Chapter 152 Beating People Is Also an Art

After Lu Xinghe roared, he slapped Ye Li's back violently.

Ye Li shook his head secretly, he couldn't understand why Lu Xinghe made such a ridiculous move.

He turned around, Tian Lingtong urged!

A golden aura shot towards Lu Xinghe's palm like a sword unsheathed.

The golden aura hit Lu Xinghe's palm, and Lu Xinghe's palm was instantly pierced.

"what!"

Only when Lu Xinghe let out a scream, a shocking blood hole appeared on the palm of his hand.

"dad!"

"Homeowner!"

Everyone present in the Lu family shouted at Lu Xinghe.

Su Yao was startled again and again, just because he felt that Ye Li was so terrifying, so terrifying that his whole body broke out in a cold sweat.

You know, Ye Li's age seems to be in her mid-twenties.

Ye Li looked at Lu Xinghe who was in pain, and he said slowly: "There are many people in this world that you can't defeat. You should have heard the saying that there is a strong middle hand, and a mountain is still a mountain high."

When the sound fell, Ye Li raised his palm, and the golden aura entered Lu Xinghe's palm.

Suddenly, something incredible happened.

The blood hole on Lu Xinghe's palm recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye until it disappeared.

The younger generation of the Lu family all rubbed their eyes. They just thought they were wrong, but no matter how they rubbed, there was only one answer, that is, the blood hole in Lu Xinghe's palm really disappeared.

"How is this going?"

Lu Xinghe looked at his palm in astonishment. He really didn't understand why the blood hole in his palm suddenly disappeared.

"Do you think you haven't lost yet?" Ye Lichong said to Lu Xinghe Shi Shiran.

When Lu Xinghe heard this, he clasped his fists at Ye Li and said respectfully, "Mr. Ye, I lost."

Ye Li nodded. He not only wanted to heal Lu Xinghe's injury, but also taught Lu Xinghe how to be a human being.

To beat a person, not only must he be convinced, but he must also be respectful to you.

This is no longer a simple beating, it is an art, but it is obviously more difficult to master such an art, but Ye Li is just able to control it.

"I didn't expect Mr. Ye to have such a magical technique. It was an eye-opener for me." Lu Xinghe looked at Ye Li and said that the magical technique in his mouth naturally referred to Ye Li's healing technique.

Ye Li pondered for a few seconds, and immediately asked, "Is there any powerful dark race in the major cities of the Huangjiang Base City recently?"

He thought about the slaughter of thousands of dark races in Pancheng that day, and the sixth-order skeleton undead escaped. He knew that he had a dragon-slaying knife, and he would naturally report it.

"Mr. Ye, how did you know?" Su Yao looked at Ye Li in confusion.

Ye Li heard the words as he thought, since the dark race wanted to trouble him Ye Li, he didn't mind another massacre.

"This time, a seventh-order soul came to Pancheng. It seems that they are ready to attack the Huangjiang base city again."

Spiritual souls are a type of dark race. When Ye Li was in the base city of Annan, he met Shi Yuan. Shi Yuan was the soul of the spirits.

Ye Li secretly smiled coldly, thinking that the dark race is really a big hand, it's a pity, he Ye Li will let them know.

What is the cloud of the nine heavens drooping, and what is the water of the four seas standing.