19: The ones I hit are your Yang family members.

On the street.

The crowd of onlookers grew larger and larger, with many curious onlookers, drawn by the commotion, surrounding the area, making it impenetrable.

In the midst of the crowd, an old man lay on the ground, covered in blood.

He was being held down and beaten by four or five people, and even with all his struggles, he couldn't break free from their grip.

His face was distorted and slightly twisted, his eyes slowly filled with bloodshot veins, and he stared furiously at a gloomy-eyed, arrogant Young Master wearing a luxurious purple long gown, an indescribable rage in his gaze.

He had only accidentally brushed against a corner of the Young Master's clothes, yet this fellow was relentless, immediately beating him without a word, and even threatening to cripple him!

How could he not be furious and resist?

Unfortunately, two fists are no match for four hands, and he was quickly subdued, even suffering severe injuries from the beating.

He shouted furiously.

"What exactly do you want? Don't go too far!"

The purple-robed Young Master showed disdain, bent down, and tapped the old man's cheek with the fan in his hand, humiliating him: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, Young Master, I like you stubborn, stinking scumbags the most!"

"Bah, what kind of trash?"

"Do you know who this Young Master is? This Young Master is Yang Feiyu, the Young Lord of the Yang Family!"

"Men, keep beating him!"

He stood up and walked away, waving his hand to signal the others to continue.

At this moment, the surrounding people heard his words and instantly began discussing amongst themselves.

"This guy is in trouble; of all people to offend, he had to offend the Yang Family!"

"Indeed, the Yang Family, relying on the Immortal Seeking Sect for support, has been acting like tyrants in Wenxian City for years, behaving overbearingly. Even the City Lord's Mansion can't do anything about them, turning a blind eye!"

"This Yang Feiyu is no good. Relying on his identity as the Young Lord of the Yang Family, he has committed evil deeds, harming countless innocent women. Those who offend him either die or are crippled; they never have a good end!"

"Looking at this guy, he's probably an outsider, just unlucky to be targeted by this fellow!"

"Shh, keep your voice down, don't let him hear you, or you'll be in for a beating!"

As Jiang Qingchen and the others squeezed into the crowd, hearing the discussions, he immediately became furious.

These Yang Family members are simply lawless! They openly defy the rules of Wenxian City and injure people in broad daylight!

He narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the arrogant Young Master in the arena, his gaze gradually turning cold.

Heh, so it's the Yang Family. It seems that while I was away all these years, these people have forgotten me and completely forgotten the lessons of the past!

Qu Zhiyin also couldn't help but frown, a hint of disgust flashing in her eyes. She hated this kind of person the most in her life...

Just as she was about to speak to stop them, a thunderous roar came from the side from Ye Fojian.

"Stop, all of you, stop!"

His figure vanished from his original spot, instantly appearing in the arena, striking out and knocking everyone away.

He slowly walked towards the middle-aged man, his eyes bloodshot, his voice trembling slightly.

"Fu, Uncle Fu..."

Hmm?

Jiang Qingchen and Qu Zhiyin's gazes involuntarily met.

It seems things aren't that simple!

The old man lying on the ground, hearing the words 'Uncle Fu,' trembled all over. His gaze followed the sound, and upon seeing the person who arrived, he was immediately overjoyed.

"Young Lord, is it really you?"

"Cough, cough..."

He gently wiped away the blood that had seeped into the corners of his eyes, a hint of tears glistening in them.

Ye Fojian quickly helped Uncle Fu up and took out a healing pill, placing it in the latter's mouth.

"Uncle Fu, why are you here, and why did they hit you?" Ye Fojian asked, looking at the bruised Uncle Fu, trying to suppress the anger in his heart.

"Young Lord, I..."

Just as Uncle Fu was about to explain, Jiang Qingchen's voice interrupted him.

"Alright, we can talk about it later. Let's deal with the current situation first!"

As he finished speaking, Yang Feiyu's sharp roar came.

"Bastard, who are you? How dare you interfere with my business!"

He looked at his few subordinates lying on the ground, immediately filled with rage.

In Wenxian City, no one had ever dared to defy his Yang Family.

He looked at Jiang Qingchen, discovering that the other party was an excessively handsome young man. A hint of jealousy immediately flashed in his heart, and at the same time, a killing intent arose.

He wouldn't allow anyone to be more handsome than him!

Then, his gaze shifted from Jiang Qingchen and landed on Qu Zhiyin.

His eyes lit up as he looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, a hint of greed and lust flashing in his eyes.

"So big... so white..."

He couldn't help but start imagining some indescribable scenes in his mind, and he couldn't help but shiver all over.

"Hmph!" Qu Zhiyin looked at the other party's greedy gaze, feeling a wave of disgust. Then, a powerful Aura directly shocked the other party out of his fantasy!

"So powerful!" Yang Feiyu came back to his senses, feeling the powerful Aura, secretly astonished in his heart.

But that was all.

He didn't think the other party was that powerful, at most, they had just entered the Divine Sea Realm. His Yang Family had a Dharma Idol Realm existence.

Thinking of this, his heart settled.

His gaze shifted to Ye Fojian, then he looked disdainful.

So it's a Body Refining Triple Realm waste!

Seeing that the few people didn't answer, he spoke again, scolding: "This Young Master is talking to you, are you all mute?"

Qu Zhiyin glanced, preparing to step forward, but was stopped by Jiang Qingchen, "Senior Sister, you don't need to deal with this trash, lest you dirty your hands!"

As he spoke, he looked at Ye Fojian, "Fojian, leave this trash to you. Whatever happens, your Revered Master will cover for you!"

Ye Fojian's heart tightened. Others might not know, but he was very clear that his Revered Master was angry!

However... it was exactly what he wanted.

Even if Jiang Qingchen didn't say anything, he knew what to do!

Leaving aside the matter of Uncle Fu, just for disrespecting his Revered Master's wife, he deserved to be cut into a thousand pieces!

"Revered Master, please take care of Uncle Fu!"

Ye Fojian handed Uncle Fu over to his Revered Master, then leaned back and walked step by step towards Yang Feiyu and the others, his gaze extremely cold.

"Junior Brother, why don't I do it instead?" Qu Zhiyin was a little worried. Ye Fojian was only at the Body Refining Triple Realm. Even if his Physical Body was strong, he probably couldn't defeat the other party's several Body Refining Eighth and Ninth Realm practitioners.

"Senior Sister, don't worry, Fojian is not as simple as you see, and besides..." Jiang Qingchen said, his gaze subtly pointing towards Uncle Fu.

"This, alright..." Qu Zhiyin also understood. Although worried, she could only let it be for now.

Anyway, with her watching from the side, there was no need to worry about anything happening.

But Uncle Fu on the side didn't think so. He was very clear that his Young Lord's cultivation had been crippled, so how could he possibly defeat the other party!

He quickly urged Jiang Qingchen, "Young Master, quick, quick, stop the Young Lord! He's no match!"

"Old man, don't worry, just watch!" Jiang Qingchen didn't explain much, just gave a faint reminder, then turned his gaze to the arena.

"You deserve to die!" Ye Fojian was enraged to the extreme, his tone filled with killing intent, as if every word roared from the abyss!

This seemed ridiculous in Yang Feiyu's eyes. He said mockingly: "Heh heh, a Body Refining Triple Realm waste, dares to threaten me?"

"Do you know who I am?"

"I am from the Yang Family, do you dare to hit me?"

Yang Family, Yang Family, it's that same line again!

The anger in Ye Fojian's heart also couldn't help but erupt. He roared, transforming into a fierce beast, and pounced towards the other party.

His speed was very fast. He rushed into the crowd like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, crippling Yang Feiyu's subordinates in a few moves.

His eyes turned cold. He spread his five fingers, turning into an afterimage, and rushed towards Yang Feiyu, directly clamping his face, then forcefully pressing his head into the ground, roaring.

"Go to hell, I'm hitting the Yang Family people!"

Ye Fojian's movements were too fast, so fast that Yang Feiyu didn't react. He only felt as if his head was flattened by something, and many of his teeth were broken off.

Pfft ~

A mouthful of fresh blood gushed out from Yang Feiyu's mouth, and his entire face became distorted!

This scene made everyone around turn pale.

Gulp.

Too brutal!

Jiang Qingchen watched this scene calmly, his expression unchanged.

On the other hand, Uncle Fu, on the side, let out a sigh of relief. So the Young Lord had become so powerful!

Yang Feiyu still seemed to not understand the situation, threatening with slurred speech.

"Bastard... bastards, you actually dared to hit me! You're dead, you're all dead!"

"Quick, let... me go, or you'll regret it deeply."

Everyone looked at this scene as if they were watching an idiot.

They wondered if this Young Master of the Yang Family had a problem with his brain? Couldn't he see the current situation?