The guard hesitated for a moment and reported: "It was Yang Zhanfei who was injured!"

"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: "Then Yang Zhanfei is Yang An's younger brother!"

"Yang An?" Huang Xiaolong was also a little surprised.

It was Yang An, the most evil genius from the outside world? Along the way, the name he heard the most was Yang An. Unexpectedly, Yang Zhanfei was Yang An’s younger brother!

"Where is your young master now?" Huang Xiaolong turned around and asked the Fei Mansion guards.

Fei Hou, Fei Rong and 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 Mansion?"

"It's just three or four streets away, not much!" Fei Hou said quickly.

"Then let's go over and take a look now." Huang Xiaolong stood up.

Then, under the leadership of Fei Hou, Fei Rong and others, not long after, Huang Xiaolong and others came to Wande Street. When they arrived at Wande Street, they saw a group of people surrounding the middle of the street in front, pointing at people, and they looked very lively.

When Huang Xiaolong and others approached the crowd, an arrogant voice came from inside: "Damn, you look so bearish and worthy of Tao Zhe? Don't think how you are like a Fei Mansion. In my eyes, you Fei Mansion is nothing!"

"Tell you Fei Ming, I will beat you today, so what! What if you dare to do with your Fei family? You are just like a bear!"

A piece of laughter.

It was obviously the laughter of Yang Zhanfei's slave and guard.

"Yang Zhanfei, I'll fight with you!" A roar rang out.

But then, a scream came out.

Fei Rong's face changed, angry and angry. The guards of the Fei Mansion rushed forward and lined up the crowd. Huang Xiaolong and others saw a 24- or 25-year-old young man lying on the ground, his mouth full of blood. A 23- or 24-year-old woman, who was very beautiful, helped him up with a worried look on her face, and at the same time, she looked at a young man in a brocade shirt not far away from the opposite side with an angry face.

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 helped Fei Ming up and asked anxiously.

Fei Ming shook his head.

At this time, the escorts of Fei's mansion lined up and Fei Rong rushed in first.

"Dad!" Fei Ming saw Fei Rong rushing in, and just spoke, he suddenly looked behind Fei Rong in disbelief, and then looked surprised and said in a trembling voice: "Grandpa!"

"Grandpa, you are back!" Fei Ming rushed forward despite his injuries and came to Fei Hou.

Fei Hou nodded, showed a loving smile, hurriedly supported his grandson and quickly observed his injuries. Then he felt relieved. His grandson's injury was not serious, but only minor injuries. It seemed that Yang Zhanfei was still responsible for his actions.

When Yang Zhanfei saw Fei Hou, he was 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 stage.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that the guards of the Fei Mansion came quite quickly, and even the head of the Fei family came over!" Yang Zhanfei smiled and said, "Don't worry, Fei Ming can't die! But next time I won't be so lucky." Speaking of this, he looked at Fei Ming: "It's better to stay away when you see me in the future, otherwise I will be beaten once and once!"

"Let's go!" Yang Zhanfei waved his hand and told the servants and guards behind him.

"Stop!" Just as Yang Zhanfei and the servants were about to leave, a shout rang out.

Yang Zhanfei couldn't help but stop and looked at Fei Hou who spoke.

Fei Hou walked slowly towards the other party.

If the other party is left like this today, what kind of face does Fei's mansion have in the royal city outside the territory in the future?

Yang Zhanfei looked at Fei Hou coming, but looked calm: "You are Fei Hou? Want to avenge your grandson?" Speaking of this, he swept the guards of Fei's mansion: "Why, do you want to bully the less?"

Fei Hou was about to speak when suddenly Huang Xiaolong came over and said, "As long as you can take my palm, we will let you leave."

Yang Zhanfei looked at Huang Xiaolong and suddenly laughed: "Boy, what did you say? Take your palm? Say it again, I'm afraid I won't hear it clearly."

The slaves and guards behind Yang Zhanfei laughed.

Huang Xiaolong looked indifferent.

"Boy, where did you come out of the little kid, can you make the decision?" Yang Zhanfei stopped smiling and said.

"He is my young master, and what he means is what I mean!" Fei Hou said at this time.

Young Master?!

Yang Zhanfei looked at Huang Xiaolong in shock and was shocked.

Fei Hou actually called this young man who seemed to be only fifteen or sixteen years old as the young master!

The slaves and guards behind Yang Zhanfei also looked at Huang Xiaolong in surprise.

After Yang Zhanfei was surprised, he looked at Huang Xiaolong and said coldly: "Since that's the case, I want to see how you defeated me with one palm!" At this point, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Although Fei Hou called Huang Xiaolong the Young Master, he was surprised, but he did not really take Huang Xiaolong to heart, or he did not believe that Huang Xiaolong, a 15 or 16-year-old boy, could defeat him, let alone a palm!

At this time, everyone around him automatically retreated.

Yang Zhanfei and Huang Xiaolong stood there, and a stream of air formed.

Everyone looked at Yang Zhanfei and Huang Xiaolong in the field, and Fei Rong even stared at Huang Xiaolong with his eyes tightly. 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!

"Dad, is he?" Fei Ming asked Fei Rong, meaning Huang Xiaolong. His grandfather actually called the other party's young master just now. He was even more surprised and confused than when Fei Rong heard it.

"Are you ready?" Huang Xiaolong looked at the other person with a calm expression.

"The Holy Fist of Ten Thousand Stars!"

At this moment, suddenly, Yang Zhanfei's figure rose up violently and suddenly punched Huang Xiaolong's chest. Countless starlight shot out, and a faint sacred aura spread out.

Everyone was surprised and did not expect Yang Zhanfei to take action suddenly.

Fei Rong was also surprised.

"Be careful!" Fei Ming even blurted out, Yang Zhanfei was at the peak of the late seventh stage.

Just when everyone thought Yang Zhanfei knocked Huang Xiaolong away with one punch, suddenly, Huang Xiaolong raised his right hand and greeted him with a palm.

"Boom!" There was a shock.

Yang Zhanfei screamed, flew backwards, and smashed to the ground hard, which shocked the ground.

One palm!

There was silence around.

Fei Rong and others were stunned. Fei Ming, who had just blurted out that Huang Xiaolong was careful, was still stiff, his mouth was still wide open.

The slaves and guards behind Yang Zhanfei also forgot to step forward and help him up.

Huang Xiaolong walked towards Yang Zhanfei. Yang Zhanfei looked frightened, rubbed his butt against the ground, and then retreated: "You, what do you want to do?!"
Chapter completed!