Urban magic doctor

Zhao Ang was about to stop his hand, but found that his fist was tightly held by Chen Yang and could not move at all. Even if he gathered his true energy to exert force, Chen Yang's palm did not waver at all.

The key is that Chen Yang's hand holding his fist has no real energy fluctuations and relies entirely on the power of his physical body.

"Body Refiner! What a powerful force!"

Zhao Ang looked at Chen Yang with a look of horror on his face, but he couldn't see through the other person's realm. This made him even more shocked, knowing that he had met a master today.

He did not increase his strength or release his artistic conception.

Because he understands that he is not the opponent's opponent.

He came back to his senses, organized his thoughts, remained calm, and said in a cold voice: "Boy, let me go, I can spare your life!"

"You can't help but kill me?"

Chen Yang smiled, really laughed.

The second-generation ancestor in front of him actually has pretty good talent, but his brain is not very good. Under such circumstances, if he dares to threaten Chen Yang, isn't he seeking death?

Seeing that Chen Yang stopped talking, Zhao Ang thought he was scared and sneered: "I tell you, my brother is Zhao Lei. He and Brother Dongfang Hongfei of Longwu Academy, Brother Zhang Jiuyan of Daomen, Shuntian County Brother Wang Zhilong, Wenxiu of the Iron Embroidery Sect, and others are all close friends."

Chen Yang knew all the people Zhao Ang mentioned at this moment, because the information about these people was recorded in the spiritual ultimatum given by Liu Luanqi. All of them are top geniuses in Nanjiu County and are extremely powerful. This time Qianlong Conference, be careful of your opponents.

However, there is no point in using these people to threaten Chen Yang.

"Are you done?"

Chen Yang asked calmly without letting go of Zhao Ang's fist.

Zhao Ang said in a deep voice: "After that, do you still dare to touch me?"

Chen Yang shook his head and said, "Why don't I dare to touch you? Those people you just mentioned are not my friends. What do they have to do with me?"

Zhao Ang was stunned for a moment and said hurriedly: "Aren't you afraid of them?"

"No need to be afraid."

Chen Yang was too lazy to say anything more. He exerted force with his palm, and the physical power of the Bahuang Overlord came out. There was a clicking sound, and Zhao Ang's fist was directly crushed by him.

"ah!"

Zhao Ang let out a painful scream, which frightened everyone around him so much that they turned pale and fled away, fearing that they would be affected.

"You bastard, I'm going to kill you!"

Zhao Ang roared angrily, his right hand was held by Chen Yang, he took out a nine-marked heavenly weapon with his left hand, and stabbed Chen Yang with a sword.

"snort!"

Chen Yang snorted coldly, grabbed Zhao Ang's fist, and faced the sword blade.

The speed was so fast that Zhao Ang reacted and wanted to sheath his sword, but it was too late.

With a puff, the sword blade actually penetrated Zhao Ang's fist, and blood spurted out, causing Zhao Ang to scream in pain again.

"roll!"

Before Zhao Ang could react, Chen Yang hit Zhao Ang on the chest with a palm. Zhao Ang flew backwards and fell to the ground, with a sword stuck in his hand, and his face turned pale with pain.

Chen Yang didn't really hurt Zhao Ang's foundation, he just gave the opponent a lesson, so Zhao Ang stood up immediately after pulling out the sword blade.

After all, he was still in the induction period, so he could still keep his composure. He glared at Chen Yang coldly and said, "Don't leave if you have the guts. Just wait for me. Whatever you did to me just now, I will definitely repay you twice as much!"

Chen Yang did not answer Zhao Ang's question and stood up: "I told you to get out, don't you understand?"

Seeing him getting up, Zhao Ang took two steps back in fright, fearing that he would take action, so he quickly turned around and left the crowd.

Chen Yang looked at the damaged tables and chairs at the roadside stall and the snacks on other tables. He put down some money on the stall and said to the boss: "This is to compensate you for your losses and the food money of other people who scared you away." .”

"No... Sir, no need..."

The boss quickly declined. Chen Yang had behaved too harshly just now and he did not dare to accept Chen Yang's money.

"You deserve this, just accept it."

Chen Yang sat down at another empty table and said to the boss: "Give me two more bowls of fat sausage rice noodles."

"Yes, sir." The boss responded quickly.

Only then did Yin Yurui come back to her senses. She sat down and said to Chen Yang with a puzzled look on her face: "Senior Brother Chen, why were you suddenly so cruel to Zhao Ang just now?"

Chen Yang smiled and said: "He is plotting against you, am I turning a blind eye?"

"So, you are angry because of me?"

Yin Yurui's eyes lit up and she asked.

Chen Yang said: "I'm not angry either, I'm just unhappy with Zhao Ang."

Although Chen Yang said this, Yin Yurui still felt sweet in her heart, feeling that Chen Yang was standing up for herself.

She looked at Chen Yang's face and was suddenly in a trance. She felt that although Chen Yang was a little fierce when he acted, he was still a nice person.

"Eat the rice noodles quickly."

At this time, the boss brought the rice noodles and Chen Yang greeted Yin Yurui.

Yin Yurui came to her senses and said to Chen Yang, "Senior Brother Chen, aren't we going back?"

Chen Yang said: "I haven't finished the rice noodles just now. Now I'll leave after finishing this bowl."

"Um."

Yin Yurui nodded in agreement, and then immersed herself in eating rice noodles. She glanced at Chen Yang from time to time, feeling an indescribable feeling in her heart.

She had never felt this way before.

The two of them were eating rice noodles calmly, but the passers-by around them were not calm anymore.

The movement just now was not big, but this was a busy city and there were many people watching.

After Zhao Ang escaped, the crowd did not disperse immediately. Everyone gathered around, talking in low voices in twos and threes.

"Did you hear just now? That man's brother is Zhao Ang, and he is related to many powerful people."

"I have heard of Zhao Lei's name. He is a genius at the peak of his concentration and is extremely powerful. It is said that he has the hope of competing for the top twenty in this Qianlong Conference."

"Ah! Zhao Lei is so powerful! If he comes to help his younger brother Zhao Ang, this young man and woman will be miserable."

"There's definitely no good fruit to be had."

"Now is a special period. This young man should not be so reckless. Now that he has provoked Zhao Lei, he is in trouble."

Everyone around them expressed sympathy towards Chen Yang and Yin Yurui, but these two people were still eating their fat sausage rice noodles calmly, leaving people speechless for a while.

…

Baimenglou is a famous restaurant in Fenghuo City.

Tonight, Baimenglou has been booked and will not receive any guests.

The person who booked Baimeng Tower was none other than Dongfang Hongfei.

He held a party here and invited the geniuses from various forces he had met over the years to communicate with everyone.

Not only exchange feelings, but also exchange cultivation experience.

Those who came to comprehend were all the top geniuses from Nanjiu County, Wenxiu from the Iron Embroidery Sect, Zhao Lei from the Eight Lakes League, Zhang Jiuyan from the Dao Sect, and others, were all in Baimeng Tower at the moment.

In addition to them, there are dozens of other people, all of whom are the strongest geniuses in each force.

Dongfang Hongfei was able to gather these people together not only because of his wide network of contacts, but also because of his strong strength, so others gave him face.