"I will avenge our dead Chinese today!"

The old man laughed a few times, his body shook slightly, and his body instantly emitted a strong aura.

"Is that right? I hope you don't cry and beg for mercy later."

Just finished speaking

The old man jumped up from the ground and kicked Ye Chen hard.

Ye Chen's body disappeared from the spot like lightning, and soon appeared behind the old man, slapped him with a fierce palm.

The old man's cultivation was indeed much stronger than that of Monk Miyamoto. He twisted his body suddenly and sensibly avoided Ye Chen's attack.

The old man quickly stood firm and turned around and stared at Ye Chen fiercely.

"You are really good as a young man. You may be the strongest Chinese person I have ever met!"

Ye Chen's expression turned slightly cold.

"Looking at your appearance, I am just the most ordinary person in China! Such a fuss, it seems that you are just a waste!"

When the old man heard this, his eyes turned red, and a fire of resentment flashed in his eyes. He waved his hands and slapped his palm towards Ye Chen.

Ye Chen snorted coldly, and then directly blew a palm towards the old man.

"Dong!"

A violent muffled sound came out.

The old man's body couldn't help but retreat several steps back.

Through this, Ye Chen felt that the old man's strength was at best at the peak of the earth level, and he was no match for him at all.

"I won't play with you anymore, I'll die!"

As soon as the words come to an end

Ye Chen's body disappeared from the spot.

After a while, he appeared directly in front of the old man and slammed hard on his forehead.

The old man's face was shocked and he hurriedly wanted to retreat.

But at this time, he felt a strong pressure, as if he had bound his body and could not move at all. He could only watch Ye Chen's palm power hit his body.

The old man flew backwards, spewed out a stream of blood and fell heavily to the ground, and his breath became weaker.

Ye Chen quickly walked to his side and stepped on his chest with a fierce kick.

"You trash, you dare to be an enemy of our China Kingdom. You are really looking for death!"

The old man was no longer arrogant now. He coughed a few times and begged for mercy, "Please, please forgive me! I will never dare to do it again, and I will never dare to do it again!"

"Forgive you, what should I do if the Chinese people you killed?" Ye Chen said coldly.

When the old man heard this, a sharp look flashed in his eyes, as if he was preparing to fight to the death.

How could Ye Chen give him such an opportunity? He sneered, concentrated his power on his right leg and stepped heavily on the old man's neck.

"Click!"

The old man's neck tilted to one side, and a trace of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth, ending his sinful and dirty life.
Chapter completed!