God-level wealthy son-in-law

"The head of the Jinghua Zhou family!?"

After Master Yan finished speaking, everyone in the field was dumbfounded.

They stood there blankly, unable to speak for a long time.

How can this be?Zhou Yi turned out to be the head of the Zhou family?
For a moment, everyone felt extremely shocked, and they looked at Chen Yuan full of pity.

Although the Chen family is powerful, but compared with the Zhou family, it is a bit too far behind!
After Zhou Yi left the meeting place, he walked straight towards Zhou's house, but he frowned as soon as he took two steps.

Zhou Yi keenly felt that someone was following him.

He pretended to be calm and continued to walk forward without showing any abnormality.

After a while, Zhou Yi came to a remote path.

He walked to the middle of the path and stood there, then said calmly, "Aren't you tired after following for so long? Hehe, come out!"

After Zhou Yi's words fell, suddenly there were several swishing sounds, and several real shadows appeared from behind Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi heard the sound and turned his head to look. When he saw the person coming, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

The visitors turned out to be Yang Zhiyuan and Yang Qinghua, and a middle-aged man he didn't know!
The three of them were staring at themselves with gloomy expressions, exuding murderous intent all over their bodies.

"Yo, I didn't expect it to be you, why are you following me? Do you still want to be beaten?" Zhou Yi said with a playful look.

Yang Qinghua's face changed when he heard it, and he shouted loudly: "Boy, you have ruined my Yang family's plan! Tell me, how are you going to solve this matter?"

"How to solve it? Did I say that your brain is flooded? Your Yang family's own strength is not as good as others, so what does it have to do with me?" Zhou Yi shrugged and said calmly.

When Yang Qinghua heard it, he said in a cold tone: "Boy, I'll give you a chance to become a servant of our Yang family, maybe you can save a life for you."

"Otherwise, we can only destroy you today!"

As Yang Qinghua said, he couldn't help but clenched his fists excitedly.

In addition to Yang Zhiyuan, another middle-aged man was also a peak level eight psyker. Yang Qinghua really wanted to see if Zhou Yi alone could withstand the attack of two peak level eight psykers?

He could already imagine Zhou Yi begging for mercy under him.

But Zhou Yi shook his head slowly and said, "I'm sorry, do you want to abolish me? I'm afraid your Yang family is not worthy! With these two peak-level psychics, you are really far behind!"

As he said that, Zhou Yi suddenly looked at Yang Zhiyuan and said, "If you want to survive, you'd better leave now, otherwise today I want to see who is staying here!?"

When Yang Zhiyuan heard it, he smiled calmly, and said calmly: "Little guy, I said a long time ago that I would come to you. I beat my nephew and ruined my Yang family's plan. No one can do it today." I can keep you!"

After speaking, Yang Zhiyuan raised his foot and walked towards Zhou Yi.

At the same time, the coercion belonging to the eighth-level peak psykers also radiated.

The middle-aged man beside him also started slowly, and the two of them locked onto Zhou Yi with their momentum.

Zhou Yi still stood firmly on the spot, as if he didn't feel it, he said with a smile: "I don't know if Yang Huanhuan knows about this?"

Yang Zhiyuan squinted his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "There is no need to report this matter to the Holy Maiden. If it ruins the affairs of my Yang family, no matter who you are, you will die!"

After finishing speaking, Yang Zhiyuan disappeared in a flash.

At the same time, a strange scent radiated out and quickly enveloped Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi saw it, but he didn't panic. He let the scent envelope him.

At the same time, Zhou Yi also said: "The fragrance of your Yang family is useless to me at all. If you only have this ability, then don't talk big!"

After Zhou Yi finished speaking, his face gradually became serious.

His eyes flickered, and the nameless formula in his body was violently running.

For a moment, the spiritual power in Zhou Yi's body exploded rapidly, he took a step forward slowly, and suddenly punched out towards the front left.

This punch, as if carrying the power of a thunderbolt, caused a violent whistling sound in the air.

In the next second, Yang Zhiyuan's figure suddenly appeared here.

He looked at Zhou Yi's punch with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Yang Zhiyuan did not expect that Zhou Yi could predict his own actions.

But he didn't retreat, instead he laughed and said: "Boy, it seems that you are really capable. If so, let me see how long you can last under my hands!"

After Yang Zhiyuan finished speaking, he also punched Zhou Yi.

After a muffled sound, Zhou Yi and Yang Zhiyuan shot at each other at the same time, and all their moves were aimed at the deadly parts of each other.

In the blink of an eye, the two punched each other more than a dozen times.

At this moment, another middle-aged man from the Yang family had come to Zhou Yi's side.

He grasped it casually, and a dagger appeared in his hand.

Holding a dagger, the middle-aged man stabbed Zhou Yi directly in the back.

After Zhou Yi felt it, he frowned, and said disdainfully: "Do you really think that there are many people that are useful? You are still too naive!"

After finishing speaking, Zhou Yi's speed soared in an instant, and his figure continued to shuttle around the field. No matter how Yang Zhiyuan and the two attacked, they couldn't touch Zhou Yi at all.

The improvement brought by the nameless formula is too great. Even in the face of the eighth-level peak psyker, Zhou Yi can remain invincible!

When Yang Zhiyuan and the two saw it, their hearts were filled with turbulent waves.

The two looked at each other, and they both saw the shock in each other's eyes.

No one expected that this boy Zhou Yi would be so tyrannical!
Suddenly, Zhou Yi's indifferent voice sounded: "You can't even touch my figure, what are you fighting with me? You should lie down obediently!"

After finishing speaking, Zhou Yi suddenly appeared behind Yang Zhiyuan, and lashed towards Yang Zhiyuan violently.

Yang Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, and turned around quickly, but it was too late.

Zhou Yi's kick kicked his arm hard!
Bang!Yang Zhiyuan's figure immediately retreated, and he retreated several steps in succession before he managed to stand firm.

At this time, the attack of another middle-aged man also came in front of Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi snorted coldly, reached out his hand like lightning, and grabbed the middle-aged man's wrist.

Then, with all his strength, he swung the middle-aged man up into the air and smashed it against the wall beside him.

But the middle-aged man forcibly turned around in mid-air and broke free from Zhou Yi's restraint.

He looked at Zhou Yi with cold eyes, and said in a low voice, "Boy, it seems that you still have some real skills. But if you think that you can defeat us in this way, you are still a little too naive!"