God-level zombie synthesis system of the end of the world

Chapter 152 Beating People Is an Art

After Lu Xinghe roared, he slapped Ye Li hard on the back.

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

He turned around, and Tianlingtong urged him to move!
A golden aura shot towards Lu Xinghe's palm like a sharp sword out of its sheath.

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

"what!"

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

"dad!"

"Homeowner!"

All the people present in the Lu family shouted at Lu Xinghe.

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

You know, Ye Li's age doesn't seem to be more than 20 years old.

Ye Li looked at Lu Xinghe, who was in pain, and said slowly: "There are many people in this world that you cannot defeat. You should have heard a saying that there is a strong opponent in the strong, and a mountain is as high as a mountain."

As the sound fell, Ye Li raised his palm, and the golden spiritual energy was transmitted to 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.

All the younger generations in the Lu family rubbed their eyes. They thought they were wrong, but no matter how much they rubbed, there was only one answer, that is, the blood hole on 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.

"Now do you think you haven't lost yet?" Ye Li said Shi Shiran to Lu Xinghe.

Hearing this, Lu Xinghe cupped his fists at Ye Li respectfully and said, "Mr. Ye, I lost."

Ye Li nodded, not only he wanted to heal Lu Xinghe's injuries, but he also wanted to teach Lu Xinghe the principles of life.

If you want to hit someone, you must not only convince him, but also make him respect you.

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

"I didn't expect Mr. Ye to have such magical skills. It opened my eyes in front of me." Lu Xinghe looked at Ye Li and said, the magical skills in his mouth naturally referred to Ye Li's healing skills.

Ye Li pondered for a few seconds, and then asked, "Have any powerful dark races come to the cities under the jurisdiction of the Huangjiang Base City recently?"

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

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

What Ye Li heard was exactly what he thought, since the dark race wanted Ye Li to trouble him, he didn't mind another massacre at all.

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

The spirit soul is a kind of dark race. Ye Li met him when he was in Annan Base City. Shi Yuan is the soul soul of the spirit race.

Ye Li sneered coldly to himself, thinking that the dark race is really a big hand, but it's a pity that he, Ye Li, would let them know.

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

(End of this chapter)