As soon as Yang Chen finished speaking, among the four worshipers who gathered around him, a man who looked like Li Kui angrily held his sandbag-sized fists. Judging from the thickness and traces of the skin on the back of his hand, he should be practicing the iron sand palm technique.
A kind of external skill.
Not to mention the muscles, the muscles all over the body were shaking as if they were breathing, full of anger.
"Who are you?"
Yang Chen looked up and down at this man who was wearing big black pants and flip-flops. He had a big head with a black bandage on his forehead. His dark skin looked quite linear, and he asked.
"Huang San!"
The man's voice was low and hoarse, and with every step he took, his calf muscles were twitching, as if he was accumulating strength.
"John Doe?"
Yang Chen glanced at the man next to Huang San, bared his teeth and smiled.
"Exactly!"
Li Si also nodded slowly, immediately opened his posture, took out a nunchaku from his waist, and performed a series of dazzling performances. To be honest, it was dazzling, and it was a good way to seduce girls.
But in Yang Chen's eyes, this kind of thing is of no use.
"Your name is too ridiculous..."
"Forget it, let's go together."
Yang Chen shrugged his shoulders, his pupils slowly retracted, and he looked at the people coming up from the corner of his eye. The true energy in his body quickly began to mobilize and spread throughout his body.
moment.
Huang San and others all felt that Yang Chen's aura had undergone earth-shaking changes, standing like a sharp sword in the center.
far away.
Song Yuxun's expression was solemn, his lips were slightly opened, he took a deep breath, and muttered: "Could it be that...there is really such a talented person in the Chinese martial arts world, who has reached the middle stage of innate cultivation at a young age?"
"Young man named Yang, give me a slap in the face!"
Huang San couldn't hold it in any longer.
As a tribute to the Song family, when had I ever been so humiliated?
He rushed over like a fierce tiger, raised his hand and palmed it, and the heavy palm force turned into a hand knife, which fell from the sky and quickly struck Yang Chen's face.
Li Si and Wang Wu next to them both started to move.
Including Uncle Fu, the four people came from four directions and used their strongest strength and tricks to surround Yang Chen.
"Yang Chen, be careful!"
Next to the BMW
"It's two times, it's worthy of worship!"
Feeling the power coming from four directions, Yang Chen's eyes jumped quickly, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he murmured: "Old man, fortunately I just broke through your fourth layer of seal, otherwise this move would have caused the Buddha to explode.
The palm is really useless!"
"Dad, do you think Yang Chen is a match for Uncle Fu and the others?"
Song Jin got out of the crowd, looked at Yang Chen who was surrounded but stood motionless, and lowered his voice and asked.
"If even the four great ministers of our Song family are no match for him, look at the entire Donghai City, who else is his rival?"
"Those old guys from the Hidden Gate won't interfere in our family's affairs!"
"hiss……"
When Song Yuxun said this, there was a sudden flash of panic in his eyes, and he took a breath: "Is this kid a member of the Yinmen?"
"Hidden door?"
This was the first time Song Jin heard this name. He murmured. Just as he was about to ask something, he heard several people from the Song family exclaiming. The attention of both father and son fell on Yang Chen.
on the body.
"Boy, get down here!"
Huang San was the most arrogant, with a strike of iron sand palm, it had the power to break up mountains and rocks, and there was an explosion sound in the air.
This is a move that will break Yang Chen's legs.
Li Si and Wang Wu are not simple either. They are both masters who have entered the innate realm.
With the blockade formed by four people, it is really difficult for ordinary martial arts warriors to hit four kicks with one punch.
"Whoosh!"
At this critical moment, the true energy in Yang Chen's body suddenly exploded. He stepped on the spot with his right foot and jumped up, nearly three or four meters into the air.
"What?"
Uncle Fu looked at Yang Chen who was leaping up, feeling the rising power of Qi, with a solemn look on his face, and suddenly shouted: "Quick, get out of the way!"
"I'll give you a high-end game!"
"Prajna Buddha Palm!"
And at this moment, Yang Chen's body fell from the sky, pushed down with a palm, and the air made an explosion sound.
The domineering Qi forms a powerful oppressive force in an instant.
An invisible giant palm of true energy descended from the sky, seemingly carrying bursts of Sanskrit sounds.
The three and four Huangs on the ground didn't even have a chance to dodge. They just felt an invisible force pressing down from the sky.
The internal organs were vibrating in an instant, the blood was boiling, and the four of them knelt on the ground.
At this moment, Yang Chen has already landed.
With four consecutive palm strikes, Fu Bo, Huang San, Li Si, and Wang Wu were knocked away, and they all fell at Song Yuxun's feet.
silence!
At the door of the Song family mansion, the only silence left was the breathing of the Song family disciples who were watching, and the heavy groans of Uncle Fu, Huang, and others.
"This... is so awesome!"
Chang Wanting is the eldest daughter of the Chang family. She has seen offerings from the Chang family, but she is no better than Uncle Fu.
Yang Chen can break through four innate realms with one move, which is simply a magical skill!
"Crack!"
Yang Chen calmly took out a cigarette and lit it. The lighter made a soft sound, bringing everyone back to reality.
"Dad...is this still a human being?"
Song Jin's voice trembled, his body trembled a little, and he said tremblingly.
"Yes and no!"
Song Yuxun clenched his fists tightly and squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth, feeling a chill on his back.
"I'm sorry, I haven't used this boxing technique for a long time, I almost stopped it."
"Otherwise, you will become Barbie!"
Yang Chen took a deep breath of cigarette, and then his eyes fell on Uncle Fu and others lying on the ground. He immediately raised his head and walked slowly towards Song Yuxun and his son.
"Quick, block it!"
Song Jin looked at Yang Chen approaching, quickly pushed a few trembling warriors to the front, and stepped back.
"Master Song, now... is the compensation of 50 million still enough?"
Yang Chen put his hands in his pockets, stood seven or eight meters away from Song Yuxun, and said with a smile.
"not much!"
Song Yuxun didn't even think about it and nodded decisively: "Mr. Yang, give me two days. After two days, I guarantee that 50 million will be credited to your card."
"I'm just talking."
"Give me five million, and the rest will be used as medical expenses for Lao Fu and Huang San."
"If nothing happens, I'll leave."
After Yang Chen finished speaking, he glanced at Song Jin, turned around and left.
"Mr. Yang, wait a moment!"
Seeing Yang Chen turn and leave, Song Yuxun quickly took a few steps forward and shouted.
"What else?"
Yang Chen turned his head and asked.
"I would like to ask, is Mr. Yang a member of the Hidden Sect?"
Song Yuxun clasped his fists, his eyes filled with fear and respect.
If he is really from the Yin Sect, let alone the Song family, even if the four major families join forces, there will only be one result, and that is that the four major families will be eliminated overnight.
The power of the Hidden Sect is only worthy of entry in the early innate stage.
"no!"
"They don't deserve it!"
Yang Chen was stunned, shrugged his shoulders, then got into the car with Chang Wanting, stepped on the accelerator and drove away.
for a long time.
Looking at the BMW in the distance, Song Yuxun took a deep breath.
"Master, we are incompetent."
Uncle Fu and others staggered to their feet, bowed and clasped their fists, their eyes full of guilt.
"It has nothing to do with you."
"This Yang Chen's strength is too terrifying. Let alone the four of you, even if I join him in the attack, we are no match for him."
"Just now, he didn't try his best!"
Song Yuxun said solemnly, feeling lingering fear in his heart.
"Master, are you saying...that this boy's martial arts cultivation has reached the middle stage of Xiantian?"
Huang San covered his chest, looking unwilling to do so.
"more than!"
Song Yuxun was still sane. He waved his hand and felt helpless: "I am afraid that the shame of our Song family today can only be solved by relying on the old priests at Yinmen!"