The strongest patriarch

"Uncle Lu, is this person really that strong?" The pink-clothed youth shook his head in disbelief. He really couldn't believe that Chu Yang, a young man who was about his age, would have such terrifying strength.

The blood-clothed man Lu Jiang's face changed, and he nodded solemnly: "Young master, don't think he is young, but his strength is very terrifying, and I am afraid he is not inferior to me."

"What, his strength can be compared with yours, Uncle Lu." The young man in pink was taken aback, then shook his head, and laughed uncontrollably: "Uncle Lu, are you joking with my nephew? How old is this kid? , will have the strength of the peak of the first layer!"

"Although his cultivation looks like he has just entered the First Layer, but based on my intuition for many years, the strength of this person after his explosion is far from being as simple as it seems on the surface." Lu Jiang said in a serious tone.

The young man in pink had never seen Lu Jiang so solemn, and the slightest doubt in his heart disappeared. At this moment, he had to re-examine this young man.

"I don't know this brother's name, but he's serving Meng Lang, the young master of the Blood Wolf Gang!" Meng Lang, a young man in pink, suddenly cupped his hands at Chu Yang, his tone no longer as arrogant and rude as before.

Naturally, Chu Yang could hear the sharp change in Meng Lang's tone, and he said without changing his expression, "I'm just a nobody, so don't mention my name!"

"Since brother doesn't want to reveal the origin, I won't force it anymore, brother, but can you give the little beggar in your hand to brother!" Meng Lang sneered secretly when he heard that Chu Yang refused to reveal the origin, and looked down on Chu Yang A lot, but in view of Chu Yang's terrifying strength, his tone was still quite tactful.

Chu Yang shook his head slowly and said, "This is beyond my fate!"

"Boy, you really don't intend to hand over this little beggar in your hand!" Meng Lang showed a ferocious face when he heard that Chu Yang had rejected his request.

"Why, you still want to grab it by force?" Chu Yang kept a calm smile all the time, but a sneer flashed in his eyes when he saw Lu Jiang and the two who were about to move.

"Boy, I gave you a chance just now, but it's a pity that you didn't cherish it. It's too late to regret it now!" Meng Lang smiled ferociously, and his voice suddenly became cold: "Uncle Lu, please give me a hard time." This kid!"

"It's the young master!" Lu Jiang responded lightly, and immediately glanced at Chu Yang with his cold eyes, and finally did not forget to remind him: "Boy, I think your cultivation is not easy, as long as you are willing to put it down." The little beggar in your hand, I guarantee that you can leave safely."

"Young man, quickly put down the little beggar in your hands, or you will die!" The onlookers couldn't bear to see Chu Yang end up like the little beggar, so they tried to persuade him.

At this time, the little beggar in Chu Yang's hand opened his eyes gently and slowly, begging in a loud voice: "Big brother, you'd better listen to your uncles and give them the fruit!"

Chu Yang cupped his hands and thanked the crowd for their kindness, and when he looked down at the little beggar's pure and flawless red eyes like glass, Chu Yang couldn't say a word of agreement no matter what.

"Don't worry, big brother won't hand you over to these villains." Chu Yang comforted the little beggar in a low voice, then suddenly ticked Lu Jiang with his right hand, and said decisively: "You take action, I won't hand over you He gave it to you!"

When Lu Jiang heard this, the mere politeness on his face immediately disappeared and was replaced by anger: "Boy, since you want to die, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Lu Jiang sneered, flipped his hands over, and a precious sword as black as ink appeared in Lu Jiang's hand instantly.

"Good knife!" Chu Yang looked at the precious knife in Lu Jiang's hand, and couldn't help but express his appreciation.

Lu Jiang's precious sword was as clear as water, and the faint black light reflected in the eyes gave a chilly feeling.

Lu Jiang gently stroked the long knife in his hand, and then his face revealed the gentleness that a loving father can only have when he treats a child.

"Hum!" The black long knife seemed to be responding to Lu Jiang, and it trembled instantly. At the same time, with the trembling sound of the long knife, Lu Jiang moved.

Chu Yang only felt an afterimage flashing past in front of his eyes, and the next moment, Lu Jiang's figure appeared within ten steps of him, and an astonishing sword light swung down towards the void, as if it wanted to completely wipe out the entire void. Split.

The violent vitality aroused by the sword light forced Meng Lang and the others to keep retreating, while the crowd of onlookers had already retreated a thousand meters away, standing in the distance watching this terrifying battle.

Facing Lu Jiang's terrifying knife, Chu Yang always kept a calm smile on his face. He gently lifted the little beggar back with his left hand, but his right hand instantly turned into a fist, greeting him directly and without fancy. up.

"Boy, you're courting death!" Lu Jiang saw that Chu Yang was so condescending, that he didn't use any martial skills but punched his saber light in a bland manner, and a sneer suddenly rose from his mouth.

However, his sneer just surfaced not long ago, and then stopped abruptly, and his eyes were immediately replaced by horror.

I saw that Chu Yang's long fist was so powerful that it smashed through his sword light without hindrance, and the terrifying fist continued to hit him.

Seeing this scene, Lu Jiang was completely shocked. Chu Yang's strength was beyond his imagination. His figure retreated faster than when he attacked, and he retreated a hundred steps away in the blink of an eye. Chu Yang's long fist It also hit empty.

The little beggar in Chu Yang's hand looked at the invincible power of Chu Yang's punch, which forced Lu Jiang, a late-stage powerhouse in the first layer, to flee in embarrassment. Countless little stars flashed in his clear eyes.

"Big brother is so strong! When will Guo'er be as strong as big brother!"

"Uncle Lu, are you okay!" Meng Lang hurriedly stepped forward to ask Lu Jiang, looking at Lu Jiang's ashen-faced mess.

"I'm fine!" Lu Jiang reached out and patted the dust off his body, but his voice trembled slightly.

Lu Jiang was indeed frightened by Chu Yang at this moment. He had expected that Chu Yang's strength was not as simple as his superficial cultivation base seemed, but after the real fight, Lu Jiang realized that he still misjudged Chu Yang's strength. Strength, with the strength that the other party showed just now, it is already comparable to some powerful first-tier heavenly peak experts.

And this is when the other party has not used any martial arts. If the other party used martial arts like him, Lu Jiang asked himself, he might not be able to take the other party's punch.

"Let's go!" Chu Yang didn't take Lu Jiang and Meng Lang's whispers seriously at all. He lowered his head and said softly to the little beggar, then walked away.

Only Lu Jiang and Meng Lang were left behind, looking at each other, but they did not dare to make a sound to stop Chu Yang from leaving.

"Damn it, I'm going to kill this kid!" Meng Lang looked at Chu Yang's back as he left gracefully, and his expression immediately became extremely iron.