"I didn't expect you to drink so well, next time we have a chance, we will get together again!" Cheng Feng looked at Yang Chen and said.

Yang Chen smiled coldly and ignored it, his steps were a little unsteady.

In the past, this little wine was nothing.

It's a pity that wine is not intoxicating, people are drunk.

"You slow down!" Wu Qiaoyun hurriedly caught up, hugged Yang Chen, and said worriedly: "Are you okay?

After all, after drinking two bottles of liquor, anyone who looks at it feels a little scary.

"It's okay!" Yang Chen said lightly, not paying attention.

Although Yang Chen said this, Wu Qiaoyun was still very worried, and he supported Yang Chen vigorously and walked downstairs cautiously.

Two people walked up on the opposite side.

Seeing these two people, Yang Chen's eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly, and some of the alcohol in his body was also expelled.

Since he cultivated, Yang Chen couldn't get drunk even if he wanted to, and he always involuntarily expelled the alcohol.

However, this time, Yang Chen noticed the difference between the two people in front of him.

The two of them walked steadily, and the strength of their hands and feet between walking was definitely not something that could be practiced in an ordinary gym.

And there is a trace of killing intent between the eyebrows of the two people, which doesn't seem so simple.

But Yang Chen didn't think too much about it, and still walked down with a drunken appearance.

After the two of them saw Wu Qiaoyun, they couldn't help but take a look at it, and said at the same time: "Look at this woman, she is so beautiful!"

"What is this, have you forgotten Yang Zuo's envoy who caught a glimpse of the stage two days ago?"

"You said Yang Chenxi?"

"No, how did I hear that it was called Yang Xin?"

"I don't know, it seems to be surnamed Ye!"

"Who knows, this person's background is very mysterious, but it's really beautiful!"

……

Hearing the conversation between the two people, Yang Chen stopped abruptly.

No matter how hard Wu Qiaoyun tried, he couldn't pull Yang Chen anymore, so he couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with you?"

"Stop!" Yang Chen said coldly.

The two of them were stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but turn around and look at Yang Chen.

At this moment, Yang Chen was still half drunk, his eagle eyes flashed with coldness, staring at the two of them, and asked in a cold voice: "Who is the Yang Zuo envoy you just said?"

From the conversation between the two people, Yang Chen seemed to be able to feel a trace of something strange from it, and subconsciously felt that this matter must be related to Ye Xin!

"Who are you!" The two saw that Yang Chen had lost his previous drunkenness at all, and his eyes were shining, as if he was not an ordinary person.

"Answer my question!" Yang Chen was strong, with a commanding tone in his voice.

The two of them frowned and looked at each other.

In Anseong, this is their chassis, and no one has ever dared to speak to them in such a strong tone.

"Do you know who we are?" one of the men in a plaid shirt stared at Yang Chen and said coldly.

Yang Chen stared at them, "I don't care who you are, if you don't answer my question, don't think about leaving!"

"You're looking for death!" the two men were furious, clenched their fists, and showed the muscles of their upper bodies.

The one who wore the plaid shirt even jumped out of the buttons of the shirt, revealing a burst of strong muscles.

Wu Qiaoyun was frightened by the momentum exuded by the two people, and hurriedly pulled Yang Chen and said, "You, don't make trouble, let's leave quickly!"

She thought Yang Chen was drunk and was playing drunk.

Yang Chen stretched out his arms to protect Wu Qiaoyun behind him, and said in a deep voice: "You stay away, don't hurt you!"

He could see that the strength of the two people in front of him was probably not simple.

The two of them came down the stairs and glared at Yang Chen, ready to make a move.

Yang Chen snorted coldly and took the lead.

One punch!

Boom!

The man on the other side also punched him.

Pedal!

Yang Chen was caught off guard, he didn't expect the other party's fist to be so hard, and the strength was so great, he was shocked to take a step back.

That man didn't end up so well, his whole fist was red and swollen, blood flowed, and he fell down the stairs, unable to speak in pain.

Seeing this, the other person's pupils couldn't help but shrink.

He didn't expect that when he met a random person at KTV, it would be such a hard stubble.

However, here is their chassis, no matter what, they can't afford to lose the field!

"Look at the move!" the man roared angrily, and his fists were smashing towards Yang Chen.

Yang Chen also greeted him.

Four fists clashed, banging.

Even Wu Qiaoyun, who didn't know how to fight on the side, saw this scene and felt a pain in his flesh, this was all a fist-to-flesh battle!

The person who fought with Yang Chen was shocked, he was already a rare good player in Ancheng, but it was extremely difficult to fight with Yang Chen, and he obviously felt that he was not the opponent of the other party at all.

He didn't understand when such a master appeared in Anseong.

Yang Chen was also a little surprised.

The battle between the two people is a fist-to-flesh battle.

And Yang Chen could also feel that the other party had already used all his strength.

Although his strength was not yet able to compete with himself, Yang Chen was surprised that the other party's external kung fu was so powerful!

In the normal way, there is a limit to the strength of the human body and the speed of various reactions.

Whether it was the Wolf Tooth Clan, or the people of the Shura Palace, their physical training had been squeezed to the limit by Yang Chen, and if it weren't for the cultivation exercises, it would have been difficult for them to continue to move forward.

However, now Yang Chen found that the few people in front of him had surpassed the limit in some aspects of their kung fu.

For example, the body's ability to resist blows, a punch down, as if hitting a hard plastic plate, and the opponent's strength is also very large, sometimes even feel that the opponent's arm is like an iron bar.

How did you practice this kind of external kung fu?

Yang Chen was surprised.

"Ahh

When Yang Chen saw this scene, his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

He felt the power in this punch and quickly took the lead.

Yang Chen flashed to the side suddenly, and his fist smashed this person's soft underbelly!

Boom!

The force of this punch was extremely powerful, and it directly smashed the person to the ground and smashed it to the ground.

Boom!

The stairs were smashed directly, and several people fell to the fourth floor!

Such a big movement immediately attracted a lot of people.

The two men lay on the ground spitting blood, in pain.

Wu Qiaoyun struggled to get up from the ground, with a frightened face.

Yang Chen ignored the discussions and exclamations of many people, grabbed two people, and asked in a cold voice: "Who are you talking about that Yang Zuo envoy?"

The two of them looked at Yang Chen in horror, fearing that Yang Chen would be killed, so they hurriedly said, "Yes, it's the Yang Left Envoy of the Nine Venerables!"

"What's his name?"

"Yang Chenxi!"

"Yang Chenxi?" Yang Chen frowned for a while, always feeling that this name was a little weird.

"Who is he?" Yang Chen asked.

"No, I don't know! We, we only saw a silhouette, yes, a very beautiful woman!"

"Tell me carefully!" Yang Chen immediately asked.

The two of them shook their heads for a while, saying that the man was wearing a robe, and when the wind blew, he only saw a very good figure outline, and he didn't even see what it looked like, but he knew that this person was Yang Zuo's envoy, and even the name was heard by others. Please Baidu "Throw Book Network" Thank you for your support!