Immortal From Another World

"Sh * t! You old bastard! How dare you block my way! Pah! Keep slapping me! How dare a lowly commoner block my path! I will be responsible for your death!"

On the most bustling main street of the Drew Empire Capital, a wave of hysterical shouts mixed with the howls of whips could be heard incessantly. In the middle of the streets, there were even intermittent sounds of painful groans!

The two whips rose up and fell in the air, constantly whipping an old man who was about fifty years old. The old man was lying on the ground with his hands on his head, not moving at all, and only the occasional moan of pain and the slight tremble of the old man's body during each lash proved that the old man was still alive.

At this moment, a clear voice came from the entrance of the central street, "Stop it! Beat the old man up in broad daylight. Do you all still have laws in your eyes?"

Seeing that his shout had no effect, the youth stepped forward and grabbed one of the servants' hands that raised the horsewhip. Then, he kicked the other servant flying away with a fierce kick.

"F * ck!" Seeing that someone had stopped him, the fat noble rolled down from the carriage like a meatball, pointed at the boy's nose and cursed: "Where did this little bastard come from?" "How dare you obstruct laozi's way and even beat laozi's men? Men, tie up this arrogant little bastard and send him to the garrison. Tell the garrison commander that I, Special Envoy Dalong, told him to sentence him to death!"

"Were you scolding me just now?" The young man did not care at all that this fat ball, who had an official and a noble's status, was so big that he publicly ordered the head of the garrison to sentence someone to death. Instead, he sneered at the fat ball in front of him, "What do you think I am? Little bastard? "

"So what if I'm scolding you?" The fat guy proudly said: "You look like you are dressed like a noble, maybe you have some prestige in the imperial city, otherwise you would not dare to stop laozi. It's a pity that today you met laozi, you little brat, do you know who laozi is? "I'm telling you, laozi is …"

"Pah!" A crisp sound interrupted Fatty's words. Fatty had one hand over his face, while his eyes were filled with disbelief: "F * ck, you dare to hit laozi, laozi … "Your father …"

"Pa, pa, pa, pa …" The young man did not say anything. He first kicked away the servant who was grabbed by him, then stepped forward and ripped off the fatty's collar. With a few palm strikes, Fatty's face immediately swelled up.

Looking at the fat ball in front of him, whose face was so swollen that he could not even open his eyes, the young man then loosened his collar and slowly said: "Besides my old man, there has yet to be anyone who dares to scold me, what kind of son of a bitch do you think I am. Why don't you open your dog eyes and see who's surrounding you right now? "

Listening to the young man's words, Fatty struggled to open his eyes to take a closer look. It turned out that a group of soldiers had already surrounded them. By the looks of it, these soldiers were the soldiers of the garrison!

"How can we just ignore the mud?" After being hit by a few slaps, Fatty could not explain it clearly: "Change to working hard to catch the marks of the pig pagoda!"

However, although Fatty's words were ruthless, the surrounding soldiers didn't even move. Fatty was no fool. Only at this moment did he realize that not only the soldiers, even the surrounding commoners were looking at him like he was a pitiful bug!

Fatty was no fool. He understood that he had hit a wall this time. The young man in front of him must have a very deep background in the imperial city. Otherwise, it would be impossible for these commoners to know him. However, this thought just flashed through Fatty's mind, thinking of his master, his heart was set: "Hmph, so what if you have a background?" Even if you are this prince of Drew Empire, this old man will still be able to get back at you! "

Naturally, the youth did not care about what Fatty was thinking. He turned around and said to the surrounding soldiers, "Take him back, and deal with him as you see fit."

After he finished speaking, the young man did not pay any more attention to other matters. Instead, he walked over to the old man who was beaten up, bent down, and picked him up.

Those soldiers also gave him a standard military salute, saying, "Yes, we will only listen to His Highness the Duke's orders!" First, a wooden peach core was forced into Fatty's mouth, making him unable to speak. Then, a few large iron chains attached themselves to Fatty and his servant, dragging them away from Central Street.

Such a young Duke of the Empire, naturally, could only be the Empire's General Mysterious Mechanism Camp, the Empire's Third Class Divine Arm Marquis, Sir Ye Fei!

It had been three years since the last time he rejected the marriage. Ye Fei had long ago reached the same level as his father. Although it looked very slow, this was actually done intentionally by Ye Fei. He knew that once he reached the Martial God Stage, it would be equivalent to Foundation Stage, and the slower the Foundation Stage, the better.

Before Foundation Establishment, it was like the foundation of a building. The more stable the foundation, the higher the foundation would be. If the foundation were to be damaged, no matter how high the building was, it would be possible for it to collapse!

When he was still on Earth, Ye Fei, who was at the level of Free Immortal, had already offended a Heavenly Immortal who had descended into the mortal world. Logically speaking, the strength of his Free Immortal was equivalent to that of an Earthly Immortal, so there was absolutely no reason for him to defeat the Heavenly Immortal. After the two of them became friends, Ye Fei found out that the Heavenly Immortal was born with Immortal Realm and his strength was built up using the pills given by his clan. Naturally, he could not beat Ye Fei, who had cultivated for five hundred years.

Therefore, in the past three years, Ye Fei had not sought for a chance to advance in his cultivation, but had instead built a stable foundation for himself, like now, where Ye Kuang was no longer a match for Ye Fei even though he was only at the First Level Martial Saint level. Furthermore, Ye Xiaozhang, who was just a step away from breaking through his Martial Sovereign, was actually unable to defeat Ye Fei even after suppressing his strength to the early stage of the Martial God Realm.

To the outside world, Ye Fei announced that he had already reached the peak of Level 6 Martial Master and could enter the Martial Crazy Realm at any time.

Even though he had lowered his voice by this much, Ye Fei still attracted everyone's attention.

However, what Bei Zhen was talking about was three years ago, he had used his own strength to expose the imperial concubine's conspiracy. In the end, he had infuriated his majesty, and sent her into a cold palace while he, himself, had steadily sat in the position of the successor of Cloud Sea Empire, the second prince of Cloud Sea Empire, Yun Zhentian.