"You, you...how dare you humiliate me?"

The man in white was furious in an instant: "I can't beat her, can I still beat you? Today, I want to let you understand that the strong man on the Tianlist is so terrifying! Go to die!"

After the words came, he raised his hand suddenly and slapped Lu Chen's back with a palm.

"don't want!"

The three women's faces changed drastically.

I wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

I could only watch the man in white's iron palm hit Lu Chen's back firmly.

"Bang!"

A loud bang.

Lu Chen, who was beaten, sat still, as stable as Mount Tai.

Instead, the man in white who hit people ejected out like a cannonball and was knocked away more than ten meters away on the spot.

Finally, he crashed into the window and smashed it down from the second floor, just at the feet of Fan Jian and others.

"Senior Brother?!"

Looking at the man in white who fell out of thin air, everyone was startled and quickly helped him up.

Didn’t you say that you could get the back? Why did you fly in front of them?

"Senior Brother, how are you? Is it okay?" Fan Jian asked tentatively.

"puff!"

The man in white squirted out blood, directly spraying Fan Jian's face.

It seems to be asking, are you talking about something?

After vomiting blood, the man in white trembled his hands and pointed at the window and looked scared: "Run...Run! There... there are monsters!"

After saying that, his head tilted and he fainted.

"monster?"

Everyone looked up at the second floor and looked at Lu Chen Ruyuan Rumo's eyes, and they were immediately frightened.

"run!"

Fan Jian did not dare to hesitate and quickly ordered someone to lift the man in white into the car. Then he blew the accelerator and left quickly.

Under Fan Jian's urging, the vehicle was running lightning all the way and did not dare to slow down at all.

More than twenty minutes later, the vehicle creaked and stopped at the door of an ancient house.

The ancient house has high walls, blue bricks and black tiles, and covers a wide area. It is in the form of a courtyard house, which has a very ancient charm.

"dad!"

"Master!"

A group of people carried the man in white and ran into the ancient house in a hurry.

Running and shouting, the noise was very loud.

"What happened?"

A middle-aged man with a tiger's back and bear's waist and gray hair on his hair walked out of the living room.

This person is Fan Jingang, the leader of the Yin-Yang Sect.

"Jian, why are you so hurt?"

After seeing Fan Jian limping, Fan Jingang couldn't help but frown.

"Dad, I'm better. Look at the elder brother, I'm only hanging in one breath." Fan Jian cried with a sad face.

"What?"

Fan Jingang looked closely and changed his face in an instant: "Who did it? Who hurt my disciple like this?"

"Dad, this matter is a long story, so you should save the person first." Fan Jian felt a little guilty.

Fan Jingang did not dare to ask too much, so he quickly took out the healing pill and fed it to the man in white, and then used his true energy to regulate his breathing.

"Ahem..."

After about a stick of incense, the man in white finally opened his eyes.

But the horror on his face never dissipated.

The palm just now had a deep shadow on him.

He never dreamed that with all his strength, he not only failed to hurt Lu Chen, but also shocked himself to a serious injury.

The dignity of the powerful man on the Tianlist was trampled to pieces.

"Ming'er, who hurt you like this?" Fan Jingang asked in a deep voice.

This is his best disciple and successor to the future sect leader.

“Master…”

Looking up at Fan Jingang, the man in white cried directly: "Master! Is it good to go back to Jiangbei tonight? I won't attend any bullshit martial arts conference, wuwu..."

"What do you think of a big man crying? What's going on?" Fan Jingang frowned.
Chapter completed!