"You, you dare to hit me?"

Yang Jiaojun's face was full of astonishment, and he looked at Jiang Xiaohe dumbfounded.

Since he was born, no one has beaten him!

"If you tell the truth about the affairs of the thirty-six states, then I will give you a happy death. ”

Jiang Xiaohe snorted coldly:

"If you don't cooperate, I have my own means to make your life worse than death!"

When Yang Jiaojun heard this, his face sank, and his eyes were fierce:

"I'm a member of the sheep family, the younger brother of the head of the family, what do you dare to do to me?"

"Bang Bang"

Jiang Xiaohe stretched out his hand again and slapped him twice in a row, with a little more impatience in his tone:

"One last chance, do you want to say it?"

"You ......"

Yang Jiaojun was full of grief and indignation, how could he be so unlucky and meet a young man who didn't care about it?

"The sheep family will find this place soon, you can't escape!"

If he hadn't been controlled by others at this moment, he would have slapped the bastard in front of him with one palm.

Jiang Xiaohe's face was gloomy, and he naturally knew what Yang Jiaojun said, and he didn't waste time at the moment, his whole body was surging, and his right hand grabbed the top of his head.

Streams of rich divine soul power poured into the sea of sheep horns and began to search for souls.

In fact, it was a great risk for him to do this, after all, Yang Jiaojun was a sixth-level cultivator of the Martial Emperor, and the power of the divine soul was not comparable to that of the ordinary Martial Emperor.

It must be known that once the cultivator is promoted to the sixth level of the Martial Emperor, whether it is the storage of Yuan Force in the body or the power of the Divine Soul, it will increase significantly.

It's just that after the monk is promoted to the sixth level of the Martial Emperor, he will begin to comprehend the power of the law.

However, he didn't have much time at this time, and this was the only opportunity to understand the Yang family's plot against the thirty-six states.

"Ah......h

A heart-rending scream came from Yang Jiaojun's mouth, he didn't expect Jiang Xiaohe to dare to search his soul directly?

He felt that his sea of consciousness was torn apart, and a divine soul power that did not belong to him was desperately squeezing in.

However, after all, Yang Jiaojun is not a fledgling little person, and after a short exclamation, he immediately began to act.

The power of the divine soul in the sea began to roll and sweep, like a monstrous wave, enveloping towards the external force.

Jiang Xiaohe was slightly stunned: How do you feel that Yang Jiaojun wants to devour the power of his divine soul?

"Hmph, ignorant child, dare to enter the soul of this emperor to search for souls?"

There is a huge head condensed by the power of the divine soul in the sea of consciousness, and its facial features are exactly the same as those of Yang Jiaojun:

"Today, this emperor will let you see the means of the sixth level of the Martial Emperor!"

These words were directly transmitted to Jiang Xiaohe's mind through the power of the divine soul.

"Hiss......"

Jiang Xiaohe gasped violently, feeling as if his head was being pierced by thousands of silver needles at the same time.

"Stupid, if he wants to swallow you, won't you swallow him?"

At this moment, Xiao Day's angry voice suddenly sounded in his mind, and at the same time, there was a hint of weakness.

Normal monks, cultivated to be promoted to Martial Emperor, generally devour and digest the power of the enemy's divine soul when killing the enemy, and use it to strengthen their own divine soul power.

But Jiang Xiaohe didn't do this once, so his enemy, the power of the divine soul, was swallowed by Xiao Tian.

Jiang Xiaohe trembled, and the sharp pain in his mind made his whole body tremble.

Soon, he sensed that the wisp of divine soul power that had penetrated into Yang Jiaojun was being torn apart by a huge force, and it was about to break away from him.

As soon as he saw this, the majestic power of the divine soul in the sea of consciousness immediately surged, and it rushed into the sea of sheep's horns and "bang" and exploded at once.

"Ah......h

Yang Jiaojun screamed hoarsely again, trembling like sifting chaff, and cold sweat instantly wet his clothes.

He found that his divine soul power was not at the same level as Jiang Xiaohe.

Jiang Xiaohe's divine soul power carried a powerful thunder and lightning power, and most of his divine soul power was swallowed up in an instant.

"You...... This, this can't be ......"

Yang Jiaojun's heart sank violently, he had never heard of someone with the power of thunder and lightning in their divine soul power.

However, at this time of distraction, the entire sea of knowledge was already shrouded by Jiang Xiaohe's divine soul power.

After about two or three breaths, Sheep's Horn Peak's body stopped trembling and fell limply to the ground and giggled.

People are not dead, but they are already stupid!

His sea of consciousness was completely occupied by Jiang Xiaohe's divine soul power, as long as Jiang Xiaohe had one thought, he would definitely die.

"Here, here......"

Suddenly, there were bursts of chaotic footsteps on the street, accompanied by muffled voices, and they were rapidly approaching this side.

Jiang Xiaohe's eyes flashed, and he immediately reined in the power of his divine soul, and his figure disappeared directly in place in a flash.

In the huge guest room, only the cold corpse of Yang Jiaojun with a strange smile on his face remained.

"People ran over there......"

As soon as Jiang Xiaohe left the inn, he was immediately seen.

"The third son will take a few people to see the second brother, and the others will chase after me!"

In the darkness, only a gloomy voice was heard to give instructions in an orderly manner, and the person behind him quickly merged with the night.

Jiang Xiaohe didn't plan to run, he just wanted to find a place to digest Yang Jiaojun's memory.

After a pillar of incense, his sea of consciousness regained calm, and the power of Yang Jiaojun's divine soul had been completely digested by him.

Now that you know all the memories you want to know, you can stop!

It turned out that the Yang family wanted to take advantage of the current chaos to fish in troubled waters and strengthen their power, but their own background was not as good as that of the big forces such as Kunyuan Hall and Tianheyuan Palace, so they had to use the hands of the Wu clan to deal with these people.

The reason why he sent his younger brother Yang Jiaoyuan to the Thirty-six Prefectures was that he was mediocre in talent and only had the cultivation of Wu Zong, but he was also invincible in the Thirty-six Prefectures, and there would be no danger.

Second, Sheep Horn Yuan is the younger brother of the head of the family, and he is very trustworthy, so it is only fitting for him to do this.

After years of exploration, the Wu tribe found a sea route to the thirty-six states in the sea, although it was extremely dangerous to come once, and it was still possible to step inland.

Yang Jiaoyuan set up the Patrol Gang, was responsible for receiving them, and then secretly arranged for them to enter the forty-eight states and sixty-four states.

Later, Fang Yuan and Fang Jian found out about this matter, and there was the big battle at sea.

"That's it!"

As soon as Jiang Xiaohe stopped, there was a sound of dense footsteps behind him, this time it was Yang Feng who led the team, he was one of the elders of the Yang family.

The inner elders of the Yang family are all people of the same generation as the previous generation of family heads or the previous generation of family heads, and their cultivation is naturally only higher than that of the current family head.

Yang Feng does not have the goatee that is the symbol of the sheep family, but is a thin old man with sharp beak and monkey gills.

With a dark red criticism, a strong smell of blood instantly poured into Jiang Xiaohe's nose.

"This cloak is red with blood!"

Jiang Xiaohe muttered to himself, thinking that he liked this style at an age?

"My lord, the second master is gone!"

At the same time, the three people who were in charge of going to Yuefu Restaurant to check on Yang Jiaojun not far away also returned, and the first person was holding Yang Jiaojun's body.

"Bring people back!"

Yang Feng said coldly, raised his eyes and swept at Jiang Xiaohe:

"You, a junior, have a bit of ability, and you deserve the emperor's personal action!"

After that, without waiting for Jiang Xiaohe to speak, Yang Feng's fingertips surged with Yuan Li, and a Bai Sensen's bone knife appeared in his hand.

A fierce attack came to his face, and Jiang Xiaohe's cheeks were painful in an instant.

Jiang Xiaohe didn't dare to be careless, the black knife in his hand shook, and a low knife groan sounded, and wisps of black light instantly covered the blade.

"Kill!"

Yang Feng roared, and his whole body rioted, and the bone knife in his hand was white in an instant, illuminating the entire street.

A beast clan spirit with horns on its head rushed out from the bone knife and rushed towards Jiang Xiaohe with boundless tyranny.

This beast clan spirit was extremely fast, and its steps floated lightly like white clouds, but everywhere it passed, the space was distorted, and the strange wind was agitated.

"Sharphorns!"

Jiang Xiaohe was slightly surprised, this kind of beast clan he had only seen in the Misty Valley Forest in the Diwei Tower, and its power was indeed extraordinary.

I saw him hold the knife in both hands, slash forward, and a black light gushed out from the blade, and in an instant, it crashed into the sharp-horned beast.

"Boom ......"

A dull loud bang brought everything around to a standstill.

The moment the sharp-horned beast collided with the black mang, a powerful aftermath spread out in all directions, and the long street was like a ground dragon turning over, and in an instant the mud and rocks were splashed and dust flew up.

The whole street shook violently, and the surrounding houses and walls collapsed to the ground from the shock.

It took three breaths before the dust in mid-air gradually landed.

Yang Feng's face was expressionless, standing motionless, and the group of sheep family children and house slaves following behind him were staggering one by one, so they were not embarrassed.

Even, there were a few weak cultivators who were directly bleeding from the mouth and nose of this aftershock.

Jiang Xiaohe did not retreat, but his chest was disordered, like a huge wave rolling.

"Which family are you a descendant, you can have such cultivation at such a young age, it is really a genius that is rare to see in a hundred years. ”

Yang Feng opened his mouth coldly, raised his eyes and glanced at Jiang Xiaohe, his eyes were sharp and cold, as if they were about to penetrate into his bone marrow.

In fact, he was taking advantage of the time to speak, while stabilizing the chaotic aura in his body, he looked at Jiang Xiaohe's bottom.

In this move, he used seventy percent of his strength, but he didn't take advantage of it.

You know, he's a dignified martial emperor level eight!

And the other party, at first glance, is just a Martial Emperor level four!

At this moment, Yang Feng was also afraid that he had moved someone who shouldn't have moved, the Martial Emperor in his twenties, you can imagine what a powerful force support this kid has behind him.

His Yang family is now in a critical period, there is no need, and there is no need to make extraneous branches!

"Isn't it too late to think of asking this question now?"

Jiang Xiaohe sneered, he knew that the other party must have misunderstood that there was a powerful force behind him, and he didn't dare to provoke him easily.

However, he didn't want to correct it, anyway, these were what they thought, and they didn't say it themselves.

"Since you don't know what to do, then don't blame me for bullying the small with the big and the small with the more!"

Yang Feng changed his words, and immediately scolded the people behind him:

"Sleepy Dragon!"

Everyone in the Yang family had just recovered from the previous aftershock, and when they heard this, they were suddenly shocked by their full body of Yuan Force, and there was an extra pair of one-foot-long spikes in their hands.

"Combo formation?"

Jiang Xiaohe's expression moved, and he said four words in a low voice.