The three figures were extremely fast, and with the sound of sonic booms breaking through the air, they arrived in front of everyone in almost the blink of an eye.
"stop!"
An old man on the right shouted loudly.
These three people are all old men, all of whom are immortal. The difference is that the old man on the left has a gloomy and angry face at first, and then a smile appears on his face after seeing the form clearly.
The one in the middle has an expressionless face and is very serious.
The old man on the right, who was shouting loudly, had a gloomy face. He looked at the people of the Yin Yang Sect and wanted to tear them alive.
Just from the expressions of these people, Han Yun could tell that they were quite different. The one on the left must be one of his own.
"Ancestor Hua Ming, please make the decision for me!"
When Yijianzi saw the old man on the right, he was overjoyed and shouted repeatedly.
"Little thief! I told you to stop, didn't you hear it?!"
Patriarch Hua Ming shouted angrily.
Han Yun turned his head, his eyes were cold, and he was about to ask a question. Suddenly, the old man on the left reached out and slapped Patriarch Hua Ming on the head, stared at him and shouted,
"Old dog! Who are you calling a thief? Try farting again!"
When Han Yun saw this, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. This old man who seemed to be one of his own was quite protective of his shortcomings.
"Qingyang Lao Niubi! How dare you hit me!"
Ancestor Hua Ming glared, but restrained himself from taking action.
"enough!"
The old man in the middle shouted loudly,
"Shut up, everyone. They are all one or two hundred years old. It is embarrassing to argue in front of so many juniors!"
After listening to the words of the old man in the middle, the two elders stopped arguing. They snorted and turned away.
At this time, the leader and others finally had the opportunity to salute. A group of Yin Yang Sect elders hugged their palms and said,
"Greetings to Ancestor Qingyang, Senior Jujiu, and Senior Hua Ming."
"Shangguan, tell this kid to stop immediately."
Patriarch Hua Ming glared at the leader and shouted angrily.
The leader nodded to Han Yun, and when Han Yun raised his hand, the eight strange beads flew back into his body.
He did not stick to his neck and fight to the end like a stupid young man. Toughness also needs to be divided. Now that his senior is here, he believes that he will not suffer a disadvantage.
Moreover, his ancestor also came, so he had no intention of killing them all, so he took advantage of the situation.
In the world of martial arts, it pays attention to personal sophistication.
"Yun'er, this is the second-grade ancestor of our Yin-Yang Sect, the Qingyang ancestor."
The leader introduced to Han Yun, who politely held his hands and saluted,
"Disciple Han Yun pays homage to Patriarch Qingyang."
Old man Qingyang looked at Han Yun, looked him up and down, and asked,
"Did you suffer any loss?"
These are the elders. If the younger generation gets into a fight, don't ask whose fault it is, first ask if your child suffered.
Just this sentence directly increased his favorability in Han Yun's heart.
"Thank you, ancestor, for your concern. This junior did not suffer much."
"Oh, that's good, that's good."
Qingyang nodded and suddenly said angrily,
"What do you mean you didn't suffer a loss! You suffered a loss. You suffered a big loss. These families, as well-known and decent sects, actually colluded with the Buddhist Demon Sect to attack our Yin Yang Sect. They are really the scum of the martial arts world!"
It has been hundreds of years since our Yin Yang Sect has been attacked like this. This is a great shame and humiliation!
Today's matter will make them unable to eat and walk around! Don't even think about running away. If you don't give me a reasonable explanation, I will visit you door to door! "
After hearing what Ancestor Qingyang said, the corners of the mouths of those powerful men twitched.
Damn it, why don't you be so blatant in protecting your shortcomings? Your Han Yun even said that he didn't suffer a loss, but you insist on saying that he did. It's obviously us who are getting beaten all the time, right?
"Ahem!"
The izhu ancestor in the middle coughed twice and sighed,
"Old Qingyang, please stop saying a few words. You have your own conclusions about right and wrong. You can't just rely on your words.
Now that we are here at Yin Yang Sect, won’t you invite us in to sit down? Are we going to let all the martial arts comrades in the world continue to watch jokes? "
The leader also felt that it was inappropriate, so he said,
"Seniors and comrades, please come to the main hall of my main peak to have a talk. Yun'er, go and wash yourself, change your clothes and come back."
Han Yun nodded, waved his hand, and the hexagonal formation slowly landed.
The three people in Tianshi Mansion were amazed at this scene.
Yijianzi and others also greeted the people from each family below and asked them to go to their respective residences in Yingke Peak to wait.
Han Yun stood up and was about to return to Chaoxia Peak. Suddenly, the Hua Ming Patriarch from the Huayin Sword Sect coldly snorted,
"Boy, don't even think about running away, otherwise you will end up running to the ends of the earth..."
"I hope you don't run away when I beat you later."
Han Yun spoke coldly, glanced at Patriarch Hua Ming, stood up, turned into a rainbow and flew towards Chaoxia Peak.
Patriarch Hua Ming was stunned on the spot, blinking his eyes, looking a little dazed.
That junior, dare to talk to me like this?
Ancestor Qingyang laughed heartily and said without any trace of his ancestor’s image,
"Hahaha, okay, let's calm down. This kid has the same demeanor as I did back then. He's quite crazy. He just doesn't know how high the sky is and how high it is. How can a second-grade strong man be defeated so easily."
The leader looked at his ancestor and said calmly,
"Old Ancestor, he just killed more than twenty third-grade ones and a golden body of the Buddha that was comparable to the second-grade ones."
The three people in the Tianshi Mansion all looked at the leader without blinking, unable to hide the shock in their eyes.
The smile in Patriarch Qingyang's eyes disappeared and he said seriously,
"Let's go back and explain to me why our Yin Yang Sect gained such a young second-grade person."
The group of people flew towards the main peak of the Yin Yang Sect, and Yijianzi and other strong men had no choice but to follow them, hoping to seek justice.
On the main peak, the third-rank royal family members were still in place. Chai Yuan, Nian An, Wang Fugui, and Qi Xiaoyu were holding Xiao Yuxin and looking at them.
After seeing the appearance of the visitor clearly, Nian An hid behind Wang Fugui without leaving any trace, lowered his head, and pretended not to see it.
After the elders landed on the ground, the Jijiu Patriarch cast a sidelong glance at Wang Fugui and snorted coldly,
"Why are you hiding? Do you think I haven't seen you? Come here!"
Hearing this, Wang Fugui looked strange and secretly wondered what Nian An's relationship was with this old man.
Nian'an immediately raised his head and looked at the ancestor of Jujiu, with a smile as bright as a flower path.
"Oh, isn't this Master? When did you come, why didn't you tell your disciple?"
"Hmph, if I hadn't come, you wouldn't have planned to go back! In the past few years, running around outside, my heart has gone wild, and I don't care about home at all."
The ancestor of Izhu stood with his hands behind his hands and snorted majestically.
Nian An hurriedly ran over, grabbed the arm of the izhu ancestor, and gently shook it coquettishly.
"Oh, Master, my disciple doesn't want to go back."
"No, I'm letting you go into the world of mortals to gain experience, not let you fall into it. Look at what you've done over the years. What a shame for a grown-up girl who goes out to tell stories every day!"
Some people died, but not completely...
