Chapter 22

"Hoo ......"

Yang Fei exhaled a long breath, the fist phantom he played was becoming more and more proficient, now he could do it, as soon as he punched, he could make a fist shadow, and the power of the fist shadow was much greater than his own fist.

"Bang!"

Another punch, this time Yang Fei did not use his fist to make direct contact, but before the fist arrived, the shadow came first, not only the punch speed was fast, but the fist shadow faintly carried the blazing coercion, and smashed towards the big tree.

Not only was there a fingernail-length slot on the tree, but there were also black marks around the slot, Yang Fei poked his nose out, and a mushy smell greeted him.

"The Thunder Shadow Fist is really powerful!"

Yang Fei couldn't help but secretly exclaim in his heart, and then he was ready to go out to apologize to Ren Lan'er, although it was not his fault, but Yang Fei was not a villain, he couldn't keep looking up and not looking down in the future.

"Yang Fei, why are you in such a hurry to go out?"

A treacherous laugh came into Yang Fei's ears, and when he turned his head, he saw that it was an old acquaintance, Lu Qiang.

Immediately, Yang Fei also said with a smile: "Strong, what is the reason to find the master?" After a slight pause, he joked: "Do you want to give money because you have too much money?"

"I'm rubbing, do you want to die?!"

Lu Qiang originally wanted to find Yang Fei to pretend to be forced, but he had just been promoted from the first level of body refining to the second level today, because his strength was the lowest in the guild, so he wanted to find someone to learn from each other to show the strength of his combat power.

And now Yang Fei actually uncovered his scars mercilessly, making him deeply embarrassed, since the last time he went home, his father, who is the head of the Lu family, reprimanded him fiercely, and deducted his pocket money for a year, which made him angry, but he couldn't be angry with his father, so he could only move his anger to Yang Fei's head.

"Three numbers, quickly disappear from front of me, or ...... I'll let you crawl out!" Yang Fei said firmly, with a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth.

"You dare!, my old man is Lu Zuohe, the permanent elder of the Alchemist Guild!" Lu Qiang finished speaking, his face full of arrogance.

After hearing Lu Qiang's words, Yang Fei frowned slightly, and his figure paused.

"Haha, you're afraid, now kneel down and kowtow to me three times, and then call grandpa three times, and I promise not to cripple you. Lu Qiang laughed and laughed, completely ignoring Yang Fei's expression at this time.

After Yang Fei heard Lu Qiang's words, he lowered his head slightly, his black and shiny hair covered his red eyes, his body trembled involuntarily, his wrist shook abruptly, and then, in Lu Qiang's ridicule, he slowly walked towards Lu Qiang.

Lu Qiang was stunned for a moment, and then laughed even louder, not taking Yang Fei's actions at this time seriously at all, but when Yang Fei walked three or two steps away from Lu Qiang, Lu Qiang's playful smile at this time suddenly stiffened on his face.

He found that Yang Fei's eyes at this moment were strangely blood-red, like a beast that was about to get angry and eat people, and Lu Qiang actually stood and didn't dare to move.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a mouthful of blood splattered out of his mouth, and the blood was mixed with a few bloody teeth, Lu Qiang's face was red and swollen like a bun, not only that, but his whole face was a few inches to the left, and his appearance was terrifying.

Lu Qiang's whole person flew out upside down, and then slammed into the courtyard gate, and the entire courtyard gate was smashed.

This also made Yang Fei extremely surprised in his heart, he didn't expect that he just used the power of the Thunder Shadow Fist to beat Lu Qiang into such a miserable state, if it weren't for the fact that the old man of his family was a permanent elder of the Alchemist Guild, then Lu Qiang on the ground today would already be a corpse.

It's no wonder that Yang Fei made a vicious move, if you want to blame Lu Qiang for challenging Yang Fei's bottom line, he asked Yang Fei to kneel, this sentence reminded Yang Fei of the humiliating scene of the day, if it weren't for Brother Xie Wen's old mongrel suddenly jumping out, he would have wanted Li Ding to lie down for a year and a half.

The reason why Li Ding was not killed was because of Lu Zuohe's face, and now this Lu Qiang is said to be Lu Zuohe's own grandson.

"Hmph...... Sure enough, what kind of owner has what kind of dog legs. ”

Yang Fei said in a deep voice, and immediately, he slowly walked towards Lu Qiang, who was like a dead dog on the ground.

At this moment, Lu Qiang was curled up on the ground, one hand gently covering the weird raised face, his eyes showed a fierce and fierce light, and when he saw Yang Fei coming over, he shouted: "Yang Fei, you dare to beat me, I want to ...... with you."

Immediately, Lu Qiang took out a cylinder from his arms, and picked it up with his fingers.

Seeing this, Yang Fei strode over and stretched out his hand to grab it, but he was too late.

Only a loud "bang" was heard, and a beautiful firework quickly exploded in midair.

"Haha, Yang Fei, you can't run, my old man will take someone to capture you alive later......" Lu Qiang said with a smile, the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth became thicker, "I forgot to tell you, President Zhang Kaixuan has something to do, and it is still a long time, so don't count on it." ”

When Yang Fei heard this, the fierce edge that had gradually converged suddenly surged into his eyes at this time.

"Oh yes, and...... Ren Lan'er has already returned to the City Lord's Mansion, this time you will wait for death!" Lu Qiang's laughter became louder and louder, and the mockery at the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious.

"Smack!"

Yang Fei stepped forward and slapped the other half of Lu Qiang's intact face, and suddenly, a bright red bloody handprint appeared on Lu Qiang's face, due to the impact of external forces, the blood in Lu Qiang's mouth overflowed faster, and his clothes were soaked with blood.

Yang Fei was about to fan it again, and a loud shout sounded in Yang Fei's ears.

"Boy, stop!"

A middle-aged man with a fleshy face and slightly gray temples shouted loudly, and the few people he brought hurriedly helped Lu Qiang on the ground like a dead dog, and hurriedly applied medicine to his face.

"What a bold man, he dares to go wild in the Alchemist Guild!" the middle-aged man shouted loudly, his face full of anger.

"Elder, Young Master Lu has a serious facial injury, and it is possible that he may ......," said a martial artist who diagnosed Lu Qiang, for fear of accidentally provoking the middle-aged man.

"Say...... What could it be?" At this time, Lu Zuo had already been furious, and the blue tendons on his face kept writhing, but he still forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and waited for the man to finish speaking.

"It is possible to be disfigured or even completely paralyzed. After the martial artist who diagnosed Lu Qiang finished speaking, his head was buried deeply to the side, his expression was very sad, and a few tears flowed quietly from the warrior's face.

However, after the martial artist finished speaking, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked up a weird arc, but when he saw that Yang Fei was also staring at him, the weird arc at the corner of his mouth quickly sank.

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