In the small courtyard, Shi Potianzheng was fighting fiercely with a group of masked female cultivators.

He also didn't notice that Yan Sen, who had been keeping a low profile these days, had quietly appeared outside the private room of Gou Fugui and Wu Xiangwang.

boom!

Yan Sen, with a cold look on his face, pushed open the door to the wing.

Gou Fugui and Wu Xiangwang were so frightened that they almost jumped up and couldn't help but retreat backwards and hid behind the table.

Separated by a table, it seemed to give the two of them a sense of security.

There is no other way. Yan Sen, who has a gloomy face now, looks murderous and makes people feel frightened.

Yan Sen's eyes were cold, and he stared directly at Gou Fugui and Wu Xiangwang, who were both terrified by what he saw.

Gou Fugui reluctantly laughed twice, and said in a calm voice: "Yan, Senior Brother Yan, do you have anything to do with us?"

Yan Sen said nothing, just stared at them coldly.

Gou Fugui was really frightened by his oppressive eyes, and his voice became lower and lower. The last few words were as quiet as a mosquito, and he could hardly hear them clearly.

Wu Xiangwang's body also involuntarily moved backwards, subconsciously moving away from this gloomy Yan Sen.

For a moment, the three of them were silent, and the atmosphere became more solemn.

In this environment, Gou Fugui and Wu Xiangwang were almost breathless.

Don't forget that he couldn't bear it any longer, so he found another topic and asked.

"Senior Brother Yan, the fighting is so fierce outside, what happened?"

When Yan Sen heard this, his eyes narrowed and his expression became even colder.

When Wu Xiangwang saw this, he couldn't help but shrink his neck. He didn't know where he said the wrong thing, but it seemed that he had provoked this cold man.

Don’t forget that you are scared and can’t help but want to retreat.

At this moment, the change suddenly increased!

Sonorous!

There was a flash of cold light, and amidst the sound of clanking swords, a sharp sword was unsheathed. Yan Sen held it in his hand, pointing at it from a distance and not forgetting it.

Being pointed at by the long sword that shone with cold light, Wu Xiang Forget was so frightened that his soul was dying. His eyes were filled with fear, and he waved his hands and shouted.

"Senior Brother Yan, you, what do you want to do? Don't get excited, don't get excited, swords don't have eyes!"

But no matter what he said, it was useless. Yan Sen's eyes were full of murderous intent, and his aura became more and more ferocious. He seemed to be a tiger out of the cage, ready to kill people!

Yan Sen gave a low shout, and with a sharp sword like frost, he swiped the ground, pierced the air, and with a strong wind, he went towards Wu Xiang Wang to kill.

The sword is shining with fierce light and murderous intent,

Poor Wu Xiang Forget is just a handyman disciple.

With low moral character and weak strength, he had no power to resist Yan Sen's attack and could only scream with his eyes closed.

laugh!

The fierce wind brushed against Wu Xiang Wang's neck and stabbed hard.

Amidst the screams of "Don't Forget", the long sword seemed to collide with something, and it actually made a sound of gold and iron.

Don’t forget, he was sweating profusely, he was in shock, and his heart was soaring that it almost jumped out of his throat.

At this time, he just woke up from a dream. Yan Sen didn't seem to be trying to deal with him, but there seemed to be someone behind him?

Subconsciously, Wu Xiangwang turned around and looked around, only to see a figure appearing in the shadow behind him. The figure was very close to him, and he could reach out and catch him.

What a risk, what a risk!

Just now, if Yan Sen hadn't taken action in time, he would have been arrested.

Don’t forget that the grateful smile on your lips has frozen before it can bloom, and your eyes show surprise and fear.

What did he see?

Originally, it was supposed to be a long sword that could cut iron like clay. At this moment, it was strangled with one of the fleshy palms of the figure. Unexpectedly, it failed to cut off the fleshy palm of the figure with one sword. Instead, it made the sound of metal and stone clashing, faintly capable.

Seeing the sparks of gold and stone, the long sword seemed to be suppressed by the palm of flesh.

This, how is this possible?

Is the human flesh palm already harder than a long sword?

Yes, this man's fleshy palm is harder than a long sword that can cut through iron like mud!

Yan Sen felt cold in his heart and his eyes were full of solemnity, knowing that he was in big trouble this time.

The whole body is as hard as iron. This is a power that can only be possessed by a monk whose physical body has broken through to the realm of copper skin and iron bones.

The physical strength of the person in front of him seemed to be even stronger than that of an ordinary bronze-skinned, iron-bone-level person.

You must know that the green steel sword in Yan Sen's hand is a treasure passed down from his family. It is made of thousand-year-old green steel. It can cut iron like mud and break hair by blowing it. It is extremely powerful.

But now, he suddenly had the illusion that his green steel sword seemed to have struck a piece of ten-thousand-year-old iron essence. The opponent did not move at all, but the force of the shock made the jaws of his palms numb.

What kind of terrifying physical strength is this?

Yan Sen narrowed his eyes slightly and carefully looked at his opponent's appearance.

I saw that the man was very handsome, with a dignified appearance, bright eyebrows, and always a faint smile on his face.

Combining this person's appearance and unparalleled strength, Yan Sen's heart moved and he basically guessed the person's identity.

Under Uncle Zhong, the leader of the four accomplices, Brother Ang, whose strength is unfathomable!

In the beginning, he was the one who fought against Shi Potian, forcing Shi Potian to sacrifice his life to use the Maoshan Ji Da Technique. In the end, Shi Potian almost physically collapsed and died.

Yan Sen's eyes narrowed and he thought to himself that it was terrible. This person's strength was unfathomable and he was definitely no match for him.

What happened today is troublesome!

Sure enough, Ang Ge smiled slightly, let go of the green steel sword, and stood up with his hand away.

"Yan Sen, right? I'm here today for the sake of Gou Fugui and Wu Xiang Wang. You let me take them away. We don't interfere with the river. Don't stop me, and I won't embarrass you. How about that?"

His tone was gentle and seemed to be questioning.

However, his eyes were sharp and full of condescending pressure, which made people feel frightened.

There is no room for negotiation!

As long as Yan Sen dares to say even half a word "no", he will suffer a ruthless blow from him like a storm.

Yan Sen had a sullen face and said nothing.

When Gou Fugui and Wu Xiangwang saw it, they both became anxious and started shouting loudly.

"Senior Brother Yan, don't listen to him. He must have arrested us for the location of the Maoshan Sect's treasury. If we don't follow him, save us!"

Ang Ge smiled slightly and said calmly, "Perhaps, you think that with your strength, you can delay it for a while. After all, a few days ago, Shi Potian risked his life to achieve this. Your strength seems to be better than that then.

He is strong. But let me tell you, it was just a dream!"

The smile on Ang Ge's face disappeared little by little, and his eyes became sharper, full of heart-stopping pressure.

"I can tell you that at that time, I was not in a hurry and wanted to let Shi Potian go. Now, I am in a hurry! If you dare to stop me with one move, I can kill you within one move!

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When Yan Sen heard this, his eyes flickered slightly, as if he was shocked by Ang Ge's domineering aura. His face turned pale and his body swayed.

He smiled bitterly, "Brother Ang, you are wrong! At first, my strength might be a little stronger than Shi Potian's. But since I went to Xiao Qingshan Chen's Mansion, Yun Zhong personally taught Shi Potian the Maoshan Ji Da technique.

He taught me nothing, and from that time on, my strength has been inferior to that of Shi Potian!"

When Brother Ang heard this, a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the murderous look in his eyes slowly dissipated.

At this time, he heard Yan Sen's dissatisfaction with Yun Zhong.

He seemed to have seen that victory was waving to him.

Ang Ge smiled slightly and said with a victor's attitude: "So, you plan to..."

Yan Sen smiled faintly, raised the green steel sword in his hand, and attacked Ang Ge with lightning speed.
Chapter completed!