Don't look at the middle-aged man who just waved a wave of air at will, but even if it is a casual attack by a master at the peak of heaven and man, it is definitely not something that a heavenly supreme like Ye Zichen can resist.
What's more, the other party was attacking suddenly, and Ye Zichen also resisted hastily.
After retreating for dozens of steps, the signs of explosive retreat eased slightly. The blade in his hand was slammed into the ground, and the divine power in his body was instilled into the blade, and the sword was used as a support to ensure that he did not fall to the ground.
"Ah… "
The blood on the corners of his mouth disappeared lightly, this middle-aged man's actions can be described as cunning and cruel.
The air wave seemed to be hitting Ye Zichen's chest, but it was actually aimed at his dantian. The divine power in the body was disorganized under the impetus of the air wave. Ye Zichen turned his hand and took out a pill from the ring, combed the disorganized divine power in the body, and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with a dull gaze.
Liu Qing, who seemed to be out of the way, couldn't help but frowned, but she didn't speak.
"Second uncle, you are finally here."
Someone supported, and the brows of the young man who was beaten by Ye Zichen were covered with shadows. He gritted his teeth and looked at Ye Zichen in front of him and groaned angrily.
"I don't know why this kid is frivolous with his junior sister, and he dares to shoot at me..."
"Shut up!" The middle-aged man glared at the young man coldly and hummed, "What shameful things go to the side."
The middle-aged man's scolding made the young man's eyes flash with anger, but he still shrank back.
"His Highness Seventeen, are you okay?" the middle-aged man asked respectfully.
"I... I'm fine." Liu Qing said lightly.
"Zhao Yan said that the young man just now..."
"I said I'm fine!"
"Yes, you'll be fine."
Noticing the change in Liu Qing's expression, the middle-aged man hurriedly put down the questioning, his posture was so low that the surrounding onlookers couldn't help but stare.
Some people with relatively high realms have seen that this is a peerless master of at least the seventh rank of heaven and human.
Although the girl in front of her is also of good realm, she still has a certain gap with the advanced masters of heaven and man. To make the high-level experts of heaven and human beings so fearful, and she just said that she is the Seventeenth Highness...
"Which almighty descendant is this girl who can make heaven and man so fear."
"Didn't you hear that heavenly master call her Seventeenth Highness?"
"They seem to be from Sifang College?"
The people around were whispering, and they couldn't help but wonder about Liu Qing's background. Just as everyone was talking about it, an old man whose pupils shrank when he saw that he was not too young, couldn't help shaking his hand holding a cane.
"This girl is the Highness of Sifang Pavilion!"
As long as the name of the Sifang Pavilion appears, you can clearly hear the voices of the people around you gasping for breath.
It is true that Emperor Biao's reputation in the realm of the gods is too high. In ninety-nine-eighty-one days of thunder, he passed through the realm of the gods and obtained the sword godhead.
He is also the only one whose main body is a demon, but occupies a mountain in the Protoss and calls himself the emperor.
Gradually, when the onlookers looked at Liu Qing, there was a little awe in their eyes. Everyone knows that any highness in the Sifang Pavilion is a treasure in the heart of Bi Qian, and it is no wonder that the high-level master of heaven and man would treat him like this.
"It seems that the young man is not an ordinary person anymore."
Someone in the crowd sighed, geniuses are always surrounded by geniuses, and people around great influences and backgrounds are all similar people. If the gap between the two sides is too large, then there will be no intersection at all. This is a constant principle.
"You hit the young, and the old comes. Oh, it's true no matter where you go."
At this time, with the help of medicinal pills, Ye Zichen's injury has almost recovered. He looked at the middle-aged man in front with a light smile and shook his head.
"I've beaten, I should be satisfied, so farewell!"
Ye Zichen didn't want to be entangled too much, he didn't want to make it difficult for Liu Qing, and the other party was from Sifang College, while he was from Tongtian College, the influence of the private fight between the two colleges was not good after all.
What's more, the genius battle involves the demon race and the demon race. In a big way, the students of the Protoss are all allies to each other. Ye Zichen didn't particularly like this kind of fighting in the nest.
"Did the deity let you go?"
Unexpectedly, Ye Zichen didn't want to make trouble, but the middle-aged man suddenly spoke up.
Ye Zichen, who had just walked out a few steps, stopped blowing his breath, and the moment he turned around, his dark eyes flashed with a frost-like chill.
"What do you want?"
Seeing Ye Zichen's attitude, the master of heaven furrowed his brows and slapped him in the air.
Ye Chen, who had been alert for a long time, released the divine power in his body, but instead of resisting, he used the divine power to increase his speed with his legs and dodge the attack.
If the attack failed, the master of heaven and man seemed to be a little annoyed, and he shot Ye Zichen one after another.
"Don't go too far."
Ye Zichen, who was trying his best to dodge, stared at him angrily, he didn't want to intensify the conflict.
At that time, the young man had shot him, and he had already let the young man go several times, until finally he couldn't bear it before he shot, and he never hurt his life.
The same is true for the appearance of this heavenly being, and he resisted one of his attacks.
I wanted to say goodbye to this, but this heavenly man was unreasonable. This really answers the old saying, your concession will always be weak in the eyes of others.
"Excessive, so blatantly hurting the students of my Sifang Academy, and talking lightly to our Seventeenth Highness, do you think you can leave so easily?" the middle-aged man hummed.
"It's a joke! You ask Liu Qing, have I ever spoken lightly to her? Also, don't you say those high-sounding nonsense? With so many people watching, is it me who hurt you, or your people who took the initiative? Provocation, I gave him several chances, but it got worse?" Ye Zichen said with a cold face.
"Bullshit? Is this how you talk to seniors?"
Suddenly, the breath in the middle-aged man was vented to the outside. Ye Zichen, who was in this divine pressure, seemed to see a fierce beast with a bloody mouth. Those green eyes stared at him, and under this pressure, his body gradually changed. got stiff.
"You have become the Supreme Being, but you don't know the etiquette. I really don't know which family's young master you are. But it doesn't matter, this deity will educate you for your useless elders today, and how to deal with your seniors! "
As soon as the words fell, Ye Zichen saw the fierce beast in front of him, and his mouth suddenly opened.
Pale yellow mucus fell from its mouth, and a pair of big furry hands patted him at this moment. Just when he was about to lose his mind, the beast shrouded in his heart shattered. Immediately, he felt a pair of warm palms on his shoulders.
A leisurely whisper like the wind also rippled on this street.
"My deity's nephew, do I still need you to discipline me?"