"Yang Zhanfei!"
Everyone in the hall was shocked, and even Fei Rong, who was originally angry, disappeared.
Seeing everyone's expressions, Huang Xiaolong couldn't help but ask, "Who is Yang Zhanfei?"
Fei Hou said respectfully, "That Yang Zhanfei is that Yang An's younger brother!"
"Yang An?" Huang Xiaolong was also a little surprised.
Is that Yang An, the first enchanting genius in the extraterritorial kingdom? All the way down, the name he heard the most was this Yang An, but he didn't expect that Yang Zhanfei was that Yang An's younger brother!
"Where is your young master now?" Huang Xiaolong turned his head and asked the Fei mansion guard.
Fei Hou, Fei Rong and the others all looked at the guard.
The guard quickly replied: "It's on Wande Street!"
"Wande Street?" Huang Xiaolong looked at Fei Hou: "How far is this Wande Street from Fei's residence?"
"It's only three or four blocks away, not too far!" Fei Hou said quickly.
"Then let's go take a look now." Huang Xiaolong stood up.
Afterwards, led by Fei Hou, Fei Rong and others, it didn't take long for Huang Xiaolong and others to come to Wande Street. When they came to Wande Street, they saw a group of people surrounded the center of the street in front of them. Very lively.
When Huang Xiaolong and the others approached the crowd, an arrogant voice came from inside: "Damn, you look like a bear, you are worthy of Tao Zhe? Don't think that you are like Feifu, in my eyes, you Fei Fu is nothing!"
"Tell you Fei Ming, I've beaten you today, so what! How dare you, Fei's house, take me, just like your old man, just like a bear!"
Then a burst of laughter.
It was obviously the laughter of Yang Zhanfei's minions and guards.
"Yang Zhanfei, I fought with you!" A roar sounded.
But then, a scream came out.
Fei Rong's face changed, and he became angry and angry. The guards of the Fei residence rushed forward and lined up the crowd. Huang Xiaolong and the others saw a young man of twenty-four or five years old lying on the ground with blood all over his mouth, a twenty-three-four-year-old man. The 28-year-old, beautiful-looking woman lifted him up with a worried look, and at the same time looked angrily at a young man in a brocade shirt not far away.
Such a beautiful woman should be Tao Zhe, and the young man in a brocade shirt is Yang Zhanfei.
"Fei Ming, how are you?" Tao Zhe raised Fei Ming up and asked anxiously.
Fei Ming shook his head.
At this time, the guards of the Fei residence lined up the crowd, and Fei Rong rushed in first.
"Father!" Fei Ming saw Fei Rong rushing in, and just opened his mouth, suddenly looked behind Fei Rong in disbelief, and then said with a surprised look, "Grandpa!"
"Grandpa, you're back!" Fei Ming hurried forward regardless of his injury and came to Fei Hou.
Fei Hou nodded, showing a loving smile. He hurriedly supported his grandson, and quickly checked his injury. Then he breathed a sigh of relief. The grandson's injury was not serious, but only a few minor ones. It seemed that Yang Zhanfei's shot was measured.
When Yang Zhanfei saw Fei Hou, he was also slightly shocked. Fei Hou, who had disappeared for so many years, actually came back? He knew that Fei Hou was a peak powerhouse in the late tenth order.
"Hehe, I didn't expect the guards from the Fei Mansion to come so quickly, even the master of the Fei family came here!" Yang Zhanfei said with a hey hey smile: "Don't worry, Fei Ming won't die! But next time I won't be so lucky." Said At this point, he looked at Fei Ming: "If you see me in the future, it's best to stay away, or I'll hit you every time you see me!"
"Let's go!" Yang Zhanfei waved his hand and said to the servants and guards behind him.
"Stop!" Just as Yang Zhanfei and all the servants and the guards were about to leave, a shout rang out.
Yang Zhanfei couldn't help but stop and looked, it was Fei Hou who spoke.
Fei Hou slowly walked towards the other party.
If the other party is left like this today, what face will the Fei Mansion have in the extraterritorial royal city in the future
Yang Zhanfei watched Fei Hou come, but his face was calm: "You are Fei Hou? Do you want to avenge your grandson?" Speaking of this, he swept away Fei Hou's guards: "Why, you want to bully the less with more?"
Just as Fei Hou was about to speak, suddenly Huang Xiaolong came over and said, "As long as you can catch my palm, we will let you go."
Yang Zhanfei looked at Huang Xiaolong and suddenly laughed: "Boy, what did you say? Take your palm? Say it again, I'm afraid I can't hear you clearly."
The servants and guards behind Yang Zhanfei laughed.
Huang Xiaolong looked indifferent.
"Boy, where did you come from, you can be the master?" Yang Zhanfei stopped laughing and said.
"He is my young master, and he means what I mean!" At this moment, Fei Hou said.
Little Lord? !
Yang Zhanfei looked at Huang Xiaolong in astonishment, startled.
Fei Hou actually called this boy who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old as the young master!
The servants and guards behind Yang Zhanfei also looked at Huang Xiaolong in amazement.
After Yang Zhanfei was surprised, he looked at Huang Xiaolong and said coldly: "Since this is the case, then I want to see how you beat me with one palm!
Although Fei Hou called Huang Xiaolong the young master, which surprised him, he didn't really take Huang Xiaolong to heart, or he didn't believe that a fifteen- or sixteen-year-old boy could defeat him, let alone a palm!
At this time, the surrounding people automatically retreated.
Yang Zhanfei and Huang Xiaolong stood there, an air current formed.
Everyone looked at Yang Zhanfei and Huang Xiaolong on the field, Fei Rong was staring at Huang Xiaolong, and he also wanted to see Huang Xiaolong's strength.
What qualifications does this young man have to make his father think of the young master!
"Father, who is he?" Fei Ming asked Fei Rong, referring to Huang Xiaolong. Just now, his grandfather called him the young master. He was even more surprised and puzzled than when Fei Rong heard it.
"Ready?" Huang Xiaolong looked at each other indifferently.
"Holy Fist of Ten Thousand Stars!"
At this moment, Yang Zhanfei suddenly rose up, and suddenly punched Huang Xiaolong's chest, countless stars lasing, and a faint divine aura spread out.
Everyone was taken aback, but they didn't expect Yang Zhanfei to suddenly take action.
Fei Rong was equally surprised.
"Be careful!" That Fei Ming blurted out, that Yang Zhanfei was the peak of the late seventh-order.
Just when everyone thought that Yang Zhanfei had blasted Huang Xiaolong with a punch, suddenly, Huang Xiaolong raised his right hand and greeted him with a palm.
"Boom!" There was a shock.
Yang Zhanfei screamed and flew out backwards, hitting the ground hard, causing the ground to vibrate.
One palm!
There was silence all around.
Fei Rong and the others were dumbfounded, and Fei Ming, who had just blurted out to warn Huang Xiaolong, froze there, his mouth still open.
The servants and guards behind Yang Zhanfei also forgot to step forward to help him up.
Huang Xiaolong walked towards Yang Zhanfei, Yang Zhanfei looked terrified, rubbed his butt on the ground, panicked and backed away: "You, what do you want?!"
"What do I want?" Huang Xiaolong came to the other side.
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