"Oh, Lord Jin, wronged!"

Shaking his head, Yang Feng didn't care about Jin Wuxian's angry roar at all, but said with a hippie smile: "Don't listen to this kid's nonsense, I have no grudges with Jiang Gu Lord in the past, and I have no grudges in the near future, just a little bit of mouth, not to the point of life and death." Besides......"

A touch of evil flashed in his eyes, Yang Feng squinted at Jiang Renxin, who had been crying, and walked up and said, "You said I killed your father, is there any evidence?"

"I saw it with my own eyes!"

"What did you see with your own eyes?"

Sneering, Yang Feng yelled: "Then you tell me, where, when, and by what method I killed your father." You have to think about this, we will go to the scene to investigate as you say, if there is a discrepancy between the scene and what you said, then you are falsely accusing me, and I will not let you go. ”

Uh, this......

After a pause in his heart, Jiang Renxin was silent for a moment, bowing his head and thinking.

Ha!

Grinning, Yang Feng sneered: "Look, it's a lie." If you really saw me kill your father with my own hands, then you should not hesitate to tell the story now, and you are not afraid of shadows. But you hesitate all of a sudden, because you are thinking about the loopholes in your words, and you are worried that your lies do not match the facts. ”

"Mansion master, he falsely accused me, what do you say. ”

Immediately afterwards, Yang Feng looked at Jin Wushu with a smug expression, and immediately made Jin Wuving's old face black.

Then, Jin Wushu looked at Jiang Renxin again, his fists clenched tightly, and there was a burst of bone explosions, like a volcanic eruption.

Bah, you stupid thing, you make up a scene and say it first, it's a big deal that we'll do it again, what a big deal.

As a result, I was frightened on the spot, it was really not enough to succeed, and there were more than failures, what use does the old man want you?

That Jiang Renxin also seemed to see the killing intent in the eyes of the mansion master, and he was startled, and hurriedly said again: "No, no, no, the mansion master, I just said something wrong, I didn't see it with my own eyes, someone saw it and told me, so I hesitated!"

"Yo, didn't you see it with your own eyes now, so you said it so surely?"

Raising his eyebrows, Yang Feng sneered: "Mansion master, this kid is full of oily and smooth tones, the preface does not match the afterword, and the testimony changes again and again, can you still believe his words?"

"No, no, no, the lord of the house, what I said is really true......"

Touch!

That Jiang Renxin waved his hand again and again, panicking, but he hadn't finished speaking, but when he heard a loud noise, his whole body flew out upside down.

When he fell to the ground, the young valley master of Guiyun Valley had already tilted his head, completely lifeless, and a huge blood hole in his chest was bubbling with blood.

When the heads of the family saw it, they were immediately startled.

Yang Feng grinned at the corner of his mouth, leaned over slightly and said, "The mansion master is wise!"

Jin Wuving's fist was full of green muscles, and he took it back, looking at Yang Feng's eyes as if he wanted to breathe fire.

At this moment, anyone with a discerning eye can see that in the struggle between him Jin Invincible and Yang Feng, Yang Feng has the upper hand.

As the lord of the mansion, he originally wanted to take advantage of the topic to play and justifiably remove the threat of Yang Feng. But he never expected that Yang Feng's kid was too oily, so he threw the hat of false accusation on Jiang Renxin's stinky kid in a few words, so that he had to kill him immediately with his own hands to set the record straight.

However, although it was Jiang Renxin who died, it was his own face that fell.

Jin Wushu has been in Jinling Mansion for hundreds of years, and he has never been forced into such an embarrassing situation, of course, no one dares to force him like this, and there is only Yang Feng now.

At this moment, Jin Wushu really wanted to kill this little rabbit cub with one slap.

But Yang Feng is the head of a third-rate family after all, and killing the head of a third-rate family for no reason will cause panic among the rest of the family, which is not conducive to his prestige.

So Jin Wushu could only barely swallow this mouthful of gas, helpless.

However, although it was inconvenient for him to make a move, his subordinates did not have such scruples.

"Presumptuous!"

With a loud shout, a burly man behind Jin Wushu suddenly stood up and glared at Yang Feng viciously: "As a small third-rate family head, what crime should you be guilty of daring to be so indifferent to the lord of the mansion?"

Wow, big brother, you really can't find a reason to plant it, can you? You can even make up such an ambiguous charge?

What kind of sin is lightness?

Yang Feng shook his head with a smile and said evilly: "What does this benevolent brother mean? I, Yang Feng, have always respected and loved the Lord of the Jin Mansion, do you think there is anything wrong with what I have done?"

"Since you came here, you have been arrogant, showing off your might, and you are dressed so dazzlingly, my lord of the mansion has not dressed like this, it clearly has the meaning of showing, where do you have the slightest respect for the lord of the mansion? If the old man doesn't teach you a good lesson today, the old man is not the personal guard of the lord of the mansion, hum!"

Wow!

As soon as the words fell, the man instantly turned into a flowing shadow and rushed towards Yang Feng.

Jin Wushu didn't stop it, but just laughed secretly in his heart.

Although this reason is a bit far-fetched, it was proposed by his subordinates, not by him. As long as you can slap this Yang Feng hard and suppress this kid's arrogance, it doesn't matter what the reason is.

It's a big deal to go back and teach this reckless subordinate a lesson, just make an example for others, anyway, the subordinates are to do something inconvenient for the master at this time, hum hum......

That big man is not good at stubble, and he is extremely good at making a move, almost in the blink of an eye, he has already bullied Yang Feng. But Yang Feng didn't seem to be able to react at all, and didn't make any moves.

But this is also normal, in the eyes of Jin Wushu and others, Yang Feng is just a second-order peak martial spirit powerhouse, which is comparable to the personal guards of these martial arts generals with the strength of the third order or above?

It is estimated that this big man slapped him a hundred times, and he didn't understand what was going on, hum.

Jin Wushu sneered in his heart.

Touch!

But suddenly, with a loud bang, the big man flew back upside down, spat out a mouthful of red blood, and his face was instantly depressed.

His eyelids twitched, and Jin Wushu was stunned for a moment.

Just...... What the hell is going on, what happened?

A group of people around who were about to watch the joke were also stunned, and they were all stunned.

Then people raised their eyes to look at the man who was knocked to the ground by someone and quickly withered, and then looked at Yang Feng's side, but only to see that behind Yang Feng, a handsome man withheld his palm, with a disdainful sneer on the corner of his mouth.

It was the masters of the third order and above who Yang Feng had just accepted as a pro-guard team, all of whom came from famous families of super-first-class families.

The person at the head is not Lin Fei, who is it?

Master!

His heart trembled, and Jin Wuving's face instantly became solemn.

He couldn't be clearer about the strength of the guards around him, the cultivation of the late third-order martial arts general was only one level lower than himself. The strength is so strong, even if you fight him on weekdays, within fifty moves, don't try to win him.

But now, the other party actually hit him seriously with just a light palm.

This person's skill is so deep and his cultivation is so high, I am afraid that he is already above him, the lord of Jinling Mansion, where is it sacred, what is the way to come from? How could he get mixed up with Yang Feng, a small deflated man from a third-rate family, and become his personal bodyguard?

Jin Wudi's heart trembled, looking at Lin Fei's unruly eyes on the other side, in addition to deep incomprehension, there was a deep fear.

If Yang Feng, the head of a third-rate family, has recruited such a terrifying master, and it is difficult to defeat him even if he goes out in person, it means that he has lost control of Yang Jiabao and Yang Feng, and he can't help him.