After Xu Jiang hit the head hammer, Yang Jingye's arm was already sore, and if he took advantage of the victory to pursue, he would have a chance to escape. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info But he didn't make the slightest movement, and hung his head softly.

Yang Jingye's heart was even more puzzled, what was going on? Both of these were like this, as if they had suddenly burst out with extremely strong power, but as soon as time passed, they became inferior to ordinary people, how could there be such a mysterious thing in this world.

He was frowning and thinking about it, when suddenly, there was a sharp howling wind behind his ears, and just listening to it made your scalp tingle.

As soon as this voice came out, Yang Jingye's body reacted in an instant, and his arms shook vigorously and threw Xu Jiang out. And he himself bowed his head and dodged the blow.

His heart was extremely horrified, why did a master suddenly appear again. With his sensitivity to the environment, there is no such powerful person within these ten zhang, right? Can a person cross the distance of ten zhang in an instant?

Yang Jingye looked back and saw that this person was wearing the clothes of a servant, with a sharp beak and monkey gills, and a short stature, and he looked like a slippery person. "It's still like this!" even with his temperament, he felt a burst of irritability. Where did these warriors come from? The squad leader knows martial arts, the county officer knows martial arts, and even an ordinary official can also martial arts, and they are all so powerful?

"Mother, is this guy Hou San?" Yang Jingye was shocked, and the gang of officials were even more shocked, if Zhao Cheng and Xu Jiang knew martial arts, they still had to explain, Zhao Cheng had practiced martial arts before, and Xu Jiang They were not familiar with each other, so they might have practiced twice, but when did this Hou San be able to fight like this?

Hou San, this guy is all clear, this thing used to be a broken household, relying on sycophants, became Zhao Cheng's cronies, what are the dangerous things on weekdays, they are all hiding behind, what's going on today?

Hou San's skills are extremely agile, like a monkey, dodging left and right. Yang Jingye was also a little anxious, and he tried his best to make a sound of air explosion in the air.

"Bang. After a stick of incense, Yang Jingye punched Hou San's chest, and Hou San's whole person flew out sideways and smashed against a wall.

"Brush. Hou San had just fallen to the ground, and suddenly, a servant standing on the side, his head sank, a trace of cold light shone in his eyes, and the whole person's blood and qi were retracted, as if he was a corpse.

He took a step forward and attacked Yang Jingye, not intending to give the other party a chance to breathe.

"There's no end!" Yang Jingye scolded fiercely in his heart, it's really fucking weird, a master of this level, even the Ming Dynasty can't find a few, and here they are popping up one after another, it's really hell.

However, no matter how anxious he is, he has to fight hard. There is no way, the attacks of these people are more and more severe than the other, and if he takes a hit, he will not feel good.

The battle of "Huhu ......" lasted for two whole hours, and more than a dozen officials all fell, but Yang Jingye also lost his strength, half kneeling on the ground, panting heavily.

Although he is strong in martial arts, he is still a person, as long as he is a human being, this physical strength has a limit. These masters are all extremely powerful, their bodies are as hard as iron, and they are extremely difficult, and he also relied on his own will to forcibly hold on.

"Bang bang. Yang Jingye was trying to recover his strength, and behind him, a crisp sound of applause sounded. He didn't look back, and he guessed who it was.

"Mr. Yang, you lost your bet. Fang Hong slowly walked out of the darkness, holding the yellow skin in his arms, followed by Ah Gui.

At this time, Agui's face showed strong disbelief. The invincible sect leader in his eyes was lying on the ground panting at this time, and it was only a dozen officials who defeated him.

According to the martial arts of the head of the sect, not to mention a dozen servants, it is twenty or thirty, and it is still for nothing. Because the head of the sect is not only strong enough, but also extremely fast, those officials come up to deliver food.

"I didn't admit it. Yang Jingye took a deep breath, stood up straight, and began to look at Fang Dayuan's son again.

This young man named Fang Hong looked no different from ordinary people at first glance, wearing a brocade robe and a thin body, but his waist was very straight, as if there was nothing in the world that could overwhelm him.

In the eyes of the other party, he can see a kind of confidence, a kind of confidence that everything is under control. He used to have this kind of self-confidence, but today it has been shattered.

"No, you admit it, so, you lose. Fang Hong laughed, also looking at Yang Jingye. To tell the truth, he still admires this person, although he defeated him by wheel tactics, his soul is still a little shocked, and he needs to be cultivated.

"Hehe, you know me well. Yang Jingye chuckled, he was a very proud person, when Fang Hong made a bet with him, although he didn't agree, he was also more worried in his heart. Now that it's failed, it's not easy to cheat.

"Okay, what do you want me to do for you?" After saying these few words, Yang Jingye felt that he had finally relieved himself.

"How about being my guard?" Fang Hong really wanted to recruit Yang Jingye, this person's strength was high, once it was in his own hands, his own safety was very guaranteed. After all, although he can practice possession, when he is possessed, his divine body will be separated from the flesh, and at a critical moment, he may damage his physical body.

"Don't laugh, if you insist on this request, I'll leave on the spot. Yang Jingye smiled, although he agreed to this kid's request, but don't go too far, I really don't dare to break my word.

"Okay, when I didn't say it, then I want to ask, who sent you, and what is my father's condition now?" Fang Hong also knew that Yang Jingye was not so easy to be subdued, so he didn't force it any more, so he changed his request.

"I owe Chen Xianrong a favor, so I promised him to take these two girls away, whether it is successful or not, this favor is counted. As for your father, I don't know, I teach privately, and I don't participate in the battle above, but I don't think it should be too good, he sent the saint to Changning, which means that he himself is difficult to protect. Yang Jingye raised his eyebrows and spoke.

"Chen Xianrong, the scripture master of the White Lotus Sect?" When Fang Hong heard this name, he recalled a little, when Lin Zhiyuan entered Yangjiaoshui Village to teach under the alias Zhang Wenyan, and this Lin Zhiyuan was the person who taught the White Lotus Sect Chen Jingmaster.