Chapter 2339 Serial frame!
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Feng Qing Yang
Chapter 2339 Serial frame!
After speaking briefly again, Yang Ling and Chen Tian left the Yan's house directly, after all, it was not too late.
Standing on the roof of an attic, Yang Ling said calmly, "Brother Chen, do you know the direction?"
"north."
Chen Tian said indifferently: "Brother Yang, I actually have an intuition that this matter is far from being as simple as it appears on the surface."
"Those men in black are probably of a different race."
"Oh?"
Yang Ling was surprised and said, "So, the two of us alone might not be enough?"
"Not necessarily."
Chen Tian looked at Yang Ling, and said in a deep voice, "Brother Yang, I always feel that someone is secretly targeting me. Actually, I want to say that I am not afraid of anyone."
"I hope that's not you."
The sound fell, and the person jumped directly in the direction of the north.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Yang Ling's mouth, but he followed him calmly.
Half a day later, the two came to a wilderness. There was a private house here, and the sound of breathing could be heard from a distance.
The two looked closer, but they saw an embarrassing scene.
There was a pink airflow floating in the room, a 40-year-old woman was lying on the bed in disheveled clothes, while seven or eight strong men were sitting around her, all in the same disheveled clothes and motionless.
Upon closer inspection, this woman is exactly Yan Jin!
Chen Tian only felt his head buzzing, and his blood surged up. Even though he didn't have any feelings for Yan Jin, Chen Tian was still furious after seeing this scene!
"Bastard, bastard!"
He rushed in, picked up a long knife in the room, and killed a strong man nearby with one blow.
The strong man didn't resist, and he died without even screaming.
At this moment, Chen Tian was completely dazzled by his anger, and he killed all the strong men in the room in an instant under continuous slashing.
"Clang!"
The long knife fell on the ground, and Chen Tian rushed to Yan Jin's side and asked anxiously, "Are you all right?"
"Yanjin, wake up!"
When he hugged Yan Jin, Chen Tian seemed to have discovered something.
Yan Jin's breathing was steady, and although her clothes were disheveled, she was not in a mess, and there were no traces of being violated by a man at all.
Looking back, these strong men were lying on the ground one by one, bleeding into rivers. Upon closer inspection, all of these people were wearing Jujianmen costumes.
Yang Ling didn't enter the house. He already knew what was going on as soon as he approached, but he stood far away.
Sure enough, within a short while, a large group of monks flew from the sky, and the leader was a late-stage monk who shouted in a low voice: "Evil Jiao, where did you hide my disciples!"
The voice seemed extremely angry, and the speed was extremely fast!
The moment Chen Tian in the room heard the voice, his heart skipped a beat and he secretly thought it was bad, it was too late to leave with Yan Jin in his arms.
"boom!"
This group of cultivators from the Giant Sword Sect rushed into the room directly, and the cultivators of the late innate stage took a closer look, but they opened their mouths, and their eyes turned red!
"you……"
"Who are you, how dare you slaughter my disciples!"
"I kill you!"
The old man had a fiery temper, and he punched Chen Tian directly. At the moment when Chen Tian was hesitating whether to show his strength, two figures flew over and punched at the same time!
"boom!"
The thatched hut was directly blown away, and the scene was full of flying sand and rocks.
"Young master, let's go!"
The two figures directly engulfed Chen Tian and soared into the sky.
(End of this chapter)
After speaking briefly again, Yang Ling and Chen Tian left the Yan's house directly, after all, it was not too late.
Standing on the roof of an attic, Yang Ling said calmly, "Brother Chen, do you know the direction?"
"north."
Chen Tian said indifferently: "Brother Yang, I actually have an intuition that this matter is far from being as simple as it appears on the surface."
"Those men in black are probably of a different race."
"Oh?"
Yang Ling was surprised and said, "So, the two of us alone might not be enough?"
"Not necessarily."
Chen Tian looked at Yang Ling, and said in a deep voice, "Brother Yang, I always feel that someone is secretly targeting me. Actually, I want to say that I am not afraid of anyone."
"I hope that's not you."
The sound fell, and the person jumped directly in the direction of the north.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Yang Ling's mouth, but he followed him calmly.
Half a day later, the two came to a wilderness. There was a private house here, and the sound of breathing could be heard from a distance.
The two looked closer, but they saw an embarrassing scene.
There was a pink airflow floating in the room, a 40-year-old woman was lying on the bed in disheveled clothes, while seven or eight strong men were sitting around her, all in the same disheveled clothes and motionless.
Upon closer inspection, this woman is exactly Yan Jin!
Chen Tian only felt his head buzzing, and his blood surged up. Even though he didn't have any feelings for Yan Jin, Chen Tian was still furious after seeing this scene!
"Bastard, bastard!"
He rushed in, picked up a long knife in the room, and killed a strong man nearby with one blow.
The strong man didn't resist, and he died without even screaming.
At this moment, Chen Tian was completely dazzled by his anger, and he killed all the strong men in the room in an instant under continuous slashing.
"Clang!"
The long knife fell on the ground, and Chen Tian rushed to Yan Jin's side and asked anxiously, "Are you all right?"
"Yanjin, wake up!"
When he hugged Yan Jin, Chen Tian seemed to have discovered something.
Yan Jin's breathing was steady, and although her clothes were disheveled, she was not in a mess, and there were no traces of being violated by a man at all.
Looking back, these strong men were lying on the ground one by one, bleeding into rivers. Upon closer inspection, all of these people were wearing Jujianmen costumes.
Yang Ling didn't enter the house. He already knew what was going on as soon as he approached, but he stood far away.
Sure enough, within a short while, a large group of monks flew from the sky, and the leader was a late-stage monk who shouted in a low voice: "Evil Jiao, where did you hide my disciples!"
The voice seemed extremely angry, and the speed was extremely fast!
The moment Chen Tian in the room heard the voice, his heart skipped a beat and he secretly thought it was bad, it was too late to leave with Yan Jin in his arms.
"boom!"
This group of cultivators from the Giant Sword Sect rushed into the room directly, and the cultivators of the late innate stage took a closer look, but they opened their mouths, and their eyes turned red!
"you……"
"Who are you, how dare you slaughter my disciples!"
"I kill you!"
The old man had a fiery temper, and he punched Chen Tian directly. At the moment when Chen Tian was hesitating whether to show his strength, two figures flew over and punched at the same time!
"boom!"
The thatched hut was directly blown away, and the scene was full of flying sand and rocks.
"Young master, let's go!"
The two figures directly engulfed Chen Tian and soared into the sky.
(End of this chapter)
