Chapter 739

"Master!"

In the inner courtyard of Yang's house, the five poison boy helped Tu Ganglie, who had been seriously injured, and hurried back.

Yang Feng walked out of the room and his face suddenly sank: "what's going on?"

"As soon as they came in, they made killing moves. There were a large number of people and experts. I couldn't beat them. I had to save them first."

The five poisons boy hurried, but as soon as his voice fell, a series of footsteps came quickly from far to near.

Just like a dark cloud, Murong Yinfeng came to Yang Feng with an evil smile. Everyone behind him exuded a gurgling cold killing intention.

Yang Feng gently waved and asked the five poison boys to step aside first. Then he glanced at the crowd 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 up, water flows down!"

With a smile, Zhuge shisan gently shook his feather fan and said defiantly, "I'm a pragmatic person. You've been away from home for more than a year. The decline of the Yang family is a foregone conclusion. I can't be buried with you. So now I've worked at Murong's house."

"Murong family?"

As soon as his eyebrows shook, Yang Feng took another deep look at the head of the middle-aged man: "are you the current head of the Murong family?"

"Yes, the West King of Benwang Town, Murong Yinfeng!"

The corners of his mouth grinned, Murong Yinfeng immediately looked at him with a look of arrogance, and the evil spirit said, "boy, I asked you two questions, you'd better answer them truthfully. First, a year and a half ago..."

"Wait!"

But before he finished, Yang Feng directly interrupted and said coldly, "who just hurt my two brothers, stand up!"

"It's me. How about it?"

With a disdainful smile, the Lama came out at his command, his eyes full of contempt.

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

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

Poof!

The Lama had just raised his right hand triumphantly, but he had not finished his words. There was a dull noise and the blood soared. The arm suddenly flew into the air like a broken kite. After floating for a while, it fell to the ground with a slap.

Ah!

With a roar, the Lama hugged his right arm in pain and sweated like a waterfall.

Murong Yinfeng and others were shocked when their pupils contracted.

Who? Who cut off the arm of the Great Snow Mountain master Wuyan Lama in an instant? What a fast blade.

All the experts present just now didn't respond to the sudden attack. Such a strange skill immediately shocked all the strong people present, and waves surged in their hearts.

Zizizi

At this time, a harsh beep sounded. I don't know when, in front of a sharpening stone in the hospital, an old man with one arm was slowly grinding the blade in his hand and muttered, "don't be so cheap."

Is it the old man who just shot?

Hearing his words, everyone was depressed, and then murmured, "senior, I don't know your name?"

"I'm a pig butcher of the Yang family. What can I report, ha ha!"

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

"Kill it, today's tooth sacrifice!"

Ah!

Bending over, Wang batian walked to the backyard like a butcher.

Goo Doo!

Looking at his cynical back, Murong Yin Feng couldn't help swallowing his saliva difficultly, and then looked at Yang Feng. His tone softened for a moment: "the Yang family leader, this is..."

"A pig butcher in our family is not worth mentioning!"

Without hesitation, Yang Feng waved his hand. Instead of paying attention to him, he continued to look at the Lama and said, "did you hurt my brother intentionally or unintentionally?"

"Unintentional!"

The Lama licked his lips. Before he could speak, the five poison boy on one side shouted, "he wanted to kill them both, but he didn't expect them to have magic tools to protect themselves, so his strength was small. Later, he wanted to make up another palm."

oh

As soon as he raised his eyebrows, Yang Feng's eyes flashed a cruel color: "now that you have the heart to kill my brother, take your life."

"What? You want to kill me?"

When his body shook, the Lama immediately stepped back and sneered, "it depends on whether you have this book..."

Whoosh!

However, he still didn't finish his words. When a cold light crossed, he straightened up, his eyes burst out, and couldn't move any more. There was only a thin thread between his neck, which kept seeping blood.

Beside him, I don't know when a girl in black appeared, expressionless, just the long knife in his hand, emitting a gurgling cold light.

Hiss!

Seeing this scene, not only the Murong Yin wind, but also the strong people behind him couldn't stop taking a breath.

When did the female doll appear? It's a ghost. Master Wuyan Lama, the second-class master of the grand war, didn't even have a chance to respond. She cut her throat and killed her. She is so powerful

Boom, boom!

However, it is too early for them to be surprised now.

But when I heard a loud noise breaking through the air, I saw a big man on the roof waving his fist and smashing the last fist into the sky. But I saw nine days broken and the whole sky trembling.

Murong Yinfeng and others were immediately scared white.

They need more than ten or twenty people to take this punch, don't they?

His grandmother, who is this man? He's so domineering. He's definitely a peerless strongman among the top war emperors.

Poof!

People were shocked. Suddenly, Murong Yinfeng felt that someone had touched him behind him. When he looked back, his eyes almost didn't pop out.

I don't know when a young man of about 20 turned his back and stood side by side with him. The key is that there are so many people around him. How on earth did this boy appear in the center of everyone and have not been found?

This scene not only scared Murong Yinfeng silly, but also those peerless experts who protected him turned pale.

What is sacred about this boy? His hiding time is heinous.

If he can approach the master of his house without being aware of it under the heavy protection of these strong men, doesn't it mean that if he wants to be an assassin, he can take the master's head anytime, anywhere?

God, what exactly is this Yang mansion?

How come all the people who appear are such incredible peerless strong men?

If you fight with these people, even if there are many people, they feel nervous and have no chance of winning.

His face twitched and Murong was about to cry.

It's useless to hire so many peerless experts to protect themselves. It's so easy for others to get close casually. Are these people unaware?

Shit, what else do I want you to do?

Murong Yinfeng was wailing in his heart, while Zhuge shisan was wide eyed and surprised.

He didn't expect that the master of the house had recruited so many experts to the Yang family in a year and a half. The West King of the town and Murong Yinfeng were frightened.

In this case, he will be relieved.

To tell the truth, he was really worried that Yang Feng could not withstand the revenge war of Murong family. But now it seems that he underestimates their owner, ha ha.

"Lord!"

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