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Chapter 120 Identity Exposure

Xia Fei in the woods saw this scene and was already scared to the death.

This Meng Yang is really terrifying.

A total of more than a dozen people came, but unexpectedly they were defeated by Meng Yang in the end, and they didn't even have the power to fight back.

That night, the lights on this road were all covered with corpses.

Blood flowed, and internal organs and broken bodies were everywhere.

Meng Yang's figure stood under the street lights like this, looking extremely dull, as if all this was not surprising in his eyes.

Xia Fei let out a long sigh, and his whole figure turned into a black shadow and rushed away in the woods.

Every time he took a step, he used all his strength to use his lifelong cultivation, pouring all his true energy on his feet, and he was running away with his life.

"It's really not a human being. I'm so old, it's the first time I've seen such a master!"

Meng Yang gave him even more terrifying than Xia Dingtian, which made him palpitations... Fortunately, he had the foresight, and saw that the full moon scimitar did not work, so he immediately turned around and hid it. It seemed that he was wise, otherwise he would die with his eyes like Liao Zhengde.

You know, these people are all monks. No matter where they are placed, they are rare generals on the side, especially his brother Xia Kai.

Xia Kai started practicing ancient Muay Thai at the age of 6 and practiced for 30 years.

However, when facing Meng Yang, he was directly killed by a punch.

This terrifying... can be described as non-human.

Xia Fei couldn't help but tremble all over. It was probably Xia Dingtian who could deal with Meng Yang now.

"Damn it, no matter how much, it's important to escape. If I'm caught by that monster, I will be beaten to become disabled even if I don't die!"

Xia Fei ran away desperately, and this time it took more than ten minutes. When he ran to Xia Dingtian's mansion, his body was covered in sweat.

However, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and his fortune was saved.

He immediately jumped and came directly from the back door to Xia Luochen's room.

"Xia Fei, are you back?

Have you obtained ancient martial arts?”

"Young Master Luo Chen..." Xia Fei stopped slowly. At this moment, he looked at the gentle young man in front of him with a crying voice, and his nose felt sore.

"My brother is dead... all of us are dead. If I hadn't been running fast, I would have died!"

Xia Fei screamed.

"What's going on?"

Xia Luochen couldn't help frowning: "It shouldn't be possible. Even if Meng Yang has ancient martial arts, he is only 20 years old, and his cultivation level is only one star at most. How could he escape the siege of more than a dozen of you people?

Besides, Xia Kai is still a two-star master!”

"The information went wrong... He is not a one-star master at all... If he was not wrong, at least four-star..." A trace of panic flashed in Xia Fei's eyes: "You don't know that Xia Fei, a two-star monk, did not even hold up a move in front of him, and was beaten to death by him with one punch..." "What?

Four-star monk?"

Hearing Xia Fei's words, Xia Luochen's expression changed drastically, but he remained calm: "Are you sure?"

"It's true! His cultivation is definitely more than one star, at least four stars, and my cultivation is not his opponent at all..." Xia Fei only felt that he had walked from hell today.

He swore that from now on, if his cultivation level does not exceed the four stars, he will never show up again.

If he meets Meng Yang again in the future, he will really have no chance to survive... But just as he was thinking this, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest.

"Hiss..." He suddenly covered his chest with his right hand, but the pain in his chest became more and more severe: "It hurts, it hurts so much, I feel that my heart has been stomped..." But before he finished speaking, his whole body was pale in an instant, and finally he fell to the ground with a bang, his eyes widened, and he had no breath at all.

Xia Luochen's face changed, and he lowered his head and found a silver needle on Xia Fei's chest.

A two-star master, who was secretly put on a silver needle, didn't even know how he died.

This Mengyang is indeed terrifying.

At this moment, Xia Luochen finally could no longer calm down, and a bad premonition arose in his heart. The feeling that Meng Yang gave him was really terrifying.

The ancient martial arts, the Yang Hui Needle, now he can actually kill people through the silver needle... from the air... Who is this person?

Could it be that Meng Yang is really a four-star master?

You know, there are very few four-star masters, Jiangbei, and the sky is smiling.

Moreover, both of them are over 70 years old, but Meng Yang is only 20 years old... It is indeed a bit unwise to offend a four-star master for a set of ancient martial arts and Yang Hui acupuncture.

...At this time, Meng Yang was holding a pack of needle tapes in his hand.

When Xia Fei ran away before, he had already sensed that he had put a silver needle on Xia Fei without any idea! "I didn't expect that the 'soul-chasing needle' in the Wuji Divine Medical Sutra was still effective!"

Meng Yang put the needle bag back into his pocket and came to Xia Luoxue and Wang Rou.

These two girls are still sleeping. Today's events are too bloody. Meng Yang is afraid that they will scare them, so he has to click their sleeping pussy.

Meng Yang held one in one hand, and his figure was like a strong cheetah. He jumped a few times under the night sky, and finally disappeared.

...And at this moment, in a luxurious private room, Luo Rong was listening to his subordinates' report in shock.

He sat in the leather sofa without saying a word, but he couldn't stop trembling and his face was full of incredible feelings.

"What you said is true?

More than a dozen people died at Meng Yang's hands?"

Luo Rong asked in the voice.

Standing in front of him was a man in casual clothes.

This man is no one else, his name is Luo Guang, and he is Luo Rong's only son.

"Yes, all these dozen people were dead, and even the bodyguards we sent were dead!"

Luo Guang said with a sad expression.

Luo Rong took a deep breath. Although he was shocked as he listened to his son's report, he was already in his 70s after all, and had never seen any storms. He tried hard to remain calm: "According to you, Meng Yang is at least a four-star monk, but how could the four-star monk easily cure Xia Dingtian?"

There are only two monks with more than four stars, Jiangbei and Tianhai.

Summer is a tiger with a smile on her face.

Which such a person is not a big shot that shocks one side?

How could he easily treat people?

There must be a problem here! Luo Rong's first reaction was that Meng Yang had a problem. He felt that Meng Yang's treatment of Xia Dingtian must not be as simple as the surface.

However, he didn't know what Meng Yang's purpose was?

Suddenly, Luo Rong seemed to have caught something, and a ray of light burst out from his eyes. He looked at Luo Guang and asked, "Is that person's surname Meng?"

Luo Guang was stunned and nodded and said, "To my father, I have sent someone to check his information. His surname is Meng and his full name is Meng Yang!"

"Meng Yang..." When he heard this name, Luo Rong understood and took a deep breath: "It seems that what I guess is really right. This Meng Yang is indeed not simple."

"Who would have thought that a useless son-in-law from the Xia family would be a four-star master..."
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