In the dilapidated yard.

"Ba!" "Ba!" "Ba!"

The sound explosions generated by the urging of joints in the body were endless. Feng Yan was pressing on his upper body, and his dark skin was shining under the sunlight, emitting light.

After a long time... Feng Yan stood up with his fist.

"call!"

A sip of turbid air slowly spit out from Feng Yan's mouth. Feng Yan opened his eyes and frowned.

"My Yuanli has already reached the limit of the fourth level of heaven. Over the years, I have tried my best to suppress my Yuanli cultivation, but for a long time, I can no longer suppress it."

"Now, as long as I practice a little or practice boxing, there may be signs of breakthrough."

At this moment, Feng Yan was like a bottle full of water. As long as the bottle was shaken slightly, the water would overflow. In this case, ordinary warriors would choose to make a breakthrough without hesitation, but Feng Yan could not do this.

"It's getting late, it's time to go to the old man's place."

Feng Yan returned to the house, changed into clothes, walked outside, and soon left the Feng family.

Tiandu City is just a medium-sized city in the Dongyue Dynasty. It has a small territory but is quite prosperous. Even though it is approaching night, there are still many pedestrians walking around on the street, as well as the vendors and the waiters in the restaurants are still shouting.

"Who are the three auras on the top of the elixir during the day?" Feng Yan was wearing loose clothes and walked on the street, thinking while walking.

Feng Yan's body is different from ordinary people and has a strong sense of perception, so the three figures on the top floor of the elixir room during the day did not hide it from him.

"One of the three people has reached the eighth level of heaven, and the other is the ninth level of heaven. These two people may be the elders and heads of the family, but who is the other person?" Feng Yan frowned. "He couldn't even detect his aura!"

The reason why he told Feng Tao and Feng Ying not to run around these days was because he was afraid of this person.

It should be noted that with his perception, even a strong man from the Ninth Heaven, like the head of the Feng family, could not hide from him in the dark, but that person... Feng Yan did not discover it at all at the beginning.

If the man hadn't been staying on Feng Ying's body, Feng Yan would not have noticed his existence at all.

"I can avoid my perception and make it impossible for me to discover. Could it be the legendary powerful man in the empty realm?" Feng Yan was shocked when he thought of this.

The realm of the void has always been a legend, and Feng Yan has never really seen a powerful person in the realm of the void.

That is a super existence that can destroy a city by one person. Such people are the emperor-level rulers in the entire Dongyue Dynasty. Even the royal family of the Dongyue Dynasty has to bow their heads in the face of such existence. Family forces like the Feng family may be equivalent to a group of ants in front of the powerful people in the empty realm, and they can be destroyed at will.

"It is very likely that it is a powerful person in the realm of the sky, but this powerful person in the realm of the sky has been watching Xiaoying do something. Could it be that he has seen the secret on Xiaoying?" Thinking of this, Feng Yan's pupils suddenly shrank, his hands tightly held them, and his face was cold.

Feng Ying has a big secret.

In this world, only Feng Yan and Old Man Lian know this. If Feng Ying’s secret is discovered, the consequences will be...

"Absolutely not!"

"No matter who you are, even if you are really a powerful person in the emptiness realm, you can't think it's bad for Xiaoying."

An extremely cold aura emanated from Feng Yan's body. Feng Yan held his hands tightly, his eyes firmly, and a cold and fierce light filled Feng Yan's eyes.

For Feng Yan, Feng Tao and Feng Ying are everything to him. Unless they step over his body, Feng Yan will never let anyone hurt them.

Suddenly, Feng Yan raised his eyebrows and glanced gently behind him.

"Hmph!" With a sneer, Feng Yan turned around and walked into a small alley next to him. His figure gradually disappeared deep in the alley.

In just a moment, a figure appeared at the entrance of the alley. This was a thin young man. The young man glanced deep in the alley and then secretly glanced at both sides. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he sneaked into the alley and acted extremely sneakily.

The young man walked into the depths of the alley carefully, but as soon as he walked to an intersection of the alley, the young man's face changed.

"Where is the person?" The young man looked around, and there was no trace of the person in the empty alley.

The young man looked puzzled and then swayed around for a while, but he didn't see Feng Yan's shadow again, so he left helplessly.

Until shortly after the young man left, a figure appeared silently in the alley, and it was Feng Yan.

"That man just now was the bronze medal disciple of the family. What did he do with me?" Feng Yan frowned slightly, "Is it that Feng Jian?"

Feng Yan thought about it and found that this was the possibility.

"It's been so long, old man, why don't you come out?" Feng Yan put his hand behind his back, looked around and said softly.

Da! Da! Da! Da!

Footsteps sounded, and a black figure slowly walked from the alley on the left and slowly appeared in front of Feng Yan.

This is a black-haired old man with a rosacea bridge. The old man was wearing a simple black robe, his cheeks were red and his face was drunk. His deep eyes, as if the sun, moon and stars, were as bright as the sun, moon and stars, were always smiling.

There was a huge wine gourd hanging around the old man's waist. Apart from the drunkenness, the old man's body no longer emitted any breath, and it seemed that he didn't even breathe.

His long black hair was spread out and his beard grew to his chest. With his drunkenness, anyone would be the first to think that he was an ordinary drunk old man.

The drunk old man walked up and looked at Feng Yan again, his mouth opened, and his voice still contained a strong smell of alcohol: "Little guy, why did you let him go? This is not like your style."

Feng Yan's mouth curled slightly, and he spread his hands and said, "That man is from the same family as me, and he is a compatriot. Besides, he is also ordered by others. Although I have killed a lot of people, he is not a person who kills innocent people."

Indeed, Feng Yan killed a lot of people.

At the same time, Feng Yan also knew very well that in this world, human life is a mustard, and all the rules are set by strong people, so the person who was killed can only blame him for his weak strength.

The drunk old man is Old Man Lian. Feng Yan has known him for four years and still doesn’t know the real name of Old Man Lian. He only knows his surname is Lian, so he calls him Old Man Lian.

Old Man Lian glanced at Feng Yan, but did not speak, but picked up the wine gourd around his waist, opened the plug and took a sip of the wine.

"Ah, good wine!" A sip of wine was breathed, and the old man Lian looked like he was enjoying himself.

Feng Yan frowned slightly, "Old man Lian, I almost broke through again today. Although I finally suppressed it, I have a feeling that if I do it again, I will definitely not be able to suppress it. I am afraid I can only break through normally."

Old Man Lian, who was enjoying drinking, raised his eyebrows gently and his face became slightly solemn. After thinking for a while, Old Man Lian said, "Come with me, soak it in medicinal wine later."
Chapter completed!