In just a few minutes, seven or eight people from Mo Wu fell to the ground. Only the curly-haired man could stand, but at this moment his legs were weak and he couldn't even run away!

thump!

The curly-haired man finally couldn't stand the pressure and knelt down directly and begged: "Mr. Ye, please let me go, I will never dare to offend you again!"

"Go down and apologize to my parents!"

Ye Chen glanced at him coldly, then slapped out a fire cloud palm.

"ah!"

A scream came from the empty Dujuan Mountain. The next second, the curly-haired man was full of fire and burned to ashes in the blink of an eye!

“…”

Seeing this, Shadow and Vajra looked at each other. When did the Palace Master learn such strange skills?

"Fire Cloud Palm?"

Seeing this, Wang Dabiao looked at Ye Chen with envy and smiled: "Master, I didn't expect the island master to pass on this unique skill to you. Congratulations!"

"It's time to make a decision with the Leng family!"

Ye Chen did not answer Wang Dabiao, and turned around and looked at Leng Tianyou coldly.

“Aba Aba…”

Leng Tianyou saw Ye Chen looking at him and was so scared that he peed his pants on the spot, but he couldn't speak, so he could only shake his head with fear on his face, signaling Ye Chen not to kill him!

"Shadow, act according to the plan, and I will have someone pick you up in the provincial capital!"

Surprisingly, Ye Chen did not kill Leng Tianyou, and after saying this, he walked straight down the mountain.

"Sect Master, wait for us!"

Wang Dabiao was stunned and then quickly chased after him: "Sect Master, these people are all ants, so when will we go to the five major sects?"

"If you are anxious, just go by yourself!" Ye Chen said lightly.

"Ahem, I don't dare!" Wang Dabiao's old face turned red and reminded: "Master, we have limited time, so don't forget this!"

"Don't worry, I'll make arrangements freely!"

After Ye Chen finished speaking, he had already walked to the foot of the mountain. He got into the car and took out his cell phone and called. Soon, a slightly hoarse voice came from the other end of the cell phone:

"Mr. Ye, you finally contacted me!"

"Xiang Wentian, my people will go to the provincial capital tonight. You can take them to the Leng family!" Ye Chen said lightly.

"What?"

Xiang Wentian was shocked when he heard this and asked hurriedly: "Mr. Ye, are you sure you take the initiative to attack the Leng family?"

"I don't want to do it either. They forced me! Don't ask so much. Take the time to send your son to Ningzhou, and I will treat him!"

"Okay, I'll prepare now!"

Xiang Wentian knew that Ye Chen was determined to do the Leng family, and the only thing he could do was to keep one mind with Ye Chen.

Provincial capital, Lengjia Ancient Castle.

That’s right, the only Leng family in Tiannan Province built an ancient castle, which not only demonstrates its unique identity, but also reflects its strength.

At this moment, in the castle hall, all the core figures of the Leng family gathered here.

The head of the family Leng Duan was wearing a Tang suit, with a rosy complexion, sitting upright on the Taishi chair made of gold, holding a pair of white marble fitness balls in his hand and turning constantly, making the sound of white marble rubbing from time to time.

On the left and right were two sons, the eldest son Leng Shuifeng and the younger son Leng Ming, who looked seven or eight minutes alike.

Next is the two grandsons of the Leng family. They lowered their heads and played with their phones, as if they didn’t care about what was about to happen tonight!

"Father, Mr. Mo has been there for a long time. The matter should be done, right?" Leng Ming asked at Leng Duan.

"Don't worry!"

Leng Duan smiled faintly and said with a relaxed face: "Old Mo is a martial artist in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and he is more than enough to deal with that boy Ye Chen, not to mention that he took away the Leng family's masters to protect the hospital!"

"hiss......"

The boss Leng Shuifeng took a deep breath, raised his hand to look at the time, and said worriedly: "Dad, we can't mutter that boy!"

"What do you mean?" Leng Duan frowned.

"You have heard about the Changyang ring competition. Ye Chen is not weak!" Leng Shuifeng said.

"Hmph! So what if he is in the foundation building stage?" Leng Ming curled his lips disapprovingly and said bluntly: "Old Mo broke through the foundation building ten years ago, and was close to going further. How could Ye Chen be Mo's opponent?"

"That's true!"

Leng Shuifeng felt it made sense and couldn't help but nod, but the next second his son Leng Jun laughed.

"Boy, we're in a meeting, you're just laughing!"

Leng Shuifeng glared at Leng Jun angrily. In fact, he still has a daughter, but the Leng family has an unwritten rule that only males are allowed to participate in meetings whenever there are major events, but this kid doesn't seem to take it seriously at all!

"What, Dad, what did you say just now!" Leng Jun took off his headphones and asked with a smile.

"why are you laughing!"

"I'm listening to Deyun Club's crosstalk, I'm so laughing!"

“…”

Leng Shuifeng really wanted to suck his mouth, but he thought about it and was still biological, and he never could do it.

Leng Ming smiled without a trace when he saw this. The more Leng Jun was not good, the better, so that his son would be more qualified to inherit the Leng family in the future.

After a few minutes, Leng Duan said slowly: "Leng Ming, call Lao Mo. You should say it when things are done!"

"good!"

Leng Ming took out his cell phone and dialed it out, but after calling for a long time, no one answered it. He kept reminding the user that he was not in the service area.

"What the hell is it? Why aren't you in the service area? What does it mean?" Leng Ming was stunned.

At this moment, a servant hurried into the hall. Leng Duan frowned and scolded:

"What's going on? Don't you know we're having a meeting?"

"Old, old, old... Master is not good, someone has brought one thing to the Leng family..." The servant was confused and stuttered, and said to Leng Duan with panic on his face.

"Send something? Who?" Leng Shuifeng said suspiciously.

"Xiang, Xiang Wentian, there are two more men!" The servant swallowed and said with difficulty.

"It's outrageous!"

When Leng Ming heard that it was Xiang Wentian, he was furious and said, "This traitor dares to come, he is really looking for death!"

"You ask them to bring in with things. I want to see what Xiang Wentian wants to do!" Leng Duan snorted coldly.

"yes!"

The servant wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and hurriedly bowed and retreated.

After a while, Xiang Wentian came in, and there were two men following him, one of whom looked like an iron tower and was carrying a large cloth bag in his hand. The Leng family could smell a disgusting smell of blood from afar!

"What the hell is so smelly?"

The person who spoke was Leng Xiao. He was Leng Ming's only son. At this moment, he was pinching his nose and looking at Xiang Wentian and others with disgust.

"Xiang Wentian, I didn't expect you to come to my Leng family. You are so brave!" Leng Shuifeng scolded.

"I was entrusted by Mr. Ye to send some gifts to the Leng family!" Xiang Wentian said in a calm tone.

"The person named Ye asked you to give a gift?"

Leng Duan frowned. He could see from Xiang Wentian's attitude that there was absolutely nothing good!

"Old man, here is the gift!"
Chapter completed!