"Uncle Lu, is this person really so strong?" The pink-clothed young man shook his head in disbelief, he really didn't believe that Chu Yang, a young man who was about the same age as him, would have such terrifying strength.

Lu Jiang, the blood-clothed man, turned pale and nodded solemnly: "Young master, don't look at him young, but his strength is very terrifying, I'm afraid he is not below me." ”

"What, his strength can be compared to Uncle Lu. The pink-clothed young man was taken aback, then shook his head, and said with a smile: "Uncle Lu, you are not joking with your little nephew, how old is this kid, will he have the strength of a heavenly peak!"

"Although his cultivation only looks like he has just entered the First Heaven, based on my intuition for many years, the strength of this person after his outbreak is far from being as simple as it seems on the surface. Lu Jiang said in a serious tone.

The young man in pink had never seen Lu Jiang so solemn, and the only trace of doubt in his heart disappeared, and he had to re-examine this young man at this moment.

"I don't know if this brother has a big name, and he is under the Young Master of the Blood Wolf Gang, Meng Lang!" Meng Lang, a young man in pink, suddenly arched his hand towards Chu Yang at this time, and his tone was no longer as arrogant and rude as before.

Chu Yang naturally heard the drastic change in Meng Lang's tone before and after, and saw that his face remained unchanged and said: "It's just a nobody, as for the name, don't mention it!"

"Since my brother doesn't want to reveal his origin, I won't be reluctant to do it anymore, but brother, can you hand over this little beggar in your hand to your little brother!" When Meng Lang heard that Chu Yang refused to reveal his origin, he secretly sneered in his heart, and looked down on Chu Yang a lot, but in view of Chu Yang's terrifying strength, his tone remained quite tactful.

Chu Yang slowly shook his head and said, "This is difficult to obey!"

"Boy, you really don't plan to hand over this little beggar!" Meng Lang suddenly showed a hideous face when he heard that Chu Yang had vetoed his request.

"What, do you still want to rob it?" Chu Yang always maintained an indifferent smile, but when he caught a glimpse of Lu Jiang and the two people on both sides, a sneer suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"Boy, my son has already given you a chance just now, but it's a pity that you don't cherish it. It's too late to regret it now!" Meng Lang smiled fiercely, and his voice suddenly became cold: "Uncle Lu, please keep abolishing this kid for me!"

"It's the young master!" Lu Jiang replied lightly, his cold gaze suddenly glanced at Chu Yang's side, and finally he didn't forget to remind him: "Boy, it is not easy for you to cultivate as a whole, as long as you are willing to put down the little beggar in your hand, this seat guarantees that you can leave safely." ”

"Young man, hurry up and put down the little beggar in your hand, otherwise you will die!" The crowd of onlookers couldn't bear to see Chu Yang end up dying like the little beggar, so they all spoke out to persuade him.

At this time, the little beggar in Chu Yang's hand gently and slowly opened his eyes, and begged in a voice: "Big brother, you still listen to the uncles and give them the fruit!"

Chu Yang arched his hand and thanked the crowd for their kindness, and then when he looked down at the little beggar's pure and flawless red eyes like glass, Chu Yang couldn't say anything in his mouth anyway.

"Don't worry, big brother won't hand you over to these wicked people. Chu Yang whispered a word of relief to the little beggar, and suddenly hooked his right hand towards Lu Jiang, and said categorically: "You make a move, I won't hand him over to you!"

When Lu Jiang heard this, the only trace of politeness on his face immediately disappeared, and was replaced by a touch of anger: "Boy, since you are looking for death, then don't blame this seat for being ruthless!"

Lu Jiang sneered, flipped it in his hand, and a dark sword instantly appeared in Lu Jiang's hand.

"Good knife!" Chu Yang looked at the treasure knife in Lu Jiang's hand, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of appreciation.

Lu Jiang's treasure knife is as clear as water, and the faint black light reflects like an eye, but it gives people a feeling of coldness.

Lu Jiang gently stroked the long knife in his hand, and his face showed a picture of the gentleness of a loving father when he treats his children.

"Hum!" The black long knife seemed to be responding to Lu Jiang, and instantly let out a trembling sound, and at the same moment, with the sound of the long knife trembling, Lu Jiang moved.

Chu Yang only felt an afterimage flickering in front of him, and the next moment, Lu Jiang's figure had already appeared within ten steps of him, and an astonishing sword slashed down towards the void, as if it was about to completely split the entire void.

The violent vitality caused by the sword force Meng Lang and the others to retreat continuously, and the onlookers had already retreated to a thousand meters away, standing in the distance and watching this earth-shattering battle.

In the face of Lu Jiang's terrifying sword, Chu Yang always maintained an indifferent smile on his face, and gently lifted the little beggar back with his left hand, but his right hand instantly turned into a fist and greeted him directly and without any fancy.

"Boy, you're looking for death!" Lu Jiang saw that Chu Yang was so big, and he didn't use any martial arts but met his sword with a mediocre punch, and a sneer suddenly rose on his lips.

However, his sneer had only barely appeared, and then it stopped abruptly, and his eyes were immediately replaced by horror.

I saw that Chu Yang's long fist was like a bamboo, blasting through his sword without hindrance, and the terrifying fist continued to blast towards him.

Seeing this scene, Lu Jiang was completely shocked, Chu Yang's strength was beyond his imagination, his figure retreated faster than when he attacked, and in the blink of an eye, he had retreated to a hundred steps away, and Chu Yang's long fist also hit the air.

The little beggar in Chu Yang's hand looked at Chu Yang's punch, and he forced Lu Jiang, a powerhouse in the late stage of the First Heavy Heaven, to flee in embarrassment, and countless little stars suddenly flashed in his clear eyes.

"Big brother is so strong! When will Guo'er have a big brother so strong!"

"Uncle Lu, are you okay!" Meng Lang looked at Lu Jiang's embarrassed appearance and hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

"I'm fine!" Lu Jiang stretched out his hand and patted the dust on his body, but his voice trembled slightly.

Lu Jiang was indeed frightened by Chu Yang at this moment, he originally expected that Chu Yang's strength was not as simple as his superficial cultivation seemed, but after the real fight, Lu Jiang completely realized that he had misestimated Chu Yang's strength, with the strength that the other party had just revealed, it was completely comparable to some powerful Heaven Peak powerhouses.

And this is still a situation where the other party did not use any martial arts, if the other party uses martial arts like him, Lu Jiang asked himself, he may not be able to take the other party's punch.

"Let's go!" Chu Yang didn't take Lu Jiang and Meng Lang's whispers seriously at all, lowered his head and whispered to the little beggar, and then walked away.

Only Lu Jiang and Meng Lang were left behind to look at each other, but they didn't dare to make a sound to stop Chu Yang from leaving.

"Damn, I must kill this kid!" Meng Lang looked at Chu Yang's dashing back and left, and his face immediately became extremely iron.