At this time, a figure in gray robes also rushed towards this side quickly, the speed was extremely fast, like a gray lightning.
Soon, he came to Yang Ba's side, bent down, lowered his head, and looked at Yang Ba's injuries anxiously.
Chen Feng saw that this was an old man in his fifties, who was also short in height, unattractive in appearance, and skinny.
This man wore a loose gray robe, his hair was gray-white, his eyebrows and beard were also gray-white, and even his skin and eyes were gray-white. He looked like a marble sculpture.
The whole person looks lifeless!
The most important thing is that when Chen Feng saw him, he felt that he and Yang Ba looked very similar, as if they were carved from the same mold.
Obviously, this person is the uncle mentioned by Yang Ba.
At this time, Yang Ba fell to the ground, his breath was weak, and he was dying.
He looked at the old man in gray robe and shouted with a face filled with resentment: "Uncle, you must make the decision for me!"
"My cultivation was ruined by this trash, and I will never be able to practice again. The three most talented people of my generation in our Yang family were all ruined by this little bastard..."
Looking at Yang Ba's situation, and then looking at Yang Chun and Yang Hu who were equally miserable next to them, the old man in gray robes saw anger rising in his eyes, and his face became extremely gloomy.
He first stuffed some pills into Yang Ba, Yang Hu and Yang Chun's mouths to stop their injuries, then applied some topical medicine on their wounds, and then said in a deep voice:
"Don't worry, the three of you will be fine, and your three cultivations will not be ruined. As your uncle, I will never watch you become like this, so relax!"
Then he turned around, looked at Chen Feng, and said in a cold voice: "Little bastard, you are so brave. Before you even entered the Ziyang Sword Field, you dared to come to another family's courtyard to cause trouble! And you even injured several people.
, it’s simply audacious!”
"A person like you can only be a disaster if he enters the Ziyang Sword Field!"
Chen Feng looked at him and asked, "Who are you?"
"Who am I? You don't even know who I am, so you dare to come to the Yang Family Courtyard to cause trouble? It's simply ridiculous!"
The old man in gray robe looked at Chen Feng and shouted with disdain: "Little brat, listen carefully, I am one of the nine main peaks of Ziyang Sword Field, Yang Jingzhuo, the elder of Qingzhu Peak's outer sect!"
After he finished speaking, the onlookers suddenly burst into murmurs.
"Ah, it turns out that the old man in gray robe who looks like a stone man is Yang Jingzhuo, the backer behind the Yang Family Courtyard!"
"He is not only the backer behind the Yang family's courtyard, he is the backer behind the entire Yang family, okay?"
"Since he entered the Ziyang Sword Field thirty years ago, a group of disciples from the Yang family have been able to enter the Ziyang Sword Field almost every few years."
"Although most of these disciples will be persuaded to quit within a few years due to limited talents and return home, they can learn many powerful martial arts skills in the past few years at Ziyang Sword Field.
Fa, after returning to the city where their family lives, they will be far better than their peers."
"So, since he entered the Ziyang Sword Field thirty years ago, the Yang family has jumped from a small and unknown family in that city to the current big family in Blood Flame City, and can almost overwhelm the city lord's mansion!"
"That's right, look at this time. Other major families in the sect can only recruit three or five people, and the most are only more than ten people. However, there are dozens of people from the Yang family! They all have the surname Yang.
They are causing trouble behind your back!"
"It turns out that there is something so dirty and unfair in Ziyang Sword Field, which makes people angry!"
Yang Jingzhuo looked at Chen Fengfeng and said in a cold voice: "Our Ziyang Sword Field not only pays attention to talent, but also pays attention to character. If a person with your character enters Ziyang Sword Field and learns powerful martial arts skills, he will probably do more evil!"
"Today, I will clean up the sect here!"
He looked at Chen Feng with a ferocious look on his face, and said in a cold voice: "Little bastard, you must die today!"
Chen Feng felt that what he said was extremely ridiculous. This Yang Jingzhuo was really shameless. He was obviously doing things unfairly, but he was still here shouting about catching the thief. It was really despicable!
Chen Feng said in a cold voice: "You surnamed Yang, you actually accuse me of having a bad character? But you don't even know what kind of people you have recruited from the Yang family!"
"They are all arrogant, narrow-minded, and bully others! If I have a bad character, they will be extremely vicious!"
"That's right!" Chen Feng chuckled, looked at Yang Jingzhuo, and said, "With an uncle like you, how can their character be any better?"
"You are a person who retaliates with anger, is narrow-minded, relies on the strong to bully the weak, and you just randomly plant accusations with the intention of killing me. It seems that you, the Yang family, all have this kind of virtue, and they just learned it from you!"
After hearing what Chen Feng said, Yang Jingzhuo's face became extremely gloomy, and he looked at Chen Feng with murderous intent on his face!
Chen Feng's words touched his sore spot and made him even more angry!
He said coldly: "Little bastard, I think you still have some talent. It would be a pity to die like this. As long as you swear an oath now, swear allegiance to our Yang family, and be a slave to my Yang family for generations, I will
I can spare your life."
His expression was extremely arrogant, as if he was giving alms to Chen Feng.
