These black-clothed people should have practiced the technique of joint attack, and they have a good basis for advancing and retreating, and there is quite a tacit understanding between attack and defense. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

If the ordinary acquired person falls into their encirclement, he will definitely be captured alive by them within three or five moves.

But Song Yan is not, he is an innate grandmaster.

As the so-called one force breaks through ten thousand laws, after entangling with them for a few moves, the operation of eighty percent of the true yuan, poured into the fists, with the momentum of fighting in all directions at night, a chain of explosions.

"Bang bang!"

A series of crashing sounds rang out, and the eight black-clothed men besieging him all screamed and flew away, smashing into the living room.

"Innate Grandmaster!"

Seeing this scene, the black-clothed middle-aged man led by him suddenly changed color, and he never dreamed that Song Yan, a high school student, would actually be an innate grandmaster.

"Who are you?"

Song Yan stepped out, his eyes staring at the middle-aged man in black.

The middle-aged man in black took a deep breath, forced himself to suppress the shock in his heart, and said, "Song Yan, I am sent by Mr. Nangong Yuntian, I hope you will come with me." ”

"Nangong family!"

Song Yan's color changed slightly, he had expected that sooner or later he would officially tear his face with the Nangong family, but he didn't expect this day to come so quickly, since the people of the Nangong family came to arrest him in person, this shows that the Nangong family should know that he has a certain connection with the Blood Rose.

There are two channels for the Nangong family to know, one is from the mouth of the blood rose, and the other is that it may be the whistleblower of the gold medal killer.

If it is the first possibility, then Blood Rose's situation is worrying, and it is very likely to be captured by the Nangong family.

Thinking of this, there was a gloom in his eyes, and he sneered: "Nangong Yuntian is the boss of the dignified group, how can he have time to invite me to a high school student?"

The man in black at the head said with some embarrassment: "This is not something that I, a person at the moment, can know, Song Yan, please look at Mr. Nangong's face and come with us!"

"Okay, I'll go with you. Song Yan pondered for a moment and said, as the so-called tiger son can not enter the tiger's den, the Nangong family is powerful, even if he can escape today, he can't escape tomorrow, besides, he still remembers the uncle's family in his heart, so he must go this time.

Seeing that Song Yan agreed, the man in black led by him was a little surprised, thinking of this, he felt that it was necessary to tell the third master that Song Yan was the innate grandmaster.

Go downstairs, get in the car, and go straight to Nangong's house.

Fifteen minutes later, the car drove all the way into Nangong's house and stopped in front of a hall.

"Song Yan, it's here, please get off. The man in black at the head said quite politely, no matter what, Song Yan is an innate grandmaster, even if he is an enemy, he should be given some respect with this strength.

Song Yan nodded, stepped out of the car, and walked towards the hall.

There were only three people in the hall.

One sitting, two standing.

The one who was sitting was about forty years old, with a national character face, and he had the majesty of a superior person on his body, it should be Nangong Yuntian, and the two people standing were two old men with excellent spirits, their eyes were full of meaning, if Song Yan guessed correctly, they were all powerful warriors.

Song Yan stood still in the middle of the hall, his eyes swept over the three people, and he said, "I don't know if Mr. Nangong brought me here, what advice do you have?"

"Bang!"

Nangong Yuntian slapped the table and said sharply: "Song Yan, you are so bold, you dare to collude with Blood Rose to assassinate my son, are you guilty?"

"Oh?" Song Yan seemed to be a little surprised and said, "Mr. Nangong has misunderstood, I don't know any Blood Rose, let alone assassinated your son." ”

"You still dare to quibble!" Nangong Yuntian stared at him coldly.

If Mr. Nangong came to me today because of this matter, then I don't think there is anything to talk about between us, then I will leave, after all, it is getting late, and I have to go to school tomorrow!"

Seeing Song Yan who turned around and walked out of the hall, Nangong Yuntian couldn't help but be furious.

"Presumptuous, how can my Nangong family come if you want to, and leave if you want!"

"What's the matter? Could it be that the Nangong family is still the Longtan Tiger's Den?" Song Yan turned around and asked with a smile.

Looking at Song Yan's appearance, Nangong Yuntian became even more angry in his heart, and instructed the old man on the left: "Second Elder, take down this kid who doesn't know the height of the sky!"

"Young man, you are too arrogant, this is not a good thing!" The second elder stepped out, and he crossed a distance of three or four meters and came to Song Yan two meters away.

"You should be frivolous when you are young, old man, do you think I am right?" Song Yan asked with a smile.

The second elder looked slightly stunned, and then said: "The young man is very sharp-tongued, the old man is here to teach you how to do it!"

As soon as the words fell, the second elder took another step and slapped Song Yan's chest with a palm.

The opponent's palm is straight and straight, which is not exquisite, but it is better than the power of the palm, and as soon as he makes a move, there is a compelling momentum.

Song Yan knew that the other party wanted to test his depth.

Since this is the case, just as he wished, he waved his palm at the eighty percent true yuan.

"Boom!"

The two palms collided in the void, and suddenly the energy exploded, making a loud noise.

"Pedal, pedal, pedal. ”

Song Yan took three steps back in a row to stabilize his swaying body, while the second elder remained immovable, for a while, there was a trace of solemnity in Song Yan's eyes, this second elder was probably a master of innate duality.

"The young man's strength is good, he can actually catch the palm of my eight successful powers!" the second elder said with some surprise, and he also found that Song Yan's true qi was not dispersed, and it was extremely pure, although he didn't take a step back, but his whole arm was a little numb, and because of this, he was surprised, at a young age, how could his true qi be so polished.

"Really, then try again!"

Song Yan snorted coldly, took the initiative to attack, and the true yuan in his body fully exploded, and urged the first form of the stormy waves.

"Huh!"

The Second Elder let out an exclamation, because he found that Song Yan's palm technique was extremely exquisite, and it also had a strange force field, which had a great impact on his body.

In desperation, he could only raise his palms to greet him.

It's just that when his palm first touched Song Yan's palm, he secretly screamed that something was wrong, because a surging force poured out of Song Yan's palm and slammed into his body brutally.

"Hmm!"

With a muffled snort, the second elder retreated again and again, but Song Yan would not give him a chance to breathe, and played the second form of the stormy waves.

The palm came out, like a rolling wave, and the force field involved was even more powerful, which made the second elder feel that he was in the ** sea where the waves were rolling, and he had become extremely small, and at the same time, Song Yan's figure in his eyes also became blurred.

"Bang!"

A palm appeared on his chest like a ghost, and it was heavily imprinted.

"Poof!"

The second elder spurted blood and flew up.

"Not good!"

The old man's face on the other side of Nangong Yuntian changed sharply, his figure flew out, and he pulled out an iron rod more than a foot long from his waist, and flew out, suddenly forming a thick stick shadow, enveloping Song Yan inside.

"Good time!"

Song Yan turned around, and the third form of the frightened waves was aimed at another old man.

"Bobo!"

With a series of bursts of energy, his palms slapped the old man's chest and lower abdomen respectively, and then the other party screamed and flew out.

And Song Yan chased after him, silently reciting the puppet magic power in his heart, pointing at the center of the other party's eyebrows, and suddenly, a little black light did not enter his mind, and at the same time, the old man's eyes became dull.

[Author's digression]: I recommend a book "Perspective on the Divine Eye" that was put on the shelves at the same time