"Hand over Song Fan quickly, otherwise, our Yang family will definitely massacre the Song family today!"
On the street in front of the Song family's mansion, harsh shouts and curses rang out one after another, spreading far away, so that no one dared to approach the street.
I saw that this street was occupied by a large group of people. There were hundreds of people. They were holding swords. The swords were shining and the swords were shining. They surrounded the Song family's mansion. Looking from a distance, there was a huge flag on it.
It's a big "Yang" character.
These are the troops of the Yang family in Donglin County. Anyone who cares will stay away when they see the word "Yang" on the banner. The Yang family in Donglin County is the most wealthy family in Donglin County, not ordinary people.
Affordable.
At this moment, Song Junwei stood in front of the mansion with a gloomy look on his face, looking at the wolves and tigers of the Yang family opposite, and kept beating in his heart. The power of the Yang family spread all over Donglin County, how could the mere Song family be able to compare with it? The other party said
If you want to bloodbath the Song family, you can say it and you can do it.
He now only hopes that Song Junlei can capture Song Fan and hand him over to the Yang family to avoid this disaster.
"Where is the head of the Yang family?"
A powerful voice came, making Song Junwei's eyes suddenly light up.
Song Fan strode out of the mansion with his head held high, and the powerful voice was clearly made by him. Song Junlei followed him with a group of guards.
"Song Fan, you evil beast!"
"Kill Song Zhen first, then Song Zixi. You can even kill your own children. You are simply a beast in disguise!"
"Now that the head of the Yang family has come to question him, why don't you just surrender and arrest him?"
When Song Junwei saw Song Fan appear, he shouted angrily, then punched out of the air, and a fierce energy surged down his arm and charged towards Song Fan.
"Song Junwei is a despicable and shameless villain!"
"He wanted to convince me with lightning speed and hand me over to the Yang family to please the Yang family."
The tip of his eyebrows arched slightly, and Song Fan immediately knew what Song Junwei had planned.
"Little trick!" Song Fan shouted in a low voice, and stretched out his arms sharply, blasting the oncoming energy. After a few muffled bangs, the fierce energy disappeared.
Song Junwei's majestic face suddenly changed, and he was about to take action again. Song Junlei, who was following Song Fan, blinked at him several times, and the corners of his mouth twitched violently several times before suppressing the urge to take action again.
"Excuse me, who is the head of the Yang family?"
Song Fan ignored Song Junwei, looked at the Yang family's large group of people, and asked.
Under the banner of the Yang family, a mighty and rugged middle-aged man strode out, carrying a thin young man in Chinese clothes in his hand. He looked at Song Fan with piercing eyes and said in a cold tone: "
I am Yang Honglie, the head of the Yang family, and you are Song Fan?"
"Yes, I am none other than Song Fan." Song Fan said in a neither humble nor overbearing tone.
The young man in colorful clothes Yang Honglie was holding in his hand was who else if he wasn't Yan Lei.
When Song Fan saw this scene, he immediately understood that the reason why the Yang family knew that he had killed Yang Yun so quickly was probably because of the letter reported by Yan Lei.
"Take a closer look, is this person the murderer of Yun'er?" Yang Honglie looked at Yan Lei holding it in his hand and asked in a deep voice.
"Yes, it's him, Song Fan from the Song family, the former good-for-nothing disciple." Yan Lei nodded like a fool.
"What a good boy, how dare you kill members of our Yang family? Tell me, how do you want to die?" Yang Honglie's face became ferocious and terrifying, and his eyes revealed a cold light.
"Death?" Hearing this, Song Fan's face turned cold. Looking at the posture of the Yang family, he would definitely not give up until he was killed, but he would never surrender without mercy.
"Hmph!" Yang Honglie snorted coldly and said calmly: "If you dare to kill members of my Yang family, there is no place for you in the huge Donglin County. You must die. I want to see who dares to protect you today.
you."
Yang Honglie looked at Song Junwei: "Master Song, do you have any opinions?"
"No, no, I, the Song family, have no objections. If Brother Yang wants to kill this kid, just do it."
"This man not only killed Yang Yun, but also my sons from the Song family, Song Zhen and Song Zixi, were brutally murdered by him. His heart is extremely vicious. If he is not eliminated now, he will most likely become a demon in the future."
"Even if Brother Yang doesn't come to investigate, according to the rules of our Song family, this son will be quartered."
Song Junwei said repeatedly, with a look of resentment on his face. Song Fan killed his biological sons Song Zhen and Song Zixi one after another. Naturally, he held a grudge and said bad things.
"Yes." Yang Honglie nodded with satisfaction. He stood upright and didn't move at all. He waved his hand and grabbed Song Fan, "Dragon Captor!"
Relying on the fact that he was a strong man in the True Qi Realm, Yang Honglie waved his hand and grabbed him casually, trying to capture Song Fan without even using 30% of his strength.
"Yang Honglie's Dragon Capturing Hand is much stronger than Yang Yun's."
A big hand made of condensed true energy pressed down hard on Song Fan, trying to capture him.
He immediately felt tremendous pressure. Yang Honglie's strength had reached the True Qi realm, and the Dragon Capturing Hand he performed was the real Dragon Capturing Hand, and was not comparable to the half-hearted Dragon Capturing Hand performed by Yang Yun.
Although Yang Honglie's dragon-capturing technique was only performed casually, no one could underestimate him due to his strength in the true energy realm.
"Drink!" With a low voice, Song Fan shot out both palms, one palm at a time, and slapped it on the big hand made of condensed energy. In the blink of an eye, he slapped dozens of palms, and only heard a few muffled bangs.
, the big hand formed by condensation of true energy was unexpectedly shattered by his brute force.
"Huh?" Seeing Song Fan neutralize the dragon-capturing hand, a look of anger flashed across Yang Honglie's face, but he was secretly surprised in his heart.
"Good boy, no wonder Yun'er fell into your hands, you really have some skills." Yang Honglie said with a sneer.
In his opinion, no matter how powerful Song Fan is, facing a genuine Qi Realm powerhouse like him, there is only one way to die.
Yang Honglie's big hand suddenly clenched into a fist, and just when he was about to take action again, a palm suddenly pressed on his shoulder, and then a soft word came into his ears.
"To deal with such juniors, why does father need to do it himself? Qi'er can do it."
In the Yang family's camp, a young man with a slender, straight body and broad shoulders strode out, passed Yang Honglie, and walked in front of Song Fan.
"That's fine, Qi'er. With you taking action, my father will feel relieved."
Yang Honglie looked at the young man who walked out, feeling a little worried in his heart, but thinking of the latter's true energy level, this worry immediately dissipated without a trace.
No matter how powerful Song Fan is, he is still at the peak of his training.
And this Yang Qi has reached the realm of true energy. The difference between the training stage and the true energy state is heaven and earth. Others may not know the difference, but Yang Honglie knows it clearly.
"Yang Qi, Yang Yun's biological brother!"
The young man walked up to Song Fan and said in a provocative tone.