Jiang Xiaohe believes that the ancestor of the Yang family will definitely not be able to return to Lushui Prefecture for a while.

How many years has the mouth in Long Chen's heart been held, this time he finally pinched the handle of the sheep family, and it is estimated that he will break the mountain of sheep to death.

At this time, it was a good time for him to attack in secret.

Early the next morning, Jiang Xiaohe returned to his original appearance, walked out of Yuefu Restaurant, and appeared at the door of Yang's house.

"Bang"

He kicked open the two scarlet gates of the sheep, and shouted arrogantly:

"There is no panting, come out one!"

That appearance can be said to be how arrogant and arrogant it is.

The main house of the Yang family is not on the main street, but in an alley wider than the main street.

Behind this alley is a hill where most of the trees have been cut down, and the main house of the Yang family sits on the top of the hill.

All kinds of exquisite pavilions and pavilions are built along the mountain, spreading to both sides, standing at the bottom of the mountain and going up, there are buildings in the greenery, which looks very magnificent.

When Jiang Xiaohe entered the gate, the first thing that caught his eye was a section of high stairs spreading upward, and at this moment, seven or eight people in white robes were rushing out from both sides of the gate.

"Who dares to come to the sheep's house to be presumptuous?"

Jiang Xiaohe swept away, and there were two three-story small buildings on the left and right sides, and the people who came out of the small buildings.

"Jiang Xiaohe!"

Jiang Xiaohe said coldly, this time he came to find fault, so he didn't show any mercy, and directly swept these seven or eight subordinates to the top of the steps with one palm.

"Oh no, someone's making trouble......"

"Jiang Xiaohe came to Yang's house to make trouble......"

Seven or eight subordinates fell down the halfway steps and exclaimed, watching Jiang Xiaohe climb the stairs step by step, one by one with frightened faces, and the big households screamed.

These subordinates are all slaves of the sheep family, and their parents and ancestors are all slaves of the sheep family, so they serve as the "porter".

Coming and going, the dignitaries and dignitaries who came and went in and out of the sheep family saw a lot, and they were polite and polite, and they didn't dare to be disrespectful in the slightest.

is as arrogant and domineering as Jiang Xiaohe, this is the first time they have met.

In this green water state, arrogance has always been synonymous with the sheep family.

A few black-clothed people immediately appeared on the steps, and when they saw Jiang Xiaohe halfway through, they didn't say a word, and immediately added their swords.

The whistling Yuan Force was wrapped in bursts of cold killing intent and forced towards Jiang Xiaohe, and the other party was condescending.

At first glance, Jiang Xiaohe's thin figure and lonely back are a little thin.

However, with a wave of his right hand, a black light flashed away.

"Bang"

"Bang"

"Bang"

The people above were suddenly swept down by the black mang, and rolled down the stairs with a grunt.

Jiang Xiaohe didn't look at them and continued to walk up.

At the top of the staircase is a large clearing, and further down there is a curved arch flanked by two rows of trees the size of a human waist.

Messy footsteps sounded, and at the moment when Jiang Xiaohe stepped into the arch, a group of people appeared again.

The leader was a one-eyed dragon, holding a pitch-black spear in his hand, and when he saw Jiang Xiaohe, he took one step, and the shadow of the gun was dense, like a big net splitting his head and covering his face.

Jiang Xiaohe glanced at it casually, and among this group of people, the one-eyed dragon in front of him had the highest cultivation, and he was at the sixth level of martial arts.

I saw him wave his big hand, and a majestic Yuan Force broke out of his body, and crashed into the dense gunfire shadow in front of him with a bang.

The shadow of the gun disappeared like spring and white snow in an instant, and the one-eyed dragon was hit by this yuan force and fell backwards, hitting four or five people to stabilize its body.

Of course, this is the result of Jiang Xiaohe's mercy.

Although he is here to find trouble today, and he is not prepared to show mercy to his subordinates, these people in front of him are not his target.

"Who the hell are you who dare to come to my sheep house to be presumptuous?"

The one-eyed dragon was helped up by a few people behind him, staring at Jiang Xiaohe deadly, and his tone revealed an eerie killing intent.

"My name is Jiang Xiaohe, and I'm here to find trouble today. ”

Jiang Xiaohe said coldly, and with another palm in his hand, he directly hit the one-eyed dragon, and the one-eyed dragon screamed miserably and flew upside down again.

It's just that this time, no one let him hit it again, and he flew ten feet away before hitting a white wall, and when he landed, he was bleeding and died.

When the rest of the people saw him so fierce, they were all shocked and retreated to both sides.

The one-eyed dragon is a sheep family, they are not, there is no need to put their lives on the line for a few Yulu.

After the death of the one-eyed dragon, Jiang Xiaohe crossed the arch, stepped on a bluestone path, and passed through a passage about three zhang long, and then entered the sheep's house.

It is a courtyard thirty zhang wide, and two white jade stone roads spread along a clear stream to the east and west.

Directly north is a long brown road three feet wide, leading to a small brick-red building.

At this moment, there are many people in the small building, and the crowd is rushing, and they are rushing towards this side.

Wu Zong!

This time, it was dozens of martial arts sects that directly appeared.

Jiang Xiaohe couldn't help but sigh: If the martial arts realm is strong, if it is in the thirty-six states, it is an invincible existence, even if it is in the forty-eight states, it can also go sideways.

However, in the sixty-four states, they can only guard the sheep family.

Wu Zong is already an existence that can fly in the air.

Looking up at the figure in mid-air, Jiang Xiaohe just waved his hand, and a huge fist shadow burst out.

More than ten martial arts sects suddenly felt like they had been hit hard, their figures exploded back, and they hit the attic with a "boom", vomiting blood from their mouths and noses when they landed, and they were dying.

Jiang Xiaohe didn't stop and continued to walk forward.

As soon as you enter the gate, there is a huge square with a radius of fifty zhang, and in the middle of the square, a middle-aged monk with a goatee is sitting on a Taishi chair.

Behind the middle-aged monk stood the Eight Martial Emperors, and when he saw him come in, there was a cold smile on his gloomy face.

"Jiang Xiaohe?"

The middle-aged man on the Taishi's chair said lightly:

"You're finally here!"

"Who are you?"

Jiang Xiaohe raised his eyebrows, and he had already recognized that the man sitting on the Taishi chair was the previous head of the Yang family and Yang Feng's eldest brother, Yang Qing.

However, he could not show it.

Ordinary monks, although they can devour the enemy's spirit to strengthen themselves, cannot obtain the enemy's memory.

"My name is Yang Qing, and you are the first person in so many years to dare to blatantly knock on the door. ”

Yang Qing's tone was calm and unfazed, and even looked at Jiang Xiaohe with a hint of appreciation in his eyes:

"The affairs of Baihua Prefecture also have something to do with you, right?"

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Xiaohe didn't have time to react, but everyone behind Yang Qing looked surprised one by one.

Although they did not speak, they looked at each other, and their eyes almost fell out of their sockets in shock.

Jiang Xiaohe smiled: "Not bad." ”

"The afterlife is terrifying!"

Yang Qing couldn't help but sigh:

"Such a young martial emperor, such a careful mind, if it weren't for the enmity with my Yang family, my Yang Qing would definitely make you a friend. ”

"It's a pity, my sheep family has several branches, and there are thousands of descendants, but none of them can compare to you. ”

"It's over!"

Jiang Xiaohe arched his hand expressionlessly.

He didn't understand what the old fox was selling.

"To be young is to be vigorous. ”

Yang Qing sighed and waved his hand to the people behind him:

"Take him down, don't lose the face of my sheep family. ”

Four of the eight Martial Emperors behind him stepped out in unison and appeared opposite Jiang Xiaohe.

Each of them had an emerald green sword, which was crystal clear in the sunlight and emitted a faint green glow.

Wisps of killing intent spread out from the sword body, causing the air in the entire square to drop a few points.

"Please!"

The four of them said a word in unison, and the yuan power surging all over their bodies, and the long sword in their hands flashed and disappeared in an instant.

"The power of the law?"

Jiang Xiaohe was slightly startled, it was the first time he had seen a martial emperor who had comprehended the power of the law.

The air around them suddenly changed color, faint greenery drifted in from all directions, and the hard masonry of the ground became soft.

Tiny seeds burst out of the ground and quickly took root and sprouted, instantly spreading across the ground.

"It's ...... The power of the laws of the wood system?"

Jiang Xiaohe looked at the grass on the ground, the power of his divine sense surged, and soon found that part of the green grass on the ground was real, and the other part was ...... Phantasm.

"Up!"

Suddenly, there was a burst of shouts in my ears, and I saw that the green grass that had just emerged on the ground suddenly rushed upwards at a crazy speed.

In just two or three breaths, it grew two feet high.

For a moment, he found himself surrounded by a patch of green grass vines, which did not look thick, but each one was entwined and emitted a faint light.

Seeing Jiang Xiaohe standing motionless, the remaining four Martial Emperors couldn't help but show disdain:

"This kid, I guess I haven't even seen the power of the law, you see that he looks stupid. ”

"At a young age, I have already cultivated to the fourth level of the Martial Emperor, this kind of talent is indeed against the sky, but it's a pity, I have shallow knowledge, and I dare to come to my sheep house single-handedly to be presumptuous!"

"A casual cultivator who has no one to guide and only relies on his own groping, he doesn't know what kind of realm his cultivation is like after reaching the sixth level of the Martial Emperor. ”

"Eh, it's a pity that such a good seedling, how good it would be if it were a child of my Yang family!"

The four martial emperors stood behind Yang Qing, and you said a word, and I discussed it one by one.

Yang Qing, who was sitting on the Taishi chair, suddenly turned pale, and scolded in a low voice:

"Shut up!"

The four of them froze and kept silent, but there was still a deep disdain in their eyes, and they were even a little dissatisfied with Yang Qing in their hearts:

It's just a frog at the bottom of a well with a higher talent, and the eldest brother actually scolded us because of him?

"Hang!"

Here, the four Martial Emperors shouted in unison, and the grass vines suddenly wrapped around Jiang Xiaohe like poisonous snakes.

Suddenly green shadows flew around, rattans scurried, and bursts of pungent smell of grass and trees penetrated Jiang Xiaohe's mouth and nose.

The black knife in Jiang Xiaohe's hand flashed, and the black mangs shone, slashing at the grass vines around him.

I saw that the dense grass and vines were surging from all directions, and the grass and vines were intertwined with the dense wind.

Not to mention that Jiang Xiaohe is such a big person, even if it is a mouse, it is estimated that he can't avoid it.

And the black knife in Jiang Xiaohe's hand is not fast, and it can even be said to be quite slow.

His body was soon entangled in grass and vines, but it didn't seem to restrain his mobility.

His right hand was still wielding a black knife, and one after another black rays appeared from the blade of the knife, slashing towards the tangled grass vines.

"Puff Puff"

With a muffled thought, a section of grass vines was cut down to the ground, and the grass vines wrapped around Jiang Xiaohe's body also disappeared.