Yun Yuanzhi reminded, “Boss Ye, these two old guys are probably the elders of Taiyi Sect. They are probably over a hundred years old. Their skills may have surpassed the peak of Xiantian realm. You have to be careful.”
Yun Yuejian also frowned and said, "Brother Ye, there are so many of them, can you handle them?"
Seeing that the grandparents and grandchildren were worried about him, Ye Feng laughed and looked relaxed.
"When masters fight, they don't win by numbers. No matter how many ants there are, they can't beat an anteater. I specialize in dealing with those who rely on numbers to bully the few. You'll see how I beat them until they cry for their parents."
Yun Yuejian had been worried about Ye Feng, her eyebrows slightly wrinkled, but she was amused by him and a blush appeared on her face: "I believe in you, come on, Brother Ye."
The old man with the silver ring on his hand stared at Ye Feng, his eyes full of hatred, as if he wanted to eat Ye Feng alive.
His voice sounded like the quacking of a drake, and he shouted arrogantly: "Little kid, are you Ye Feng?"
Seeing the old man so arrogant, Ye Feng looked contemptuous: "Oh, your voice is really unpleasant. Normally, when I meet someone like you, I don't bother to pay attention to him. But seeing that you are so old, I respect the elderly and love the young, so I will tell you, I am Ye Feng, who are you?"
After being scolded by Ye Feng, the old man with the silver ring on his hand was so angry that he blew his beard and was about to lose his temper.
The old man with a black face who looked like a demon stretched out his hand to stop his companion. He laughed sinisterly and said, "You are the one who cut off my disciple's arm. I thought you were a different kind of person, but you turned out to be a little kid. My disciple is getting worse and worse. I passed on the thousand-year foundation of Taiyi Sect to him, but he was defeated by a little kid."
The old man with the silver ring on his hand showed special respect to the black-faced old monster: "Brother, you came here for cultivation, it's all my fault that I was useless and didn't take good care of Xiao Yueyue, so he got his arm broken. I will definitely help you teach this kid a lesson today."
Ye Feng almost vomited. They actually called Yue Zhuoqun "Little Yueyue". These two old guys were so disgusting.
Ye Feng continued to ridicule them, "Can you two have some shame? You're still calling me Xiao Yueyue, and it's so disgusting. Do you want me to call you Xiao Baibai and Xiao Heihei?"
The two old men were elders of Taiyi Sect who were superior to the sect leader Yue Zhuoqun. Everyone who saw them treated them with respect. Yet Ye Feng dared to laugh at them like that.
Several of the serious-looking men at the back were almost amused by Ye Feng, but no one dared to laugh in front of the Grand Master and they could only suppress their laughter.
The dark-faced old man's expression couldn't be seen clearly, but his eyes were so cold that water could drip out of them, and he must be furious.
The white-faced old man was so angry that his face turned red: "Boy, we just wanted to buy the medicine and leave it at that. You are so arrogant. I will not take your life today. I, the White-faced Impermanence, have lived in vain for the past hundred years."
"If I don't kill you, my life as the Black-faced Impermanence will be in vain."
The Black and White Impermanence of Taiyi Sect are figures as famous as Master Mingyue. They have all reached the state of being detached from worldly affairs, having cut off all emotions and desires, and solely seeking to attain enlightenment and become immortals.
However, these two seemed to have impure senses and were still tempted by worldly matters.
The older generation figures in the ancient martial arts world were all moved and filled with awe after hearing this. Ye Feng had never heard of their names before, so he was like a newborn calf who was not afraid of a tiger.
Next, Ye Feng couldn't stand the two people taking advantage of their age, so he deliberately provoked them, saying with disdain: "You two have actually lived in vain, but it has nothing to do with me, don't let me take the blame."
"Boy, you're dead."
The White-Faced Impermanence gnashed his teeth in hatred and punched Ye Feng in the face.
The innate realm is divided into the pre-innate, middle, post-innate, and innate peak realms.
Several major sect leaders claimed that they had entered the peak of the innate realm. In fact, they had only just begun to understand the way and had broken through from the late innate stage to the peak of the innate realm. However, Black and White Impermanence were the ones who had truly entered the peak of the innate realm.
It was an ordinary punch, but as fast as lightning. The internal force contained in that punch was like an overwhelming force, countless times stronger than Yue Zhuoqun's.
Facing a strong enemy, Ye Feng did not feel any fear. Instead, he felt an indescribable excitement and stimulation.
Just like facing Master Mingyue, that feeling of excitement stimulated all the nerves in his body.
Although he tried to belittle the Black and White Impermanence as much as possible with his words, he did not despise them at all in his heart. His eyes were calm and steady, and he returned the punch with full concentration.
He called out secretly, "Surge."
Seven layers of waves surged, the two fists collided, and an invisible undercurrent surged in all directions.
Both the Black and White Impermanence changed their expressions. An expert could tell whether there was something or not just by stretching out his hand.
They heard that Ye Feng had won the title of Ancient Martial Arts Supreme, but when they met him in person, they found that he was just a young man. They thought that Ye Feng had won the championship through some conspiracy and looked down on Ye Feng from the bottom of their hearts.
But judging from Ye Feng's counterattack, it was actually on par with Bai Mian Wuchang's.
On the surface, the two fought to a draw, and neither suffered a loss, but for Heibai Wuchang, they had already lost face. They were the top elders of Taiyi Sect, and they fought to a draw with a child who was still wet behind the ears. If this got out, would they still have the face to mix in the ancient martial arts world
The White-Faced Impermanence was even more frightened. Although Ye Feng's counterattack was equal to his own, the hidden power in it was layer upon layer, like layers of waves, each one more powerful than the last. When it reached the seventh layer, it made him panic.
Ye Feng was also secretly surprised. As expected of an elder-level figure of Taiyi Sect, he could take on his seven-fold surge with ease, and his expression only changed slightly.
Ye Feng sneered and said, "White-faced old man, it's rude not to reciprocate. You hit me with a punch, and I have to hit you back, otherwise people will say that I don't respect the elderly and love the young."
"Shocking Waves."
Ye Feng changed his fist into a palm, the second of the Thai Emperor's Four Strikes, the Shocking Wave Palm, was as fast as lightning, as powerful as a raging wave, and continuous.
It is said to be one palm, but one palm is divided into three directions, eighteen angles, and sixty-four changes, creating a sky full of palm shadows.
Boom! Countless gusts of energy like a strong wind rippled outwards. The Black and White Impermanence didn't feel anything, but the burly men standing behind them were attacked by the strong wind and were blown all over the place. They couldn't stand in formation and retreated one after another. Some were even knocked to the ground by the hidden energy.
For a moment, people and horses were thrown to the ground in a mess, and there was no longer the majestic and calm appearance just now.
Everyone's face was filled with fear, fearing that they would be affected by Ye Feng and Bai Wuchang's energetic power and lose their lives in a daze, so they retreated more than ten meters.
Seeing the incompetence of his disciples, the Black and White Impermanence were so angry that they fumed and glared, but they could do nothing about it.
Hei Wuchang interrupted, "Boy, I have some knowledge. Who is your master? Judging from your skills, you don't look like a disciple of Tian Zhen. You look more like a disciple of the Tianlang Sect of the South Sea."
"I think it's as strong as Tianshan Mountain."
Black and White Impermanence have been in the ancient martial arts world for a hundred years, but they racked their brains and could not figure out what Ye Feng's boxing style was. They only heard that he had inherited the legacy from Master Tianzhen.