Chapter three hundred and fifty-three, the blue death

"You! "

The clan elder's face one green, the gas grinds the tooth, a pair of eyes burst out the light of fire, be anxious not to be in front to sit on the stone table to play the old man to live to eat to skin.

Other several people of Blue House also blue face, murmured in succession.

Unable to swallow the breath, the two elders rolled up their sleeves and limped toward him, ready to begin.

"You've gone too far, old man! "

People have not yet walked in, the Patriarch Yang hand stopped him, suppress the heart of the evil gas, strode to the old man in front, looked at him from above.

The old man turned his head to hum a tune and pretended not to see him.

"Sir, we have also paid for the medical expenses, and apologized. You shouldn't go too far. "

The old man turned a deaf ear, inclined to the body, look lazy shaking hands of the Wine Gourd, a wine fragrance from the mouth of the bottle with the wind out.

The patriarch suddenly tightened his palms, his forehead veined, his face was very ugly, he looked back to Yang Feng, Eyes Signal Yang Feng advised, but eyes just fell on his face, Yang Feng then turned his head, nothing to do with the attitude of the old man like the same.

The patriarch felt embarrassed, clearly is own territory, but by two outsiders to make the chicken fly dog to jump, oneself can only bear the indignity.

He Intolerance, gritting his teeth.

"Sir, I am not a soft-hearted man. If you don't understand me, we will hurt you. "

The old man stood in a daze, then raised his head and looked directly at him, then laughed and shook his head.

"What else do you blue family have to show for it? "

“......”

Patriarch Silence, the scene of the atmosphere gradually tense, as if the Arrow on the string, ready to launch.

See the situation is not right, blue if soft hurriedly trotted from the steps and walked to Yang Feng side, low voice expostulation.

"Yang Feng, you still let your master stop, although he is very powerful, but the Blue House in here for a hundred years, is not easy to provoke, so, afraid is not to gain benefits, but will harm their own. "

Yang Feng chuckled, glanced at her, not in a hurry to shake his fingers.

"That's where you're wrong. I'm not a good teacher, I just can fight. "

Blue if soft have no words to say, but in the mind but more uneasy.

Sure enough, the patriarch no longer with his nonsense, directly called Gu Han, and turned his head to give him a look, Gu Han understood, arch hand, turned back to the backyard.

The crowd murmurs more noisier, and Yang Feng pours is curious this old clan is playing what tricks.

If the blue is soft and tensely drag his clothes Cape, move the lip, low voice uneasiness called his name.

Yang Feng will cover her hand, under the palm actually is a piece of ice-cold.

Soon, not far from the sound of NEAT footsteps, there is also the sound of metal collision, Ding Ding Ring, a listen to feel momentum.

All the eyes will be down to the source, see the right Gu Han lead, a group of wearing black armor, holding nine-ring broadsword of the people with neat steps far and wide, with great momentum.

This group of people, a suit of armor black shiny, faint scattered in the blood, the hands of the nine-ring long knife is also looking sharp, the blade cold light bursts.

Long Knife on thick thin, there is a meter, looks heavy, but was squeezed by this group of hands, body is not askew, the back of the hands of those people are strong, bulging blue veins, crisscross.

"Blue Death! "

I do not know who low sound, just fall into the ears of blue if soft, blue if soft face big change, more tightly a point of Yanfeng clothes, fingertips trembling.

"Yang Feng, please tell your master not to make trouble. This is no joke. You will die here. "

Yang Feng turned his head to see her face Pale and bloodless, and wondered what the crowd looked like of terracotta warriors rising from Qin Shi Huang's tomb.

Just as he was about to ask about it, the old man's indescribable burst of laughter rang out in the yard.

"Ha ha ha, I say blue old clan chief, this all what time, return this dress, not heavy of fluster? You are not to rely on this group of useless iron thing to drive me out? "

The head of the family does not rage to laugh, smile is very strange.

He lowered his head a little, spoke calmly, and gave his final warning.

"Sir, this is the last time I will advise you to leave now, we blue family will not obstruct, but if you still insist, then don't blame me to be merciless. "

He seems to be very confident, his hands behind his back, again took out the dignity of the patriarch.

The old man paused and blushed, not knowing what he was holding back.

Suddenly, he burst into laughter, laughter in particular magic, Yang could not help but want to cover his ears.

"Blue Chief, you are old, do not understand the words of little old son? "

The head of the clan's brow beats ruthlessly, does not speak.

"I said, what ability you bring out, little old son frown is I lose. "

"Old man, don't know if he's alive or dead. "

The two elders, in a hurry, gave him a blank look and shouted abuse.

The old man, still smiling, sat cross-legged on the table, occasionally uncorking the bottle and slurping as if there were no more to be had.

Yang Feng helpless smile, only afraid the world is also this old man so rampant.

"Yang Feng, these people are the dead soldiers trained by the LAN family. Your master can not beat so many dead soldiers even if he is strong. If he persists in doing so, he will surely die. You'd better advise your master to quit while you're ahead. "

Blue if soft open mouth again, small face is full of worry.

Yang Feng dismissed it, shrugging his shoulders, the corners of his mouth raised, his eyes deep down on the old man.

"I was afraid the old man wouldn't die. "

"Huh? "

Blue if soft one face is muddled, almost suspicion just misheard.

But Yang Feng's eyes quietly fell on the old man, no plans to say more with her, blue if soft had to hold the uneasy mood stood next to him, silent.

On this side, the patriarch, thoroughly irritated by the old man's contemptuous attitude, his forehead veined, and he viciously squeezed a few words from between his teeth to praise him for his good work. Then, with a wave of his hand, a group of dead men in black armor crowded around him, will the old man in the middle of the long knife has been impatient to flash cold light.

"Old man, I warn you, my family of these people are not easy, or you accidentally lost, can not blame me. "

People have come around, the Patriarch has not forgotten to remind the old man a sentence, this time without the previous respect, and eyes full of threats.

The old man snorted, one-handed force, from the table jumped, patted the buttocks, buckle turned the bottle stopper, Yang head is very proud of the two drinks.

After drinking, the meaning of the hit the mouth, eyes also more serious.

He wiped the corner of his mouth, moved his back foot back, and made a gesture of defiance. Then he hooked his fingers.

"BRING IT ON! "