Chapter 661: Beat Him

When Zhao Bing heard Chen Yang say that he was from the Zhao family of the ancient martial arts world, he showed a horrified expression on his face.

He had never expected that someone in this world would know his background.

However, before he could be surprised, Chen Yang's slap had already come over.

Seeing that Chen Yang's slap was about to hit Zhao Bing's face, Zhao Bing suddenly stepped back a meter and avoided Chen Yang's slap.

A white-haired old man in black martial arts uniform came out from behind Zhao Bing.

Just now, it was he who took action to pull Zhao Bing away and avoid Chen Yang's slap.

This old man was quick to react and act quickly, much stronger than Zhao Bing.

Chen Yang looked at the old man and immediately judged the other party's strength, Bao Yuan realm.

"Wen Lao, why did you take action now!?"

Seeing the old man, Zhao Bing said angrily, with a complaining look on his face.

The reason why he came out this time was because Wen Lao, who was in Bao Yuan realm, secretly protected him.

As for the six bodyguards who practiced the real method, they were just servants of the Zhao family, and they were just a guard force that was put on the surface. If they encountered real danger, they would not be very useful.

After all, the enemies of the Zhao family were all ancient warriors. If other forces wanted to kill Zhao Bing, they would definitely use the Bao Yuan Realm.

Therefore, Old Wen was the trump card to protect Zhao Bing.

When Old Wen saw Zhao Bing blaming him, he showed an embarrassed look on his face and smiled awkwardly: "I was in a hurry just now, so I went to the toilet."

Damn, when are you not in a hurry? Why are you in a hurry at this time?

Zhao Bing cursed in his heart, but he still gave face to Old Wen on the surface and did not say anything more.

With Old Wen's support at this moment, he was full of confidence and looked at Chen Yang and said: "Boy, how do you know I am from the Zhao family?"

"Guessed."

Chen Yang did guess, but it was too easy to guess. He could bring six bodyguards who practiced the real method around him, and such a big show, he must be from the ancient martial arts world.

And the surname is Zhao, so it is nine out of ten from the Zhao family.

Zhao Bing asked in confusion: "Are you also a ancient warrior?"

"No."

Chen Yang shook his head.

Zhao Bing said: "Then how do you know the Zhao family?"

"You have too many questions."

Chen Yang shook his head and didn't want to talk to Zhao Bing any more. He slowly walked towards Zhao Bing.

Old Wen took a step and walked in front of Zhao Bing, protecting Zhao Bing behind him, and said to Chen Yang: "Young man, what do you want to do?"

"Hit him!"

Chen Yang said calmly.

Old Wen's mouth twitched, and his face showed anger. He said: "Isn't the background of the Zhao family enough for you to look at it differently?"

Chen Yang smiled disdainfully: "Why should I look at the Zhao family differently?"

Old Wen narrowed his eyes and said angrily: "Boy, you are really arrogant!"

"Yes, I am arrogant, what do you want?"

Chen Yang smiled arrogantly.

Old Wen's face sank, and a strong murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

He was a powerful man in Bao Yuan Realm, but he could not tolerate a young man shouting at him.

"In that case, I will teach you a lesson and let you know the foundation of the Zhao family."

Elder Wen suddenly moved, the true energy in his body surged, and he took a step forward. His footsteps landed on the ground with a bang, and the floor was crushed, as if the whole floor was shaken.

He punched Chen Yang, and a powerful force came out of his fist, as if it could destroy everything.

"This punch will teach you how to be a man!"

Elder Wen showed a proud look on his face. In his opinion, if Chen Yang didn't die from this punch, he would lose a layer of skin.

Seeing this punch, everyone was shocked.

Although they were far away, they felt as if the fist had enveloped them, making them feel suffocated.

This white-haired old man was too strong!

Not only others thought so, but even Chen Yang, who was also in Bao Yuan Realm, felt a strong sense of oppression.

Elder Wen should also be in the early Bao Yuan stage, but the lethality of this punch seemed to be much stronger than Qing Yue in the middle Bao Yuan stage.

Ancient warriors are indeed not simple.

The skills they practice and the secrets they master are definitely different from those in the secular world, more mysterious and more powerful!

However, no matter how powerful the skills and secrets of ancient warriors are, they are not as strong as the "Immortal Demon Dao Canon".

Chen Yang's foundation is deeper than that of Wen Lao, who is also in the early stage of Bao Yuan.

Moreover, he also has the Phantom Step. No matter how lethal Wen Lao's attack is, he must be able to hit it.

If he can't hit it, it's all in vain.

When Wen Lao made a move, everything happened in a flash.

Chen Yang saw that Wen Lao's fist was getting bigger and bigger, and he raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth and moved his feet.

Crackling.

The sound of air exploding sounded, and Wen Lao's punch missed and hit the air.

Chen Yang disappeared.

Energy fluctuations came from Wen Lao's fist, and a shock wave rushed in all directions, like a substance, pushing the surrounding things away.

Objects that were close were directly destroyed by the shock wave.

The power of Wen Lao's punch was so obvious that the whole audience was shocked.

Unfortunately, he failed to hit.

"How is it possible?"

Wen Lao's eyes widened, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

He had just gone to the bathroom in a hurry, but he didn't see Chen Yang's amazing speed, so at this moment, he was shocked.

Seeing this, Zhao Bing hurriedly shouted: "Wen Lao, be careful, this kid is also in the Bao Yuan realm, and his body movements are a bit weird, and his speed is very fast, almost comparable to the early Xiantian stage."

"What, so powerful!"

Mr. Wen had a look of horror on his face.

A twenty-year-old Lianzhen is already very rare, but this kid has actually reached the Baoyuan realm, which is considered a genius even in the ancient martial arts world.

Moreover, he has a speed that is comparable to the innate early stage, so how can he fight like this.

After understanding the truth, Mr. Wen suddenly felt tremendous pressure.

If he had known that the other party was so strong, he would not have stood up and pretended to be cool. It would have been great to have peace talks with the other party.

As for the six dead Lianzhen, they were just servants, so there was no need to care about them at all.

He thought so in his heart, but Mr. Wen knew that a battle with Chen Yang was inevitable.

"You are quite powerful, but that's just it."

Chen Yang's voice sounded behind Mr. Wen.

Mr. Wen's heart skipped a beat, he quickly turned his head and hit Chen Yang with another palm.

Unfortunately, it still failed.

"It's not fast enough."

The voice sounded from behind again.

Wen Lao kicked the leg in vain.

"If you push harder, you will touch the corner of my clothes."

Wen Lao attacked, but failed.

"Is this all you have?"

Wen Lao attacked, but failed.

"You weren't very powerful just now, and you said you wanted to teach a junior like me a lesson. Looking at it now, I'm really disappointed."

Mr. Wen turned around and struck out with a palm, but still failed.

Seven or eight times in a row, Mr. Wen failed to hit even once.

After another miss, before Chen Yang could make a sound, Mr. Wen had already predicted it and punched him in the back, shouting: "Hmph, I should catch you this time!"