That old man is the head of the Shentu family and the grandfather of Shentu Huozhu.
His name is very domineering, called Shentu Wudi.
He sneered at the corner of his mouth: "You little bastard, make us all kneel down? Do you think you are a god?"
But as soon as this thought came to his mind, he saw the juniors of the Shentu family in front of him kneeling down in unison, as if they had agreed together, their movements were uniform and spectacular; at the same time, he also felt a sense of
Strange energy hit the nerves in his forehead, as if a voice was giving him an order in his mind, telling him to kneel down immediately.
"Plop!"
Shentu Wudi didn't want to do it at all, but in the end, he actually knelt down.
His knees hit the ground hard, and without using his true energy to protect them, his old bones almost shattered.
It was as if someone was holding his knees and forcing him to the ground.
But soon, he regained control of his body and lifted his knees from the ground.
At this moment, he felt extremely ashamed.
As the head of the family, I have lost all my face.
"Who are you?"
"Who are you? What do you want to do in my Shentu house?"
He roared.
The sound shocked the entire Shentu family's ancient building, and seven or eight people rushed out from behind, looking at the scene in front of them, all of them dumbfounded.
These are the middle and upper levels of the Shentu family.
The exercises he practiced were also much more advanced than those he practiced while kneeling. They were internal exercises passed down from the Shentu family, and they were all practiced in his own room.
Chen Yan rubbed his temples.
A little swelling and pain.
The use of the calming spell consumes a lot of mental energy, and the mental energy consumed by such a large-scale mental suppression just doubled and doubled, rising linearly.
"Let's get something!" Chen Yan pulled Lin Yuchen past the kneeling disciples of Shentu and walked to the crowd.
Although Lin Yuchen is still pretty much a weak warrior now.
But these people in front of Chen Yan are also weak chickens.
"What do you want to take?" Shentu Wudi had the support of seven or eight family masters, and his throat suddenly became louder, with a voice that could break the roof, "Does our Shentu family know you?"
"You don't know him, but the eldest young master of your Shentu family, Shentu Huozhu, knows him."
"Huo Zhu?" A middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, "Do you know my son? My son asked you to come?"
"Oh, it turns out you are his father, and you don't look like a good guy. You are indeed crooked at the top and bottom!"
The middle-aged man's name is Shentu Fengyun, and it's also a very pretentious name. Hearing this, his face was twisted and ferocious: "What exactly do you want to take?"
Chen Yan said bluntly: "Take your son's life!"
"Bold madman, I want your life now!" After hearing this, Shentu Fengyun immediately blushed and became furious. He roared and kicked a stone bench next to him. The heavy stone bench flew up and hit hard.
He slammed into Chen Yan hard, and his men also flew up and launched a fierce attack along with the stone bench.
He wanted to kill this bastard who wanted to take his son's life with one move.
"careful!"
Lin Yuchen reminded in a low voice, although she knew very well that such an attack would not be able to do anything to Chen Yan.
Chen Yan pulled Lin Yuchen behind him and punched the stone bench directly.
After absorbing three powerful strands of true energy from Miss San's body, he took action head-on for the first time.
This punch not only contains the power of the Evil King's Nei Jing Zhenyuan, but also has physical brute force that is stronger than the Zhenyuan.
"boom!"
There was an explosion.
The stone bench was blown apart and torn into pieces.
The broken stones scattered like stray bullets, hitting the kneeling children of the Shentu family in large areas, waking them up from the calming spell; but the first time they woke up, they saw an even more horrifying scene.
!
After Chen Yan blew up the stone bench, he immediately faced Shentu Fengyun again.
The force of that punch remained unchanged and collided with Shentu Fengyun's fist.
"Boom!"
There was a muffled sound.
Shentu Fengyun screamed in agony, his entire arm was beaten to pieces, and his arm suddenly became twisted and hung limply.