I'm invincible from the start, you can do whatever you want

The old man was very angry.

"Master Huang Mei, Master Kong Hui, what do you mean?" Hua Bei from Hehua Temple was the first to question in the crowd.

Huang Mei just glanced at everyone lightly, and then said in a calm tone: "It doesn't mean anything, I just don't want to give it."

Hearing this, Hua Bei's face became very ugly, so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip out: "Huang Mei, are you doing this to go against all the forces in our Western Regions?"

Although the others did not speak, from their expressions and attitudes, it was obvious that they were on Hua Bei's side.

"Humph, have you all forgotten that I am the strongest person in the Western Regions!"

Huang Mei suddenly raised his voice, and a strong aura emanated from his body.

Then, the terrifying pressure of the fifth-grade martial saint spread in all directions like a tide, making everyone present feel short of breath.

It was not until this time that everyone realized that Master Huang Mei looked amiable at ordinary times, not because he really had no temper, but because he simply disdained to show his emotions easily. Judging from the current situation, Huang Mei was already angry.

In the face of absolute strength, the so-called "alliance" that was originally put together by various forces collapsed in an instant.

In the crowd, someone couldn't wait to say: "Master Huang Mei, everything is a misunderstanding, we don't mean that, all this is Hua Bei's instigation."

As soon as the voice fell, others also echoed, saying that they were instigated by Hua Bei.

"You..."

Hua Bei widened his eyes and stared at the people who betrayed him in front of him in disbelief.

Just a moment ago, these people vowed to stand with him, but everything changed in just a moment!

This made Hua Bei so angry that he trembled all over and couldn't even say a complete sentence.

As the saying goes, "The first bird to stick its head out gets shot."

At this moment, Hua Bei was undoubtedly the bird being targeted. He never thought that he would be betrayed so ruthlessly.

Before he could recover from the shock, a crisp and loud slap suddenly hit Hua Bei's face hard.

This slap came so fast that Hua Bei had no time to react at all.

The person who made the move was Huang Mei, who seemed to have just casually swung the blow without using his full strength.

However, although this slap was not too heavy, it was a great shame for Hua Bei.

As the abbot of Hehua Temple and the second best master in the Western Regions, he was actually humiliated in public. How could Hua Bei bear this?

Hua Bei roared with a face full of anger and ferocious expression: "Old thief Huang Mei! Do you think you can do whatever you want just because you are the strongest person in the Western Region?"

Obviously, Hua Bei tried to occupy the moral high ground to condemn Huang Mei, but he seemed to have forgotten that this is a world where power is the key to superiority, and it is obviously useless for him to do so.

Before he finished speaking, there was a crisp sound of "slap", and another loud slap fell heavily on the other side of Hua Bei's face.

The force of this slap was so strong that Hua Bei flew backwards and spit out blood.

"Hua Bei, who gave you the courage to speak rudely to me!"

At this moment, Huang Mei no longer had his usual friendly expression. Everyone felt that he was extremely unfamiliar, but after thinking about it carefully, they were relieved. Perhaps this was Huang Mei's true face.

As the strongest person in the Western Region, how could he allow others to challenge his authority?

Huang Mei's face was as gloomy as water, and his eyes were extremely cold, sweeping through everyone like two streaks of frost, as if to freeze them completely.

Wherever his eyes went, everyone felt a piercing chill, trembling all over, and cold sweat dripping down their foreheads.

Seeing this situation, how could everyone dare to delay for a moment? They hurriedly stepped aside to make way, fearing that they would anger Huang Mei and end up like Hua Bei.

And Hua Bei, who was knocked to the ground by Huang Mei's palm, could only watch Huang Mei leave unwillingly.

Perhaps because there was too much reluctance in his heart, Hua Bei spit out another mouthful of blood, and his breath became weaker and weaker. Although he was surrounded by the previous "allies", no one dared to step forward to lend a hand due to Huang Mei's deterrence.

At this time, the farce that happened in front of the Fulai Inn fell into the eyes of Ye Yu not far away.

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he murmured softly with a smile: "Well... the play is well sung!"

There is something in his words.

A bit of praise.

Hua Bei dragged his seriously injured body back to Hehua Temple, but he was not in a hurry to heal his wounds. Instead, he went directly to the back mountain.

The back mountain of Hehua Temple has always been a forbidden area of ​​Hehua Temple. No one except the abbot is allowed to enter, because there is a shocking secret hidden in it that only the successive abbots know.

As soon as he stepped into the back mountain territory, a biting cold breath surged like a tide, making Hua Bei, who was already seriously injured, feel like falling into an ice cellar, and his injuries became more serious.

However, Hua Bei seemed unaware of this and continued to move forward.

At this moment, a strange and inexplicable voice, neither male nor female, came from the depths of the back mountain, mixed with some obvious gloating.

Obviously, the person who made this voice already knew that Hua Bei was in a bad condition at the moment.

"What? You figured it out!"

However, Hua Bei did not answer.

Seeing this, the owner of the voice didn't seem surprised. He smiled lightly, revealing a hint of sarcasm in his tone: "Haha, it seems that you are still so stubborn! But it doesn't matter, I have plenty of time to accompany you. You have deep resentment and endless hatred in your heart. I guess you came here this time to let me give you some more strength! After all, only with enough power can you realize your wishes..."

These words echoed in Hua Bei's ears like a magic sound, and every word was heart-piercing. Hua Bei clenched his fists tightly, and his nails sank deeply into his palms. He remembered the humiliation he suffered today and the powerlessness of having no power.

Hua Bei sneered: "Since you already know, why do you need to test me again?"

Hua Bei took a deep breath and said firmly: "Give me a little more strength!"

Then, a burst of sneers sounded: "Look at your tone, do you really think of me as your servant?"

Hearing this, Hua Bei sneered: "You were imprisoned here by the ancestors of my Hewu Temple, aren't you a slave of my Hehua Temple! No, to be precise, you are my slave now. As a slave, you must be obedient. Do you want to be tortured again?"

Obviously, Hua Bei was sure that the owner of this voice would give him what he wanted.