Jiang Chao said: "The soul-chasing technique of Baixiang Sect is a great idea and is difficult to crack, so the disciples of Baixiang Sect are unscrupulous."

Song Yiyang gritted his teeth and stepped forward.

"Papapapapapapapapapa..." He slapped the man more than a dozen times in the face before stopping, gloomy and fierce.

Jiang Chao could understand his anger.

Leng Fei closed his eyes and remained motionless, as if the old monk had entered into meditation. The surging power of the earth was constantly nourishing the bodies of the two people and repairing them.

A quarter of an hour later, he opened his eyes and was already calm: "Hold them in, and Jiang Shaoxia helps."

Although Jiang Chao was arrogant and was always dissatisfied with Leng Fei, he didn't say much at this time and bent down to help Fan Changfa up.

He felt that Leng Fei was particularly scary at this time, and his voice was calm, but when he heard it, he was covered in cold air, as if he was about to be frozen.

Song Yiyang helped Leng Mei up, Jiang Chao helped Fan Changfa up, Leng Fei came to the middle-aged man with turmeric face and punched him gently.

Jiang Chao's eyelids twitched.

With Leng Fei's power, the Dantian can be destroyed in this moment.

The middle-aged man woke up with a turmeric face and stared at Leng Fei with resentment.

Leng Fei poked his fingers a few times on his body, first sealed the mute hole, and then used the soul searching hand.

After a while, the middle-aged turmeric face twisted, his legs were broken, and the blood had just condensed, and only his hands were slamming on the ground and rolling.

He knew what this was. The soul searcher of his sect never thought that one day he would taste it himself.

Leng Fei turned around and ignored him. The three of them helped Leng Meifan's long hair into the house. Then Leng Fei looked at Song Yiyang: "What about you? Is it important?"

"I can't die." Song Yiyang said.

Leng Mei and Fan Changfa were already lying on the couch, Leng Fei injected the power of the earth into one hand and kept repairing.

Leng Fei said: "This is Jiang Chao and Young Master Jiang from Changsheng Valley, a Qi training man in the twelve-level building, to protect you for a few days."

Jiang Chao clasped his fists and said calmly: "The one who was a Qi training man from the Nine-Level Building just now is really rare for Mr. Song to stop it."

"Oh..." Song Yiyang shook his head: "No matter whether it is the Ninth or the Twelveth floor, if I don't block it in time, I'm a sinner."

Leng Fei snorted.

He was still scared, but he knew that Song Yiyang had done his best and everything could not be as satisfactory as possible. Even if he had changed himself, he would have to do so.

Song Yiyang said: "Young Master Jiang wants to protect me?"

"The Baixiang Sect will definitely attack you." Leng Fei said: "Who told you to have something to do with me? You are unlucky."

Song Yiyang said angrily: "It's really unlucky enough. You can cause trouble too much, but Young Master Jiang, I'm flattered, how can I help you protect me?"

Jiang Chao smiled: "Young Master Song has practiced martial arts for less than a year?"

"I just visited Xiaoyao Hall this year." Song Yiyang said.

He is now a Qi training man in the Second Tower, and the third punch of Taiyue Soul-Suppressing Hammer, he can barely block the Ninth Tower, which is so proud enough.

A month ago, when it comes to Qi training, they are all respectful.

Song Yiyang said: "But Young Master Jiang protects me, what should you do?"

"I have my own way." Leng Fei said.

Song Yiyang nodded: "Okay, it's time for Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Chao smiled and shook his head.

Song Yiyang is also a genius. He can enter the Qi Training Master's Second Tower in less than a year and is worthy of his own protection!

Leng Fei put down Fan Changfa and Leng Mei's hands and made a move at Song Yiyang.

"It doesn't matter me." Song Yiyang sat down as he spoke and stretched out his hand.

Leng Fei put his wrist on and felt his injuries.

Song Yiyang had swallowed the Jade Ginseng Xuelan, and his injuries were controlled, but his internal organs were injured but not seriously injured.

After all, Song Yiyang is a qi practitioner. He has internal energy and can protect his internal organs.

The surging power of the earth began to enter, and Song Yiyang looked at Leng Fei in surprise.

He was very familiar with this power. When he used the Green Bull Crashing Sky Map, he could feel this power, but it was weak and did not consider it.

At this time, this power was a hundred times stronger, and the internal organs seemed to be soaked in a hot spring, warm and melting.

Leng Fei nodded.

Confirmed Song Yiyang's guess.

Song Yiyang thought something and began to understand the Green Niu Crashing the Sky Picture. It seems that what he realized was a deviation. The Green Niu Power is not the fundamental, it is this power. With the same secret, Leng Fei can always practice deeper and stronger.

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The night became darker, and Leng Fei left his home.

The lanterns around it made the alleys clear. The middle-aged man with turmeric face was gone, only a few pools of blood were left on the ground.

With Fan Changfa's support, Leng Mei stood in the threshold and waved her hand to Leng Fei: "Go quickly and come back quickly, and we'll solve it quickly."

Leng Fei smiled, waved his hand and turned around and strode away.

Leng Mei stared at him in the threshold, and when she disappeared completely, she began to wipe her tears, which made Yang Qiaoyu and Song's mother comfort each other.

Song Yiyang and his family have just moved here, so they simply live in the same place, protected by Jiang Chao and Song Yiyang, and the sign of Prince Yu’s Mansion, which is foolproof.

Leng Fei used the Qianyuan Art and transformed himself into his breath, as if a stone disappeared in the shadow of the alley.

After a few breaths, he flipped into a house, landed silently, and merged into the shadow under the wall.

Sneak in the shadows until the window, the facial features ignite to the limit, connecting them to form a vague blurry picture.

Press the window with your left palm.

"Bang!" The window exploded, and the two old men who were practicing cross-legged on the kang jumped up in shock and avoided the window debris.

"Swish!" Two white lights shot into the heads of the two old men in an instant.

They wanted to dodge, but they didn't have time.

"Bobo!" Their heads blew up.

"Swish!" The white light shot into the middle-aged man's head lying on the kang.

"Pop!" The head blew up.

Leng Fei has fallen under the walls of the alley and walks through the shadows.

His ears and smell are at its peak.

The disciples of the Baixiang Sect all have a special smell, which is almost invisible to ordinary people, but he can clearly hear it.

This special taste is issued by the waist card of the disciple of the Baixiang Sect.

This waist brand is made of a special material, so outsiders cannot imitate it. This material exudes a strange smell that looks like fragrance but not fragrance, smell but not smell.

He sneaked in the shadows and appeared in a courtyard.

Through hearing, there were twelve people in this courtyard, three middle-aged men and nine young women. The man laughed loudly, and the woman made a giggle and laughed sweetly.

Leng Fei shook his head.

All the disciples of the Baixiang Sect are lustful. It is said that this is related to the mental method they practice, and also to the fact that they are not upright on the upper beam and are crooked on the lower beam.

He floated lightly over the wall and fell silently into the shadow under the wall. The combination of the Qianyuan Art and the power of the earth was even more magical than the cooperation of internal energy.

He moved slowly like a stone and stopped outside the bedroom.

The voice became clearer, the man's cheerful laughter, the woman's delicate begging for mercy, and the violent gasping sound mixed together.

Leng Fei could imagine the depressing scenes inside, his heart was like an ancient well, and only the cold murderous intent was filled with it.

He punched it out with a fierce punch.

"Bang!" The window exploded, and the window paper and wood shot in.

The women screamed.

Then nine white bodies flew out one by one.

Three bare middle-aged men threw them out.

Leng Fei had already crawled through the bedroom door, and while they were paying attention, two flying knives shot out.

"Swish!" The two men's heads exploded.

"Ha!" The roar was like thunder.

Leng Fei's eyes swayed, his ears buzzed, as if he was about to explode his head.

Lei Yin suddenly flashed in his mind.

Five lightnings flow.

A ray of lightning escaped from the thunder seal.

The world in front of me suddenly slowed down, and a middle-aged man rushed over like a ferocious person and punched him like a white elephant to step on the ground.

The flying knife shot to it.

"Pop!" The middle-aged man's head exploded.

Leng Fei turned around and left, not because he didn't want to search for their hidden objects, but because he had limited time and had to deal with the masters of the Baixiang Sect overnight.

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