Ying Tian Guan was attacked by gangsters for no apparent reason. Eunuch Li quickly called for help and planned to protect Concubine Chen's car as she drove back to Shendu.
"I won't leave! How can I leave without praying to His Majesty? What's more, with my father here, how can those young people dare to come again?"
Concubine Chen looked dissatisfied.
"Yuan'er! The remnants of Qianyu Mountain are haunting here. I'm afraid they have other plans. Go back quickly!"
Chen Yinglong spoke, with a solemn expression on his serious face.
"Yes, father."
Concubine Chen bit her lip lightly with her teeth, and finally agreed aggrievedly. She turned around and returned to the car. The thick curtain was lowered, hiding her delicate face.
"Thank you, Lord Marquis."
Eunuch Li breathed a sigh of relief, with an expression of gratitude on his face. If Chen Yinglong hadn't spoken, he might not have been able to persuade Concubine Chen.
After tidying up for a long time, the car finally set off.
For the safety of Concubine Chen, Xuanwei Marquis Chen Yinglong also decided to accompany her along the road.
Everyone who had witnessed his power was already extremely convinced of him, and their moods became calmer when they saw Chen Yinglong sitting upright on that tall horse.
He is worthy of being a hereditary and irreplaceable prince!
Everyone in the world had rumored that he had already achieved the status of Martial Saint. Unexpectedly, it was true. While everyone admired him, they were inevitably a little afraid.
A resident martial saint!
He can be called a peerless strongman who can defeat ten thousand people!
If there is no opponent of the same level, even one person can charge into the battle among tens of thousands of troops, march straight in, and take the head of the opponent's general!
Yang Fan understood after listening to Xiao Lianzi's introduction in a low voice.
The strong men who have broken through the Tianguan level are almost comparable to the nuclear weapons in previous lives. They are basically a deterrent force and rarely take action, but once they do, the world will inevitably fall apart!
Just like today's battle at Yingtian Temple, if Chen Yinglong hadn't been here, the strong man who had cultivated the "Silk Bodhisattva" alone would have been enough to kill them all!
Even escape is impossible!
Especially when the opponent is holding a big bow and has unparalleled archery skills!
Yang Fan still remembers that devastating arrow, and he still felt terrified all over.
Fortunately, it fell on Jin inside the palace.
If it fell on him, I am afraid that all his flesh and bones would be turned into powder at this moment!
He is worthy of being the Mushu Bodhisattva!
As the saying goes.
"The black tendons wrap around the body three thousand times, and the world worships the Black Bodhisattva!"
The so-called "Black Bodhisattva" is the Muscular Bodhisattva.
The human body has 300 big tendons and countless small tendons, almost all over the body. Only by cultivating each and every one of them to be extremely tough, comparable to red gold and black iron, can we step into the true perfection of the tendon Bodhisattva!
Once it is cultivated, a tendon in the body is said to possess the power of a dragon, and the explosion of the whole person must be so powerful! Even if it turns mountains and seas upside down, it is just a matter of time to change the world!
But how could such a powerful person suddenly attack Yingtian Temple?
Yang Fan instinctively felt something strange. Did the other party want to attack Concubine Chen, or did he have other purposes?
Moreover, this morning Concubine Chen went to Yingtian Temple, but she did not see Xuanwei Marquis Chen Yinglong with her. However, he suddenly appeared in Yingtian Temple just now, which always makes people feel a bit strange.
The group returned to Xuanweihou Mansion.
Concubine Chen was escorted back to the cross-yard to rest. Yang Fan and others finally had some free time. He couldn't wait to study the face of the person in the palm of his hand.
But who knew that he had just taken a few steps when he was stopped by Zhang Meng, the head guard of the Hou Mansion.
His tone was urgent, and he asked like a barrage of questions: "I heard that you were attacked at Yingtian Temple? You also met a strong man at the level of Jinbodhisattva? Is that person from Qianjing Mountain? Did the Marquis personally take action?"
"indeed so."
Xiao Lianzi was eloquent and had excellent eloquence. When he told what was about to happen, although he was stunned early, it did not prevent him from telling the story.
"Damn the gangsters of Qianjing Mountain! These rats are not dead yet!"
Zhang Meng stomped his feet hard, and the whole ground was shaking faintly, which showed the anger in his heart.
Yang Fan was quite curious about the so-called "Thousand Prison Mountain". Before he could open his mouth, Xiao Lianzi asked the question for him: "Chief Zhang, what is this Thousand Prison Mountain?"
"That's a group of rebels! They worshiped an evil god named Qian Yu Dao Zun, and then used the evil god's name to deceive the people, spread doctrines, incite people's hearts, kill officials and rob prisons, and even wanted to rebel against heaven!"
Zhang Meng snorted coldly and said in a fierce tone: "Later, these rebels were severely suppressed by the Marquis personally leading an army of 30,000 people, and all their senior officials were killed with bloody means. This was considered a stop! Unexpectedly,
There are actually some remnants among them who have managed to survive secretly, and even cultivated to the state of Jinbo Bodhisattva!"
"Don't let me see you next time, otherwise I will peel off their skin!"
The more he spoke, the angrier he became, and the muscles on his face began to tremble, unable to suppress the murderous aura revealed.
Yang Fan, Xiao Lianzi and others looked at each other, neither of them embarrassed to reveal that this picture was not as powerful as an innate martial artist, but it was still far away from the realm of the Five Great Heavenly Gates!
With the power of Nasuji Bodhisattva today, it is hard to say who skinned whom.
Zhang Meng squinted his eyes and saw the performance of the young eunuchs. Although he was full of anger, he was not stupid. He didn't know that the young eunuchs underneath were slandering him.
"If you dare to mock me, let's see how I deal with you! If I can't defeat the Bodhisattva of Qianjing Mountain, why can't I mess with you little eunuchs?"
Thinking of this, he grinned, revealing his white teeth.
But that smile couldn't help but make Yang Fan and others shiver, always feeling that something bad was going to happen.
Sure enough, Zhang Meng took the four of them directly to the school grounds and asked his servants to bring in four black cows. The horns were curled upwards and they were fat and strong. They were as tall as half a person and probably weighed no less than two to three hundred kilograms!
When they first arrived in a strange place, they seemed a little uneasy. Their thick ox hooves kicked on the ground, and they even stepped on sparks on the school ground!
Hiss, how powerful this is!
Zhang Meng smiled, and his face seemed to be full of pride: "I asked you to practice the murderous aura in the fists before, and also asked you to learn how to restrain the murderous aura. The next step is to practice your strength!"
"As for this method of training?"
Zhang Meng's smile deepened, "It's the cows! Of course, not in front of them, but behind them! Use the power of the cows to pull and hone your own strength! When will you be able to develop the power of the cows, and how will you do your first blood exchange?
Even if you’re home!”
Let them drag the black bull with human power!
When Yang Fan and others heard this, their faces turned faintly green.
Is this something done by humans?
Mengzi, please treat us as a human being!ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ
boom!
Four ropes as thick as a baby's arms were thrown to the ground. Zhang Meng pointed at the ropes and said loudly: "What are you doing standing still! Get moving!"
Yang Fan and others looked at each other, picked up the rope, tied one end to the cow, and tied the other end to himself.
"let's go!"
Zhang Meng saw that they were ready and whipped the cow hard.
Maybe I didn't know how strong the crazy black cow was before, but at this moment, Yang Fan felt it clearly. He only felt the rope around his waist tightening, and his whole body was almost pulled to fly, even if he was dead
I pulled on the rope and tried to stand firm but couldn't.
Because the whole frame has fallen apart and there is no root under my feet, how can I stand firm?
Yang Fan's feet kept stumbling and he almost fell to the ground.
The power of an ox, is this just the power of an ox?
Bang bang bang bang!
The four little eunuchs finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground with bloody marks on their bodies and heads. Only then was Zhang Meng satisfied, and he suddenly pressed down the bull's head with his long stick. The four black bulls that were running wildly were killed by one of his
His hands pressed him down to his knees, stopping in front of him.
"You still haven't mastered your strength training skills!"
Zhang Meng showed an honest smile.
It made Yang Fan and others want to smash his face.
"Then keep practicing. This is the third lesson I give you. Whether you can practice it or not depends entirely on you."
Zhang Meng said something lightly, and left with his hands behind his back. If you dare to secretly slander me, I will make you suffer a lot today!
"How can this be possible! How long have we been practicing!"
When Xiao Lingzi saw Zhang Meng walking away, he was so angry that he threw the rope on his body to the ground. This was a completely impossible task!
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Yang Fan tightened the rope around his body, raised his head, and looked resolutely.