Chapter 2150: Junior Brother, You've Caused Trouble Again

"First get Xu Jie, first get Xu Jie……"

Hongyun's face was full of honesty and straightforwardness, and he kept muttering this sentence over and over, as if it had become his sole belief and goal at this moment.

His eyes were fixed on Xu Jie in the distance, completely ignoring Ye Zhangqing standing before him, and he charged straight toward Xu Jie's position.

But how could Ye Zhangqing possibly let Hongyun just charge past so easily?

Just as Hongyun drew nearer and nearer to him, Ye Zhangqing suddenly made his move.

Only see him extend a finger, lightly tap, and a golden finger‑shoot like lightning shot out instantly, flying straight toward Hongyun.

This golden finger‑shoot was extremely fast, like a meteor streaking across the night sky, and in the blink of an eye it struck Hongyun's body.

Hongyun, struck by the finger‑shoot, shuddered violently, and his original charge, like a frenzied bull, came to a halt.

Yet surprisingly, although Hongyun's body was hit by Ye Zhangqing's finger‑shoot, his body merely trembled slightly and suffered no serious injury.

Looking closely, one could see that his body merely showed a faint patch of blood‑red, not even a drop of blood seeping out.

One must know that, given Ye Zhangqing's current strength and combat power, an ordinary cultivator of the same realm could not withstand his strike at all.

And Hongyun, not only did he not dodge, he didn't even assume a defensive posture, but simply took the blow head‑on with his flesh.

Although it cannot be said that Hongyun suffered no injury at all, from his appearance it seemed at most the corner of his clothes got a little dirty.

Such a result truly leaves one in awe of his formidable physique.

However, right after that heart‑pounding strike, Hongyun's ferocious assault was actually successfully checked.

He abruptly stopped his steps, as if somewhat at a loss, lifted his head, and his gaze fell straight upon Ye Zhangqing, his eyes showing a hint of bewilderment.

"You… you want to block me?"

Hongyun's voice sounded somewhat honest, as if he were greatly surprised by Ye Zhangqing's action.

Ye Zhangqing's face was calm as water; he slightly nodded and answered without hesitation.

"That is only natural."

His tone was firm and decisive, showing no intention to retreat at all.

Seeing this, Hongyun, whose mind was already not very sharp, now found it impossible to think straight.

He simply could not understand why Ye Zhangqing would suddenly step forward to block him.

In his simple way of thinking, since Ye Zhangqing wanted to stop him from dealing with Xu Jie, he only needed to knock Ye Zhangqing down first and then take care of Xu Jie.

"Then I'll hit you first, then hit Xu Jie."

After figuring it out, Hongyun said in a muffled, gruff voice.

Before his words even fell, he quickly clenched both hands into fists, raised them high, like a ferocious beast, and lunged at Ye Zhangqing without mercy.

Only see his fists swinging in the air, raising a fierce wind, and that terrifying momentum made people feel dread involuntarily.

The blood‑qi on his fists was like a surging flood, constantly gathering, as if it wanted to swallow everything whole.

Yet, faced with such a ferocious attack, Ye Zhangqing showed no fear.

He stood firmly in place, not even moving a step.

When Hongyun's fist was about to smash into him, he then slowly extended his palm, as if everything were under his control.

In an instant, only a muffled "bang" was heard, like thunder exploding, as fist and palm collided, emitting a deep, deafening roar.

The sound was deafening, like a thunderclap on flat ground, causing a huge commotion all around.

This sudden sound attracted the gazes of many people, including Le Ke.

Le Ke's eyes widened until they were round, as if they might pop out of his sockets; his face was full of disbelief, and he stared fixedly at the place where Ye Zhangqing and Hongyun fought, as if he had seen a ghost.

His mouth opened slightly, and he muttered to himself.

"How could this be……"

Le Ke truly could not believe what he was seeing before his eyes.

Only see Ye Zhangqing, facing Hongyun's all‑out punch, merely using one hand in a casual manner to catch it effortlessly.

That originally heavy, powerful punch now seemed to be under a binding spell, and Ye Zhangqing lightly pinched it in his hand.

How could this be? Le Ke's heart was filled with astonishment; he widened his eyes, wanting to see clearly how Ye Zhangqing managed it.

Who exactly is this guy? Within the Dao One Immortal Sect, aside from Xu Jie, there actually exists such a formidable person?

Le Ke's mind was filled with questions and shock; he had never imagined things would develop to this extent.

And at this moment, Hongyun likewise stood frozen on the spot, his face full of disbelief.

As his fist was easily blocked by Ye Zhangqing, he felt somewhat at a loss.

"You……"

Hongyun's throat was dry and hoarse; he could only utter a single syllable, unable to say anything else.

However, just as Hongyun was about to speak, Ye Zhangqing suddenly exerted a little more force.

This seemingly trifling amount of force instantly made Hongyun feel a tremendous impact.

He felt his body as if swept by a violent wind, instantly losing balance, like a weightless willow fluff, completely unable to control his flight in the air.

Hongyun's body tumbled wildly in the air, completely losing control.

His limbs flailed helplessly in the air, yet could not change his fate.

Ye Zhangqing, meanwhile, was like a master controlling everything, effortlessly tossing Hongyun back and forth in the air, as if playing with a defenseless rag doll.

Finally, the moment Ye Zhangqing released his grip, Hongyun shot backward like a cannonball fired from a catapult, flying out at astonishing speed.

His body traced an arc in the air, then slammed hard into the hard stone wall, emitting a deep, muffled boom.

This impact dealt Hongyun a massive blow, his bones seeming about to shatter, and excruciating pain spread throughout his body.

The whole process was as fast as lightning; in the blink of an eye, Hongyun had lost all ability to fight back before Ye Zhangqing.

If Ye Zhangqing had intended to take his life just then, Hongyun would probably already have met his end in the Yellow Springs.

The gap in strength between the two was simply heaven and earth, obvious at a glance.

Ye Zhangqing displayed a crushing posture, while Zhao Zhengping and the others in the distance had no doubt whatsoever about his strength, so they also weren't overly worried.

At this moment, Zhao Zhengping turned his head to look at Xu Jie, his brows furrowed tightly, wearing the look of an elder rebuking, and he spoke displeasedly, questioning.

「Third junior brother, what trouble have you gotten into again? 」

Huh???