The reason why Mo Chen suddenly stopped was because when he was about to approach the courtyard gate, a sense of horror suddenly welled up in his heart, as if something dangerous was about to happen.

With Mo Chen's spirit that was more powerful than the consummation of the Condensation Realm at this time, the sudden warning would naturally not be without reason. So Mo Chen immediately stopped, concentrating his mind and feeling it. The invisible spiritual sense seemed to spread out in the shape of a circle, and Mo Chen seemed to know the situation within five zhang of the vicinity at once. It's not that there is any picture or image in the mind, but a sense of mystery and mystery, that is, knowing what is within this range. Therefore, Mo Chen himself turned this situation into a spiritual sense, and this spiritual sense has been growing uninterruptedly during this period of time, and the range of perception has expanded several times compared to when Mo Chen used it to steal the secret medicine, I really can't imagine how much range it can sense as Mo Chen's concentration is complete, or what other amazing changes will occur.

At this time, with the opening of Mo Chen's spiritual perception, he finally found the source of the danger induction. In the courtyard in front of Mo Chen's house, a person was standing quietly. And in the perception, although the man was carrying his hands behind his back and looked calm, there was a feeling of suppressed anger on his body, like a dynamite bag that would explode at any time.

"Who is ambushing him?" Mo Chen quickly flashed a few answers in his heart, and carefully felt the warning signs coming from his body, measured the degree of danger, and then opened the courtyard door and walked in.

As Mo Chen pushed the door in, the person on the other side looked over, and by the last reflection of the sun that had already set, taking advantage of the beginning of the gray sky, the people in front of the house seemed to be carefully identifying Mo Chen's identity, and then as if he had determined something, he said in an astringent voice:

"You're finally back, I've been waiting for you for a long time. ”

Just when the person on the other side was observing Mo Chen, Mo Chen also saw his appearance. He was dressed in a black silk brocade robe, and there seemed to be something pinned to one side of the dark belt. This man looked like he was twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with no expression on his face, but there was a deep hatred in his eyes. After taking a closer look at his somewhat familiar face, and thinking about it for a while, Mo Chen suddenly understood why this person was ambushing him with undisguised hatred.

This person's face is seven or eight points similar to Feng Yuankun who died at the hands of Mo Chen and others.

"Do you know why I came to you?" This look and age should have a deep relationship with Feng Yuankun, and it is even very likely that Feng Yuankun's brother spoke again.

Sure enough, then this person's words confirmed Mo Chen's guess: "Because I want to avenge my brother, it hasn't been long since I think about it, you shouldn't have forgotten my face, right?"

This person seemed to be venting the long-pent-up emotions in his heart at this time, and he didn't wait for Mo Chen to answer, so he said to himself:

"My parents died when I was fourteen years old, and I look a lot like you. But I have an eight-year-old brother who lives with me since the death of my parents, although life was difficult at that time, but my brother has been well-behaved and obedient since he was a child, and I have never felt tired of living with my younger brother. ”

As he narrated, especially watching him mention Feng Yuankun when he was a child, he had a doting expression on his face that couldn't be concealed. Mo Chen knew that today's things might not be good, and what made Mo Chen care more was his understanding of Mo Chen's background. unexpectedly knew that Mo Chen had also lost his father since he was a child and lived on the streets.

“............ As I learned martial arts in the Black Snake Gang and slowly gained a foothold, my younger brother also reached the age of fifteen, which is the right age to practice martial arts. At that time, he told me that he also wanted to join the Black Snake Gang. I knew he was trying to take my shoulders, but the gang fight was so dangerous that I was just being recognized as an official gang member and didn't have much power to shelter him. So I asked him to wait a few years, and then I would talk about it when I had a status in the gang, even if I delayed the best time to practice martial arts because of this, as long as my brother can be safe, I just want him to be safe...... I didn't expect to hurt him. If it weren't for him practicing martial arts too late, how could he only be in the Yuan Realm now, let alone be plotted to death by a few ordinary people!" Speaking of this, the man's voice was hoarse, his eyes were red, his expression began to be hideous, and a pair of hands couldn't help waving in front of him, bringing a hissing sound of breaking the wind, which made Mo Chen's heart feel a little cold, and he was even more energetic.

At this time, the person in front of him finally couldn't help but yell:

"Remember, the person who killed you is called Feng Yuanqian! In addition to you, there are several other murderers of my brother, and I will reunite you one by one. ”

As he spoke, Feng Yuanqian strode forward and pushed him with a palm.

Facing Feng Yuanqian's powerful and heavy palm, Mo Chen took a slight left step and dodged. Long before Feng Yuanqian made a move, Mo Chen was paying attention to his every move, and his spiritual perception enveloped his body, and any subtle movements could not hide Mo Chen's induction.

A blow missed, Feng Yuanqian's palm immediately flipped over, turning the palm into a knife and cutting horizontally, the whole action was like a cloud of flowing water, not only did not have the slightest pause, but also turned the forward momentum into the propulsion of the palm knife, the speed was faster, the move was more urgent, and there was even a stream of air converging on the edge of the palm knife to increase the lethality of this move.

In the face of the powerful and swift attack produced by the vision that may have been brought about by some kind of martial arts effect, Mo Chen seemed to be an unpredictable prophet, as early as when he had just withdrawn from the first step, he bullied forward and approached Feng Yuanqian, and at the same time smashed a punch, which took the strength of Mo Chen's whole body, and with boiling qi and blood, accompanied by a mighty force, he attacked Feng Yuanqian's throat, forcing his face to change drastically, and he had to raise his other palm to meet it. With a bang, the hastily raised palm blocked Mo Chen's punch that struck first, Feng Yuanqian's body took a step back from the impact of the fist, and the palm knife in the other hand was naturally unsustainable after the balance of his body was destroyed.

"How is it possible?" Feeling the force of the hit in his hand, Feng Yuanqian said in surprise:

"It's only been three months of hard work, and you have actually reached the consummation of the Peiyuan Realm?" and then denied:

"No, it's not just that Pei Yuan Realm is able to use qi and blood to drive the strength of the whole body, this strength is more condensed, and there is a sense of sharpness in the attack, which is the subtlety of the flow of energy in the body that is perceived by the spirit, resulting in a more condensed and nuanced feeling of strength. You have at least reached the realm of concentrating on Xiaocheng, and even if you were able to dodge the wind-breaking palm I hit and return the blow to me, you must have used some kind of body technique and footwork. You've even practiced an external skill? How long has it been?"

Feng Yuanqian couldn't help but be shocked, since Mo Chen began to join the Golden Scale Gang until now, it has only been three months of hard work, and he has been able to concentrate on Xiaocheng and cultivate external skills, such a martial arts entry into the realm is definitely beyond his expectations.

What Feng Yuanqian, who was shocked at the moment, didn't know was that although Mo Chen didn't concentrate as much as he imagined, he didn't practice external skills. However, Mo Chen's spiritual realm is far beyond concentrating on perfection, and it is also a wonderful use of extraordinary spiritual sense, it is precisely because Mo Chen's spiritual sense envelops Feng Yuanqian, and he always understands Feng Yuanqian's next move through the strength reaction around him, which creates this illusion that Mo Chen has cultivated what kind of body technique can avoid the attack of the Wind Breaking Palm.

However, Mo Chen didn't have the intention to explain to the person who came to kill him, so he just said:

"It seems that your Black Snake Gang's intelligence sources are not very reliable, didn't you even mention my talent in martial arts cultivation? No wonder the Black Snake Gang is always at a disadvantage in the fight with the Golden Scale Gang now, and the situation is getting worse and worse. ”

"Hmph!" Faced with the provocation of Mo Chen, the enemy who killed his brother, Feng Yuanqian was even more angry, and without saying a word, he attacked again.

Just looking at Feng Yuanqian's feet, he stepped on it hard, as if he had used some special footwork technique, and the whole person rushed towards Mo Chen at a fast speed, and his figure flashed to the front, and the speed was incredible. At the same time, his left hand grabbed forward with a claw, sealing Mo Chen's movement route from the left, and his right hand pushed it with a palm.

Feeling the movements that the spiritual sense had predicted through the flow of strength before Feng Yuanqian made a move. Mo Chen was not in a hurry, he stretched out his left hand and stretched out his palm before Feng Yuanqian's left hand grabbed it, and then grabbed the wrist of his left hand that seemed to be deliberately sent by Feng Yuanqian in the middle of the way, and then took a step sideways to step to the left side of Feng Yuankun's body, dodging the powerful palm of his right hand and agitating qi and blood at the same time, the qi and blood strength of his body converged on his right palm along the spiritual drive, and slapped on Feng Yuanqian's defenseless left shoulder, with a bang, accompanied by a slight click, Feng Yuanqian, whose left shoulder bone was broken, staggered back two steps, and then looked at Mo Chen after stabilizing his body。