"Where's Jiang Tian! Let Jiang Tian speak out!"
An old man in white robes with a long sword on his back stood in the air, his beard furrowed with anger, pointing at the Jiang family residence and shouting angrily.
"Yes, let Jiang Tian come out. He has the guts to destroy the entire Shengtian Sect, but doesn't he have the guts to come out and see us?" Situ Mo, who was carrying a red gun case, a full beard and a fiery personality, also roared, his voice Like thunder, it keeps echoing above Qingzhou City.
The coercion released by more than a dozen Yuan Dan Perfection masters made every Jiang family warrior tremble.
However, thinking that Jiang Tian, a peerless genius, was standing behind them, a Jiang family warrior with early Yuan Dan cultivation stood up and said loudly: "You actually dare to be rude in front of the Jiang family. If the master knows, he will definitely kill you." You look good!”
"A mere early Yuan Dan monk dares to be arrogant in front of me, get out of my way!" He Changhao, who was carrying a long sword and wearing a green robe, groaned and waved his hand gently.
A powerful spiritual energy surged out from his palm and directly knocked the Jiang family monk who stood up away. He fell heavily to the ground and fainted.
"You ants, whoever dares to talk too much will end up like him. If Jiang Tian is not here, then let Jiang Zhiyuan speak out. The Jiang family must give us an explanation today!"
After He Changhao knocked away the Jiang family monks with one blow, a proud smile appeared on his face. He looked coldly at the other trembling Jiang family monks and snorted: "If there is anyone who is not afraid of death, just stand up. I will It will help him!"
"Who dares to make such a noise in front of our Jiang family?"
Just when He Changhao was majestic and arrogant, a clear and beautiful voice came from the Jiang family's inner house.
The monks in mid-air who came to ask questions all looked towards the Jiang family's gate.
boom!
The door of the Jiang family opened with a bang, and Jiang Zhiyuan walked out with his head held high. Beside him, Ye Lingyun was elegant and elegant in a white dress, which instantly attracted everyone's attention to her.
"Jiang Zhiyuan, the good son you raised actually did such a cruel thing and killed the whole family of Shengtian Sect. This kind of behavior has made people and gods angry. Today we are here to seek justice for Shengtian Sect!" A white robe , Tong Hui, who carried a long sword on his back and had a long beard, was filled with indignation. He pointed at Jiang Zhiyuan and shouted angrily, pretending to teach Jiang Zhiyuan a lesson.
Jiang Zhiyuan was about to speak, but Ye Lingyun raised his wrist, indicating that she would deal with these people.
She took a step forward, looked at Tong Hui, He Changhao, Situ Mo and others, and sneered: "You cowardless people, you know that Tian'er is currently exploring the ancient battlefield, so you dare to come and cause trouble. How dare you go to Qingyun?" Are you looking for Tian'er?"
Before she finished speaking, she snorted coldly before Tong Hui and others could speak: "I don't think you have the courage!"
Tong Hui and others' faces turned red. They really didn't have the guts to go to Jiang Tian, or even dare to trouble Qianyuan Mountain, so they dared to take advantage of Jiang Tian's absence to take advantage of this soft persimmon of the Jiang family.
The monks in mid-air looked at Ye Lingyun with some annoyance, and Tong Hui even said in a deep voice: "Who are you? How dare you speak nonsense here? You don't have the right to speak when we talk!"
"I am Jiang Tian's mother, why can't I speak? Is it just because of you guys?" Ye Lingyun was not angry, and a disdainful sneer bloomed on his lips.
"Since Jiang Tian is not here, very good, I will detain all of you Jiang family today. When he comes back, let him give us an explanation!" Tong Hui's face changed and he revealed the purpose of his trip.
Ye Lingyun chuckled and said in a deep voice, "Oh! I wonder what kind of justice you want from my Tian'er?"
"As long as Jiang Tian hands over the Magic Sky Mirror and admits his mistake in public, we can let you go!" Tong Hui hesitated for a moment, but finally said his true thoughts.
The reason why they joined forces to persecute the Jiang family was for the treasure of the Magic Sky Mirror.
Ye Lingyun sneered and said: "After all, it turns out it was for the Huantian Mirror. I thought you really wanted to avenge the Shengtian Sect. It seems that I still overestimated you people! Isn't that what you were thinking? Do you plan to use me, the youngest member of the Jiang family, as a hostage to force Tian'er to hand over the treasure? I wonder if I'm right?"
"I didn't expect these people to look sanctimonious, but privately they are so miserable. They all have such an idea and want to seize Mr. Jiang's treasure!"
"They were very righteous in what they said, but in the end they showed their fox tail. It turned out that they wanted to steal the treasure from Mr. Jiang. But did Mr. Jiang really destroy the Shengtian Sect?"
"In today's world, isn't it that the strong are respected? The Shengtian Sect has repeatedly targeted Mr. Jiang and Qianyuan Mountain. Even if Mr. Jiang destroys the Shengtian Sect, it won't be a big deal!"
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The monks in Qingzhou City were talking in low voices. After Tong Hui and the others' intentions were completely exposed, everyone looked at them with ridicule.
"Damn it, you Jiang family members, come here and capture them all. I want to see if Jiang Tian wants his family to be full, or does he want the magic mirror as a treasure?"
Tong Hui became angry from shame and shouted angrily at the monks behind him. He did not dare to actually kill Jiang Tian's parents and could only vent his anger on the rest of the Jiang family.
"Let me see who dares to touch someone from my Jiang family?"
Ye Lingyun snorted coldly, rose up in the air, and stood opposite Tong Hui and others. Then she turned to look at He Changhao, who had previously injured the Jiang family monk, and said coldly: "You used that weapon earlier." You injured my Jiang family monk with your hand, do you want to disable this arm yourself, or let me take off your arm!"
He Changhao was stunned for a moment, looked at Ye Lingyun in surprise, and then laughed wildly: "You actually want an arm from me. I'm afraid you don't have the ability?"
A chill flashed in Ye Lingyun's eyes, and then he took a step forward, his figure surged, and shadows appeared. Before He Changhao could react, they had already rushed in front of him.
A look of shock appeared on He Changhao's face. With a thought in his mind, the sword from behind came out of its sheath and struck Ye Lingyun.
Ye Lingyun swung out her palm, like swatting a fly, and hit the flying sword. Immediately afterwards, the flying sword was frozen, and then flew thousands of feet away by her. With a bang, several buildings collapsed. , there was absolutely no movement.
The expression on He Changhao's face instantly changed from shock to horror. After Ye Lingyun repelled the flying sword, his right hand was already on his shoulder. He quickly used his body skills to get away, and then there was a constriction in his heart. The severe pain hit him, causing him to let out a miserable groan and staggered back dozens of feet before regaining his balance.
"You, you actually tore off my arm?"
He Changhao turned his head and looked at his left shoulder. At this moment, his shoulder was empty and blood was pouring out. He looked at Ye Lingyun with a shocked face. He really couldn't figure out why Ye Lingyun's strength was so terrifying?
