The corners of Chen Beifeng's mouth rose, and he said softly: "Thank you!"

"Haha, I scolded you for being a waste, and you still thanked me? It seems that you do have a problem with your brain. ”

Yang Yu smiled even more joyfully.

Tang Yun was angry when he saw this.

Chen Beifeng is the strong man in her heart, but the strong should not be so cowardly.

She couldn't help but scold, "Chen Beifeng, you are really a waste!"

Chen Beifeng ignored it and said to Yang Yu: "I thank you because you gave me a reason to beat you." ”

"What?" Yang Yu was stunned.

Before he could react, Chen Beifeng's fist had already smashed into his eye socket.

Boom!

Suddenly, Yang Yu felt a whirlwind of the sky.

Chen Beifeng stretched out and stabilized him to prevent him from falling.

"Don't rush to fall, let me see first. ”

Chen Beifeng was like looking at an unfinished handicraft, looking at Yang Yu's eyes bruised and swollen for a moment.

"You, you dare to move with me!"

Yang Yu was furious, ignoring the imbalance caused by brain dizziness, and waved his arms to start a war with Chen Beifeng.

The guards and disciples were not idle, and they had already rushed towards Chen Beifeng.

However, when they saw Chen Beifeng easily holding Yang Yu's arm, making Yang Yu unable to move, they stopped.

Chen Beifeng's face showed a look of dissatisfaction with the "handicraft", and said lightly: "The panda eyes are out, but they are too monotonous, and you have to add a little color to your cheeks." ”

After that, another punch hit Yang Yu on the other cheek.

In this way, Yang Yu's face has panda eyes on the left and red and swollen cheeks on the right.

Chen Beifeng nodded with satisfaction, "Well, that's not right." ”

Tang Yun on the side, as well as the guard disciples, were already dumbfounded at this moment.

Especially the guard disciples, although Yang Yu has focused on his acting career over the years, his fighting strength has never regressed, and among Fei Lao's disciples, he can definitely rank in the top ten.

But such a disciple who is deeply valued by Fei Lao and has good strength was actually abused by Chen Beifeng like a toy puppet.

This kind of difference in strength made the guard disciples gasp one after another, and they were afraid that they were fortunate that they didn't move with Chen Beifeng just now.

Tang Yun came back to his senses, his face flashing with a faint joy.

"This is the man, this is the strong!"

But after the joy, she also realized that this was Hefu, but Chen Beifeng, a person who was not from the Fei Sect, broke into Hefu and beat the disciples of Hefu, which was an insult to the master.

"Chen Beifeng, you let go of Senior Brother Yangyu!"

Tang Yun stepped forward and supported Yang Yu, who had fallen into a semi-fainting state.

A pair of sharp eyes glared at Chen Beifeng, and she said angrily: "The surname is Chen, don't go too far, you want to avenge your wife, just come to me Tang Yun, why beat my senior brother!"

Tang Yun didn't think much about it, he just felt that Chen Beifeng was making trouble in He Mansion just to avenge Zhao Youfu.

At this time, Fei Lao, who could hear the movement, came to the attic in an electric wheelchair.

He couldn't help but be surprised when he heard Tang Yun shouting Chen Beifeng's name.

After all, this is the front hall of Hefu, and those who have not been invited will not be able to enter at all.

"What's going on?"

As soon as Fei Lao came out of the attic, he saw the bruises on Yang Yu's face, and then he looked at Chen Beifeng again.

My heart suddenly rejoiced!

Fei Lao pointed at Yang Yu and stammered and asked, "Xiao, Beifeng, did you do this?"

"Do you have an opinion?" Chen Beifeng asked angrily.

"No opinion, no opinion!"

Fei Lao suddenly grinned and smiled like a child.

This stunned the guards and disciples.

His apprentice was beaten, but as a master, not only was he not angry, but he also laughed so happily!

Of course, the disciples couldn't understand Fei Lao's joy.

Originally, Fei Lao was completely sure that Chen Beifeng was frivolous and arrogant, and it was difficult to become a big deal, but now seeing Yang Yu's blue nose and swollen face, Fei Lao knew that he hadn't looked away before, Chen Beifeng was really a genius in martial arts, otherwise how could he beat Yang Yu down.

"Beifeng, you have this talent, you have to cherish it. Fei Lao said.

Chen Beifeng sneered, "Don't talk about these useless things, go and call your junior brother over." ”

"Call him?" Fei Lao's expression froze.

Although Fei Feng is Fei Lao's younger brother, the relationship between the two is very unharmonious, and even if they live in the same mansion on weekdays, they also have an attitude of not getting along with each other.

"Yes, didn't he make a bet with me? If you want to gamble, you have to come out obediently and admit defeat. Chen Beifeng said.

When Fei Lao heard this, he suddenly came back to his senses.

Before, he didn't take the bet between Fei Feng and Chen Beifeng seriously, because he didn't think that Chen Beifeng could understand the tablet at all, but now hearing Chen Beifeng say this, Fei Lao's heart trembled.

"North wind, don't you, you've been, you've ......"

Fei Lao was speechless, excited and surprised, hitting his nerves.

"Nonsense, I said it last night, it's just the basic heart of martial arts. ”

Chen Beifeng said, laughing faintly, "And last night I overestimated the difficulty of the heart trick, and thought that it would only take one day and one night." ”

"Can you really understand the monument?" Fei Lao was still incredulous.

Chen Beifeng glanced at him: "Why do you old man talk so much nonsense." ”

Fei Lao was silent for a few minutes, trying to control the emotions in his heart.

The stele has been in Feizongmen for 500 years, and the heads of the past dynasties have spent their lives to climb over the stele. When Fei Lao had just inherited the position of the head of the family, he had sworn that he must crack the content of the stele, but now, after the age of old, Fei Lao is already desperate for the stele.

And Chen Beifeng cracked the stele with just one glance last night, and he completed his cultivation in only one day. Such a miracle made Fei Lao have a dreamy illusion.

He suffers from gains and losses, he can't believe it, and he is afraid of believing it wrong.

"North Wind, you stretch it out for me to see. After some inner struggle, Fei Lao spoke.

Chen Beifeng looked impatient, he knew what Fei Lao was going to do, so he directly clenched his fist in front of Fei Lao, "You old man is really grinding, if you want to probe my strength, just probe, hurry up." ”

Fei Laoshuang trembled, as if what was in front of him was not Chen Beifeng's fist, but a priceless treasure, which made him cautious.

After putting his palm on Chen Beifeng's fist, Fei Lao's face suddenly turned pale.

"This, this kind of strength," he ...... panicked.

He could sense that Chen Beifeng's strength had surpassed him.

A full fifty years of martial arts cultivation was surpassed by a young man overnight!

Such a cruel fact made Fei Lao not know whether to be sad or happy.

"Sure enough, sure enough!" Fei Lao let go of Chen Beifeng's fist.

"Now I can let your junior brother come over. Chen Beifeng said.

Fei Lao nodded and looked at the guard disciple, "Go and call Fei Feng." ”

Soon, Fei Feng lazily arrived at the front hall.

"It's really rare and rare, senior brother, you actually took the initiative to find me. Fei Feng looked surprised.