There was silence in the woods, only the sound of the wind.

For a moment, the atmosphere was a little weird.

The monk surnamed Liao stared at the expressions of the two for a while, and then said, "Yan Daoyou, do you know this kid?"

He wanted to catch the beautiful girl as soon as possible, for fear of long nights and dreams.

But this teenager invisibly brought him a lot of pressure.

After many years of traveling abroad and meeting all kinds of monks, he instinctively felt that this young man was very dangerous.

Because in the face of his sharp sword just now, this young man was too calm, and his composure was a little unusual, as if he didn't put him in his eyes at all.

So he had to ask first.

The look of shock on Yan Kuan's face gradually faded, staring at the young man under the tree, a sneer appeared on his face, and said: "Liao Daoyou, this is my own nephew, but unfortunately, people don't seem to want to recognize me at all." ”

The monk surnamed Liao showed a suspicious look in his eyes, but he didn't ask any more.

He had already seen that the young man's eyes looking at Yan Kuan were definitely not between relatives, but with a sense of hatred.

He glanced at the girl leaning against the tree, and said, "Boy, who are you, this girl?

Without waiting for Yan Yuchen to answer, the fox covered his wounds and said weakly: "I am his daughter-in-law, you ugly bastard, suffer death......

A cold glint flashed in the eyes of the monk surnamed Liao, but he didn't do it immediately, but turned his head to look at Yan Kuan and said, "Yan Daoyou, since this kid is your junior, you come to persuade him and let him not ask for hardship, or, you can discipline and discipline." ”

Yan Kuan didn't know that he was afraid in his heart, so he didn't dare to do it first, and he thought that the other party respected him.

As soon as he heard this, he immediately smiled and said, "Thank you Liao Daoyou." ”

Then he looked at Yan Yuchen and said coldly: "Boy, for the sake of the blood of the Yan family in your body, I will spare your life today, lest people say that my six relatives do not recognize me, and I will bully the small." This girl has already taken a fancy to Liao Daoyou, if you don't want to die, leave immediately, don't regret it then!"

Yan Yuchen was still standing in place, motionless, without any sign of getting out of the way.

Yan Kuan's face sank, and he said angrily: "Don't give you face, you don't have a face! Even your weak and weak body, you dare to be strong here? Since you have come here, you must have seen the power of immortal cultivators, not to mention that your father's martial arts have been abolished, even if his martial arts have reached the realm of a grandmaster, I can still kill him in an instant with one finger now, do you believe it or not?"

"Alas......"

The fox sat under the big tree, holding the little white tiger, and couldn't help but sigh softly.

There are so many idiots these days.

Even the monk surnamed Liao could see that something was wrong, for so long a day, you, the master of the Yan family, still couldn't see it?

How the hell did you get to where you are now?

The fox's croaking eyes were full of pity.

"Yan Daoyou. ”

The sense of foreboding in the heart of the monk surnamed Liao became stronger and stronger, and he quietly took a few steps back, but sneered in his mouth: "Since this kid toasts and doesn't eat and drink, he doesn't take you, an elder, in his eyes at all, and he still talks nonsense to him, just do it and let him get out!"

As long as the young man made a move, he could see his cultivation.

If his cultivation was not enough to pose a threat to him, then he would naturally strike immediately, but if the boy was indeed a powerful character, then he would turn around and run, never hesitating.

To survive until now, he relied on his brain.

"Good! good!"

Yan Kuan saw that this kid was ignoring him, where could he still bear it, he laughed cruelly, and swept directly to the front, and as soon as he stretched out his right hand, he grabbed Yan Yuchen's neck.

When he went to snatch Lan Fengyu, he grabbed the young man's neck like this, almost killing the young man.

And now, he is no longer what he used to be, and he has become an immortal cultivator that mortals can't look up to at all!

He didn't use the spirit sword in his left hand.

It's hard to meet someone from outside, and there is still a person who has a grudge, he doesn't want to kill the other party at once, it's so boring.

At least you have to show your skills as an immortal cultivator first, so that the other party trembles, kneels and kowtows, and his face is full of fear, so that it is interesting.

"Boy, tremble!"

Yan Kuan split his mouth, with a smug look on his face, his right hand turned into a claw, and directly grabbed the young man's neck.

Yan Yuchen didn't dodge, nor did he resist, he still stood in place, looking at him quietly.

As for the hand that was clutching his neck, he didn't seem to see it at all.

"It turned out to be a piece of rubbish!"

Seeing this scene, the monk surnamed Liao was stunned for a moment, and then the stone that pressed on his heart finally fell.

He felt a little blushing at the previous caution and caution, and of course, more annoyed.

He didn't hesitate any longer, his body shook, swept in front of the fox, and said with a smile: "Girl, your blood is almost gone, and people are dying, before you die, let me play with it, hahahaha......"

With that, he couldn't wait to reach out his hand, ready to grab her.

The fox said with a pale face: "But, I have AIDS......

The movement of the monk surnamed Liao froze for a moment, and then he laughed even louder, and said with a sarcastic face: "Girl, looking at your eyebrows, you are obviously still a virgin, and you think Liao is a three-year-old child?"

The fox raised his hand with difficulty, pointed at Yan Yuchen's back and said, "He...... His fingers were broken...... He's got AIDS, ...... last night."

The monk surnamed Liao was stunned for a moment, and for a while, he didn't react.

The fox suddenly said loudly: "Brother Chen, help!"

The monk surnamed Liao suddenly woke up, stretched out his hand with a smirk on his face, and said: "That kid can't protect himself, and let him save you, hahaha, girl, or ...... obediently"

Before he finished speaking, his hand stretched out in front of the fox suddenly "snapped" and fell to the ground!

At this moment, a small silver moon slowly rose from his broken extremely neat wrist, and in an instant, it shattered and dissipated.

"Poof!"

At the broken wrist, blood spurted out!

The fox croaked and rolled away in a hurry.

At this time, the monk surnamed Liao was still in a daze.

He looked at the palm that fell to the ground, his mind was blank, and he didn't even feel the slightest pain.

He had absolutely no idea what was going on.

"That's my hand?"

After a few breaths, he muttered with a strange look on his face.

Immediately, a piercing pain suddenly hit my wrist!

"Ahh

He screamed suddenly, threw away the spirit sword in his other hand, and covered his wrist without his palm, and howled miserably as he jumped.

And Yan Kuan, who was pinching Yan Yuchen's neck, stared blankly, looking at the round of silver moon that suddenly appeared in the young man's hand.

No, it wasn't the Silver Moon, but a shining scimitar!

His eyes were almost blinded.

And his hand, which was holding the young man's neck, began to tremble.

He wanted to use his strength to cut the young man's throat, but his whole body suddenly shook like chaff, and he couldn't exert half of his strength in his hands.

"Huh!"

Another round of silver moon flew out of the scimitar in the young man's hand.

Then, the monk surnamed Liao, who was extremely powerful in his eyes, suddenly stopped howling, and his head fell directly from his neck.

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(End of chapter)