The three men marched forward in a triangle and turned a street.

The night feathers stopped, and not far from the front, there was a wall of people.

Three or forty strong men blocked the street from a tight, one-of-a-kind, like a wolf, glaring at the night feathers and three people.

"Master, this person can be enough." Black wind days with a slight sweep of mental power, these thirty or forty people, no one to reach the spirit of the eighth order.

The night feathers sneaked out a sneer, with a black wind and a black crepe walking towards the gang.

The night feathers and three people have not yet come to the front, the strong men are separated, and one person walks from the back to the front.

"Yang Jiazhu?" Night Yu Yan Liu Mei picked one, and stopped.

"Miss Night, are you so anxious to go?" Yang Yongyi was sullen, and the anger in his eyes was noticeable to the individual.

Yu Yu’s mouth smirked and smiled: “If things are done, there will be no more interruptions. Is there something wrong with the Yang family?”

"Miss Night is a **** enchantress?" Yang Yongyi did not immediately start, is making the final confirmation.

The night feathers were beautiful and scornful. Looking at Yang Yongyi’s gloomy face, he suddenly said: “Yang Xingyu, is your home?”

Hey!

Heavy footsteps sounded.

The night feathers squatted sideways, and dozens of people came up behind them. In front of the team, the official Yangfu’s elders and Yang housekeepers.

"Night feathers, you hurt me, today, you can't live to leave Yangcheng!" Yang Yongyi screamed, one hand and one wave, behind the two old men suddenly released their own momentum, the spiritual wings gently patted behind .

"On these strengths?" After the night feathers swept away, the momentum of the Yangfu elders rose sharply, and the spirits had already condensed.

"Day, black yarn, ready to start."

The three eyes changed at the same time.

Booming. The spiritual whirlwind rose from the ground, the night feathers, the black wind and the sky, the black yarn, and the three men condensed their wings, and the huge momentum and Yang Yongyi and others stood up against each other.

"Your Yangfu, how do you treat the guests at home?" The night feathers raised a little playfulness, and Yang Yongyi's face gradually changed.

Nine-order powerhouse!

Yang Yongyi’s heart sinks, it’s no wonder that his son will suffer such a heavy injury. The strength of these people is really strong, but...

"Two early nine-stage, one mid-ninth, outside of you, I am afraid that you can't!" Yang Yongyi's face was cold, and his momentum began to climb.

Feel the pressure of Yang Yongyi, the black wind and the black yarn slightly step back, the night feathers stand in the same place standing still.

The ninth-order advanced, only one step is the peak.

The night feathers flashed a touch of dignity in the eyes, sensing the direction of Yangfu. According to the information collected before, there should be a strong person in the realm of Huangling in Yangfu.

"move……"

Hey!

The four figures descended from the sky, and the pressure on the body was stronger than the ninth order.

"Ok?"

Yang Yongyi and the night feathers licked his face at the same time.

These four are...

"The Shadow Guardian is dedicated to the protection of the Miss!"

After the four men were two and two, they were guarded by the three nights, and they were guarded by the night feathers to resist the momentum of Yang Yongyi.

It is the nine-order powerhouse! And still come four!

Dozens of big men at the two ends of the street were on the spot. After a few seconds, they reacted to what happened!

Four nine-order powerhouses, actually... is the bodyguard of that beautiful woman? !

Did you wake up or are you dreaming? When the nine-order powerhouse fell to the point where it was a bodyguard.

What surprised those big men is that the expression of the night feathers... seems to be very dissatisfied with these bodyguards!

At least a dozen people on the street are secretly licking their thighs.