C374 Naïve
C374 Naïve
It struck unerringly right into the Ancient Martial Cultivator's lower abdomen!
Bang!
The Ancient Martial Cultivator's body flew backwards like a broken kite.
Smashing into the wall with all his might, he would soon die!
In an instant, the entire audience was shocked.
The remaining three Eighth Grade Ancient Martial Cultivator were stunned.
He didn't dare to step forward.
Just Lin Kui was able to suppress everyone present.
"This is impossible!"
Liu Jinghai was stunned and muttered to himself in disbelief.
Even for first-rate families, Eighth Grade Ancient Martial Cultivator was still an unreachable existence.
However, Lin Kui crippled two Stage Eight Ancient Martial Cultivator with just one punch and one kick.
This, was simply unbelievable.
"I'll kill you!"
The expression on Ye Chengzhong's face became even more crazed as if he had lost all hope. He shouted as he rushed towards Ye Tian.
However, before he could even get close, Ye Tian lightly raised his hand and slapped his face.
Pow!
Ye Chengzhong's body instantly froze on the spot, along with a splash of blood, his head flew off and landed right under Ye Chengyun's feet.
"This …"
Seeing Ye Chengzhong's still unwilling expression, Ye Chengyun was so scared that his face turned pale.
"Ye Tian, please, I'm begging you. This matter really has nothing to do with me. I'm begging you, please let me go!"
Ye Chengyun's body went soft and he kneeled on the ground. He kowtowed as he cried for mercy.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you."
Ye Tian looked at him with the same emotionless expression.
"Really?"
Ye Chengyun was surprised for a moment and immediately overjoyed in his heart.
Ye Tian nodded his head lightly: "Of course, three days later, it will be your Ye Family's main event. How can you not have any presents?"
"Consider this head of Ye Chengzhong's as a gift and gift it to Ye Family."
"Thank you, Mr. Ye!" "Thank you, Mr. Ye!"
Ye Chengyun saved his life. He was so happy that he couldn't help it. He kowtowed a few times, picked up Ye Chengyun's head with trembling arms and ran out the door with his son.
It was as if he was afraid that Ye Tian would go back on his word.
"Now, it should be our account, right?"
Ye Tian turned his head and looked at Liu Jinghai.
Liu Jinghai felt his scalp tingle as he felt Ye Tian's gaze.
Unable to hold back his fear, he kneeled straight to the floor.
"Ye, Mr. Ye, I …"
Ye Tian snorted lightly and interrupted his words, "You know about the capital offense of colluding with White Bone Club, right?"
Saying that, Ye Tian's gaze turned as he looked coldly at the three Ancient Martial Cultivator s who were standing blankly beside him.
Instantly, the three of them trembled.
Normally, they were high and mighty, but now, they were like primary school students.
Not to mention meeting Ye Tian's eyes, he didn't even have the courage to raise his head.
"I, I don't!"
Liu Jinghai kneeled on the ground. His body couldn't help but tremble and his eyes were filled with fear.
His eyes lit up, and from his tone, it was clear that he wasn't confident.
When they heard the three words "White Bone Club", the expressions of the other three warriors who were still rooted to the spot instantly turned extremely ugly.
"Lin Tian, don't slander us!"
One of the Ancient Martial Cultivator looked scared, but rebutted.
Although he was afraid of the strength of Lin Kui who was beside Ye Tian, he definitely could not let Ye Tian take the stand.
Even though they were Eighth Grade Ancient Martial Cultivator, their identities were illustrious.
Only, if it had something to do with White Bone Club, let alone eight, even if it was nine, he would still die without a doubt.
How could they admit it?
Towards this, Ye Tian did not say anything, but just squinted his eyes and stared at them.
When the three Ancient Martial Cultivator s saw Ye Tian's gaze, their hearts could not help but tremble again.
For a moment, it was as if a fierce tiger was eyeing him.
This aura pressured down on them to the point that they almost couldn't breathe.
Under the endless fear, the three of them looked at each other and saw the determination in each other's eyes.
If he didn't stay here, he would definitely die!
If he wanted to survive, he would have to give it his all.
The three Stage Eight Ancient Martial Cultivator exchanged glances.
In almost an instant, all three of them rose into the air at the same time.
With the exception of a few people, only a few afterimages could be seen.
Eighth Grade Ancient Martial Cultivator's imposing manner instantly burst out, pressuring many people present to the point that they couldn't breathe.
However, their target was not anyone else, but the villa's door.
At the same time, they were separated into three different directions, with everyone fleeing in different directions.
Not to mention Ye Tian, even if it was just Lin Kui, they wouldn't be able to resist.
As such, they didn't dare to fight, and could only run.
Three people ran in different directions. No matter how strong Lin Kui was, he could only take down one of them, right?
One had to say, they had the potential to gamble.
It all depended on who had the worst luck to become Lin Kui's target.
"Want to leave?" "Innocent!"
Regarding this, Ye Tian didn't even have the chance to speak.
Lin Kui sneered in disdain and disappeared from the spot in an instant.
When he reappeared, he was already at the entrance of the villa.
It just so happened to be in front of a Ancient Martial Cultivator.
"You, damn it."
The Ancient Martial Cultivator cursed as his expression turned ugly.
He never thought that he would become Lin Kui's target.
"Get lost!"
Lin Ke shouted and waved his hand.
Pow!
Accompanied by the clear sound of a slap, the Ancient Martial Cultivator did not have any strength to retaliate.
He was sent flying, spitting out a large mouthful of blood, and smashed heavily in front of Ye Tian.
While he was still in shock, he had already breathed in and breathed out much less.
After crippling Eighth Grade Ancient Martial Cultivator with a single slap, Lin Kui's face did not turn red nor did his heart jump.
It seemed as easy as swatting a fly.
His gaze, however, fell on Langtian, who was not far away, with a hint of demonstration in his eyes.
"This guy!"
Behind Ye Tian, Langtian shook his head.
As he spoke, his body also became illusory.
Eighth Grade Ancient Martial Cultivator, who was trying to escape to the east, was about to escape the mansion's range.
However, right at this moment, a frightening oppressive sensation suddenly arrived before them.
"What's going on?"
His footsteps paused, and his forehead was covered in sweat.
All of a sudden, he raised his head and saw a silhouette akin to a mountain.
Carrying an aura that could crush all, it pressed down towards him.
"This …"
The Ancient Martial Cultivator was immediately scared witless.
At this moment, there was nowhere for him to run. He could only use all of his strength to block the attack on top of his head.
Boom!
The loud noise made the whole villa shake.
Even Dongfang Jing and Lang Mu couldn't stand straight.
Under the astonished gazes of everyone present, the sound of footsteps gradually drew closer.
Langtian stood behind Ye Tian expressionlessly.
The entire arena was instantly silent.
In a split-second, everyone's expression changed when they saw Lin Kui and Langtian.
Even Dongfang Jing and Lang Mu.
Dongfang Jing's gaze fell on Lin Tian's body, her eyes suddenly gaining a trace of spirit.
She discovered that from beginning to end, she had never understood this man at all.
Ye Tian, what kind of person are you exactly?