Jiang Xiaochen's voice was faint, but when it fell into his ears, it made people feel that it was the devil's words.

Terrible, terrible!

Yang Yun, his legs were weak.

"No, that's not true. ”

"It must be an illusion!"

Yang Yun muttered to himself.

Just now, he was unstoppable, and at this moment, he lost his soul.

Jiang Xiaochen suddenly stretched out a hand and grabbed it forward.

Yang Yun was caught in front of him without any resistance at all.

"No, don't kill me!"

It was only at this time that Yang Yun suddenly woke up and shouted in horror.

"I, I am the son of the Yang family, and I am the favorite descendant of Yang Laozu, if you kill me, he will not let you go. ”

"Moreover, I have just informed the family that my Yang family will come soon, you, you had better let me go. ”

In the face of life and death, Yang Yun had to move out of his backer.

Jiang Xiaochen smiled coldly, then grabbed a jade chair from the Void Realm, sat on it with a golden knife, stepped on the forbidden Yang Yun with one foot, and said in a faint voice: "Okay, that son is here waiting for your Yang family to come, I also want to see, your Yang family, who can come to save you?"

The voice was loud and spread everywhere, so that all the monks could hear it.

This, is this a declaration of war against the Yang family?

The monks were extremely shocked, looking at the scene in front of the gate of the Ten Thousand Worlds Treasure Building, for a while, it was like being in a dream.

On the eighth day, someone dared to call out to the Yang family?

At this moment, all the monks seemed to be able to sense that in the Fengcang Divine City, there was a feeling of impending a storm.

Heaven and earth became extremely depressing at this time.

Yang Yun, who was once invincible, was trampled under Jiang Xiaochen at this time, like an ant.

And not long after, the void trembled, and one after another extremely powerful figures appeared in front of the Ten Thousand Realms Treasure Building.

A middle-aged man, leading a group of powerful figures, no less than twenty.

All the monks, naturally, recognized it, it was Yang Ming, the current head of the Yang family, behind him, followed by a group of incomparably powerful Yang family elders, ranging from high-level Xuanzu Emperor to junior Heavenly Ancestor Emperor.

The Yang family has such a powerful strength, plus the Yang family ancestor of the high-level Heavenly Ancestor Emperor, it is no wonder that he can run rampant in the Eighth Heaven, and even the Communist Lord's Mansion has nothing to do, and even has to swallow his anger.

"Who are you to dare to do this to me?"

"Let me go immediately, otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable. ”

Yang Ming, the head of the Yang family, spoke majestically at this time.

When he saw his son being trampled under his feet by Jiang Xiaochen, he was naturally angry in his heart, and his killing intent was endless.

However, he finally endured it and did not explode immediately.

After all, his son's life is still in the hands of the other party.

"In the Eighth Heaven, those who dare to be enemies of the Yang family, on the surface, there is no such power, could it be that it is another hermit family?"

At this time, Yang Ming, the head of the Yang family, was secretly thinking in his heart.

Even though Jiang Xiaochen saw that so many strong characters suddenly appeared in the Yang family, his expression was still indifferent.

He looked at Yang Ming, the head of the Yang family, and said coldly: "Who are you who dare to threaten me like this?"

Jiang Xiaochen was very strong against Mai Mang.

Yang Ming, the head of the Yang family, heard Jiang Xiaochen's words, and his expression turned cold.

This kid, knowing that he is the head of the Yang family, dares to do this?

Moreover, in the face of such a powerful existence as them, his expression remained unchanged, what basis did he have in the end?

Yang Ming's expression was extremely ugly!

But his son is in the hands of the other party, and he doesn't dare to act rashly for the time being.

On one side, those little brothers trembled.

At this moment, they knew that the person they were satirizing just now was so terrifying.

Explode two high-level Xuanzu Emperors with one finger!

And they are only the Holy Emperors of the Seventh or Eighth Realm, and in Jiang Xiaochen's eyes, they are really not as good as ants.

But what made them happy was that Jiang Xiaochen didn't notice them for the time being.

At this time, Yang Ming smiled coldly and said, "So, you refuse to let go?"

Jiang Xiaochen said: "Naturally, I want to kill him, no one can stop him." ”

"You can't do it even if you come. ”

Jiang Xiaochen was extremely arrogant and domineering at this time, before, Yang Yun was just flying and domineering, and there was no comparison with Jiang Xiaochen at all.

However, Jiang Xiaochen's words only made Yang Ming unable to suppress the anger and killing intent in his heart any longer.

"In that case, then I have nothing to be polite about. ”

"Shoot, kill him!"

Yang Ming gritted his teeth and said.

"However, I am afraid that this will hurt the young master. ”

An elder powerhouse of the Yang family spoke.

"It doesn't matter, if he really wants to use Yun'er as a shield, it will be useless for us to save it even if we want to, but for the majesty of my Yang family, this kid must die. ”

Yang Ming's expression was ugly.

Obviously, what he meant was that the majesty of the Yang family was more important, even if it was the death of his son, he would not hesitate to do so.

When Jiang Xiaochen heard Yang Ming's words, he smiled coldly and said, "My son, why do you need to use this waste as a shield?"

"This son will put him here, if you have the ability, you can come and take him away, but can you?"

Jiang Xiaochen looked at the group of monks of the Yang family with a contemptuous expression at this time, and then kicked Yang Yun aside.

Moreover, in the face of Yang Ming and the others, Jiang Xiaochen still sat on the jade chair and did not get up.

Around, there are beauties around, and the blessings are boundless.

Yang Ming said: "Okay, kill the past, I want to see, what are you capable of?"

When the words fell, the Yang family monk shot at the same time and killed Xiang Jiang Xiaochen.

Airplanes!

At the same time, the ban on the city was lowered to protect this side of the world.

Otherwise, with their might, they will surely destroy this place.

Seeing that the Yang family monk was about to kill at the same time, the terrible attack was going to fall on Jiang Xiaochen's body.

At this time, in Jiang Xiaochen's hand, a supreme immortal sword suddenly appeared, and it swept lightly around him.

Poof, poof, poof......

All the Yang family monks didn't react at all, and their bodies were all cut in two and fell from the air.

Soon, it fell to the ground and piled up in front of the gate of the Ten Thousand Worlds Treasure Building.

Seeing this scene, all the monks couldn't help but gasp.

These are all the existences between the high-level Xuanzu Emperor and the junior Tianzu Emperor, and unexpectedly, only between Jiang Xiaochen's sword, they were all cut off and divided into two sections.

Yang Ming's face was already pale and colorless!

These are all the backbone and heritage of their Yang family, and now, they were swept away by the strange young man in front of them.

How powerful is he?

Yang Ming had the heart to retreat at this time.

After all, he was only a Beginner Heavenly Ancestor Emperor, and he could never be Jiang Xiaochen's opponent.

"Do you think it's possible to leave at this time?"

However, a faint voice rang out.

Then he felt a terrible force fall, imprisoning him.

Then, a giant hand grabbed it, carried it away like a little chicken in the future, and threw it to his son Yang Yun's side.

(End of chapter)