Luo Yan, who came to his senses, was like a wounded beast, glaring at Fang Chen angrily. Although he didn't know what had just happened, there was one thing he could be sure of Fang Chen's ghost.

A majestic liliang secretly gathered in his hand, and the muscles of his whole body bulged. The pounding green tendons told the world about his liliang. Like a raging lion, the man roared like an arrow off the string and rushed towards Fang Chen.

"Oh, that's a pervert. Why do these families have such secret methods? Feeling that fierce aura, Fang Chen knew that Luo Yanzhen had used a secret method. In a short period of time, he raised his liliang to a high-intensity realm. This is a way of playing that ends up together, and no one will use it unless it is absolutely necessary. Because after this rampaging energy, winning or losing means that he is about to die of exhaustion. However, at this time, this is the only choice for Luo Yanzhen.

Fang Chen didn't choose to deliberately avoid it, because the true qi in his body had also condensed to the extreme at this time. In that dark blue shijie, his father once told him that actual combat was the best opportunity to improve his strength, so he knew that as long as he dragged down Luo Yanzhen, he would die of exhaustion, but he still chose to fight him. "Come on. Let the horses come. Fang Chen roared, and the whole person was as if he had been stimulated, and the liliang of his whole body reached the extreme.

This is a duel between the best masters, and even the air seems to be filled with the smell of gunpowder and anxiety. There was a loud "boom", like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and the two slapped each other fiercely. A powerful blast of energy knocked Luo Yanzhen away. Luo Yanzhen flew backwards for dozens of meters, and then slammed into a tree fiercely, and the thick one snapped. However, Luo Yanzhen did not stop, and the powerful liliang prompted him to continue flying upside down, until he hit the second tree, which snapped in response, and he stopped retreating.

Fang Chen took a step back, he resisted Luo Yanzhen's earth-shattering blow, but the bluestone slab under his feet did not resist, cracks like spider webs began to spread out from under his feet, and the originally smooth bluestone pavement cracked into countless tiny stones centered on the place where he stood.

Luo Yanzhen's palm was infinitely powerful, but after all, it could only be raised to the level of the fifth level of the Golden Realm, and it was not at the same level as Fang Chen's level at all. After being hit hard, Luo Yanzhen was unable to gather such a strong internal force for the second time. A familiar and terrifying figure appeared in his pupils—Fang Chen. When Fang Chen's hand fell, it was like a gust of wind. He felt like his whole body was falling apart, and then his shijie was completely frozen. This character who once called for wind and rain in Changnan City left in a hurry.

Fang Chen let out a long roar, and then soared into the air like a goshawk.

Night fell quietly, and thousands of lights in Changnan City were lit up. The Sufu compound was crowded with people, and there was an endless stream, but now the Sufu compound was full of things and people, and many disciples were constantly busy. Now they are the new owners of the compound. All of them had happy expressions written on their faces, they were all born in poor families, and they had probably never seen such a luxurious residence and so many gold and silver treasures in their lives. However, they did not take the robbery of money, food, and women as their important business like those who won the battle. They're busy with everything in an orderly manner. All thanks to Yang Hongbin.

In the hall of Su Mansion, Yang Hongbin has been busy since the guests left. He was coordinating and arranging various affairs to clean up and settle down, from the cleaning of the remnants of the Su Mansion to the placement and disposal of property and personnel in the Su Mansion to the division of labor in the outer defense of the Su Mansion, large and small affairs were arranged in an orderly manner. Mu Yifeng is a rough man, and he may be first-class if he is allowed to dance with a gun and a stick, but he can only stand aside for these things, and at most he is just doing chores for Yang Hongbin. Heroes cherish heroes, I didn't think of Yang Hongbin, and Mu Yifeng couldn't help but show a little admiration at this moment. Fang Chen had already said that Yang Hongbin's ability was not below those old guys who handled state affairs in the court of the Heavenly Dragon Empire. Therefore, after dealing with the affairs of the Luo family, he hid in Su Xiaojing's embroidery building by himself, looking at the various things in the house, smelling the faint fragrance, his heart couldn't help but have a lot of thoughts.

Today was not what he wanted to see, but he had to. All this is Su Zijun's own fault. But Su Xiaojing was innocent, but she injured her with her own hands - a woman she loved deeply. Even if it wasn't his intention, he couldn't escape the blame.

"Xiaotian, I guessed you would be here. The Luo family's matter was resolved. Yang Hongbin appeared behind Fang Chen at some point.

Fang Chen turned around and nodded. Yang Hongbin can always understand his own mind. When he left in a hurry, he did not explain the reason for the incident to Yang Hongbin.

"Su Xiaojingji, it's okay to meet in the sky." Seeing Fang Chen so uncomfortable, Yang Hongbin comforted.

"I hope so, otherwise I will never forgive myself for the rest of my life." Fang Chen said painfully.

Yang Hongbin persuaded: "Xiaotian, you don't have to blame yourself so much, it's not your fault in the first place, everything is God's will." ”