Chapter 13: Conflict
Rubbish?
Yang Chen raised his eyebrows.
Oops!
As soon as Zhao Hong saw Yang Chen's reaction, he knew that it was not good.
Although this Yang Chen has just come to practice, it can be seen from his killing of Song Lianzhi that this person is very dangerous. Human life seems to be nothing at all in his eyes, it is a kind of disregard for life in his bones.
This place already belonged to the Zhao family's sphere of influence, close to the residential area of these outstanding disciples. If he kills someone here, and he is the son of the elder of the Zhao family, this matter will be a big trouble.
He had never worried that Yang Chen would suffer, because the ape with the stick lingered in his mind all the time.
A demon beast with human nature.
However, to his surprise, Yang Chen just stared at Zhao Kuo coldly for a while, and did not make any move.
Zhao Hong breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, stood in front of Yang Chen, and said coldly, "This is a distant relative of mine, don't go too far!"
"Excessive, we don't know what excessive, your dead ghost father didn't leave you anything, and left you a distant relative?" haha......" Zhao Kuo sneered, and laughed out loud after speaking.
Even the corners of Zhou Yulin's mouth, who was tall and silent with a cold face and had been silent, were slightly curved.
"Zhao Kuo!" Zhao Hong's face turned red, his teeth gurgled and his whole body trembled.
"What, you want to fight?" Zhao Kuo's laughter stopped, and he stared at Zhao Hong fiercely, which was quite imposing.
As soon as his words fell, Zhao Wen and Zhao Yulin beside him all stepped forward, looking like they could do it at any time.
At this moment, the old man over there finally kneaded the clay figure.
"Yang Chen, look, the clay figure is pinched" Zi Ling'er walked over happily with two little clay figures.
On her left hand, a small clay figure dressed in white and looking like a teenager stood with her hands in her hands. The delicate face was the same as Yang Chen's, especially those eyes, which were full of indifference. On his shoulder, an ape sat quietly, as if sleeping but not sleeping, lifelike.
She holds her clay figurines in her right hand, but immediately hides both clay figurines behind her as she runs over.
Only the crisp sound of the purple bell bracelet could be heard.
"Hee-hee, guess that one is yours. Zi Ling'er stood in front of Yang Chen with her hands behind her back, her eyes bent into a crescent moon.
Zi Ling'er's appearance suddenly eased the tense atmosphere.
"Yo, there is also a little girl here, Zhao Hong, she is also your distant relative?" Zhao Kuo's eyes couldn't help but light up when he saw Zi Ling'er.
"Yang Chen, who are they?" Zi Ling'er saw that there were three other people staring at her and the others with unkind faces, and couldn't help but retreat behind Yang Chen timidly.
"Although the veil is covered, this voice..."Zhao Kuo closed his eyes and reveled intoxicated, "and this figure, I don't know how many times better than the rouge vulgar powder of the drunken Xianglou." ”
Zhao Wen also took a deep sniff, and the actions of the two made Zi Ling'er blush, so she could only hide behind Yang Chen.
But the next moment, both of them were shocked, and they were suddenly shocked.
A chill rose from the bottom of their hearts.
"Bang"
Almost the moment they reacted, a dull sound came out, and Zhao Wen bore the brunt of it, and the whole person flew out directly.
Beside him, the waste with the ape on his shoulder had a cold face.
"Look for death!" The first to react was the tall Zhou Yulin.
He reached out and grabbed Yang Chen's shoulder, but he saw a bright color in front of him, and then his right hand retracted like lightning.
On the palm of his hand, there was a deep cut that saw the bone in half, almost cutting his entire hand in half in the direction of the fingers.
"Hiss" Zhou Yulin first gasped for cold air, and then his face, which had been expressionless, immediately distorted, and howled miserably:
"Ahh My hands!"
Although Zhao Kuo's cultivation is the highest, he relied on his father to raise it with pills. On weekdays, they rely on their father to be an elder in the clan, and he has some real power in this southern branch of the city, so he has no combat experience at all.
In the flash of light, he didn't even have time to react before he felt a heavy weight on his head, and his whole body was pierced to the ground.
"You are so bold, you dare to ............" Zhao Kuo just wanted to scold, but a bright dagger immediately appeared in front of him, exuding a cold aura, blocking his words at once.
As soon as there was a fight here, the vendors who set up stalls on the street hurriedly packed up their stalls and left, and after a while, the street became empty.
Who is fighting? Those are the excellent disciples of the Zhao family, and they are ordinary people who are not enough for each other to blow a breath.
Moreover, these three people are also well-known bullies around them, and everyone here avoids them.
"If you talk again, I'll kill you," Yang Chen said softly.
Zhao Kuo's eyes widened in fear and nodded again and again. The dagger in the other's hand was only an inch away from his eyes.
What scares him the most is the other party's eyes, indifference, ruthlessness, and murderous intent.
He had no doubt that the other party would kill him.
"Stop, do you know who this is, if something happens to him, even if you escape from Liuyun City, it's useless!" On the other side, Zhou Wen got up from the ground and shouted.
He really couldn't imagine why this young man, who didn't even have cultivation, could move so quickly.
On the other side, Zhou Yulin squatted on the ground and covered his right hand, constantly moaning in pain, and beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead kept pulleying, mixing with the blood on the ground.
Zhao Wenwang couldn't help but swallow when he saw this scene. In addition to Zhou Yulin's killing of demon beasts, they also bully and bully civilians and some disciples with no potential in the clan on weekdays, when have they seen this kind of battle.
Yang Chen raised his head and glanced at Zhao Wen, who saw him take a few steps back and simply kept silent.
"Poof"
I thought that this was almost the end, but unexpectedly, Yang Chen's right hand was raised, and the dagger in his hand was fiercely inserted into Zhao Kuo's shoulder.
The intense pain ran down his shoulders to his brain, and Zhao Kuogang wanted to scream, but when he met Yang Chen's indifferent eyes, he trembled and endured it.
The other party's words just now still came to my ears, "Speak again." I'll kill you."
"You know, there are some things that can't be said nonsense," Yang Chen still said lightly.
On his shoulder, Sun Tian bared his teeth and looked fierce.
"Hmm... Hmm..."Zhao Kuo gritted his teeth and nodded like a chicken pecking rice. Never before at this moment, death came so closely, Zhao Kuo's body shook like a chaff sieve, and a stench came from the crotch of his pants.
Yang Chen couldn't help frowning when he saw this, then he pulled out his dagger, got up and left, and said, "Zhao Hong, continue to lead the way"
From beginning to end, he didn't look at the three of them again.
"Ahh
He had long known that Yang Chen didn't seem to have any cultivation, but he was very strong, and even Song Lianzhi was almost killed in the face of the other party.
But in his opinion, he was just faster, and he relied on unexpected spiritual weapons to kill Song Lianzhi with one blow.
But at this moment, the two monks who were at the peak of the Nayuan Sevenfold were still in the same room, one was kicked away, one was wasted with his right hand, and the other was restrained before he even had time to react.
Shocking!
Yang Chen was like a fierce tiger in his eyes at the moment, quiet and calm, as if he was sleeping lightly.
Once you make a move, it will be like a bamboo, and one blow will be fatal.
But at this moment, he can't help but think about it, this is the territory of the Zhao family, and some patrols will appear from time to time. If it is known by the elders, I am afraid that it will be a big trouble.
Zhao Wen looked at Yang Chen, who was walking away, and didn't even dare to say a cruel word, only feeling that his legs were weak.
He, like Zhao Kuo, was completely frightened.
Only Zhou Yulin covered his left hand stiffly, looking at Yang Chen's departing back, and there was resentment in his eyes.
Among the three of them, he was the only one who had hunted demon beasts and had the most combat experience, but he was also the most seriously injured by it. His right hand was almost split in half, and he was almost completely incapacitated.
Moreover, even if the right hand is restored in the future, I am afraid that the strength will be far less than before.
Therefore, among the three of them, he hated Yang Chen the most.
On the other side, Zhao Hong took Yang Chen and a few people to keep turning alleys one after another, but he was a little flustered in his heart.
This time Yang Chen injured the three of them, there will definitely be a lot of trouble in the future.
Not to mention the elder meddling, just Zhao Kuo and the three of them casually invited a few outstanding disciples in the clan to come and find trouble every day.
It's just that what makes him puzzled is how these three people could get into trouble with him for no reason?
Although there are elders behind them, they usually don't dare to go too far, and they rarely provoke the outstanding disciples of the ordinary family.
"Yang Chen, am I getting into trouble again?" Zi Ling'er suddenly said cautiously.
Yang Chen smiled when he heard this, and said, "You didn't cause trouble, it was trouble to come and provoke us."
"Is that so?" Zi Ling'er tilted her head, her clear eyes were full of doubts and a little confused.
"Of course" Yang Chen's heart softened, and he reached out and rubbed her head.
Zi Ling'er sighed, and then as if she had reacted, she opened Yang Chen's hand.
"Okay, you Yang Chen, it's getting bigger and smaller, and you dare to touch your sister Ling'er's head?"
Yang Chen was stunned, and couldn't help but say, "What Sister Ling'er, I have already killed Luo Hao, according to what you said, I don't need to call you Sister Ling'er."
Zhao Hong, who led the way in front, trembled even more when he heard this, "I killed the person named Luo Hao for a title, what kind of people are these two people?"
Zi Ling'er knew that she was wrong, her eyes rolled, and she said slyly, "Yes, you don't need to scream, but the fact that I am your sister Ling'er will not change, then you can't kill Luo Hao, you are older than me, right?"
This time, it was Zi Ling'er's tone that seemed innocent.
"Ling'er, you ......" Yang Chen was speechless, but he couldn't find a reason to refute.
"Stingy ghost, the clay figurines won't be given to you" Zi Ling'er snorted, holding the two little clay figurines away from Yang Chen, looking like she ignored you.
Yang Chen only smiled bitterly, of course, he didn't care, and instead asked Zhao Hong, "Zhao Hong, I heard you say that there are still thirty-seven elders, how can there be so many elders?"
"Childe doesn't know, the so-called elder is the elite disciple of the family and cultivates to break through the Dan Holding Period, and after the age of thirty, he automatically becomes an elder. My Zhao family now has more than 80 elders. ”
Yang Chen's brows couldn't help frowning when he heard this.
More than 80 elders means more than 80 monks in the Baodan period.
The Dan Holding Period of a Mind Cultivator is equivalent to the Bone Refining Period of a cultivator, and I think that Da Luo Feng is only a few True Disciples, that is, a cultivator in the Bone Refining Period.
And here, there are more than 80 people in a big family?