The next moment, a deep and angry voice came from behind Feng Jianchen.
"Master."
When Feng Jianchen heard this familiar voice, his pupils shrank instinctively, with a look of horror on his face. He endured the severe pain and turned to look at the old man standing at the door, wearing a gray Tang suit, with a look of panic flashing in his eyes.
"Lao Lu, your good apprentice."
Yang Chen stood up, took out a stick from his pocket, lit it, and said lightly.
"Yang Chen, who...are these people?"
Li Xiaoran looked at the two strangers who suddenly appeared in the yard, nervously stepped forward and grabbed Yang Chen's arm.
"An old friend and his blind apprentice."
"You go in first, and I'll take care of the rest."
Yang Chen gently patted Li Xiaoran on the shoulder and gave him a comforting look.
Li Xiaoran's red lips parted slightly, but he hesitated to speak. Finally, he suppressed his curiosity and nodded. Before leaving, he lowered his voice and said, "You have to be careful."
"Don't worry, it's him who should be careful."
Yang Chen's eyes gradually became colder, and when he looked at Feng Jianchen, a sneer flashed across his lips.
After Li Xiaoran turned around and entered the wing room in three steps, Yang Chen turned around and put his hands in his pockets: "Lao Lu, your apprentice, you can handle it. But... we have to change places to avoid scaring my wife."
"Mr. Yang, don't worry, I will definitely give you an explanation for this matter!"
"Walk!"
At this moment, Lu Hean's face was livid with anger, and his big black eyes were like sharp swords that almost pierced Feng Jianchen's heart with thousands of arrows.
He reached Feng Jianchen in a few steps with steady steps. Regardless of Feng Jianchen's injury, he picked him up and rushed out of the door.
Yang Chen followed closely behind, and the three of them soon arrived in the small woods not far from the opposite side of the yard.
"Bang!"
Lu Hean waved his right hand, and the injured Feng Jianchen fell heavily to the ground. Veins popped up on his painful forehead. He was sweating profusely. He held his thigh with a piece of flesh torn off and let out a low wailing sound.
"Mr. Yang, Feng Jianchen is my disciple. If he makes a mistake, I make a mistake."
"It's not an exaggeration to think that such an evil disciple should be crippled."
"How to deal with it depends entirely on Mr. Yang's words!"
Lu Hean looked coldly at Feng Jianchen, who was about to faint from pain, took a step forward, raised his hands and cupped his fists.
"Lao Lu, this apprentice of yours is really shameless."
"But for your sake, I can spare this bastard's life. But he can avoid the death penalty, but he cannot escape the punishment of living. It is certain that his cultivation will be ruined."
"Should you do it, or should I?"
Yang Chen squinted his eyes and stared at Feng Jianchen with a pair of cold eyes.
"Master, I was wrong. Give me another chance. I was also seduced by this ancient dog Song Yuxun!"
When he heard that his cultivation was going to be abolished, Feng Jianchen immediately showed a look of horror on his face. He endured the severe pain and crawled to Lu Hean's feet, hugging his thighs and begging like a bereaved dog.
"snort!"
"If I had known this today, why bother!"
"You've offended someone you shouldn't have offended. It's your luck to save your life today!"
"Mr. Yang, since it was my evil disciple who disturbed Mrs. Yang, how he handles it is entirely up to Mr. Yang himself. I will never interfere!"
After saying that, Lu Hean kicked Feng Jianchen to the ground and took a few steps back, looking like he was righteous and disowned.
"No, no!"
"Mr. Yang, I was just obsessed for a moment."
"Please give me another chance!"
Seeing Lu Hean take a few steps back, Yang Chen slowly approached. Feng Jianchen, who was lying on the ground, had cold sweat on his forehead. He kept clasping his fists and begging, his eyes full of fear: "Mr. Yang, if you destroy my cultivation
Because, I can’t stay in Yinmen anymore. As long as you let me go, I can do whatever you want me to do.”
"Sorry, our family only has one dog, Bell, and it's enough. There is no need to add another one."
While Yang Chen was speaking, he was already standing in front of Feng Jianchen. Seeing Feng Jianchen's pitiful appearance of begging like a dead dog, his right hand suddenly raised and he quickly took a picture of Feng Jianchen's lower abdomen.
This one carries a huge amount of true energy. Although it cannot kill Feng Jianchen, it will definitely shatter his Dantian, dissipate his inner energy, and destroy his cultivation.
And at this critical moment, a strong wind suddenly roared behind Yang Chen, and then he saw Lu Hean's figure quickly attacking, his right hand turned into a fist, and he swung it hard towards the back of Yang Chen's head.
"Damn, they are indeed a bunch of drama queens!"
At this moment, Yang Chen didn't even have the slightest bit of surprise, but instead had a playful smile on his face.
The moment Lu Hean's fist was about to approach, Yang Chen suddenly turned sideways and nimbly dodged it.
"Bang!"
Lu Hean also didn't expect that Yang Chen's reaction speed would be so fast, and he would dodge a sneak attack at a close range of five meters.
But he had no time to retract his own moves.
The next second, Lu Hean's punch hit Feng Jianchen hard on the shoulder.
Accompanied by the sound of bones being broken and dislocated, the grove was filled with Feng Jianchen's screams like he was killing a pig. He huddled together and rolled several times.
"not good!"
At this time, Lu Hean had no time to regret.
The moment he accidentally injured Feng Jianchen, Yang Chen turned around and kicked himself in the abdomen.
Lu Hean was unable to dodge, and the internal energy of his whole body was running. His arms were folded and crossed in front, and they collided heavily with the incoming kick.
The powerful dark power shook Lu Hean's internal organs, and a tearing pain shot through his arms.
His body flew backwards and hit a big tree with a crooked neck. Then he fell to the ground, staggered a few steps, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
"You...your cultivation..."
Lu Hean covered his chest, stared at the indifferent Yang Chen, and asked in horror.
"Speaking of which, your poor acting and disguise skills are too rubbish."
"Are you sure that your Yin Sect is the force behind all the major families in China? Why do I feel that your Yin Sect only raises idiots like you?"
After finishing the round, the cigarette in Yang Chen's mouth still hadn't moved at all.
He put his hands in his pockets, stepped forward slowly, pressed closer to "Lu He'an" step by step, and said with a smile: "That's almost it. You are also a member of the hidden sect after all. You still have to be strong. Let me see who you really are?
My cultivation level is not that good, but I am pretty good at the art of disguise."
"You...how did you find out?"
"My disguise technique makes it impossible for the entire hidden door to be seen through!"
"Lu He'an" asked in horror as he looked at Yang Chen who was approaching him step by step, took a breath of cold air.
"That means you Yinmen have really hot eyes, and it's not because of your skill in disguise. Besides... Lao Lu doesn't even know where I live, so how could I appear in Qingshan Village by such a coincidence."
While Yang Chen was speaking, he had already stood five meters away and finished firing. He immediately raised his hand: "Come on, let me make a move for you once. Don't say that I didn't give you a chance to show your master's style before you die!"
"Yang, since you have seen through it, I, Gong Junnian, will not hide it anymore."
"I know I am no match for you in a single fight."
"But don't forget, there are things in this world that are faster than body movements, such as..."
Gong Junnian lowered his head, murmured, and suddenly grabbed his right hand from his waist, and a dark pistol suddenly appeared in his hand.
"Bang!"
Gong Junnian said nothing and directly pulled the trigger.
The silencer made a mute sound, with a hint of sparks, and the bullet hit Yang Chen at lightning speed.
But the next moment.
Gong Junnian only felt that his breathing became rapid, and a big hand grabbed his throat forcefully. As the strength of the big hand continued to increase, his breathing became rapid.
Gong Junnian desperately raised his head. When he saw Yang Chen standing in front of him with an evil smile on his face, a cold sweat rushed from his back to his forehead: "You... you are a human or a ghost, you... how can you dodge bullets?"
!Could it be that...you have achieved a breakthrough in innateness?"