Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady Chapter 134: : Quite unreasonable (3)

　　 Just when Zhan Fei thought that he could slap the Tianling Gai in the monsoon smoke with a slap, the palm he chopped off froze in the air!

　　 A wide hand clasped Zhan Fei's wrist firmly, and he just set his palm at a distance from the top of the monsoon cigarette.

　　 Zhan Fei did not expect that his attack would be stopped by someone. He immediately raised his head, only to find a handsome man with a vertical eyebrow at the side of Monsoon Smoke. The palm on my wrist comes from this person!

　　 The man made a stubborn face without any emotion in his eyes. Zhan Fei didn't even notice the slightest breath, so he was suddenly approached!

　　 "Yang Jian." Monsoon Yan calmly sat on the chair and called out.

　　Yang Jian's hand moved immediately, he flipped his hand abruptly, clasped Zhan Fei’s wrist with one hand, and the other hand holding a three-pointed two-edged knife, suddenly struck Zhan Fei’s head. !

　　 A sharp chill swept across Zhan Fei’s head, and a deadly cold spirit poured into Zhan Fei’s Tianling Gai. He almost subconsciously summoned all his strength and smashed it against Yang Jian’s hand. Taking advantage of the gap when Yang Jian's hand was slightly loosened, he immediately pulled away and backed away!

　　 Zhan Fei's speed is extremely fast, and he dodges Yang Jian's blow dangerously, but even so, the tip of the three-pointed and two-edged sword still rubbed his cheek, but with a light sweep, But abruptly, a long blood was drawn on Zhan Fei's cheek!

　　 The smell of blood filled the silent hall in an instant, and the sweet smell choked into everyone's lungs.

　　Yang Jian stood steadily behind Monsoon Smoke, a crack appeared in the hand that was hit by Zhan Fei’s full punch, but he didn’t respond, just lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the crack in his mouth. A crack is long and winding, and some sawdust can be seen falling along the crack.

　　ran......

　　 Zhan Fei, who got away, was already shocked in a cold sweat. He never dreamed that in a remote city like Jicheng, someone would be able to take his trick!

　　 What makes Zhan Fei even more unbelievable is that he was actually injured by the man in front of him to the carelessness!

　　 The sharp pain on his cheek reminded Zhan Fei of this shock all the time.

　　 Su Lingling and Lei Min, who stood behind Zhan Fei, were dumbfounded. They stared dumbly at the bone scars on Zhan Fei's face, and watched the large patches of blood running down the wounds that stained Zhan Fei's chest.

　　 All of this is so weird that they are unbelievable!

　　 "Zhan... Lord Zhan?!" Su Lingling's voice changed. Zhan Fei is the personal guard given to the princess by his majesty. His strength is naturally self-evident. After being with the princess for so long, Su Lingling Zhan Fei has never seen a defeat in the hands of any opponent.

　　ran......

　　 This impossible situation appeared in front of her alive.

　　This......

　　 how is it possible!

　　 "Shut up!" Zhan Fei cursed in a low voice, and raised his hand to wipe the blood from his cheeks. He squinted his eyes viciously, staring at the side of Monsoon Smoke, his eyes drooping. Yang Jian.

　　 "Who are you!"

　　 Yang Jian didn't react at all, he didn't even look at Zhan Fei.

　　 The sound of monsoon smoke sounded at this moment.

　　"His name is Yang Jian, if you like, you can also call him Erlang God!"

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