The ultimate bodyguard of the wealthy goddess

"Stop talking nonsense, hand over the things, and I can spare your life!" the other party said.

"Things? Did I take your stuff?" The prodigal son asked in a puzzled tone.

"Don't play tricks on me, what you took from Su Zhongquan!" The other party said in a deep voice.

The prodigal son didn't answer his fault, and turned the conversation to ask: "What about Mr. Su Zhongquan, I haven't settled the score with him for getting us into the police station last time."

"Uncle Biao, don't waste your saliva with them, you just rest aside, let's beat these two guys to the ground and then talk to them." Said the man in Taoist robe with good skills next to him.

"Ah Hua, these two guys are different in skills, so we can't underestimate the enemy." Uncle Biao nodded and said.

Although he was talking to the prodigal son just now, his eyes were actually fixed on Cheng Feng, because he couldn't sense any breath from Cheng Feng, which made him feel very uncertain.

Judging from the other party's calm demeanor, it is definitely not like a person who has no power to restrain a chicken. There is only one situation, the other party's skill is superior to his own, otherwise it is impossible for him not to sense it at all.

Thinking of this possibility, his heart sank, and it seemed that he was a little hesitant to get the things back today.

"Boy, let's see how long you can play with your mouth, and die!" After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man named Ahua rushed towards the prodigal son, and at the same time punched the prodigal son's neck with a straight fist with his right hand.

He is the only ancient warrior in the Shangguan family who has broken through the middle rank and entered the high rank before the age of 40. He has always had his nostrils upturned and looks at no one. He doesn't even pay much attention to Uncle Biao.

Because he firmly believed that when he reached Uncle Biao's age, he would already be at the peak of his strength, and the bidding document was only at the third level of high-level.

In fact, he is a typical ignorant and fearless person. It is difficult for a person like him who has not gone so far to realize how difficult it is to break through the high-level and enter the peak. Almost 90.00% of the high-level ancient Warriors will never be able to break through in their lifetime.

Of course, even though he knew this ratio, he always believed that he would become the other ten percent.

"Don't be ashamed, let me see how much you weigh!" The prodigal son's eyes sank, and he punched him with a huge energy.

boom!
The fists of the two collided together, kicking, kicking, and each of them took two steps back.

After Ahua shook his arm, he was a little surprised. Sure enough, as Uncle Biao said, the opponent's skill is likely to be better than his own.

This hurt him very much. He never thought that such a young boy could have such a strong skill.

"Advanced level? You can barely be regarded as a master, but you are still a little bit close. You should call a helper to go up together, or you will lie down soon." The prodigal son said after stabilizing his figure.

After entering the realm of the submerged path, only ancient warriors of the third level can be evenly matched with him, and they must be the kind of people who have half a foot in the peak state, otherwise they will only be abused.

"Hmph, don't be arrogant, come again!" After Ahua roared, he urged the high-level energy in his whole body to rush towards the prodigal son, and at the same time unleashed a set of fierce combination punches

The prodigal son looked at the criss-crossing fists in front of him, and at the same time urged the skill of the first layer of the submerged path, and went directly to meet the opponent's fists.

Immediately, the two figures were instantly entangled together, and at the same time, there were continuous and powerful collision sounds.

Uncle Biao looked at the two men who were fighting, and winked at another man in Taoist robe. After the man in Taoist robe nodded, he joined the battle between the two prodigal sons with a wave of his fist.

Cheng Feng looked at the situation of the prodigal son, and estimated that adding this other person in would not cause too much problem, and he did not stop him at all. You must know that the prodigal son has not used his saber yet.

"Come on, don't you want information? If you beat me, I can consider giving it to you." Cheng Feng turned to Uncle Biao and said.

"Those things are of no use to you. I advise you not to cause trouble. You may not know what the Shangguan family means. What I can tell you is that it is absolutely terrifying beyond your imagination."

Uncle Biao looked at Cheng Feng with a slight frown and said that he had vaguely sensed a certain coercion from Cheng Feng, which was obviously released by Cheng Feng on purpose.

"Really, would you believe me if I said that there was no Shangguan family's stuff in it?" Cheng Feng asked intentionally.

"Do you think I'm here to play with you because I'm full? Su Zhongquan has already explained everything. In addition to the transaction between him and Tang Quan, some of the information you took away is from Shangguan's family. things." Uncle Biao looked at Cheng Feng and said.

"So, Su Zhongquan has bid farewell to this world?"

"What do you think, it's a disaster for such a person to stay in this world, don't you think?"

"What about Su Zhongli?"

"That kind of scum, I'm afraid I'll get my hands dirty if I kill him!"

"Who are you from Shangguan Lin Hui?" Cheng Feng turned around and asked.

"Huh? You know Lin Hui?" Uncle Biao asked in surprise.

"You haven't answered my question yet."

"I am a follower of the Shangguan family, and he is the grandson of the Shangguan family, it's as simple as that." Uncle Biao has nothing to hide, maybe he doesn't care to tell Cheng Feng at all.

"This kind of scum is no better than Su Zhongquan, and it's the backing of an indiscriminate person like you that fuels his arrogance. Come on, let me see where your limit is!"

After Cheng Feng finished speaking, a majestic momentum immediately permeated from him.

"Do you think the Shangguan family is a master like me? You are too naive, come on, let me see your skills too." Sensing Cheng Feng's terrifying aura, Uncle Biao felt an inexplicable panic in his heart .

The two started at the same time, like two high-speed trains.

"Iron Hand Tathagata!" After Uncle Biao roared, he urged all the strength of the third level of the senior level, and a pair of hands containing violent power alternately blasted towards Cheng Feng's face.

"Long Teng and Tiger Roar!" After Cheng Feng also roared angrily, he moved forward with the third of the nine moves of Dragon Roar. At the same time, he activated a layer of skill in the submerged path, and a majestic coercion enveloped Uncle Biao. and go.

Now that he knew that the opponent was a third-level high-level expert, and that he was a master with half a foot in the peak realm, Cheng Feng no longer had any reservations.

Bang bang bang!
The two fought back and forth more than a dozen times in an instant, and there was a strong collision sound, and the criss-cross fists caused bursts of breaking wind.

"It's time to end!" After a while, Cheng Feng yelled, grabbed a gap, and punched through the opponent's fist net with an uppercut, directly hitting Uncle Biao's chest.

Sensing the power of this punch, Uncle Biao quickly withdrew his move and returned to defense, motivating the strength of the third-level high-level, and crossed his arms in front of his chest.