Ye Chen glanced around and saw that there were about a dozen people in this group. A middle-aged man standing next to Yang Lingfeng should be Yang Lingfeng's father, Yang Zian, the head of the Yang family.
Behind Yang Zian, there should be masters from the Yang family. Ye Chen felt it for a moment, and found that they were all innate masters.
The auras of several of them have even reached the late stage of Xiantian.
It is indeed a wealthy family in Yanjing. With this kind of background, Zhonghai can completely sweep it.
Ye Chen's eyes swept across the group of people in front of him, and then focused on Yang Lingfeng.
"I didn't expect you to dare to come out. I wonder which corner you thought you would hide in, but it's okay, it saved me a lot of effort."
Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.
"Why should I hide? Do you think you can still walk out of here today?"
Yang Lingfeng seemed to have heard some big joke, and said sarcastically: "Do you really think that my Yang family compound is a place where you can come and leave whenever you want?"
"Then I'll see who can stop me today."
Ye Chen snorted coldly, his words full of heroism.
"Are you Ye Chen?"
Yang Zian stared at Ye Chen closely, as if he wanted to see through Ye Chen completely.
As long as you are not a fool, you cannot be stupid enough to break into Yang's house and kill people alone.
Then there must be someone else behind this son.
"Master Yang, today is a grudge between me and Yang Lingfeng. As long as you, the Yang family, don't interfere in the matter between me and Yang Lingfeng, I don't want to go to war."
Ye Chen said seriously: "Master Yang, would you like to think about it?"
Yang Zi was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.
"Young man, this is really interesting. Are you threatening me?"
Yang Zian said with a cold voice.
"You can take this as a threat."
Ye Chen nodded and said seriously.
"Ye Chen, don't think that with Bai Emperor's support, you can do whatever you want in Yanjing. Bai Emperor can't save you today."
Yang Zian's eyes flashed and he said calmly.
Yanjing has Yanjing's rules. Although Bai Emperor is powerful and dominates China, there are still some specific rules that must be observed in Yanjing.
He went to the Yang family to kill people for no reason. Even Bai Di couldn't bear such a huge responsibility.
Although Bai Emperor is strong, the foundation of the Xu family is not in Yanjing after all. If Bai Emperor really dares to act like this, Yanjing will never have a place for Bai Emperor.
Ye Chen also understands this truth.
He came here alone today, so he was not prepared to rely on Bai Di.
"Kill him without Uncle Xu's help."
Ye Chen said darkly and calmly.
"Be brave, head of the family. Why bother talking nonsense with him? Wait until I capture him personally. Don't let others underestimate our Yang family."
An old man behind Yang Zian snorted coldly, took a step forward, and said with an arrogant expression.
Yang Zian frowned and said in a deep voice: "Elder Wang, be careful, this Ye Chen is not simple."
"How much ability can a little kid have?"
Wang Yanfeng said with disdain, his eyes full of indifference.
Yang Zian frowned, said nothing, and retreated with everyone.
Wang Yanfeng is considered an old man of the Yang family. He was hunted down by his enemies decades ago, but Mr. Yang personally took him in. He has been loyal to the Yang family for so many years.
Wang Yanfeng studied under a very famous boxer in the world and is extremely talented. With the support of the Yang family, his strength has already reached the late stage of innateness, and he can be regarded as the top master of the Yang family.
Especially this iron fist, which can defeat almost all invincible opponents of the same period.
With him taking action, Yang Zian felt more at ease.
"Are you planning to play wheel battle with me?"
Ye Chen raised a disdainful smile on his lips and said calmly.
"I am not comparable to a fool like Xue Da. If you just surrender and capture me, I can still let you live."
Wang Yanfeng said with a solemn expression.
"Are you done talking nonsense?"
Ye Chen raised his fingers towards Wang Yanfeng and said calmly: "Since you want to die, I will give you a ride."
"Looking for death."
A flash of anger flashed in Wang Yanfeng's eyes, he growled, rubbed his right foot on the ground, and took a deep breath.
This breath was like a bull drinking water. Wang Yanfeng's entire chest was dented, and a hint of terrifying prestige slowly emanated.
"Rakshasa Fist."
Wang Yanfeng gave a low drink and punched Ye Chen.
This punch was thrown out, earth-shattering, the space seemed to be torn apart by this punch, thunder roared, as if sparks were about to fly, and the iron fist was actually filled with extremely crazy will to die.
"Elder Wang actually used his special skills as soon as he came up."
"The power of Elder Wang's Rakshasa Fist is obviously stronger than before. It should be as powerful as a half-step master. The young man in front of me is probably dead."
Many elders of the Yang family present had a flash of light in their eyes and started talking among themselves.
Everyone in the Yang family also widened their eyes and stared at Wang Yanfeng.
Although Wang Yanfeng is an elder of the Yang family, have these disciples ever seen a life-and-death fight in the late Xiantian stage?
Wang Yanfeng's mere leakage of fist power made many people feel frightened and couldn't help but take a step back.
"It's simply too powerful."
"I didn't expect that a strong person in the late Xiantian stage would be so powerful."
"I have decided that after today, I will learn boxing skills from Elder Wang."
Many young people's pupils shrank slightly, and a fiery color flashed in their eyes.
"It's interesting."
Ye Chen raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, took a step forward, clasped his fingers, and punched him in the same way.
For the first time, Ye Chen took the attitude of killing the chicken to scare the monkey, and he would kill no matter who it was with one punch.
"You dare to fight with me? You're looking for death."
A ferocious look flashed in Wang Yanfeng's eyes, and his fist collided with Ye Chen's.
There was a bang, a thunderous sound, and a strong wind.
I saw that Wang Yanfeng's iron fist, which could cut mountains and rocks, made a clicking sound the moment it collided with Ye Chen, and his entire right arm began to tremble. Starting with the palm of his hand, the bones of the entire arm shattered instantly. p>
Wang Yanfeng's expression changed. Severe pain came from his right arm. He couldn't help but let out a scream. He looked at Ye Chen in horror. When he moved his body, he subconsciously wanted to step back.
"Want to leave now? It's too late."
Ye Chen sneered, took a step forward, and clapped out with a light palm.
With a bang, Wang Yanfeng's body trembled, a palm mark appeared on his chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he was directly slapped away by Ye Chen's palm.
Wang Yanfeng's body flying in mid-air made a clicking sound, and his entire sternum was shattered by Ye Chen's strength, and then he fell in front of Yang Zian, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
In an instant, the whole place was silent and silent.