Walking on the street with light steps, Ouyang Ming felt quite happy.
His experiences in Wu Mansion these past few days had a huge impact on him.
Before this, although Ouyang Ming could even forge magical weapons, he basically relied on the magical effects of special weapons. Without this magical effect, his blacksmithing skills would fall to an unimaginable level.
However, after initially understanding the way of balance, Ouyang Ming began to undergo a huge change.
He began to try to get rid of his dependence on the characteristics of weapons, and gradually became the master of this strange weapon. Although there doesn't seem to be much difference between the two, they actually have earth-shaking significance.
Of course, all this did not happen overnight, but Ouyang Ming has already begun to work hard in this direction.
Suddenly, Ouyang Ming's footsteps paused slightly, and he turned his head and looked around.
Unconsciously, he had left the main road and entered a small alley.
Of course, this small alley is not narrow enough for a carriage to run on it easily. However, compared with the main road that can allow several carriages to travel side by side, it seems much more cramped.
At this time, Ouyang Ming's eyes were bright and he was silently looking at the person in front of him.
It was a middle-aged man who was a Yangpin cultivator. He stood in the center of the alley with his hands behind his back, with a faint smile on his face.
Although he did not show any killing intent, he released his aura unceremoniously and locked onto Ouyang Ming.
"Who are you, and why are you blocking my way down?" Ouyang Ming asked with a sigh.
The middle-aged man said coldly: "Are you Ou Yangming?"
"Yes, it seems that you have not found the wrong person."
"Hmph, it's fine if it's you, just come with me!"
Ouyang Ming laughed dumbly and said, "Why?"
The middle-aged man's eyes suddenly became sharp. He sneered and said: "If you don't drink a toast, you will have to drink a fine wine. In that case, I will take you back for business!" He took one step and actually crossed the gap between them. He stretched out his arm and quickly grabbed Ouyang Ming.
This claw is as fast as thunder, and the wind is fierce. If it is really caught on the head and face, it will definitely be seriously injured.
Ouyang Ming was secretly angry, and he clenched his fists, ready to fight back, when he noticed something strange coming from the wind in front of him. His brows furrowed slightly, and he moved lightly, taking half a step back in a matter of seconds.
It was only half a step to avoid this seemingly extremely sharp claw.
"Okay, I have some skills." The middle-aged man's eyes lit up, but he refused to give up. His palms flew up and he continued to attack.
Ouyang Ming's face darkened slightly. He had already sensed that this person was not an ordinary Yang-level expert. The air flow around him was surging, and there was a faint feeling of turning virtual reality into reality. It can be said that this person's cultivation has reached the peak of Yangpin, almost half-step to the extreme level.
Ouyang Ming was certain in his heart that he no longer retreated. He lowered his back and sat on his horse. He suddenly let out a low shout and punched out.
What followed this punch was the extremely violent mental storm.
In an instant, in the eyes of this middle-aged man, Ouyang Ming's aura seemed to become extremely terrifying in an instant, especially the invisible pressure, which was like a huge mountain and was about to crush him to death.
This is an invisible pressure, but it creates the most real pressure.
Ancestor-level powerhouse
An incredible thought suddenly flashed through the middle-aged man's mind. Could it be that Ouyang Ming was actually an ancestor-level strongman in disguise.
However, although there were huge waves in his heart, his expression remained unchanged and his mind was as stable as a mountain.
Because he had already received news from another channel that Ouyang Ming's fist intention had such appalling miraculous effects. Therefore, even though he encountered it at this moment, he was already prepared.
His wrist shook slightly, his claws turned into fists, and he struck hard at Ouyang Ming.
"Boom..."
The iron fists of the two people collided hard, and Ouyang Ming's figure flew back, retreating several feet in an instant, spinning on the ground, and then neutralizing the opponent's fist.
And the middle-aged man didn't feel comfortable either. Ouyang Ming's punching strength was nothing more than this. Even at the peak of Yin level, it was impossible to cause any harm to him. However, the terrifying pressure that accompanied the punches still did not subside at all, and he was almost breathless under the pressure.
This is mental pressure, which is more difficult to prevent and resist than physical strength.
Fortunately, he was a peak-level Yang-level warrior. If his cultivation had been a little lower, he would have been so frightened that he would have fled away under such terrifying mental pressure.
The two of them stared at each other in the air, their faces quite solemn.
After Ouyang Ming created the Spiritual Fist, he encountered two Yang-level experts, but neither of them could bear the huge mental pressure and collapsed and ran away.
Now, Ouyang Ming's spiritual power has broken through again, and the power of the spiritual fist is even more extraordinary. However, this peak Yang-grade expert endured it forcefully.
Taking a deep breath, the middle-aged man said slowly: "Excellent boxing skills and great pressure. You are indeed the number one rising star in Changlong County."
Ouyang Ming sneered and said: "Thank you." He said calmly: "Your Excellency, you still refuse to tell me the origin?"
The middle-aged man said solemnly: "My Majesty He Yicheng, by order of my ancestor, I would like to invite you to meet with me."
Ouyang Ming's eyes changed slightly and he said slowly: "Linlang's family."
He Yicheng said proudly: "Exactly, your Excellency, please."
However, Ouyang Ming smiled cheerfully and said, "Sorry, I don't remember when I promised you." Seeing He Yicheng's face turning extremely ugly the next moment, Ouyang Ming smiled even more cheerfully: "I You still have something important to do, why don’t you go? If you need anything, come to the IKEA Pavilion to see me!”
He flashed and walked around He Yicheng.
He Yicheng shouted angrily and said: "Young man is arrogant!" His eyes turned cold and he pounced on him again.
However, just as he took his first step, Ou Yangming raised one hand and several hidden weapons flew over.
He Yicheng sneered in his heart, how could a mere hidden weapon hurt him. However, something suddenly came to mind in his mind, and he quickly exclaimed and moved away quickly. However, Ou Yangming had so many tricks up his sleeve. Another wave of hidden weapons arrived first and actually hit the first hidden weapon.
"Snapped… "
The two waves of hidden weapons suddenly exploded, and countless debris flew in all directions with strong kinetic energy, shrouding He Yicheng.
He Yicheng was horrified. He roared violently and took off the bamboo hat from behind with a flick of his wrist. The bamboo hat was actually lying in front of him, constantly flipping, blocking all the flying debris.
Listening to the constant sound of gold and iron clashing, this bamboo hat turned out to be a fine steel product.
However, just when He Yicheng breathed a sigh of relief, a strong sense of threat suddenly rose in his heart.
That extremely terrifying aura that seemed to come from the Jidao ancestor and could destroy heaven and earth enveloped him again.
Ouyang Ming's figure flashed to his side, and he punched out one after another.
He Yicheng did not dare to neglect and quickly stretched out his hand to block. Although Ouyang Ming's boxing skills were sharp, in He Yicheng's eyes, they were nothing more than that and could not have any impact on him at all. However, the mental pressure that came with the fists caused this peak Yang-level strongman to suffer a lot.
Under this pressure, he simply could not exert his full strength. Both the strength of his shots and the speed of his reaction were obviously much weaker.
Generally speaking, when facing a peak Yin-level warrior, He Yicheng only needs three punches and two kicks to kill or capture him. However, at this time, he seemed to be fighting with a huge layer of shackles on, and the sour feeling was really indescribable.
What's more, Ouyang Ming is not fighting him head-on, but is like a slippery fish, constantly circling around him, specifically looking for his weaknesses to attack. What made him most desperate was that this kid could actually keep finding his weakest link with every punch and kick.
The two fought in the alley. Ouyang Ming became more and more courageous as they fought. He suddenly roared and punched.
He Yicheng was about to block, but the mental pressure suddenly became extremely terrifying at this moment, as if there was an ancient giant beast, opening its mouth wide and trying to devour him.
Although He Yicheng tried his best to suppress the fear in his heart and did not lose his composure on the spot. But at this moment, he couldn't help but slow down his movements, and was hit hard on the shoulder by this punch.
"Boom..."
He Yicheng's body suddenly flew upside down and hit the wall heavily. The impact was so strong that a big hole was made in the wall, and he himself fell into it.
Ouyang Ming was slightly startled. When did his strength become so strong
Although he did go all out with this punch, He Yicheng is after all a strong man at the peak of Yangpin. He is not the ancestor of Jida, how could he have such power
Then, he heard screams coming from behind the wall. The people living inside were frightened by the sudden disaster and screamed.
Ouyang Ming's ears moved slightly, and Ouyang Ming couldn't help but laugh. After He Yicheng got up, he did not come out to continue the entanglement, but immediately ran away.
Looking at his fist, Ouyang Ming felt a surge of pride in his heart.
This time, he had completely suppressed a peak Yang-level expert with just his martial arts cultivation and mental pressure. In addition, he still has many trump cards that he has not yet used.
The corners of his mouth turned up slightly. If all his cards were revealed, there would be no problem even if He Yicheng was left, right
Unknowingly, he had become so powerful.
After tidying up his clothes, Ouyang Ming took out a gold ingot and threw it into the gap in the wall. Although the gold was not large, it was more than enough to repair the wall.
His figure flashed, and amid joyous exclamations, Ouyang Ming left quickly and disappeared in an instant.