The world is vast, and too many people make foolish mistakes, and she laughed foolishly, recalling the time they spent together.
It is often said that when men say sweet words, they are just being perfunctory.
Similarly, Yang Feng is also very good at sweet talk—
I will stay by your side, even when we are old and gray, until I have said all the love words I can't hide in my heart...
Meanwhile, in the harbor of Yanjing, several middle-aged men from an island nation slowly disembarked from the ship.
The middle-aged man at the head of the group was Fujikawa Yu, a swordsman sent by the Fujikawa family. He glanced around the brand-new harbor and couldn't help but mutter:
"The country of China is becoming more and more powerful. What should our country do?"
Let's go—
At the same time, the Yang family also found out that a young man under the age of twenty had killed one of their sons.
However, they had investigated beforehand and simply couldn't believe that a young man under twenty could defeat a Yellow-rank bodyguard.
Now, they have thoroughly investigated the matter.
After all, the Yang family is quite cautious in their actions, investigating the forces and strength behind them.
Since a Yellow-rank expert defeated their family's bodyguard, there might be a powerful force or a highly skilled person behind them.
But Yang Feng was just an ordinary teenager who suddenly rose to prominence.
Maybe it was just some kind of extraordinary encounter.
Of course, there is a reason why this matter has been delayed until now. It is because their family produced a martial arts genius who was taken in by the Yanlong Sect, one of the national protection sects of China, and became the last disciple of the deputy sect leader.
Therefore, the Yang family in Yanjing is now living a better and better life. Their influence has spread throughout the country and even overseas. They have also connected with the Yanlong Sect, the national protection sect of China. It can be said that no one dares to provoke them anymore.
Overall, their influence has been expanded again, both in the business and military spheres!
They directly surpassed the Ye family, the number one family in Yanjing!
"Don't worry, Uncle, I will definitely avenge my cousin. This person is called Yang Feng, right? A Yellow Rank expert?" The one speaking in the Yang family's meeting hall at this moment was none other than the martial arts prodigy Yang Lingtian.
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 246 Similar Girls
Suddenly, Ye Aotian saw a small photo fall out of Yang Feng's pocket. He abruptly stopped what he was doing and stood there stunned, as if struck by lightning.
This photo is one of the photos of Yang Feng and Han Shilan together.
However, the girl in the picture was the woman Ye Aotian loved most, who had accompanied him through his mercenary adventures.
They look exactly alike!
It was during one of his international SSS-level missions that the woman who accompanied him died unexpectedly.
He didn't cry at the time; he just sat beside her coffin and drank for three days and three nights until he passed out.
Finally, he was forcibly dragged away by his companions.
Yang Feng, who was lying on the ground, was in despair when he felt the aura of death suddenly stop. He opened his eyes slightly and saw Ye Aotian standing there, motionless, as if struck by lightning.
"Now..."
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yang Feng took out Dragon Liquid from the system's storage and drank the entire bottle in one gulp. His spiritual power suddenly surged violently, as if it were about to tear apart.
Powerful spiritual energy flowed, lingering between every meridian.
In an instant, Yang Feng's power was rising continuously, until it reached a limit.
Ye Aotian's eyes were slightly red, lost in his fantasy of his former lover, completely unaware of Yang Feng's unusual behavior, not even sensing the flow of his aura.
It is clear that he was deeply in love.
Yang Feng got up from the ground, a cold smile curling at the corners of his mouth. Although he didn't understand what had happened to Ye Aotian, now was the time to severely injure him.
A golden Buddhist light suddenly flashed in his palm, and he suddenly remembered a powerful technique.
Tathagata Palm...a scaled-down version.
Despite the excruciating pain in his body, Yang Feng channeled all his spiritual power and suddenly leaped into the air, causing waves of energy to surge beneath his feet.
Despite this, Ye Aotian didn't realize that he seemed to have shut himself off.
Two meters…
Five meters…
Ten meters…
Thirteen meters!
This was Yang Feng's limit, a power beyond the ordinary, his spiritual energy rising continuously with the air currents.
Yang Feng's body leaped into the air, his head suddenly pointing downwards, his right hand shining with dazzling golden Buddhist light, and then he abruptly turned down towards Ye Aotian below.
A spark flew through the air, and a long trail of fire trailed behind Yang Feng's feet due to the hurricane's influence.
He seemed to be surrounded by flames, descending from the sky like a terrifying hot weapon missile.