Chen Qingyang slammed up from the ground, blood stained his eyes, and a bloodthirsty cold glint burst out from his eyes.

"Whoosh!"

Without any pause, Chen Qingyang punched again.

He knew that in the face of Luo Zhen at this moment, he had no chance of winning.

But—

He had to fight, and he would do whatever it takes.

"Roar!"

There was a cracking sound in his throat, like thunder.

This time, Chen Qingyang went completely crazy!

The blood seemed to arouse the beast power in Chen Qingyang's body, and a pair of bloody iron fists smashed wildly.

Desperate and indomitable!

Seeing this scene, almost all the people present trembled, and some even covered their eyes, not daring to look directly at this bloody scene.

Rao is Luo Zhen has been licking blood from the knife all year round, but at this moment, in the face of Chen Qingyang's madness, a chill actually rose in his heart.

Because he could feel the power of Chen Qingyang's unexploded punch, it was a few points stronger than the previous punch.

Such a weak state can still exert such terrifying combat effectiveness, if Chen Qingyang in his heyday, Luo Zhen thinks that he is definitely not his opponent.

He must be dealt with quickly!

Luo Zhen no longer kept his hand, and the strength of his whole body gathered in his palms, and he slammed towards Chen Qingyang.

Luo Zhen has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, laying a solid foundation for his body, and later, under the recommendation of his father, Luo Zhen worshiped under a master of external skills who cultivated iron sand palms and became his closed disciple.

In just the past ten years, Luo Zhen defeated his master strongly, a pair of iron sand palm kung fu has long been out of the blue, he returned to the Luo family and began to take over the Luo family's business, less than three years to become famous on the road, but also won the title of "iron palm Luo Zhen".

Now in order to defeat Chen Qingyang as quickly as possible, Luo Zhen couldn't care about anything else, and used his iron sand palm with all his might, shaking out bursts of terrifying winds.

Under Luo Zhen's all-out attack, Chen Qingyang was defeated again, and in just a few breaths, his body didn't know how many palms he had endured by Luo Zhen, his sternum and ribs began to break, and heavy blood gushed and splattered from his wide open mouth.

But Chen Qingyang still did not fall, and the instinct to fight still filled his mind.

"Roar!"

Chen Qingyang roared, and the dantian once again frantically poured out a thick ball of power, continuing to support Chen Qingyang in the battle.

His strength has long been exhausted, and now he is squeezing the limit of the dantian, and the "I Ching Tendon" is also running automatically and crazy at this moment, and the power in Chen Qingyang's body is not only not exhausted, but is becoming more and more surging.

"The bones are quite hard, so I'll see how many bones you have left to break!"

Luo Zhen laughed fiercely, flipped his iron palm, and with a thick and terrifying palm wind, he slapped Chen Qingyang's shoulder fiercely.

"Boom!"

With a muffled sound, Chen Qingyang was violently shocked a few meters away, he staggered backwards, and his body shook violently.

When Chen Qingyang stabilized his body, everyone was horrified to find that his right shoulder had already swung back, and they didn't know whether it was dislocated or broken by Luo Zhen's palm.

Feeling the sharp pain coming from his body, Chen Qingyang gritted his teeth fiercely, his red eyes were full of anger and unwillingness, now that his right arm was abolished, his combat effectiveness plummeted, and it was even more impossible to be Luo Zhen's opponent.

"Boy, do you dare to come?" Luo Zhen looked at Chen Qingyang with a mocking expression and said.

Having said that, Luo Zhen's heart was horrified, he originally thought that Chen Qingyang was the end of the crossbow, so he didn't have to worry, but he didn't expect that he was forced to use all his strength to suppress Chen Qingyang.

At his age, it is really rare to have such strength and willpower.

"Hmph, today's shame will be repaid tenfold in the coming day." Chen Qingyang said viciously.

He knew that it would not be Luo Zhen's opponent today anyway, and he could only avenge this revenge in the future.

Feeling the hostility in Chen Qingyang's eyes, Luo Zhen was shocked in his heart, he knew that Chen Qingyang was not scaring him.

Chen Qingyang is a generation younger than him, but his strength is even stronger than him, and if he provokes such a monster, he will definitely have trouble sleeping in the future.

"Hehe, I originally wanted to let you go, but now thanks to you for reminding me, it seems that I can only abolish your dantian and meridians, so as not to leave a disaster." Luo Zhen said with a cruel smile, and then took a step forward and slowly walked towards Chen Qingyang.

Chen Qingyang's face changed suddenly, his dantian meridians had just been repaired, if he was abolished again, I am afraid that no second master of Xuanku would be able to save him.

"Stop." Zhao Lan said coldly.

It's a pity that Luo Zhen turned a deaf ear, ignored Zhao Lanxin's scolding, and still walked slowly towards Chen Qingyang, his pace was not slow, obviously he was not worried that anyone would be able to stop him at all.

"If you dare to touch my grandson, don't want me to sign this document." Zhao Lanxin threatened.

"I don't want it, but I have to get rid of this threat, whoever stops me from killing whom!" Luo Zhen's voice was sonorous and powerful.

Obviously, he was really afraid of Chen Qingyang's revenge.

At the same time, a jet-black BMW stopped at the gate of Chen's house, and an unkempt and dirty middle-aged man got out of the car, just in time to hear Luo Zhen's voice in the hall.

He didn't stop, he stepped out, and the next moment, the man was already at the door of the hall.

Suddenly, the air in the entire hall seemed to become restless, and everyone swallowed their throats one after another, and an inexplicable suppressed fear arose in their hearts.

"Who are you going to kill?"

There was a sudden voice at the door, not loud, even a little hoarse, but in everyone's ears, there was a sense of fear that sent chills down the spine and numb on the scalp.

Everyone's eyes suddenly looked at the door, and they were surprised to find a very embarrassed middle-aged man standing there, the dirty mud that had not had time to be cleaned covered his original appearance, but the breath of non-anger and self-authority on his body made everyone feel palpitations.

"Lord Wolf!"

The henchmen of the Chen family shouted and hurriedly surrounded them, obviously they had already recognized who the middle-aged man was.

In the whole of China, there may be many people who are called "wolf masters", but in the Chen family, there is only one.

Chen Bailang is finally back!

The entire hall instantly became silent, and the atmosphere was extremely oppressive.

Chen Bailang slowly walked into the hall, glanced at everyone with cold eyes, and only stayed on Chen Qingyang and Luo Zhen for a second, and then walked straight to Zhao Lanxin.

Almost everyone held their breath, including Luo Zhen, the second Chen Bailang looked at him just now, he had never felt that death was so close to him.

Ignoring everyone's gaze, Chen Bailang walked up to Zhao Lanxin, his indifferent face suddenly revealed two rows of yellow teeth, and at the same time, he carefully took out a piece of delicate and flawless white jade from his pocket.

"Mom, happy birthday, this is pure yang jade, carry it closely, at least let you live for another fifty years." Chen Bailang laughed.

Although everyone didn't know what a pure yang treasure was, there was an energy flow visible to the naked eye on that piece of jade, and at a glance, they knew that it was not an ordinary thing.

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Zhao Lanxin took Baoyu, and then slammed it on the ground, instantly turning into a pile of jade slag.

"White-eyed wolf, if you don't give the Chen family a satisfactory explanation today, you will go to my grave to congratulate me on my birthday today next year." Zhao Lanxin pointed at Chen Bailang's nose, angry and angry.