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"You...bastard!"

"You bastard, you dare to act wild in Lingjiu Palace, who gave you the courage?"

The four women were all ashamed and angry, talking coquettishly and drinking. They all looked at Jiang Fengyu, wishing to eat him alive.

"okay."

The smile on Jiang Fengyu's face suddenly faded.

This cold shout, like thunder in the daytime, rang in the ears of the four girls, making their heads buzz.

In an instant, the voices of the four women stopped abruptly.

Jiang Fengyu glanced at them coldly, and then said two words lightly: "Lead the way."

"What a terrifying internal force!"

One of the women stared at Jiang Fengyu in shock.

She once had the honor to see the Tianshan Child Elder show her own strength. When she was angry, she was like Wang Yang's sea, unfathomable, as if it could swallow people up at any time!

"you……"

The other woman was about to yell, but she stopped her.

The four girls whispered together and made a decision quickly.

"Sir, we were rude just now! Please!"

One of the women spoke, her voice gentle and sweet, without any of the coldness she had just now.

Jiang Fengyu nodded slightly.

This woman does have a good eye. It seems that this person from the Lingjiu Palace is not a loser. She has a high martial arts value and a low IQ, so she can be used!

"Let's go."

Jiang Fengyu waved his folding fan and followed the woman unsteadily.

Drive slowly all the way.

Not long after, they arrived in front of a main hall, and they could see that there were birds and warblers everywhere. In the Vulture Palace, as expected, all the girls were female!

The yin energy is extremely strong!

Jiang Fengyu sighed in his heart, he had to say that this is really a good place.

"stop!"

Suddenly, a slightly older cold shout sounded.

Jiang Fengyu turned around and saw that a charming middle-aged woman was walking over. Her appearance was not bad, but her eyes were extremely cold.

"Po Yu!"

The woman named Jiang Fengyu who led the way hurriedly saluted.

"Po Yu?"

Jiang Fengyu raised his eyebrows.

He did know this name. He was a person who had been waiting for Child Elder of Tianshan for a long time. Now he was almost 60 years old. He had received some true teachings from Child Elder, and his martial arts skills were not weak!

"Who are they? How did you bring a man in?"

Yu Po glanced at Jiang Fengyu coldly and said unhappily.

"them……"

The woman glanced at Jiang Fengyu in embarrassment and whispered, "This man said that he is the palace master's nephew."

"Master's nephew?"

Po Yu frowned.

She looked Jiang Fengyu up and down and snorted: "I have served the palace master for decades, and I have never heard of her having any nephews. Where are you from?"

"I?"

Jiang Fengyu's lips curled up slightly, "I'm afraid that my uncle will kill you if I tell you."

This is not nonsense!

The Xiaoyao Sect has an unwritten rule that all outer disciples who know the name "Xiaoyao Sect" should die.

Po Yu's frown deepened.

Although she didn't believe it in her heart, she hesitated because she really didn't know the origin of Tianshan Child Elder.

The young man in front of him seemed to be standing plain, with flaws all over his body.

However, there is no flaw anywhere!

There is no doubt that this young man with a scholarly appearance has unfathomable martial arts skills.

"Then what's your name? Can you tell me this?" Yu Po asked again.

"Jiang Fengyu."

Jiang Fengyu said lightly.

"There should be no heroes with this name among the younger generation in the world." Grandma Yu thought in her heart, "I have heard of Bei Qiao Feng and Nan Murong. This Jiang Fengyu is not weak in martial arts. He should not be acquainted with his nationality. Nameless is it. Is it a pseudonym?"

Thinking of this, Yu Po's eyes flashed.

Without any warning, she reached out her hand, and with a gentle but fierce force, she struck straight at Jiang Fengyu's chest.

"Ah……"

Jiang Fengyu chuckled.

He stood motionless, but when his palm was about to reach his chest, he suddenly stretched out his hand, and his powerful internal force instantly condensed between his palms and shot out!

Bang!

The two palms touch each other.

Yu Po's expression suddenly changed, and she flew backwards. She spat out a mouthful of blood in mid-air and fell to the ground.

"What a profound inner strength!"

She looked at Jiang Fengyu in horror.

This palm has no rules and is entirely based on deep internal strength. Although there are no moves, how many people in the world can stop this kind of internal strength? !

"Yu Po!"

Next to her, the woman's expression changed drastically and she was about to draw her sword.

"Back off!"

The corners of Yu Po's eyes twitched and she quickly stopped.

Just kidding, in the Lingjiu Palace, no one else except the palace master and her would be able to resist such an expert. Her strong internal strength alone is enough to kill countless people!

Not to mention, the opponent hasn't even used his martial arts yet.

"I was offended by the old man just now, please don't blame me, young hero!"

After taking a deep breath, Yu Po stood up slowly and stared at Jiang Fengyu, "Young hero said he is the palace master's nephew. I wonder... is there any proof?"