Yang Chen pretended to be nonchalant, slowly stepped forward and closed the courtyard door to prevent disturbing his wife Li Xiaoran's sleep, and then turned around and walked towards the woods.
Although there was moonlight pouring down, it seemed extremely dark in this dense forest.
But for an innate master like Yang Chen, whose facial features are quite sharp, he can sense the opponent through his voice and the fluctuation of his energy even in the dark night.
"Crack!"
The sound of a lighter rang out in the silent woods, lighting up the cigarette and lighting up the surrounding woods.
He lit the cigarette with his head sideways, but looked around with the corner of his eyes, then took a deep drag on the cigarette, and then said: "I said, you are also an innate master after all, can you be a little bit more aggressive when you go on stage?"
Ge, like a guy like Shen Tao, why do you always hide in the woods? If a good master doesn't do it, why do you want to be an assassin? Do you think I am the King of Qin or you are Jing Ke!"
"Mr. Yang is young, but his martial arts skills have already reached innate levels. I heard before that you shocked everyone at the Donghai City martial arts competition, and even Zhuge Qingyun wanted to worship you as his teacher."
"When I saw him today, he certainly lived up to his reputation."
The next moment, an old and powerful voice came from behind Yang Chen.
As the leaves rippled and footsteps approached, Yang Chen turned around at any time, took out his cell phone from his pocket, turned on the flashlight, and placed it on a branch of a tree nearby, illuminating the opposite side.
Wearing a black martial arts warrior's attire, cloth shoes with thousand-layer soles, white hair, and a beard, he looked to be at least sixty-five years old.
But this person's lower body is very stable, his walking is relaxed and relaxed, and his breathing is very rhythmic. You can tell at a glance that he is a practitioner, and he is also a master.
Especially the temples are slightly bulging, which is different from ordinary people.
This is the change that occurs after an innate warrior gives birth to "qi", and it is also the most intuitive way to distinguish between acquired and innate.
"Let's not talk about bragging. You came to our Qingshan Village in the middle of the night to ask me to brag and chat in the woods."
Yang Chen withdrew his gaze and said lightly.
"Mr. Yang's words are different. I naturally want to do something to you when I come here this time. But seeing that Mr. Yang is so young and promising, of course I will not do anything to your family. I only need to destroy your Dantian and kill you."
Just take it back."
The old man stood with his hands behind his back and walked towards him calmly, but the leaves under his feet spread out in all directions due to the presence of Qi.
"That's fine. Seeing that you still have a little bit of the backbone and discipline of a warrior, I will hold on to you later."
"After all, it's not easy to achieve innateness at such an old age."
Yang Chen took a deep breath and made a decision that went against his ancestors: "Let me guess before you take action. If my guess is good, you should be from the Song family."
"oh?"
"How can I see it?"
The old man stopped and raised his head, a trace of surprise flashed in his deep eyes.
"Simple."
Yang Chen raised his hand and pointed two hundred meters outside the woods: "Young Master Song is over there, right?"
"Listen to sounds and identify objects!"
"Are you in the middle stage of congenital stage?"
When the old man heard Yang Chen's words, a look of horror appeared on his face, and he immediately murmured: "This is impossible. I have been practicing Chinese martial arts for more than forty years before I was lucky enough to break through to the early stage of Xiantian. I am already amazing in Donghai City. How could it be possible?
Such a young innate mid-term powerhouse!"
"You said you are a strong person. A strong person naturally has the talent of a strong person. What surprises you is not necessarily that I can't do it, right?"
Yang Chen narrowed his eyes and smiled.
"this……"
The old man's expression condensed, and he immediately gritted his teeth, raised his hands and clasped his fists: "I am a worshiper of the Song family. You can call me Uncle Fu and teach Mr. Yang's masterful martial arts skills!"
"Old Fu, I see that you are so old. Don't let people think that I bully older people. Otherwise, you'd better leave and I'll just break one of Song Jin's legs."
Yang Chen clicked his tongue and said.
"Mr. Yang, you should know what worship means. Since I am the Song family's worshiper, I must stand up for the Song family at the critical moment!"
"You can't move, Master Song Jin, if the old man is here today!"
"Crack!"
When Uncle Fu said this, a powerful aura suddenly erupted from his body, which was quite fierce.
The next moment, his body was flexible and fast, and he flew forward with an arrow. He raised his hand and punched down from the sky. There were also a few explosive sounds on his body: "Mr. Yang, I will fight with the nine-ring fist in one move."
Meet you!"
"Yes, it's much better than the one at the Main Gate Martial Arts School."
"With your age, Lao Fu, it's really good that you can practice to the sixth ring."
Watching Fu Bo's fists falling, there were countless afterimages. Wherever he went, the woods trembled and leaves fell. Especially the sound of the fists punching behind his back was like a roaring tiger. First of all, his momentum was already a lot stronger.
.
If an ordinary early-stage Xiantian warrior faced Fu Bo's Nine-Back Fist move, even if he had the ability to compete with him, he would still be at a disadvantage in a short period of time.
If it was hit, the internal injuries would probably be stable.
but.
In Yang Chen's eyes, Uncle Fu is good, but far from enough to cause harm to him.
Who told him that the cultivation seal he had just broken through the fifth level a few days ago?
With the current strength of Zhenqi, even if three Fu Bos attack together, Yang Chen can do it with ease.
"Forget it, just give me a slap, I promised you'd be merciful."
"You, the Song family, are shameless, and I am even more shameless!"
Seeing Uncle Fu rushing towards him like a tiger coming down the mountain, Yang Chen let out a long sigh, put the cigarette in his mouth, his right hand suddenly changed into a palm, and he raised his hand and struck out with a palm.
"Bang!"
Yang Chen's right palm collided heavily with the attacking Fu Bo's fists. The invisible energy in the woods vibrated, and the leaves whirled and made a rustling sound.
"Deng Deng Deng!"
The next moment, Fu Bo, who was ready to go, felt a huge force coming from the opposite side. His fists and arms felt numb and tingling. A dark force burst out in the meridians and instantly entered his own organs, trembling.
Organs.
His body was out of control at all. He staggered back a few steps and looked at Yang Chen who stood calmly in place without moving a step with horrified eyes. He endured the severe pain in his body, breathed quickly, raised his head and asked: "You...
You are... dark energy!"
"Lao Fu, don't be so surprised. Isn't it just a dark power? Don't you know how to do it?"
Yang Chen said with an innocent face.
The old man once said that dark energy can only be developed with innate Qi, but there are also people with extraordinary talents in the world who can develop it later in life.
Yang Chen's talent is not very good, but he has mastered An Jin in the middle of the day after tomorrow.
So when faced with Lao Fu's astonishment, Yang Chen also had a look of astonishment on his face.
"puff……"
Lao Fu looked at Yang Chen's innocent face and almost spit out a mouthful of old blood: "Damn... I have been practicing all my life, and I have become so lonely!"