The behavior of these two people was obviously aimed at Yang Yu.

"Have you bumped into you?"

Yang Yu spoke, looked at the two of them, frowned and asked, without any awareness of them.

"Nonsense, are you blind? You bumped into me just now. There are so many people present, who didn't see me?"

Looking at Yang Yu, the young man named Zhang Feng spoke again, his eyes filled with coldness.

"But, it's clear that the person who fell just now is me. If you hit someone, you will hit me!"

Yang Yu looked at the people in front of him, his eyes filled with coldness, and he had no sympathy for these two people at all.

"Little brother, you bumped into someone. Don't you want to admit it?"

Looking at Yang Yu, the girl next to Zhang Feng also spoke, with a strong disgust in her eyes.

“What to admit?”

Yang Yu frowned and looked at the two of them, and felt very unhappy.

"Hmph, what else can you admit? You bumped into me in public. Shouldn't you apologize to me?"

Looking at Yang Yu, Zhang Feng spoke coldly.

"Everyone said, this little devil hit my Zhang Feng, should he apologize?"

The girl next to her spoke, looked at the people around her and shouted loudly.

"It's true that this is the one. This little guy doesn't have eyes when walking. He should apologize to Zhang Feng."

"Well, a five-year-old little ghost hit Zhang Feng. If he doesn't apologize, he will feel better?"

The people around looked around and their eyes were full of playfulness.

"Did you hear that? If you hit me, just apologize to me, otherwise don't blame me for bullying the little kid."

Zhang Feng spoke and looked at Yang Yu, his eyes filled with coldness.

"I want me to apologize? Are you thinking too much?"

Yang Yu looked up at Zhang Feng, without saying a word to explain, his tone was already filled with coldness.

"I'm thinking too much? Among the Yunlan Sect, no more than ten young disciples in our generation can be photographed in front of me. I want you, a little devil, to apologize to me. Do you still dare to disobey, right?"

Looking at Yang Yu, Zhang Feng narrowed his eyes and spoke coldly.

"There is no one who can make me apologize, this Douqi Continent has yet!"

Yang Yu spoke, looked at Zhang Feng, and spoke coldly.

"Hahahaha, this little guy, he has a very big tone. Isn't there anyone who can make you apologize in this Douqi Continent? You are so arrogant that you are so rude!"

After hearing Yang Yu's words, Zhang Feng sneered directly, with a cold smile in his heart.

"Hmph, a waste who cannot condense his fighting spirit, think that if your sister becomes the personal disciple of the leader of Yunlan Sect, she will be afraid of heaven and earth?"

The girl next to Zhang Feng spoke, and a cold light rose in her eyes.

"I, Yang Yu, do you need to rely on others?" Yang Yu looked at the two of them and said coldly.

"So much nonsense, apologize to me quickly. Otherwise, I will let you know what fist is today!"

Zhang Feng didn't say anything more, but took a step directly and looked at Yang Yu, his eyes filled with cold light.

"Great Fighter, is it very powerful?"

Yang Yu looked at Zhang Feng, and countless red gold divine lights emerged in his body, and the flesh and blood kept roaring, as if the divine furnace was ignited.

The Holy Body of Sanskrit is awakened. Even if she is only in the realm of a single-star fighter, Yang Yu is not afraid of two wastes.

"So, you just refuse to apologize?"

Zhang Feng looked at Yang Yu, either cold light flashed in it.

Yang Yu did not speak, but stared at Zhang Feng, and a cold murderous intent rose in his eyes.

"Okay, today, I will let you know what it means to kneel down and apologize!"

Zhang Feng snorted coldly, and Yang Yu's repeated disobedience to him had already made him feel embarrassed, so he chose to take action.

"tread!"

Stepping on the ground, Zhang Feng rushed directly to Yang Yu, his eyes full of cold light flashing, and he had no intention of showing mercy.

"Kill you!"

Yang Yu snorted coldly, and red gold divine light emerged in his legs and arms, just like the great way runes showing their power in the flesh and blood.

"Kneel down!"

Zhang Feng rushed to Yang Yu and punched him directly without any fighting spirit, but was filled with a momentum like a thousand kilograms of huge rocks.

"roll!"

Yang Yu's eyes were cold, and a trace of red gold light flashed through his eyes, and Yang Yu's right hand clenched his fist and blasted out.

"Bang!"

The next second, the two punches hit each other, and with a force of impact, they were poured into the opponent's arms.

"Bang!"

However, in the next moment, another explosion sounded.

"Ah...ah!"

Every time, a tragic roar of pain sounded. On the opposite side of Yang Yu, Zhang Feng's arm was blown up directly, turning into a bloody rain, sprinkling between Yang Yu and Zhang Feng's bodies.

"this……"

In an instant, everyone around covered their mouths, looked at one of Zhang Feng's arm that was blown off directly, and watched the blood fly out of the broken arm, and they showed an incredible look.

"Zhang Feng!"

The girl beside Zhang Feng rushed up, hugged Zhang Feng, and used his fighting spirit to help him stop the bleeding.

"Liu Ling, I... hurts, it hurts me to death!"

Zhang Feng kept gasping for air conditioning, his face turned pale and his lips were trembling.

"Don't move, stop the injury first. Today, I want to destroy Xiaoyu's arms to avenge you, and let that bitch Yun Yun know that this disciple of the leader of Yunlan Sect is not that easy to do!"

Liu Ling spoke and lay down Zhang Feng, then looked directly at Yang Yu, and a cold light rose in her eyes.

"What did you say just now, sister?"

However, Yang Yu also stared at Liu Ling, and the murderous intent in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

"Yun Yun is a bitch, a traitor from Yunlan Sect with unknown origin. She is a bitch who is not qualified to be a disciple of the leader of Yunlan Sect. She should have been threatened by Yunlin at the beginning and then become the bitch of Yunlin's rat!"

Liu Ling looked at Yang Yu and spoke in a resentful tone, not only filled with coldness, but also filled with jealousy.

"You two are indeed not necessary to go through!"

Yang Yu looked at Liu Ling coldly, a coldness rose in his eyes, and the blood mark on his chest flashed slightly.

"Buzz!"

In Yang Yu's arm, strands of substantial murderous light condensed, condensed into a blood-colored sword that was taller than Yang Yu, a child seventy or eighty centimeters.

"You dare to destroy one of my fiancé's arms. Today, I will use your arms to repay it!"

Liu Ling looked at Yang Yu and a thin sword appeared in her hand, and strands of fighting spirit of two-star masters filled with them.

"Shura God-killing Sword, kill!"

Yang Yu's eyes were cold, and he didn't bother with him. He rushed out with the Shura Sword, his eyes full of cold murderous intent.
Chapter completed!