Whew!

The applause broke through the air, and it sounded endlessly, and it seemed to have become a silence between the whole day, leaving only the violent sound of Yang Zhen's palms, and his body began to completely unfold, like an electric piercing edge, and the palm shadow was like a mountain, enveloping Shenlong, completely controlling it, and locking the victory!

Shen Long's heart sank to the bottom, knowing that the flaw just now was deliberately revealed by Yang Zhen to lead him to be fooled, and now that the sword has been lost, facing the shrouded palm shadow, he can't help but feel anxious and panicked in his heart.

Yang Zhen in the furious attack suddenly let out a sharp roar, and the palm shadow suddenly retracted, instantly condensed a line, and his strength soared, extremely fierce, fierce, and surging out!

Bang bang bang!

The three palms with powerful power all fell on Shen Long's body, and three dull crashing sounds sounded, and Shen Long's whole person flew upside down.

Just as Shen Long flew up, a murderous shout burst out from between his teeth, and he caught up with him with both hands, turning into a pair of powerful claws, grabbing Shen Long's feet like a poisonous snake, his face was hideous, full of murderous intent, and his voice was gloomy: "You are dead!"

"Whew!"

As soon as Yang Zhen's words fell, he saw that his claws were about to catch Shenlong, when suddenly, a black shadow with a whistling sound shot towards Yang Zhen's head sharply and quickly.

"Who?"

Yang Zhen's face changed, and he slapped the black shadow that was shooting with both hands in the big drink, and it turned out to be a small stone, and then fixed his eyes to see that Shen Long had been caught by a man in black who was also covered with his face.

This black-clothed masked man is the person Yang Ningfeng discovered a long time ago.

"Poof!"

Shenlong was caught, his feet just hit the ground, his mouth was open, and he wanted to thank humanity, but his face turned pale and he couldn't control a mouthful of blood.

"Let's go!"

Without waiting for Shen Long to say anything, the black-clothed masked man was already softly speaking, and his voice was extremely low.

Shen Long took a deep look at the masked man who suddenly appeared without identification, nodded his head sharply, gritted his teeth and turned to run, and soon disappeared in the darkness in front of him.

When Shenlong disappeared in the shadows, a golden light suddenly flashed and followed.

Yang Zhen watched Shen Long leave, his brows furrowed slightly, Shen Long already knew his identity, and he would definitely bring trouble to Yang Xuanhong in the future, which he didn't want to see, and he wanted to hunt down and kill.

But the black-clothed masked man who suddenly appeared completely blocked the road in front of him with just a slight move, and it was obvious that Yang Zhen wanted to chase after him, so he swore that he had to cross him.

"Who are you?"

Seeing this, Yang Zhen could only temporarily dispel the pursuit of Shen Long, stabilized his mind, stared at the person in front of him, his eyes were gloomy, and asked in a deep voice.

For some reason, the person in front of him gave him a very familiar feeling.

"Hey, hey!"

The masked man in black didn't reply, only smiled darkly.

"Pretending to be a ghost......

Seeing this, Yang Zhen knew that the other party did not intend to reveal his identity, so his eyes narrowed, the cold light in his pupils flickered, and he suddenly rushed up, raised his hand, and directly wiped the face of the black-clothed masked man, wanting to uncover the black cover on his face.

But as soon as Yang Zhen rushed closer, the black-clothed masked man slipped under his feet, and he flashed to Yang Zhen's side, and with a flash of his hand, he actually took the first step to uncover the masked towel on Yang Zhen's face.

"Damn it!"

When the masked towel was revealed, Yang Zhen was shocked, but he had a strong murderous intent against the black-clothed masked man. Not only did he destroy his good deeds, so that Shenlong was able to get out, but now he saw his face again, knowing his identity, this person would not die, and there would be great trouble, so Yang Zhen's eyes flashed fiercely, his body spun, and the sound of breaking the air suddenly rose, and the fist full of violent aura smashed towards the opponent's chest.

"Humph!"

It seems that he was angry because he uncovered Yang Zhen's face towel and completely confirmed Yang Zhen's identity, the black-clothed masked man snorted coldly, and his body quietly rose to kill, facing Yang Zhen's violent fist, he bent his five fingers, without thinking about it, the fist was smashed out, and the target was Yang Zhen's fist.

Bang!

The fists of the two collided hard, and the powerful force hit, and the bodies of both of them shook for a moment, and then, the eyes of both of them flashed fiercely at the same time, and they punched directly again, and all of a sudden, the sound of banging sounded one after another in the fist collision of the two.

As soon as they fought, the two of them actually hit a real fire, and their fists and fists greeted each other's fatal places, but they were extremely fast with each other's responses, and their fists were directly shaken and constantly collided!

Yang Zhen's face towel was revealed, and the other party gave him a familiar feeling, it was estimated that it was someone he knew, so his identity had been revealed, so he had to kill the masked man no matter what, and see the identity of the other party.

And the other party seems to have murderous intentions towards Yang Zhen.

"This is the real master! The strength of the teacher, the strength of the teacher, this is the strength of the teacher I urgently need...... Powerful, every move is powerful......"

Looking at the fierce battle between the two, Yang Ningfeng felt that his eyes were opened, and his heart was full of excitement! It seems that these two people are simply chess opponents, and they will meet good talents, Yang Ningfeng actually has a feeling of being intoxicated, in his eyes, the fierce battle between the two people at this time, every move, every kick, every kick, every lift, is all wonderful!

When the masked man's punch was unleashed, with the cooperation of his footsteps, how could Yang Zhen grasp the counterattack in defusing the opponent's offensive...... Moves, footwork, reactions, experience, all the applications are just right, the pinnacle of wonder, all indispensable.

While watching, he secretly confirmed the tricks in his heart, especially Yang Zhen, all he used was the martial arts of the Yang family, so Yang Ningfeng felt that he benefited the most from Yang Zhen's move, and he had a lot of things that he couldn't comprehend before, but now, there was a sense of sudden penetration.

"That person's strength is far above Yang Zhen, but I don't know why, obviously there are a few times that can seriously injure Yang Zhen, but why did he deliberately let it go?" said the Blood Void Sword Spirit suddenly.

If you have different strength and experience, what you see is different.

The strength of Yang Zhen and the masked man is far above Yang Ningfeng, so what Yang Ningfeng sees is that every move and style of the two of them is extremely exquisite, and every move and strain is far beyond his imagination, which makes him obsessed and admired, and because of his own lack of strength, he can't see the strength of these two people.

But the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit was different, he didn't pay much attention to the so-called powerful offensive of these two people in Yang Ningfeng's eyes, and after looking at it for a while, he saw the high bottom, and found that the black-clothed masked man didn't do his best at all, so he felt a little puzzled.

"Is there such a thing? Yang Zhen is the third elder of my Yang family, and he is definitely in the top ten in my Yang family, and the strength of this black-clothed masked man is far above him?" The words of the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit made Yang Ningfeng's heart tremble.

Bang!

As if hearing the conversation between the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit and Yang Ningfeng, when Yang Zhen attacked with his fist again, the masked man suddenly changed his move, and slapped his palm, which seemed to be an understatement, but this shot directly slapped Yang Zhen's arm away.

Yang Zhen's face suddenly changed, and the side of his body was about to change.

But as soon as the black-clothed masked man lifted his feet and grabbed his backhand, the speed was like lightning, and he grabbed Yang Zhen's left shoulder at once, and grabbed it vigorously, and a large piece of skin and flesh flew out in the midst of the bloody light.

The pain on Yang Zhen's face suddenly appeared, and he couldn't help but let out a painful snort in his mouth, and the injury also surprised him a lot, so he kicked the ground with the soles of his feet vigorously and was about to retreat.

Bang!

But the masked man's hand seemed to suddenly become longer, his five fingers were curled, and he was already clenched into a fist, and a mysterious solitary wave was swung out, and the fist smashed Yang Zhen's left rib fiercely.

"Kacha!"

With the sound of a slight fracture, Yang Zhen flew sideways, his face suddenly turned red, and then suddenly turned white, and a mouthful of blood spurted out in mid-air, disappearing with the flush on his face, turning pale.

Thump!

Yang Zhen's body fell into the grass next to him, but he already knew that the other party's strength was above him, and now that he was seriously injured, where was there a heart fight? As soon as he landed, he immediately jumped up, almost using his hands and feet to the left, and he rushed into the black forest of the Black Forest Cliff in embarrassment, and his body disappeared in a few flashes.

"It's amazing, if this strength is in my Yang family, it is estimated that I can enter the top three!"

Yang Ningfeng saw that the masked man suddenly changed his tactics and easily defeated Yang Zhen, as the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit said that his strength was far above Yang Zhen, so he looked at the black-clothed masked man, admiration and envy appeared on his face, and he almost couldn't help but scream. Of course, he was also very curious about the identity of this masked man, because not only did Yang Zhen feel familiar when he saw this person, but he also had a familiar feeling when he saw this person.

The masked man didn't chase Yang Zhen, he just stared in the direction where Yang Zhen went, his expression was a little dazed, for a while, he suddenly sighed lightly inexplicably, turned around, and his eyes turned directly to Yang Ningfeng's hiding place: "It's enough to watch it for so long, come out!"

Yang Ningfeng felt a pang in his heart, smiled bitterly, and stood up: "I didn't expect the seniors to know that the juniors were ...... here", however, before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly widened, and the whole person was stunned on the spot, because the masked man suddenly uncovered the masked towel on his face.

With a smile on his face, this face turned out to be a face that Yang Ningfeng was no longer familiar with!

Yang Ningfeng would never have thought that this black-clothed masked man who had always made him feel familiar was his father Yang Wenxuan, the Yang Wenxuan who was regarded as an alcoholic by the whole Yang family, except for wine, it seemed that there was nothing in this world that made him care about it.

"What's wrong? I don't want to see you, Lao Tzu?"

At this time, Yang Wenxuan, where did he have the usual drunken and smoky look? Looking at Yang Ningfeng, who was full of sluggishness, the smile on his face was a little thicker, and he said with a smile.

"Daddy......"

Yang Ningfeng's body trembled slightly, this was a little relieved, but after a soft cry, he did not step forward, but stood in place, looking at his father in a daze, his eyes were already full of tears.

Although the son does not think his father is ugly, and the son does not think his father is poor, since he was sensible, when he saw his father, he always looked drunk with a wine bottle in his hand, or sat at the gate of the courtyard, drinking while watching the sunset that the West would disappear every day, but would appear again every day.

Therefore, in his impression, now only his father's "drunken shadow" is left!

But he doesn't know how many nights he dreams, his father's figure will always be so majestic.

Father, in dreams is a hero, a hero forever!

It's hard to get drunk and lonely and drink the sunset, and get drunk and lovesick and fall into big dreams!

Dream and reality, father can never be integrated.

However, now, although it is night, Yang Ningfeng knows that this is not a dream.

He, he finally saw that his father was not "drunk"! And at the moment of tears, Yang Ningfeng finally knew that the image of his father over the years was just a disguise, and he had always been sober and sober.