The Yi family, is not an ordinary family, just kidding, for thousands of years, people have opened a money bank to manage money, although they usually act low-key, but the pig brain also wants to get, without strong strength, can open thousands of years of money bank?

Yi Zifang, the eldest lady of the Yi family, is not like the average eldest lady of the family, she looks domineering every day, as the pearl of the Yi family, Miss Yi not only looks like a fairy, but more importantly, Miss Yi is kind and approachable, and is deeply loved by the public.

And this three-eyed ugly monkey surnamed Fei actually said that Miss Yi was his woman?

Seeing that Fei Yong had provoked everyone's anger, thinking of the background of the Yi family and the fame of Miss Yi, Fei Yong was a little flustered, and pointed at Tang Long and said, "When did I say that I said Miss Yi, don't talk nonsense!"

"Cut, dare to say that you dare not admit it!"

Tang Long just sneered. The people next to him were afraid that the world would not be chaotic, so they began to coax and curse directly. Anyway, look at the excitement, the more exciting the more lively, not afraid of making a big fuss, just afraid of not making a fuss.

Fei Yong heard these blatant curses, his face changed, a grim look appeared in his eyes, and he turned to a few companions around him and said, "You guys have shown me clearly, see which untouchables who have eaten the bear's heart and leopard's gall dare to insult our noble dream monk in front of me!"

"Yes! The companions around him responded in unison, glaring at the people around them with fierce eyes.

The crowd around immediately quieted down, and a few timid and scared people turned around and slipped out of the crowd. The Fei family is notoriously ruthless in Lin'an Mansion, and they treat these ordinary people like pigs and dogs.

Fei Yong said triumphantly: "If you dare to provoke my Fei family, you simply don't know whether you are alive or dead, it is useless to run away, sooner or later your whole family will be destroyed." ”

"Hmph! What a great majesty!Fei family, it's just a scrap made up of a bunch of waste!" Tang Long snorted coldly and sneered.

"Waste?"

“hahahaha！”

Fei Yong seemed to have heard a big joke, crossed his waist and looked up to the sky, laughing so much that he almost didn't catch his breath, tears and snot flying.

Laughing wildly, Fei Yong reached out and wiped the corner of his eye, and shook it casually. He happily pointed at Tang Long and said, "Waste family, haha, do you think your Tang family will be able to be prosperous for a long time? You don't know what happened, right? Waste? Interesting, I, the dream monk who successfully built the foundation last year, is a waste, so what about you? What are you?"

Tang Long took a step back in disgust, avoided the tears and snot that Fei Yong threw at him, and sneered: "What about the Dream Monk?

"Yes, I'm trash. I don't know what a person who is unconscious after being hit hard by waste? How is it? Does it taste like a god-destroying formula? This is specially made for you. After Fei Yong finished speaking, he deliberately dug his nostrils and winked at Tang Long.

"Grass!

Tang Long remembered that he was besieged and fell into a coma yesterday and almost died. Before he fell unconscious, he heard that someone was talking about the Divine Extermination Technique and the like, but the scene was chaotic at that time, and Tang Long was not sure who used the Divine Exterminating Technique to seriously injure him.

The Divine Extermination Technique, which is a very famous special martial art in the Han and Song Empires, is injured by other martial arts, and is physically injured, but this Divine Exterminating Technique is different, the Divine Exterminating Technique is a secret technique, which is specially designed to hurt people's souls.

According to Tang Long's memory, this god-destroying technique used to be famous for a while, but then for unknown reasons, it slowly disappeared, and it has not appeared for decades recently.

Where did Fei Yong learn the trick of destroying the gods, and he used it on himself!

"Grass!"

Tang Long couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, his body trembled violently, his delicate face was too angry, but now it was a little terrifying.

Anger, not just because, there was always an impulse in his mind that affected him. Tang Long was even more angry, just because Fei Yong used some god-destroying technique, he let himself come to this Oneiroi Continent inexplicably, allowing himself to leave the place that haunted him and come to this strange and dangerous place.

Although I didn't have a good life in my previous life, I always complained a little, but when I left, I realized that I was so deeply in love and had too much nostalgia, but I was afraid that I would never be able to go back.

Besides, it came for some reason, and there was no reminder, so that people could be mentally prepared, and it would be better if they could prepare something.

The most important thing is that Tang Long always thought that crossing such a high-end thing, even if it was not due to the arrangement of the god Weishenme or something, it must not be caused by the black hand of the waste in front of him!

This is blasphemy!

This is a heresy! A heresy will be burned to death!

"Fei Yong... You... Do you dare to fight? No, die! no, rest!" His teeth trembled, revealing words with awe-inspiring murderous intent, and Tang Long squeezed out these words word by word.

Fei Yong was stunned, but he was taken aback by Tang Long's hideous appearance and undisguised killing intent, and hurriedly took a step back.

When he came back to his senses, Fei Yong was stunned and slapped his head. "I'm afraid of what he's going to do? Isn't this just to kill him? I'm a serious dream monk, Tang Long is just a well-known cultivation waste, and he was beaten unconscious yesterday, but unfortunately he didn't kill him. ”

As if ashamed of his withdrawal, Fei Yong snorted coldly and replied loudly: "Why don't you dare? I, a waste, want to learn the tricks of the Great Young Master Tang! It is said that the Great Young Master Tang was a genius back then." I'm so scared!"

Fei Yong instructed his companions beside him: "Don't interfere, let everyone see, who is the waste and who is the real peerless genius!"

"Hmph, let's die!

Tang Long rushed over.

"Great young master, great young master. Why do you have to be like such a person? Go up first, and I'll leave it here. "Curator Jin saw that Tang Long was going to fight a duel with Fei Yong, so he was busy pulling Tang Long.

Tang Long glanced at Pavilion Director Jin coldly, and shouted in a low voice, "Go away!"

Tang Jian, a part-time worker who was standing on the side, also hurriedly ran over, nervously protected Tang Long's body, and persuaded: "Young Master, I'll take you up, there is a curator here." ”

Tang Jian was in the cultivation room upstairs, but he saw Tang Long's cultivation with his own eyes, and this eldest young master was definitely not the legendary cultivation waste. Moreover, as the eldest son of the head of the Tang family, over time, he will definitely be able to make a difference. Take advantage of this opportunity now, why don't you hurry up and hug your thighs?

As soon as Tang Jian turned around, he pointed at Fei Yong's nose and scolded: "Do you want to be shameless? As a dream monk, you actually duel with my young master? What identity do you have, are you worthy? Why don't you go to the teacher to duel, go to the curator to duel!"

"Humph!"

"Untouchables who don't know whether to live or die!"

Fei Yong was so angry that he rolled his eyes, shook his head, and raised his leg to kick over, kicking Tang Jian's chest.

"Bang!"

"Ahh

Fei Yong's sudden kick directly kicked Tang Jian into the air and fell several feet away.

Tang Long was stunned for a moment, when he came to this Oneiroi Continent, this was the first person to say good things for himself, he wouldn't be kicked to death like this, right?

"Are you alright?"

"I'm fine. Anyway, I'm used to being beaten. Tang Jian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said to Tang Long with a nervous face, "Young Master, you can go up with me." You are not his opponent now, after a while of cultivation, let's go to him to settle accounts. “”

Tang Long patted Tang Jian's shoulder and said with a smile: "I'm measured, you rest first, and watch me go to avenge you." ”

Young Master Fei, no matter how presumptuous you are, don't blame me for being unkind. Curator Jin glared at Fei Yong and warned.

What if you're not polite? You're just a dog of the Tang family, do you still want to do something to me? Fei Yong scoffed at Director Jin's warning, pointed at his nose, and shouted: "You move me to try? Come on, you hit me! Forgive me and don't dare! Be careful that I kill your whole family!"

Curator Jin, kill chickens with a knife, leave this kind of beam-jumping clown to me,

Tang Long walked over slowly.

Seeing that Curator Jin was still going to stop him, Tang Long waved his hand and said seriously: "Curator Jin, I will go my own way, let me go by myself, my own business, let me break it by myself, and let me avenge my own revenge." Okay?"

Tang Long's serious face made Curator Jin stunned, in his impression, he had never seen Tang Long so serious.

"Okay!"

Curator Jin pondered for a moment and nodded.

Turning around, Pavilion Director Jin glanced at a martial arts hall instructor, who nodded and quietly disappeared into the crowd.

Tang Long clasped his fists with both hands, arched his hand to Fei Yong, and said coldly: "Please!"

When the two of them were about to fight, they applauded.

The teaching and training workers in the martial arts hall had long been unhappy with Fei Yong, and when they saw Tang Long stepping forward to meet Fei Yong, they shouted one by one that Tang Long would teach Fei Yong a hard lesson.

Fei Yong's companions who came with him shouted one by one: "Kill him! Kill him!"

"Humph!"

Fei Yong sneered, ignored Tang Long's nondescript fist salute, twisted his neck, and swung directly at him.

"That's it!"

Tang Long muttered, his body was only slightly on one side, which made Fei Yong pounce. "I thought this shijie person was so powerful!"

Fei Yong punched the air, and he was also stunned.

"This scrap young master is quite flexible, hmph, scrap wood is waste wood, no cultivation talent, can't build a dream space, can't use spiritual power, no dream power, what's the use? I didn't kill you last time, this time it's up to you how you run!"

Fei Yong's eyes flashed with fierce light, his feet stomped hard, his arms shook, and a burst of silver-white light surged all over his body, and the light shone and gathered to his hands.

In a moment, I saw that my palms became as big as a pu fan out of thin air, showing a silver-white light like steel!

"Whew!", the silver-white giant fist, mixed with the sound of breaking the air, swept towards Tang Long's chest with a roar!

"Is this martial art?"

Tang Long hurriedly turned sideways and flashed to the side.

"Boom!"

Fei Yong stomped on the ground with the soles of his feet, and when his body twisted, the silver-white light surged in his fists, and he took advantage of the situation to smash down on Tang Long's chest!

"Ho!"

In a hurry, Tang Long didn't have time to make any moves, so he puffed out his chest and took it hard!

"Bang!"

Tang Long only felt that his chest was like being smashed by a hammer, and a strong impact hit his chest, making him breathless and almost suffocating, and almost spurting out a mouthful of blood.

This heavy blow directly smashed Tang Long to the ground, slid out a few feet, and knocked Tang Jian, who was standing next to him, to the ground before stopping.

The onlookers exclaimed: "This dream monk is really not ordinary from ordinary people!"

Not to mention anything else, just this punch of liliang, at least a thousand catties! It is impossible for ordinary people to have such a big liliang.

Young Master, are you alright?

Tang Jian got up with a grunt, and hurriedly came to pull Tang Long.

"I'm fine!"

Tang Long pushed Tang Jian away, got up by himself, and touched his chest inexplicably, with a strange look on his face.

Fei Yong's punch just now, he obviously felt that Liliang was very big, and when he was hit hard, he obviously felt very uncomfortable, and even the blood in his chest surged, and he almost vomited blood.

But.

In an instant, Tang Long felt the faint spiritual power between his eyebrows move slightly, and a stream of spiritual power emanated from his whole body, forcibly suppressing the surging qi and blood at once!

Now, Tang Long not only didn't feel uncomfortable, but instead felt a burst of comfortable feeling coming from his chest, similar to the feeling he felt when he was practicing Wang Baquan upstairs just now, but it was even more comfortable than cultivating.

"Could it be that the physique of this other world is different? Or is it a masochist who feels comfortable being beaten?"