I never thought I was such a cow

Chapter 246 The Old Dragon King of the Yan Family

Obviously, Red Fly wanted to go up and practice his hands.

However, at this moment, Lin Chiyang stretched out his hand suddenly, and the palm of his hand glistened with blood.

A red token appeared in his hand.

Blood order!

The eyes of the three of Yeying were all serious for a while, and then they suddenly showed a look of surprise.

Yeying gave Lin Chiyang this bloody coat order back then, of course she recognized it herself, and when she recognized the token, she also knew Lin Chiyang's true identity.

"Sister Yeying, why does that thing look so familiar to me?" Red Fly asked with narrowed eyes.

Although his character is reckless, it doesn't mean that he is not careful, and he quickly saw the clues.

"Let's watch it first, it would be best if we don't fight him." Ye Ying said in a low voice.

"Even if we want to fight against him, the three of us may not be able to reap benefits if we join forces."

The taciturn Kuishan said something quite truthful.

The last time he fought against Lin Chiyang was this big guy with the pinnacle of physical strength, and he had the most right to speak.

Red Fly was a little unconvinced, and said: "This is impossible, isn't this little guy still a weak chicken a month ago? Although I admit his talent, it has not been two months yet, he can't be so evil, right?" ?”

Yeying and Kuishan didn't speak anymore, obviously they didn't want to go into details, after all they almost died at the hands of Lin Chiyang that day, it's not a glorious thing.

The communication between the three was voice-repressed, and no one nearby could hear it.

Wu Pengcheng's pupils constricted when he saw that Lin Chiyang actually took out the Blood Clothes Token. After cooperating with the Blood Clothes Sect for so long, he naturally knew the existence of the Blood Clothes Token, but he didn't understand why "Yan Wuyan" had such a token?

Could it be that she is also a member of the Blood Clothes Sect?

"Old master, be careful!"

Just when Wu Pengcheng was distracted, a young voice rang in his ears, and then he felt a gushing wave of air rushing towards him, and the figure of Yan Samsara came into sight.

boom!

A dull sound exploded, and Yan Samsara's fist touched a young man's chest.

It was the fake Wu Cheng.

He stood in front of Wu Pengcheng with his own flesh and blood.

There was a slight ripple in Yan Samsara's cloudy eyes, secretly thinking that this young man's strength is so good that he can block his own punch.

Lin Chiyang, who was a few meters away, smiled and said nothing. He immediately saw that the young man's strength was at the peak of B-level, and his ability was probably defensive. It shows that this young man is also a super warrior.

The supernatural power and the fighting spirit of the warrior are fused with each other, and they are invincible in the same realm, and they can even challenge by leapfrogging.

"The little guy is good, but it's a pity that he followed the wrong master!"

Yan Samshui whispered a word of praise, but he didn't show any mercy in his hands. The fighting spirit of the warrior in his body was agitated. Without any hidden illness, the old man's cultivation base in the late stage of the God's Embryo Realm was fully exposed. The veins on his arms were prominent, and the continuous and heavy strength poured out , Shocked the young man away.

Seeing this scene, Wu Pengcheng's eyes almost froze. He didn't expect Yan Samsara, who had been trampled under his feet, to have such terrifying strength.

"Dad, you leave first, and leave it to me to deal with it."

Wu Zhenggang got up suddenly and said to Wu Pengcheng, then turned his gaze to Ye Ying and the other three, pleading: "Please protect my father from the three of you."

Ye Ying didn't speak.

Wu Zhenggang was taken aback for a moment, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

However, there is not much time for him to think now, because Yan Samsara has already rushed over with a pair of giant fists.

Old and strong.

The old man deserves to be the leader of the capital, and he had the reputation of "the enemy of ten thousand people" when he was young. Now that he is old, he is still as good as he was back then, and he is worthy of the word "Old Dragon King".

Everyone in the Yan family was dumbfounded, especially Yan Qingtian, who had never seen his father so fierce before.

Yan Wushuang also looked at his grandfather with admiration, he was at the age when he was eager for strength.

But Yan's mother's eyes fell on Lin Chiyang. She had an intuition that the old man's radiant face might be due to her future son-in-law.

As for the young nanny, she is just an ordinary person, and she came here today just for dinner, and to help Lin Chiyang touch up her makeup when necessary. She had never seen such a battle before, and she couldn't help hiding behind Lin Chiyang, because her instinct told It is safest for her to hide behind Brother Sanpao.

I have to say that sometimes a woman's intuition is really scary.

"Old man, die!"

Wu Zhenggang roared angrily, and rushed up directly, facing Yan Samsara.

To say that the biggest achievement of the Wu family since cooperating with the Blood Clothes Sect is to have a powerful Patriarch.

Wu Zhenggang himself is just an ordinary ability user, his attribute is a very common strange power, and his talent is not outstanding, but since he cooperated with the Blood Clothes Sect, he has absorbed almost all the resources provided by the Blood Clothes Sect to the Wu family by himself, and has become a Power Warrior.

Other super fighters absorb a ray of warrior fighting spirit, but he is very extravagant. He locks the warrior fighting spirit provided by the Blood Clothes Gate to the family in a vacuum room, where basic necessities of life are covered, and his physical body is strengthened over time.

As the saying goes, dead wood cannot be carved, but if you put in the effort to carve it, it will be much better than the original dead wood.

Wu Zhenggang is such a rotten piece of wood. Although his talent is mediocre, such a long period of vindictiveness has made him the most powerful Patriarch in the history of the Wu family.

A-level peak.

This is a rare powerhouse in China.

But even so, Mr. Yan still didn't take Wu Zhenggang seriously, his body was full of fighting spirit, and there was a faint sound of dragon chant.

It's not that Lin Chiyang passed on the real dragon energy to the old man, but that Yan Samsara, who is a warrior, has practiced a technique called "Dragon Song". Although it is only a fragment and only the first half, but Being cultivated to the extreme by the old man, his power is quite astonishing.

At the beginning, Wu Zhenggang was able to draw with the old man, but as time went by, he found that although Yan Samsara's fist had not changed, it was getting stronger and stronger. After one minute, he could not catch his punch. It seemed a little strenuous.

In fact, only Lin Chiyang was able to see the reason.

The so-called Dragon Yin is actually a sound wave technique, which cannot substantially improve the strength of the practitioner, but it can subtly weaken the opponent.

Every time Yan Samsara punches, there will be a slight sound of dragon chant, which may not be felt at first, but after a long time, the sound of dragon chant will be superimposed one by one, and each one will weaken the opponent. The effect after superposition is quite a lot.

So in just one minute, Wu Zhenggang's strength has been weakened to the level of mid-level B without his being aware of it at all. How could he be able to block Yan Samsara's fist.

The three people on the main seat watched for a long time, and finally came to their senses, Red Fly chuckled lightly and said, "That's how the title of Old Dragon King came about. If the chief instructor hadn't mentioned it, I really couldn't see the clue Woolen cloth."

"I'm afraid someone will see it earlier than us."

Kui Shan said in a low voice, his eyes were on Lin Chiyang from the beginning to the end.

Yeying, on the other hand, didn't say a word, as if she was a little distracted, thinking about her own affairs.