Chapter Three hundred and sixty-three: The wicked tell first

Yu Qing Yang up a sneer, the hand will shirt sleeves pull up the high, showing slightly strong arm, deliberately in front of Yang Feng poser, show their biceps.

Yang Feng tightly looked, the figure is straight and straight, such as loose, even eyebrow didn't pick one.

The other side is still brewing, Yang Feng has seen impatient, moved the ankle, ready to personally go up to provoke war.

Unexpectedly, the body has just leaned forward, the former suddenly cried out.

"Ruo, be careful! "

Yang Feng startled, too late to make thinking, turn head to see blue Ruo Rou.

Blue if soft also is a face toward toward toward toward toward toward toward toward toward toward toward toward toward toward toward toward toward toward toward toward toward toward toward toward toward toward toward toward toward toward toward toward toward toward toward toward toward toward toward toward toward toward toward toward his back.

In this GATTACA, a strong wind behind, to menacing, Yang Feng mou son a black, pinch the right time, turned his head a kick in the past, just hit the body close to Yu Qing.

Yuqing Aoyi, the whole person was a Parabola arc fly out, just hit the flower bed, the other side of the pressure out of a pit, eat a face of mud.

Yang Feng clapped his hands and put on his clothes, disdaining to laugh.

"Why, that seems to be all uncle Yu did when he accused me of sneak attack. "

Yu Qing, his hands on the ground, coughed and staggered to his feet. His face was covered with mud and he couldn't tell the difference.

Instead, he applied a handful of mud to his face, like a free facial mask.

"Stinky, stinky bodyguard, don't compare me to a loser like you. "

"You're still getting kicked out of here by a punk like me. "

Yang Feng lightly hums, snorts: "even waste can not beat, but also play small means master Yu, it seems to be even waste are inferior to AH. "

"You! Shut up! "

Yu Qing was enraged, his face twisted under a mask of mud. He balled up his fists and hummed a Turbid Air, and came rushing over again, this time still feeling the invisible air around him, which seemed much stronger than the previous ones, every passing place, flying sand stone, a strong wind like a knife blade swept Yang Feng and Blue Ruo Rou face.

Yang Feng to the side micro side, help blue if soft block, at the same time facial expression of staring at to menacing person.

"GO TO HELL! "

A deafening roar followed him closer and closer to his body, the mud caked in his face creased by his ferocious expression.

Yang Feng squints the corner of the eye, the foot sends the strength, stands the ground tightly, lest is swept away by his strength.

When the fist is about to fall, Yang Feng suddenly raises his hand, with overlapping arms block the other party's fist, an impatient strong strength shock of his arm numbness.

Although this person is really a bit rough, but at least is the master of the ancient martial family, somewhat strength.

Yang Feng does not have the method foundation of Xing Qi, on such a person is really a little bit laborious, but when it comes to fighting strategy and proficiency, he naturally has more experience than the young master who grew up with a silver spoon in his mouth.

On both sides of the airflow friction, Yuqing ugly smile deepened, ready to attack, Yang Feng suddenly fist a draw, while to the side of a flash.

Unprepared Yuqing Dahai, Li suddenly space, let his body out of control hit the wall.

Staring at the hard wall in front of him, Yu Qing's face changed color.

Just before impact, the ankle suddenly hot, then, do not allow him to react, the whole body was a force out.

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Yu Qing hung dazed on a peach tree, the flowers of which fell to the ground under his gravity.

Yang Feng retracts the gesture of throwing things, patting the palm of his hand stained with dust, smiling at that scene, happy mood.

It would have been better to have him smashed against the wall, but he would have lost a lot of fun if he had disturbed the patriarch of the House.

"You can really be cruel. " The blue if soft that observes Yang Feng intention next to lean forward, Tut exclamation.

Yang Feng thumb brush nose tip, mouth smile deeper, proud in the eyes jump.

I do not know how long to slow down, hanging in the tree of Yu Qing only slowly come to, while whoops, while struggling to fall down from the tree, but also fell nibble mud.

"I said, master Yu, don't be reluctant to die here. Don't ask me to buy you a coffin. I said First, I'm poor. "

Yang Feng smiled in a long voice passed by, like a poisonous thorn into Yu Qing's ears.

Yu Qing's face was dry and cracked, revealing a terrible face, a pair of eyes like breathing fire, the death of Yang Feng's face, would like to Slow slicing him.

He balled up his fists and staggered to his feet. He took a deep breath.

"bodyguard, if you mess with me, the Yu family won't spare you. "

"At will, what comes as soon as possible, I Yang Fengxiang is not a man. " Yang Feng disapprovingly plays the wrist.

Yuqing speechless, hate hate gnash teeth, steady for a while, angry eyes fall on blue if soft body, and put a threat.

"I tell you, I will surely one day put Blue Ruo soft on the bed, let her cry for mercy. "

Yang Feng Fingertip A, blue if soft also is a small face green, the atmosphere suddenly tense up.

Yu Qing some of the back of a step back, face expression not lose.

Suddenly, a gust of wind hit, Yang Feng on the steps of the figure suddenly disappeared, and then, Yu Qing did not see clearly, Yang Feng has come to him, a pull up his collar, hard will he on the ground, his head pressure in the mud pit.

Mud Water covers the face, Yu Qing can hardly breathe, painful struggle.

"Yang Feng. "

Above the blue if soft also some worry about the call of the voice, afraid at this time the whole body is emitting a dangerous breath of Yang Feng out of control killed Yu Qing.

Yang Feng ignored, eyes black and deep staring at the ground struggling people, said a word without temperature.

"If you do it, I'll make sure you don't get out of it. "

Words Fall, Yang Feng just let go of the hand, the person that struggles in Mudhole is lifted.

"Yang Feng, what are you doing? "

Had Not had time to watch this moment Yu Qing's expression, after death a voice of anger spread.

Yang Wenwen Prestige to see two elders and the patriarch do not know when has been at the door.

Two elders at first sight of his hands flustered Yu Qing, quickly rushed up, a hand attack Yang Feng, Yang Feng let go, move away.

The two elders picked up Yu Qing and glared at Yang Feng.

"What have you done? "

Yang Feng does not think of the eyebrow.

"nothing, just master Yu seems to like eating mud, so I let him eat enough. "

"You! " The two elders were furious, the veins on their foreheads rolling.

"Two, two grandfather, I, cough, but I come to be a guest today, you can give me to make the decision. "

The Yu Qing that sobers up very quickly, the action catches the clothes of two elder difficultly, hoarse voice inform against.

The two elders looked black and blue, patted him on the shoulder, and then stood up, staring at Yang Feng, clenched his fist, ready to fight.

At this time, the door suddenly heard a noisy messy footsteps, and then a group of people rushed in from outside, will be surrounded by Yang Feng several people.