"Yang Guan'er, among the people you invited, there's actually someone this shameless?"
The moment Ye Zhen saw the brocade-robed old man, the old man saw Ye Zhen and Feng Qingyue as well. The instant he opened his mouth, vicious insults poured out!
This time, Ye Zhen could no longer endure it.
"Old bastard, again and again you've spoken so disrespectfully. Don't blame me for being impolite!" With an enraged shout, spiritual power surged around Ye Zhen's body, and murderous intent burst forth, locking firmly onto the brocade-robed old man.
Ye Zhen had already decided to teach this old fool, who relied on his age and spewed filth from his mouth, a harsh lesson.
"Teach me a lesson? You? With merely Pulse Forging Realm First Layer cultivation, you dare spout such wild nonsense before this old man..."
Rumble!
Black lightning flew from Ye Zhen's palm and poured directly over the brocade-robed old man's head. Although the old man's cultivation had reached the Seventh Layer of the Pulse Forging Realm, he had been caught completely off guard. His voice cut off, and his body began to tremble violently.
The instant light flashed, Yang Yiguan cried out in alarm.
"Don't!"
"Young Hero Ye, don't!"
For a moment, not only Yang Yiguan, but Feng Qingyue and another middle-aged martial artist holding short blades in reverse grips all widened their eyes.
Because in that instant of flashing light, Ye Zhen had already moved behind the brocade-robed old man like a ghost. One finger gleaming with Spiritual Light had already pressed against the old man's temple acupoint.
They had not even seen Ye Zhen move. His speed just now had been far too fast—fast to the absolute extreme.
Within a certain range, with the Geomagnetic Force Field's enhancement, Ye Zhen's speed was nearly invincible.
As long