"Head of the house!"

In the inner courtyard of the Yang Mansion, the Five Poison Boys helped Tu Ganglie, who was already seriously injured, and hurriedly ran back.

Yang Feng walked out of the house, his face sank: "What's the matter?"

"As soon as they came in, they made a killing move, there were a lot of them, and the masters were like clouds, I couldn't beat them, so I could only rescue the two of them first. ”

The Five Poison Boy said hurriedly, but as soon as the words fell, a series of footsteps came from far and near, quickly approaching.

Like a dark cloud, Murong Yinfeng strode in front of Yang Feng with an evil smile, and everyone behind him exuded a bubbling cold killing intent.

Yang Feng waved his hand lightly, letting the Five Poison Boys step aside first. Then he glanced at everyone present, and stared at the familiar face.

"Zhuge , I haven't seen you for a year and a half, you seem to have changed jobs again!"

"People go to high places, water flows to low places!"

Smiling slightly, Zhuge 13 gently shook the feather fan and said unruly: "I am a pragmatic person, you have not been at home for more than a year, the decline of the Yang family is a foregone conclusion, I can't accompany the funeral." So, now I've gone to Murong's house to do things. ”

"The Murong family?"

With a twinkle of his brows, Yang Feng took a deep look at the middle-aged man who was the leader: "You are the current head of the Murong family?"

"That's right, this king Zhenxi Wang, Murong Yin Feng!"

The corners of his mouth grinned, Murong Yinfeng immediately looked at him with a squint, and said evilly: "Boy, I ask you two questions, you'd better answer truthfully." First, a year and a half ago, ......"

"Wait!"

But before he finished speaking, Yang Feng had already interrupted directly, and said coldly: "Who injured my two brothers just now, stand up!"

"It's me, how's that?"

Smiling disdainfully, the lama stepped out with disdain, his eyes full of disdain.

Yang Feng didn't look at him, but said coldly: "Which hand?"

"This one, you can be like ......"

Burst!

The lama had just raised his right hand triumphantly, but before he could finish his sentence, there was a muffled sound, blood flew away, and the arm flew into the air, like a kite with a broken string, and after a while, it snapped and fell to the ground.

Yes!

With a roar, the lama clenched his right arm in pain, and his head was covered with cold sweat, which instantly flowed down like a waterfall.

Murong Yinfeng and the others also shrank their pupils, and they were all shocked, and their hearts were shocked.

Who was the one who cut off the arm of the second-order mid-stage battle emperor of the Great Snow Mountain, the master of the Wuyan Lama, in an instant?

All the masters present just now didn't even react to the sudden attack. Such a strange skill suddenly shocked all the strong people present, and their hearts surged.

Zizizi......

At this time, a piercing buzz sounded, and I don't know when, in front of a whetstone in the courtyard, a one-armed old man was grinding the blade in his hand leisurely, and muttered: "The hand is so cheap, don't do it." ”

Could it be that the one who just made the shot was this old man?

Hearing his words, everyone's hearts froze, and then they muttered, "Senior, don't you know your name?"

"I'm a pig killer from the Yang family, what can I have to report it, hehehe!"

With a sneer, Wang Batian ignored them, but came directly to Yang Feng, bowed down and said, "Family master, can the fat pig in the backyard be slaughtered?"

"Slaughter it, fight the tooth sacrifice today!"

Huh!

As soon as he bent over, Wang Batian walked towards the backyard, like a butcher.

Goo!

Looking at his cynical back, gradually moving away, Murong Yinfeng couldn't help but swallow hard, and then looked at Yang Feng, his tone instantly softened: "That Yang family master, this is ......"

"One of our family who kills pigs is not enough to worry about!"

Waving his hand noncommittally, Yang Feng ignored him, but continued to look at the lama and said, "Did you intentionally hurt my brother just now, or did you injure me unintentionally?"

"Unintentionally!"

The lama licked his lips, and before he could speak, the Five Poison Boy on the side had already shouted: "He originally wanted to kill the two of them, but he didn't expect them to have a magic weapon to protect their bodies, so his strength was small, and then he wanted to make up for it again." ”

Oh?

With a raised brow, a ruthless color flashed in Yang Feng's eyes: "Since you already have the heart to kill my brother, let's take your life." ”

"What? You want to kill me?"

As soon as his body was shaken, the lama immediately took a step back and sneered: "Then it depends on whether you have this ...... or not."

Sou!

However, he still didn't finish his words, and a cold light swept by, and he straightened up, his eyes burst out, and he couldn't move anymore. There was only a thin thread around the neck, and blood was constantly oozing outward.

Beside him, a girl in black appeared at some point, her face was expressionless, just a long knife in her hand, exuding a bubbling cold light.

Hiss!

Seeing this scene, not only Murong Yinfeng, but even the powerhouses behind him couldn't help but gasp.

When did this female doll appear, what a ghostly body. Master Wuyan Lama, who was a second-order master of the Emperor of the Emperor's reign, didn't even have a chance to react, so she directly cut her throat and killed her, so powerful......

Boom Boom!

However, they are surprised now, and it is too early.

But when I heard a loud sound breaking through the air, it kept coming out, and I saw a big man on the roof, who was constantly waving his fists, and the last punch slammed into the sky, but when I saw that the nine heavens were shattered, the whole sky was trembling.

Murong Yinfeng and the others immediately turned pale with fright.

This punch, they need more than ten or twenty people to take a move, right?

His grandmother's, where is this man sacred, such a domineering fist style, he is definitely a peerless powerhouse among the top war emperors.

Burst!

People were shocked, and suddenly, Murong Yinfeng felt that someone behind him touched him, and when he looked back, he was so frightened that his eyes almost didn't protrude.

I saw that at some point, a young man of about twenty years old was standing side by side with his back to him. The point is, with so many people guarding him, how did this kid appear in the center of everyone and not be discovered?

This scene not only scared Murong Yinfeng stupidly, but even the peerless masters who protected him turned pale with horror.

Where is this kid sacred, the concealment is simply outrageous.

If he could get close to the head of the family unconsciously under the heavy protection of this group of strong men, wouldn't that mean that if he wanted to be an assassin, he could ask for the head of the head of the head of the family anytime and anywhere?

Oh my God, what kind of Longtan Tiger's Den is this Yang Mansion?

How can the people who appear are such unbelievable peerless powerhouses?

With these people, even if there are many of them, they feel worried in their hearts, and there is no chance of winning.

His face twitched vigorously, and Murong Yinfeng was about to cry.

Spent a lot of money to hire so many peerless masters to protect themselves, but it turned out to be useless, people are so easy, they get close to them casually, and these people don't even notice it?

Damn, what use do I want from you?

Murong Yinfeng was wailing in his heart, and Zhuge Thirteen was eyes wide open, very surprised.

He didn't expect that the head of the family had disappeared for a year and a half, and he had actually recruited so many masters to the Yang family, which made the dignified King of Zhenxi and Murong Yinfeng tremble.

In this way, he will be relieved.

To be honest, he was really worried that Yang Feng would not be able to withstand the Murong family's revenge battle. But now it seems that he is underestimating their family master, hehe.

"Lord Wang!"

At this time, Sikong Lengguang wiped the cold sweat on his head, hurried to Murong Yinfeng, and said hurriedly: "I can't afford to provoke, withdraw quickly, if you don't want to follow in the footsteps of the previous head of the family......"