Suddenly, the situation in the yard changed again.
Of those Iron Masked Men, one was seriously injured and two lost their lives. The only person left was staring at Yang Dong with a vigilant face at this moment, but he did not dare to take action at will.
What a joke, the four of them attacked, but three of them were killed. Now that he was alone, what was the difference between taking action and committing suicide?
He thought so and couldn't help but take another half step back.
And just this half-step made Zhou Pingyuan realize that he was now at a disadvantage. Although there was an old Taoist priest assisting him, he was just a guest, and there was absolutely no need for him to be injured or even lose his life.
In other words, he has actually fallen into a disadvantage.
Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth, veins popped up on his forehead, but the hatred in his eyes was deeply hidden in his eyes.
"That's all, since we have rescued the third child, let's stop what happened today!"
"But eunuch, don't be complacent, our ancestor Wei Gong will definitely not give up!"
After saying that, he winked at the old man, turned around and wanted to retreat.
But at this moment, Zhou Feng, who he was supporting, could no longer bear the resentment in his heart and said viciously:
"You guys named Yang, and that bitch named Xu, remember this for me, young master!"
"It won't be long before I, the young master, will play with your body wantonly in front of everyone!"
As soon as these words came out, the young woman who had calmed down once again trembled slightly. A trace of fear flashed in her eyes, and she hugged Yang Dong tightly beside her almost subconsciously.
When Yang Dong heard this, murderous intent burst out from his eyes.
He originally believed that although Zhou Feng was guilty, he was not guilty enough to die. Destroy him as a warning to others.
However, he never expected that Zhou Feng would not repent, but would instead have thoughts of revenge!
That’s all, I am still too kind after all!
Yang Dong sighed with emotion, his whole figure flashed suddenly, and he rushed behind Zhou Feng!
Although the remaining Iron Masked Man felt Yang Dong's movements, he deliberately slowed down by half a beat.
Although he was loyal to the Zhou family, he didn't want to go there and die.
But the old Taoist frowned and threw out the fly whisk in his hand to stop him.
In fact, he could have gone directly to stop Yang Dong. But he was also a little unsure about Yang Dong's strength!
After all, through the battle just now, he had a vague feeling that this young man didn't seem to be trying his best.
The veteran has lived for so many years, what kind of master has he not seen?
He would not take action easily against such an enemy who could not figure out the details.
So, he just threw his whisk to stop him!
At this moment, Zhou Pingyuan felt the strong wind coming from his back, and his expression changed drastically!
He subconsciously pushed Zhou Feng, who was supporting him, and then rolled violently.
Yang Dong was blocked by the whisk, and his movements couldn't help but slow down by half a minute.
And it was precisely because of this slowness that he missed the opportunity to kill with one strike!
"Bastard, are you crazy?"
Zhou Pingyuan roared and immediately raised his arms to summon his guards.
A large group of guards knew that they were going to die, but they had no choice but to come over.
Yang Dong's face darkened, and he punched the fly whisk in front of him!
This whisk is a treasure. In the past few fights, the power of Qi and blood in Yang Dong's body was unable to do anything to it.
But this time the obstruction made Yang Dong extremely angry!
He directly mobilized the pink energy in his body and punched it hard!
In an instant, there was a crisp cracking sound above the whisk, which was like the sound of glass falling on the concrete floor.
The next moment, the old Taoist's expression changed drastically, and his figure rushed over quickly.
But the whisk, which was made of glass, was actually covered with cracks under Yang Dong's fist!
Yang Dong snorted coldly and slapped Zhou Feng hard on the back of the head with another backhand.
The next moment, Zhou Feng's whole body was like a puddle of mud, paralyzed on the ground, completely out of breath!
Zhou Feng is dead!
For a moment, the entire courtyard fell into an eerie silence.
Yang Dong helped the young woman up and jumped over the eaves.
He glanced at everyone present coldly, and said in a gloomy tone:
"There is always a wrongdoer and a debtor. I killed Zhou Feng today, and he brought it upon himself."
"If the Zhou family wants to take revenge, I will follow suit!"
"But you, the Zhou family, have to think it over carefully!"
After saying that, he jumped up and disappeared in front of everyone in the Zhou family in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, Zhou Pingyuan's face was as gloomy as a pool of stagnant water.
He held Zhou Feng's body in his arms, his eyes slightly red.
At this moment, even the old Taoist who felt sorry for Fuchen fell into silence. The atmosphere in the entire courtyard became extremely depressing.
I don’t know how long it took, but Zhou Pingyuan slowly let out a breath of turbid air.
He stood up, glanced at the guards present, and finally landed on Zhou Xue's face.
"I didn't protect your third brother well. I need you to give me an explanation."
Zhou Xue's face turned pale, but she nodded slightly.
Zhou Pingyuan fell into silence again. After a long time, he spoke again:
"Finding a place to bury Feng'er alive and well, my father is going on a long journey!"
…
The city is closed, inside the inn,
Different from the relaxed and carefree atmosphere when they arrived, the atmosphere among Yang Dong and his party became a little heavy at this moment.
Yu Xiaoyu's injuries have recovered, but his cheeks are now filled with guilt.
He cupped his fists with both hands, bowed deeply to Yang Dong and said:
"It's my disciple who is incompetent, please ask Master to punish me!"
Yang Dong shook his head gently and patted Yu Xiaoyu's shoulder heavily.
"You did a good job this time. You just need to be more diligent in your future practice."
Even so, he didn't have any useful skills in his hand.
After all, those skills of the Qinglian Sect either require wielding a sword to commit suicide or various self-mutilations, which are not in line with Xiaoyu's practice. On the contrary, some Qinglian Sect's unique skills are more suitable for women to practice.
It's just that there are no female disciples around him...
However, other techniques were not suitable for Xiaoyu at the moment, so he continued:
"My teacher is also looking for a set of exercises that suits you, but I don't have a clue yet."
Yu Xiaoyu cupped his hands again, but did not speak. After all, when he first became a disciple of Yang Dong, it was not to learn any skills.
"You guys take a short rest, and we will leave the closed city early tomorrow morning."
Yang Dong gave instructions in a calm tone and was about to turn around when Yu Xiaoyu suddenly spoke.
"Master, we have offended the Zhou family, do we still have to stay in Fengcheng for one night?"
"If the Zhou family gets into trouble, should we..."
"Silly boy, I am waiting for them to attack!"
Yang Dong smiled faintly, and stood up and returned to his room amidst everyone's doubtful eyes.
