Chapter 103

These men in black should have practiced the art of combined strikes, and they have a solid foundation for advancing and retreating.

If the ordinary acquired Consummation falls into their encirclement, they will definitely be captured alive by them within three or five moves.

But Song Yan is not, he is the innate master.

As the so-called one force can break all methods, after entanglement with them for a few tricks, 80% of the true essence is circulated, poured into the fists, and blasted out in a series of night battles.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

A series of collisions sounded, and the eight men in black who besieged him all screamed and smashed into the living room.

"Innate Grandmaster!"

Seeing this scene, the black-clothed middle-aged leader suddenly changed color. He never dreamed that Song Yan, a high school student, would actually be a congenital master.

"Who are you? Say it!"

Song Yan stepped out, staring at the middle-aged man in black.

The middle-aged man in black took a deep breath, suppressed his inner shock, and said, "Song Yan, I was sent by Mr. Nangong Yuntian, I hope you will come with me."

"Nangong Family!"

Song Yan's expression changed slightly. He had expected that sooner or later he would officially tear up with the Nangong family. He didn't expect this day to come so quickly. Since the Nangong family came to arrest him in person, it means that the Nangong family should have known about him and the Blood Rose. There is a certain connection.

There are two ways for the Nangong family to learn. One is from the mouth of the blood rose, and the other is that it may be the whistleblower of the gold-medal killer.

If it is the first possibility, then the situation of Blood Rose is worrying, and it is very likely that he will be captured by the Nangong family.

Thinking of this, there was a gloomy look in his eyes, and he sneered: "Nangong Yuntian is the boss of the dignified group, why do you have time to invite me as a high school student?"

The head man in black said a little embarrassedly: "This is not something I can know now, Song Yan, please look at Mr. Nangong's face and come with us!"

"Okay, I'll go with you." Song Yan pondered for a while and said, as the saying goes, if you don't enter the tiger's den, you can't get a tiger's son. Nangong's family is big, even if he can escape today, he can't escape tomorrow. Besides, he still remembers the uncle in his heart. One family, so this time he has to go.

Seeing Song Yan's agreement, the man in black at the head was a little surprised. Thinking of this, he felt that it was necessary to tell the third master that Song Yan was the innate master.

Go downstairs, get in the car, and go straight to Nangong's house.

Fifteen minutes later, the car drove all the way into Nangong's house and stopped in front of a hall.

"Song Yan, here we are, please get out of the car." The man in black said politely, no matter what, Song Yan is an innate master, and even if he is an enemy, just because of his strength, he should be given some respect.

Song Yan nodded, got off the car, and walked towards the hall.

There were only three people in the hall.

One sitting, two standing.

The one sitting was about forty years old, with a national face, and he had the majesty of a superior. It should be Nangong Yuntian, and the two standing were two very energetic old men, their eyes contained but not. Leak, if Song Yan guessed correctly, they are all powerful warriors.

Song Yan stood still in the center of the hall, glanced at the three, and said, "I don't know if Mr. Nangong brought me here, what advice do you have?"

"boom!"

Nangong Yuntian slapped the table with a slap and said sternly, "Song Yan, you are so bold, you dare to collude with Blood Rose to murder my son, do you know the crime?"

"Oh?" Song Yan seemed a little surprised: "Did Mr. Nangong misunderstand? I don't know any blood roses, and I have never murdered your son."

"How dare you argue!" Nangong Yuntian stared at him coldly.

"Why are you arguing with nonsense! If Mr. Nangong came to me today because of this matter, then I don't think there is anything to talk about between us, then I will leave. After all, it is getting late, and I have to go to school tomorrow! "

Seeing Song Yan who turned and walked out of the hall, Nangong Yuntian couldn't help being furious.

"Presumptuous, my Nangong family can come as soon as you want, and leave as soon as you want!"

"What? Could it be that the Nangong family is still the Longtan Tiger Den?" Song Yan turned around and asked with a smile.

Looking at Song Yan's appearance, Nangong Yuntian was even more angry, and ordered the old man on the left: "Second elder, take down this ignorant boy!"

"Young man, you are too arrogant, this is not a good thing!" The second elder took one step and crossed the distance of three or four meters to reach Song Yan two meters away.

"You should be frivolous when you are young, do you think I am right, old man?" Song Yan asked with a smile.

The second elder looked slightly startled, and then said: "Young man is very eloquent, this old man is here to teach you how to do it!"

As soon as the words fell, the second elder took another step and slapped Song Yan on the chest.

The opponent's palm went straight, it wasn't subtle, but it was better than the power of the palm. As soon as he made a shot, there was a forcing aura coming towards his face.

Song Yan knew that the other party wanted to test his depth.

That being the case, just as he wished, he turned 80% of his true essence and greeted him.

"boom!"

The two palms collided in the void, and the energy burst suddenly, making a loud noise.

"Dengdengdeng."

Song Yan took three steps back to stabilize his swaying body, while the second elder remained motionless. For a moment, there was a dignified look in Song Yan's eyes. This second elder was probably a master of the congenital second level.

"The young man's strength is good, and he can actually catch the palm of my Bacheng power!" The second elder said with some surprise, and he also found that Song Yan's infuriating qi was condensed and extremely pure, even though he took every step He didn't step back, but his entire arm was slightly numb. It was because of this that he was surprised. How could his infuriating energy be so refined at such a young age.

"Really? Then try again!"

Song Yan snorted coldly, and took the initiative to attack, the real energy in the body exploded in an all-round way, and stimulated the first style of the stormy waves.

"what!"

The second elder let out an exclamation, because he found that Song Yan's palm technique was extremely subtle, and it also carried a strange force field, which caused a lot of involvement in his body.

In desperation, he could only raise his palm to greet him.

It's just that when his palm just touched Song Yan's palm, he secretly screamed, because a surging force poured out of Song Yan's palm and slammed into his body arrogantly.

"Um!"

With a muffled groan, the second elder stepped back again and again, but Song Yan would not give him a chance to breathe, and played the second style of stormy waves.

The palm out, like rolling waves, and the force field involved is even more powerful, making the second elder feel like he is in the ocean where the waves are rolling, and he feels extremely small. At the same time, Song Yan's figure in his eyes also became blurred.

"Bang!"

A palm appeared on his chest like a ghost, and it was reprinted.

"puff!"

The second elder spewed blood and flew up.

"not good!"

The old man standing on the other side of Nangong Yuntian's complexion suddenly changed, his figure flew out, and he took out a one-foot-long iron rod from his waist, and it flew out, forming a thick stick shadow that enveloped Song Yan. go in.

"Good come!"

Song Yan turned around, and the terrified ocean wave was aimed at another old man Shi Zhan.

"Boom boom boom!"

Following a series of bursts of energy, his palms slapped the old man's chest and lower abdomen respectively, and then the other party flew out screaming.

However, Song Yan chased after him closely, reciting the magical power of the puppet in his heart, and pointed at the opponent's eyebrows. Suddenly, a little black light disappeared into his mind, and at the same time, the old man's eyes became dull.