Under the dense fist smashing, Yang Shengang had no chance to fight back at all, and Qin Han, who had been strengthened by the attack, had no less than a thousand catties of strength in every punch, and after a while, Yang Shengang fell to the ground and was dying. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info[燃^文^书库][]. [774] [buy]. []

Although he was also angry in his heart, Qin Han did not beat Yang Shengang to death, and it was not the time to kill him, and Ah Xiu had not been rescued.

"I really overestimated you, the beads given by Old Man He were not used. Qin Han looked at Yang Shengang coldly, suddenly stretched out his hand, picked him up like a chicken, flipped his left hand, and a white jade bead the size of a bull's eye appeared in his hand, and put the bead an inch below Yang Shengang's navel, and the white jade bead just flashed into his body.

As soon as the white jade bead entered Yang Shengang's body, his person changed his dying posture and became vigorous, but his eyes were slightly dull, and he kept letting out a low howl in his mouth. The most obvious effect of the beads was to dissipate the energy in Yang Shengang's body, and from then on, his body could no longer store energy.

……

When Qin Han walked off the round platform, everyone who knew Yang Shengang was stunned. Hardly anyone could have imagined that Qin Han would be the winner.

The silence lasted only a brief moment, and then someone whispered.

"He actually won?", "How did he do it?", "It's unbelievable......"

"It is said that he is only a second-level martial artist, how can he defeat Young Master Yang, who is a fourth-level martial artist?" "With the strength of a second-level martial artist, he can fight against a fourth-level martial artist, and in the end, he can still win, this is simply the strength of a demon!"

"What's his name?" "It seems to be from Tongtian Academy, and his name is Qin Han ......"

Qin Han didn't have time to pay attention to those gossips, and walked directly to the seat of the Heavenly Yin Sect, wanting to report his name. The moment he stepped off the round platform, his identity was different. He is no longer a helpless orphan in Wulin City, but a Taoist who makes ordinary people look up. Without taking two steps, two people chased after him from behind and stopped in front of Qin Han.

One is a head teacher with a full beard, and the other is a chef in the canteen of Tongtian Academy.

The head of the Chuan Gong Sect bent down and hugged his fists and said: "Little brother, I have offended a lot before, and you have a lot of adults, so don't worry about us." ”

"Yes, yes," the cook echoed, "it's all our fault, we look down on people, we should be beaten!"

Qin Han looked at the two people in front of him expressionlessly, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart. The way of the world is like this, and only those who have strength will be respected. Status is earned by hard work, if you want to be a master, you have to endure the hardships of others, and if you want something, you have to get it yourself.

At this moment, Qin Han's confidence was unprecedentedly strong. It was the most majestic day of his life, he was no longer the spurned half-breed, but a rising star in the martial arts world. The gate had been opened, and the magnificent road to heaven was presented in front of him.

Looking at the two faces that were walking on thin ice and extremely nervous, Qin Han really didn't know what to say, and after thinking about it, he patted the chef on the shoulder and said, "People are self-aware, you are very self-aware." After saying this, he walked around the two of them.

The two men laughed awkwardly in place, not knowing what to say.

There were not many people in the seat of the Tianyin Sect, and it was a thin old man who received Qin Han this time, but the deacon disciple Youlan did not see it. The thin old man took the wooden card in Qin Han's hand, and with a snap, the wooden card was divided into two. The old man collected half of it, handed the other half to Qin Han, handed Qin Han a scroll, and then motioned to Qin Han to do whatever you wanted.

When I opened the scroll, it read: All the passing disciples will gather at the teleportation array before tomorrow evening, and the time to return to the sect must not be delayed.

Qin Han didn't have time to think about it, and went to the meeting place according to the agreement with He Yunqi. To his surprise, the person sent by the He family to answer was actually the Humpty Dumpty man from the He Mansion, the captain of the side gate patrol.

In the pine forest, the two briefly exchanged a few words, then got on their horses and hurried to Wulin City.

The sound of horses' hooves rattled on the mountain road for a quarter of an hour, and Humpty Dumpty suddenly spoke: "Brother Qin, there is good news, you must want to hear it." ”

"Huh?" Qin Han cast a puzzled look at him.

Humpty Dumpty retracted the reins slightly, let the horse get as close as possible to the horse that Qin Han was riding, and said in a low voice: "The old man of the Yang family, he has returned to the west." ”

"What?!" Qin Han was suddenly surprised, "Is it true?"

Qin Han couldn't believe that the cultivation of the old lady of the Yang family was also the peak of the warrior realm, how could he say that he would die if he died?

Humpty Dumpty smiled, "That's true. ”

"Could it be a fraud? Maybe it's pretending to be dead?" Qin Han thought about it and asked again.

Humpty Dumpty stretched out two fingers and shook it, and said, "There will be no fraud, someone has seen that old thing dead with his own eyes, it is said that he has offended some sect, as for which sect, no one knows!"

Qin Han was ecstatic in his heart, if the news was true, then the Yang family would definitely be in a mess, and it would be much easier to rescue Ah Xiu.

"Our people have already found out, and Miss Ah Xiu is in the dungeon right now. As soon as the old man of the Yang family dies, presumably the dungeon will be self-defeating!But for the sake of insurance, you should take a look at the tactical map first!" Humpty Dumpty took out a map from his arms.

After taking the map and looking at it, Qin Han's face couldn't help but change, there were a lot of people around the dungeon marked on the map, and it was roughly estimated that there were about forty people, most of the Yang family guards were fourth- and fifth-level martial artists, and there were a small number of junior warriors, such a defense was also unprecedentedly strong in Wulin City, which showed that the Yang family attached great importance to the dungeon.

The dungeon is heavily defended, Qin Han has just had a fierce fight, he has spent too much energy and is injured, even if there are people from Hefu to help, in the face of so many warriors and even samurai, it is too difficult to rescue Ah Xiu. However, Qin Han was immediately relieved again, it was a big deal to die with Ah Xiu!

……

All kinds of speculation and uneasiness disappeared after Qin Han arrived at the Yang Mansion, because there was no need to fight, and the Yang family was on fire.

Screams and shouts are mixed with the crackling fire, covering an area of hundreds of acres, the front house of the Yang family burned nearly half, the fire is monstrous, standing dozens of feet away will still feel the heat wave on the face, large and small houses have ignited hundreds, the fire is still spreading, the slaves of the Yang family are busy fetching water to put out the fire. Some samurai who are good at water spells also try to extinguish fires, but to no avail, the fire is too big.

This fire helped He Fu and Qin Han a lot. The back house of the Yang family was as empty as a market after a dispersal gathering, Qin Han and the Humpty Dumpty man marched all the way to the dungeon unimpeded, and the people who could stop them had already turned into corpses - at this time, Qin Han somewhat admired the strength of the He Mansion, and the family that could stand in Wulin for two hundred years still had two brushes.

In contrast, the Yang family was much weaker, first the old man was killed, and then the mansion caught fire. However, if it is those sects that are offended, then the consequences are indeed not something that a small local family can afford.

Just thinking about it, the door of the dungeon slowly opened, and Qin Han couldn't help but be stunned.

In front of him was a long corridor, with a large brazier hanging every three feet at the height, and on either side of the corridor were prison cells. The woman's sobs and cries became one. It seems that the Yang family has really put a lot of effort into combining Ba with Huanzong, and there are no less than 100 people who have snatched the people's daughters.

The stone door opened, and the outside light shone into the corridor, and the women in the prison on both sides stretched out their hands, and when they saw Qin Han, who was not a jailer, they suddenly seemed to grasp a life-saving straw, and shouted for help, and for a while the dungeon was noisy like a vegetable market.

"Ah Xiu, Ah Xiu, where are you?" Qin Han shouted loudly, hoping to hear Ah Xiu's answer, but one person's voice couldn't cover the crying and screaming for help of nearly a hundred women.

Walking forward, he couldn't go, because those women grabbed Qin Han's clothes desperately, and in desperation, Qin Han had no choice but to split open the prison door and release those women. The women who were released fled in a swarm, completely ignoring the sisters who had the same fate as themselves at the last moment.

Opening one door after another, looking over one by one, looking at dozens of women in a row but not seeing Ah Xiu, Qin Han couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

Just as Qin Han struggled to smash open the prison door, a faint mosquito voice came.

"Is that you, Qin Han, and I'm here?"

Qin Han pricked up his ears and was stunned for a moment, and the next moment he was ecstatic, and ran frantically towards the place where the sound came from.

It was a cell in the deepest part of the hallway. At the door of the cell, a woman with her clothes covered with dirt stood there, the mud on her face was in stark contrast with her snow-white skin, her beautiful eyes were tearful, and she looked at Qin Han stupidly, who is it not Ah Xiu?