6870. Chapter 6870: The Attack of Two Mahayana Masters 1
As he said that, he took out his cell phone and started to contact people. However, after a while, Anderson's face looked very bad. Seeing this, Ander Yang couldn't help asking: "What's wrong, they don't want to help?" Anderson nodded and said: "They all made excuses to refuse, and I can't do anything." After he finished speaking, he sighed and said: "How about this, we all move back to the old house tomorrow and sell the two houses here, which should be able to collect more than 10 million."
"Sell the house?" Lin Yazhi said in surprise: "Are you crazy?" Anderson frowned and said: "Okay, I have decided. Deyang, you go to contact people tomorrow and sell the house as soon as possible." After he finished speaking, he said no more and went back to the room.
The next day, not long after Leng Xuan got up, he saw Cheng Guodong walking in from outside. "Old Cheng." Leng Xuan smiled and said, "You came back so soon. Have you done everything?" Cheng Guodong nodded and said, "It's done. I taught him a little lesson." Leng Xuan said, "You can contact Tielong later. You two should find out the matter as soon as possible." As he spoke, An Xiaole stuck his head out of the kitchen and said with a smile, "Brother, it's time to have breakfast. You have to take me to school later. Uncle Cheng, you are back too. Let's eat together." Leng Xuan smiled and said, "Okay, I'm coming." After breakfast, Leng Xuan drove An Xiaole to an aristocratic school in Beijing. After giving a few instructions, he drove to the community where Su Yurou lived. However, when he was halfway, he suddenly felt something and frowned unconsciously.
After looking outside the car, Leng Xuan suddenly accelerated and drove along the road. More than half an hour later, he left Beijing and came to a desolate suburb. After getting off the car, Leng Xuan looked at the forest not far away and walked in. Standing in the middle of the forest, Leng Xuan looked around and said in a cold voice: "What are you doing sneaking around? Come out." As his voice fell, two middle-aged men fell from the sky, landed on his left and right, and surrounded him. Leng Xuan looked at the other party and said in a deep voice: "Who are you?" When he was driving halfway, he felt a fierce momentum, which was unique to cultivators. Moreover, that momentum was always around him, indicating that the other party was deliberately trying to lure him out. A middle-aged man with a square face said in a cold voice: "A dying person doesn't need to know so much." As soon as he finished speaking, he moved as fast as the wind, with a fierce force, and punched Leng Xuan in the chest. At the same time, another person also came up with a sword, and thousands of sword lights rushed out like a sword rain, trying to engulf his body.
Facing the attack of the two, Leng Xuan was shocked and thought to himself, "So strong." The cultivation of these two people is definitely at the peak of the late Mahayana stage, but he really couldn't figure out when such two strong people appeared in the world of cultivation. Moreover, in the current world of cultivation, the Saint Sect has been destroyed and the righteous path is king. Who would be so bold as to attack him regardless of the righteous path? For a moment, many questions surged in Leng Xuan's mind, but he didn't have time to think about it. Seeing that the opponent's fist was about to fall, Leng Xuan clenched his fist and went straight up. There was a loud 'bang' sound, and the two fists collided. Leng Xuan retreated three or four steps in a row, while the opponent only retreated one step.