At the same time, the figure of Wudao's calm breath slowly walked out of the crowd, and the eyes of Chen Qingyang and the others looked over one after another.

When they saw the middle-aged man who was the leader of the five, Chen Qingyang and Li Qingluan's expressions were slightly stunned.

The person who came was none other than Fang Conghe, the river god with the name of Yanhuang and Huang, who they met in Suzhou City two days ago, but they didn't expect him to appear here at this moment.

Feeling the aura of Fang Conghe and the other five people, a trace of disdain clearly flashed in Ling Beijian's eyes.

People who don't have the strength of the late stage of condensation, even if they come to Ling Beijian, they don't care.

"You two, this is a public place, it is forbidden for martial artists to fight with each other, please don't embarrass me." Fang Conghe said with a grim face, and at the same time looked at Ling Beijian with a solemn gaze, he could feel the horror of this young man.

"What are you to dare to point fingers at me? Get out now! Ling Beijian said unceremoniously, with murderous intent in his eyes.

Obviously, he didn't know who Fang Conghe and the five of them were.

Chen Qingyang had already reined in the momentum on his body at this moment, and he knew that there was a way to follow the river, and this fight would definitely not be successful.

Maybe Fang Conghe's five people together were not Ling Beijian's opponents, but Chen Qingyang believed that as long as Fang Conghe showed the Yanhuang Order, Ling Beijian would definitely not dare to act rashly.

People who dare to provoke the Yanhuang organization in public, there is definitely such an existence in Huaxia, but it definitely does not include Ling Beijian and the Ling family where he is located, even the alliance of the Outer Eight Gates almost destroyed Yan Huang back then, no matter how strong the Ling family is, it can't withstand the combined power of the Outer Eight Gates.

Fang Conghe silently took out a silver token from his arms, the front was written in ancient characters with the word "Yan Huang", and the back was a lifelike four-legged dragon.

This is a token unique to the Yanhuang organization, and Chen Qingyang also had one back then, but his token is golden, representing the status of the boss of the font name.

When he saw the Yanhuang token that Fang Conghe was holding, Ling Beijian's cold pupils shrank suddenly, the expression on his face changed slightly, and the killing intent on his body disappeared in an instant.

"You're Yanhuang?" Ling Beijian asked through a slight gritted tooth.

Yan Huang's unique token, Ling Beijian was no stranger, and he did not doubt the authenticity of the token in Fang Conghe's hand, because no one dared to pretend to be Yan Huang's person.

"Yan Huang Huang Brand, River God!" Fang Conghe said indifferently.

The Yanhuang Organization is the patron saint of China, and it absolutely prohibits powerful warriors from fighting in public, and once discovered, they will not be spared.

Back then, two half-step innate realm martial artists accidentally spread to an ordinary village because of personal grievances, and more than 100 people in the village were all killed under the threat of their battle.

These two half-step innate martial artists have a good background of power behind them, and they originally wanted to solve the problem through private affairs, but unfortunately the Yanhuang Organization didn't pay attention to it at all, and killed the two martial artists who fought privately on the spot to warn the world!

Although Ling Beijian is the righteous son of Ling Chengfeng, his status in the Ling family is not low, not to mention the Ling family, those super families and sects, there are not many people who dare to provoke him, so he has also developed his arrogant and arrogant extreme character.

But there is one organizational force, not to mention Ling Beijian, even his father-in-law Ling Chengfeng will definitely not be able to provoke him, and that is Huaxia Yanhuang.

Although the strength of Fang Conghe and the others in front of him was not in Ling Beijian's eyes, even if he had the courage to take him again, he would not dare to make a move against the five of them.

"Exactly!" Fang Conghe's face was still indifferent.

Ling Bei Jian reluctantly retracted the momentum on his body, and at the same time looked at Chen Qingyang viciously.

"Count yourself lucky today, I will keep your head for the time being, and he will come to pick it up in person one day!" Ling Beijian said in a cold voice.

With the people of the Yanhuang organization, Ling Beijian had to choose to retreat and avoid.

"If you dare to come, I will dare to let you come and never return!" Chen Qingyang was also not to be outdone.

There is a strong enemy for no reason, Chen Qingyang is not afraid, no matter how strong Ling Beijian is, it can only become a stepping stone on his martial arts journey.

"Humph!"

Ling Beijian snorted coldly, turned around directly, and strode towards the outside of the mall.

Jiang Liuli glanced apologetically at Chen Qingyang and Li Qingluan, and then reluctantly turned around and followed Ling Beijian.

Chen Qingyang wanted to raise his hand to keep Jiang Liuli, but in the end he chose to give up.

His current strength is not qualified to compete with the Ling family at all, and forcing Jiang Liuli to keep it will only make things worse and worse.

One day in the future, he has the strength to ignore the Ling family, and he will definitely set foot on the Ling family in person.

Not for anything else, just for that promise that doesn't count as a promise.

After Ling Beijian and the others left, Fang Conghe slowly walked to Chen Qingyang.

"Why are you here?" Chen Qingyang asked suspiciously.

If Fang Conghe and they didn't show up, today's battle between him and Ling Beijian would really hurt the innocent, but fortunately, Fang Conghe arrived in time.

"Commander of the Green Emperor, this is not the place to talk, follow me!" Fang Conghe bowed slightly and said, then turned around and left first.

As soon as the four people behind him heard the words "Blue Emperor Commander", their originally cold expressions couldn't help but change greatly, and they looked at Chen Qingyang in horror for a few times, and then quickly followed the river above.

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Chen Qingyang could see that Fang Conghe did not appear here by chance, he seemed to have come to him on a special trip, but he just happened to encounter the scene where Chen Qingyang and Ling Beijian were preparing to fight.

The two followed Fang Conghe and the others to a sparsely populated park.

"I've seen the Blue Emperor Commander."

The four members of the yellow number shouted respectfully towards Chen Qingyang for the first time, with obvious excitement in their eyes.

Even though they all knew that Chen Qingyang had left Yanhuang a year ago, the prestige of the Qing Emperor had long been engraved in their hearts and had always been an existence they admired.

"I've already left Yanhuang, you don't need to be so polite." Chen Qingyang hurriedly said.

"No matter where you are, you are our Yanhuang Qingdi." A thin man said.

"That's right, our ghost Buddha commander once said that in the Yan Huang, the person he admires the most is the Qing Emperor who leads you, and the battle with the Heavenly Evil Gate back then, if you didn't come forward, more than half of our yellow brothers may not be able to come back, this kindness, the brothers have always remembered it." The other said excitedly.

Chen Qingyang shook his head slightly, the other party's words touched a painful string sealed in his heart, and a gloomy color obviously flashed in his eyes.

Fang Conghe seemed to notice Chen Qingyang's strangeness, and hurriedly stopped the four of them from talking, and then looked at Chen Qingyang.

"Commander of the Blue Emperor, who was that just now?" Fang Conghe asked.

The other party is only in his early twenties, but his strength is terrifying, Fang Conghe thinks that he is not his opponent, and he must have a great future.

"He's from the Ling family." Chen Qingyang sighed silently, and his mood seemed to be a little low.

"The Ling family of the Eight Great Families?" Fang Conghe asked with a slight startle.