"Offended!" At the moment, ye Lingfeng''s heart was completely occupied by curiosity, and the old man''s strong self-confidence ignited the fighting spirit in his heart and made him want to see a high and low.


    Ye Lingfeng took a deep breath and naturally operated Xuantian Zhenfa. Then he drank violently and pulled his whole body. He punched Master Yu with one punch, which was very powerful.


    One step out, the roaring shadow of the fist, just like the rush, galloped to master Yu. Under the roaring wind, Mr. Yu''s thin body is like a reef that has been beaten by the waves for countless years. It''s only one last time before it can be sunk!


    "Brother ye, what are you doing..." At this time, a hasty voice came from the room, and then Yu Lingyue rushed out of the room. Her pretty face was white with fright. She didn''t understand why her dear brother Ye suddenly gave such a cruel hand to her grandfather, just like trying to kill him.


    No! As soon as Yu Lingyue''s voice falls, ye Lingfeng''s heart is suddenly awe inspiring. He secretly scolds himself for being really confused. Even if Mr. Yu is really an expert in ancient martial arts, it''s well said that he''s afraid of being young. At his age, Mr. Yu''s fist has made his whole body strong. Even if there is a steel plate in front of him, he has to hammer a hole, not to mention his thin body.


    But now even if ye Lingfeng regrets it, it''s too late. He used 100% of his strength in this fist, and it is a fist that will never come back. Unless the obstacle before the fist breaks, there is absolutely no possibility of withdrawing the move.


    "I''m sure I''m right. Your fists are the sharp weapon to kill people!" But just at this time, Master Yu suddenly began to laugh like he found something interesting, and his turbid eyes were suddenly shining, and his expression became slightly dignified.


    Although his face has changed, the old man''s speed is still very slow. He steps forward with one foot, and then his hands slowly meet Ye Lingfeng''s fist. The slow speed is no different from that of an old man.


    But it''s such a slow speed, but it''s strange that ye Lingfeng''s fist touches his body, and the two are intertwined. Even Yu Lao''s palms, which came first, were faster than ye Lingfeng''s and stuck to Ye Lingfeng''s fists.


    How soft! As soon as the palm of the fist came into contact, ye Lingfeng suddenly had the illusion that his fist was like hitting into a cotton ball. It was light and there was no place for him to exert himself.


    What''s going on? Why does it feel like this? Ye Lingfeng''s eyes are tiny, and his heart is full of puzzlement. This kind of situation, even when he was fighting with Ren Yunzhang, a powerful man at the top of the mysterious level, never met him.


    No! But then, a deep pain, it is suddenly along Ye Lingfeng''s fists, toward his heart.


    In a flash of lightning, he felt that the position where his fists collided had changed from a soft cotton ball to a needle nest made up of thousands of roots. He couldn''t understand the change of one soft and one hard, but the feeling like tens of thousands of sharp steel needles was very real, which made him feel that his arms were about to be broken.


    "Go away..." At this moment, Master Yu laughs and takes a slow step forward. Although his action is still slow, he has the feeling of nature that there is no place to find. It''s like that when he steps down and touches the earth, he is already stuck with the whole vast land. Then, the old man''s hands slightly swing.


    Poop! Before he had time to shake his mind, ye Lingfeng felt that his body had suddenly lightened, and he had a feeling of flying in the air. Then he flew back six or seven meters before falling to the ground. However, ye Lingfeng''s reaction was quick. As soon as he landed, he quickly put his hands on the ground and jumped up like an ape.


    "Old man, I''ve lost. I''m convinced to lose!" As soon as he got up, ye Lingfeng threw his fists in his hands and bowed to the ground respectfully towards Master Yu. He didn''t have to shirk and have no choice but to be convinced.


    "This..." Yu Lingyue is stunned. In her eyes, ye Lingfeng and her grandfather are baffled, so they fight. What makes her even more incredible is that she has been with her grandfather for so many years, but she doesn''t know that her grandfather''s fighting skills are so fierce that even brother Ye is not his opponent.


    "I''ve already told you that your fists are loose, but you still don''t believe it." With a bright smile, Yu glanced at Ye Lingfeng, stroked his beard under his jaw, looked at Ye Lingfeng narrowly and said, "boy, do you usually fight with people?"


    Ye Lingfeng scratched his head and laughed. If he didn''t fight with people often, how could he kill God!


    "Do you feel proud to win more than you win with others?" Master Yu chuckled and looked at Ye Lingfeng and said, "don''t you have heard of such a saying that the effect of force is mutual. When you punch others, the strength will wait for your own body? You''ve dealt with people so many times, and every time you do it, the corresponding reaction will shake your own body. Do you believe that if you go on like this, if you don''t have opportunities, you''ll be no more than 40 years old, and you''ll be useless? "