The next second, an old man with gray hair and a childish face appeared in the Feng Royal Family.
Almost at the same time, Yang Chen also appeared on the canonization stage. He didn't know who this old man with crane hair and boyish face was, but he felt a strong martial arts pressure from him.
Feng Zhiyuan had asked him to agree to protect Ma Chao before.
Yang Chen had a hunch that the crisis in Ma Chao came from this old man.
"Who are you?"
Emperor Feng, who was sitting on the throne, looked at the old man and asked coldly.
Even Feng Huang actually felt an aura from the other party's body that was comparable to his own.
In other words, the opponent's strength is also extraordinary.
It was not until this moment that everyone in the Feng Royal Family came back to their senses. When they looked at the gray-haired and childlike old man one by one, their eyes were filled with shock.
The white-haired old man ignored Feng Huang, and his sharp eyes suddenly fell on Ma Chao.
At this moment, Ma Chao felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, his whole body was bitingly cold. He could feel that the opponent was coming towards him.
Ma Chao asked: "Brother Chen, who is he?"
As soon as the white-haired old man appeared, Yang Chen came to his side. He understood that Yang Chen must know something.
Yang Chen said solemnly: "I don't know either, but what is certain is that the other party is most likely coming for you. It was your father who asked me to protect you."
Ma Chao had a dull look on his face, and his eyes subconsciously looked in the direction of Feng Zhiyuan. However, when he looked, he found that Feng Zhiyuan, who was sitting there, had disappeared.
Yang Chen also looked over, and when he found that Feng Zhiyuan was not there, he frowned.
Although he believed Feng Zhiyuan's words, he didn't believe them all. Even now, even he himself doesn't know what kind of person Feng Zhiyuan is.
Now, Feng Zhiyuan suddenly disappeared, making him feel uneasy.
At this moment, the martial arts aura of the gray-haired old man was instantly released, locking Ma Chao with strong murderous intent.
"Look for an opportunity to leave the Feng Royal Family!"
Yang Chen moved his feet, blocked in front of Ma Chao, and said solemnly.
Ma Chao did not respond, and the firm look in his eyes expressed his attitude at this time.
He could feel the murderous intention of the gray-haired old man towards him, and he also knew how powerful the other party was. If he left, how would Yang Chen deal with it?
"kill!"
An extremely cold voice suddenly sounded from the mouth of the white-haired old man, and the next moment, his figure disappeared from the spot.
At this moment, Yang Chen's martial arts aura instantly climbed to the extreme. The sixth level breathing method of the Dao Tianyan Sutra, coupled with the crazy bloodline, two major strength bonus methods, made him originally only have the fifth level of extraordinary.
His strength instantly skyrocketed to the Seventh Extraordinary Realm.
Without any hesitation, he raised his hand and struck, swinging it towards the void.
"boom!"
Immediately afterwards, there was a loud noise, and the white-haired old man slapped Yang Chen's waving fist with his palm.
Yang Chen only felt that his entire arm seemed to be broken. The terrifying power, with his fist as the endpoint, extended along the arm and spread towards the whole body.
Yang Chen only felt a sudden sweetness deep in his throat. He could no longer control it. A mouthful of blood spurted out. As if his body had been hit hard, he flew into the air more than ten meters away and landed heavily on the ground.