Chapter 586: Who Is the Iron Fist?

It was no wonder the driver was scared.

You have to know that they hadn't seen a single ghost shadow on this mountain road of dozens of kilometers.

Suddenly seeing a person standing in the middle of the road in the middle of the night was truly terrifying.

Fan Linyuan was also stunned, staring blankly at the young man getting closer and closer in the middle of the road, and blurted out, "This... this is really a person!"

The person in the middle of the road outside the car looked very young, with a smile on his face. He was wearing thin clothes, with his hands behind his back, looking relaxed and indifferent, completely out of place with the freezing, snow-covered Mount Changbai around him.

This person was Ye Chen!

And at this time, Chen Zekai and the others were hiding in the dark 10 meters behind Ye Chen.

Ye Chen told them to watch the show, but not to show themselves.

The driver looked at Ye Chen nervously at this time and said, "Brother, standing here alone in the middle of the night, it looks very weird. It might be a trap specifically for us. Should we just drive into him?"

Fan Linyuan thought for a moment and said immediately, "This person dares to wait for the eight of us here alone. He must not be an ordinary person. There might be some trap waiting for us. We'd better stop the car and walk over to see what's going on!"

At this time, Ye Chen held the Thunder Order, his heart calm.

He dared to block the middle of the road, so he wasn't afraid of the Eight Heavenly Kings driving into him.

This Thunder Order could summon heavenly thunder at any time. If the Eight Heavenly Kings didn't get out of the car and face him head-on, he would simply summon two heavenly thunders to blast their cars off the cliff and end the battle.

Fortunately, Fan Linyuan didn't underestimate the enemy. The two cars stopped slowly at a distance of more than 10 meters from Ye Chen.

Subsequently, the Eight Heavenly Kings got out of the cars together.

Fan Linyuan walked in the front, looked at Ye Chen with the car lights, and said coldly, "Kid, who are you? How dare you block the way of my Eight Heavenly Kings!"

Ye Chen smiled slightly and said, "My surname is Ye, and my name is Ye Chen. I am the most famous live-in son-in-law in Jin Ling."

Fan Linyuan was shocked!

Just when they were in the car, they were talking about this Ye Chen. Everyone was thinking that if Ye Chen were here, they could kill him at once.

But he never dreamed that he would actually appear here!

And this seemed a bit unreasonable.

When he set off, he was still in Jin Ling. Why did he arrive here earlier than himself when he arrived here?

No matter how he thought about it, it didn't seem scientific.

However, he quickly threw this question behind his head, looked at Ye Chen, and asked coldly, "Ye, did you know we would come here early?"

"That's right." Ye Chen smiled indifferently and said, "I thought the Eight Heavenly Kings were some amazing characters. I didn't expect them to be eight old gentlemen. You eight added together should be over 400 years old, right?"

The eight brothers of Fan Linyuan were indeed not young, and the youngest was already over 50, so the eight of them added together were definitely over 400 years old.

At this time, seeing that he and his junior brothers were so despised by Ye Chen, Fan Linyuan was very dissatisfied and said coldly, "Today, I didn't want to take your life, and I wanted to keep your dog life for another day when my eight brothers go to Jin Ling to take your head personally! I didn't expect that you would choose the path to heaven and break into the gate of hell! That's fine, it saves us from running to Jin Ling personally."

Ye Chen laughed, "Take my head? Let's see if you have the ability!"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Fan Linyuan snorted coldly, "Ye Chen, my Eight Heavenly Kings are not famous for nothing. I have been in the Jianghu for decades and have never won by numbers. Today, I will let my youngest junior brother fight for the eight of us! He is known as the Iron Fist Li Yanwang. Dying in his hands, you won't regret it in this life!"

After Ye Chen finished listening, he had a contemptuous smile on his face and mocked, "Iron Fist Li Yanwang? Very good. Today, being able to die in the hands of my true dragon on earth, Ye Chen, is also the creation he has cultivated for several lifetimes!"

At this time, a sturdy middle-aged man among the Eight Heavenly Kings roared, walked to the front, pointed at Ye Chen, and shouted angrily, "You hairy kid, are you worthy of wanting my life? Watch me hammer your dog head with one punch!"

After speaking, his feet were like wind, and he rushed toward Ye Chen rapidly!

That fist, which was bigger than a bowl, was already raised in front of him!

He had practiced boxing for decades, and all his martial arts and hard work in his life were condensed on a pair of fists. Just this punch could smash a stone tablet more than ten centimeters thick, which was absolutely not something ordinary people could resist!

And Ye Chen had already seen through his cultivation at a glance.

He was just a reckless man with a hard fist!

Compared to himself, it was no different from a mantis trying to stop a chariot!

So he didn't dodge or flash, just stood in front of Iron Fist Li Yanwang, with a cold, indifferent smile on his face.

Iron Fist Li Yanwang couldn't believe that this kid despised himself so much. He had already rushed in front of him, ready to hammer his dog head with one punch, but he wasn't afraid at all!

This was looking down on him!

Since that was the case, let you taste the price of looking down on your Grandpa Li!

Subsequently, he had rushed in front of Ye Chen, and his iron fist smashed toward Ye Chen's head!

Fan Linyuan smiled at this time and said indifferently, "Eighth Junior Brother is really lucky this time, picking up such a strange achievement! I believe Old Master Wu will reward him heavily!"

The other junior brothers all showed envy.

In their view, Eighth Junior Brother could have such an opportunity entirely because of the eldest brother's perfection. This kid surnamed Ye was so stupid. If it were them, they could also kill him with one strike!

Chen Zekai, Hong Wu, and Wei Liang, who were hiding in the dark, were all sweating for Ye Chen at this time.

None of them understood why Ye Chen didn't dodge?

But only Ye Chen knew that with the weight of this Li Yanwang in front of him, he didn't need to dodge at all!

At this thought, Li Yanwang's fist wind had already brushed his face!

Immediately after, that fist was already in front of his eyes!

Just when Iron Fist Li Yanwang thought Ye Chen was going to die, Ye Chen suddenly pulled a hand from behind and gently met his iron fist with a seemingly weak fist.

The next moment, Iron Fist Li Yanwang felt as if his fist had been hit by a hard armor-piercing cannonball!

He only felt a burst of pain, followed by the sound of bones shattering!

This light punch of Ye Chen not only directly unloaded all the strength of Iron Fist Li Yanwang's fist, but the powerful force also shattered his right fist, right hand, and right arm!

Iron Fist Li Yanwang instantly let out a miserable wail, and his whole person had already flown backward and fell into the snow with a *thud*!

His seven senior brothers were staring at him dumbfounded at this time, only to see his entire right arm was already bloody and blurry, like a piece of rotten meat that had been blown up by a ten-thousand-ton giant rock.

He was Iron Fist Li Yanwang!

His fist could smash even hard rocks! Any person's body was like tofu under his fist, vulnerable to a single blow.

However, why did his iron fist become tofu in front of Ye Chen's fist?

It was smashed into slag by Ye Chen with one punch!

Who the hell is the Iron Fist?! ===== CHAPTER 587 =====