Looking at Wei Song, who was directly let go by the two servants and then sank into the water, there was no trace of pity in Yang Yan's eyes.

From beginning to end, Wei Song was not even an opponent to Yang Shi, just a disgusting bug bouncing around in front of him.

And the two servants still couldn't swim to the other side of the tide before the soft tendons were scattered.

It was only in the middle of the process that the weakness attacked, and the two servants did not even have a chance to struggle, and they also sank.

"You guys wait for me here, I'll go and see the situation with Senior Xue, if there is no problem, we will go home." Yang Xi said to the women.

"Okay."

The women nodded obediently in response.

Then Yang Yan rushed over in the direction of the battle between Xue Long and Jibu Holy Envoy, stepping on the four elephant footwork.

If you are in a hurry, Yang Xi feels that the four-elephant footwork is still easy to use, and the seven-star footwork is changeable and has a speed explosion, which is more suitable for fighting.

As he got closer and closer, Yang Xi could feel the terrifying power of the Eight Realms martial artists' battle.

Rumble!

The waves of turmoil spread again and again, Yang Yan smacked his lips as he looked at the aftermath, and he couldn't understand why the difference between the Seven Realm Martial Artists and the Eight Realm Martial Artists was only one realm, and the gap was so big.

Actually, Yang Xian thought about it, and he was also a martial artist, and he was also divided into three, six, nine and so on.

As a martial artist of the Eight Realms, Xue Long can reverse the Nine Realms, not to mention how perverted he is.

And the Holy Envoy of Jibu, as a holy envoy with the status of the Three Holy Realms, has the heritage of the Three Holy Kingdoms, how can it be comparable to ordinary martial artists of the Eight Realms.

Moreover, the martial arts level of the Shenzhou Continent is divided into three, six, nine and so on.

Third-rate, second-rate, first-class, top-notch.

Martial artists in the same realm use different levels of martial arts, and the gap is also very different.

The two black-clothed men of the Seven Realms defeated by Yang Shi can only be regarded as the most ordinary Seven Realm martial artists, and relatively speaking, among the first-class martial artists, they all belong to the bottom group.

Otherwise, they won't be worried about being punished for not being able to complete the task.

If you have a high enough status, you won't worry about this at all.

Soon, Yang Xi came to the battle position of Xue Long and Jibu Holy Envoy not too far away.

Yang Xi didn't dare to get close, so he could only look at it from a distance.

Boom!

Each of Xue Long's long knives was terrifying.

A knife was swung out, and the knife qi that was nearly two or three zhang long blasted out.

And the Holy Envoy of Jibu was not to be outdone, holding a thin sword, and every time he swung it, it was a burst of sword energy.

Moreover, between their close collisions, the fast Yang Yan could barely see clearly.

However, Yang Xi could see that Xue Long always seemed to have an advantage.

Seeing this, Yang Xi had nothing to worry about.

I turned around and went back.

I don't know what the situation is at home, but there is Ling Yu Daoist and Liu Yun here. Secondly, the city defense army also rushed over, and it should not be a big problem.

Soon, Yang Xi returned to the edge of the tide.

The women were chatting beside Tang Dong, and Tang Dong was helped by them to a chair that could still sit on.

"The young master is back."

As soon as Yang Xi approached, everyone found out.

"Senior Xue's side, there is no problem, Senior Xue always has the advantage." Yang Xi said after approaching.

"Shall we go back now?" Chu Yi looked up at the mess around her.

I didn't expect so many things to happen in a good poetry meeting.

Anyway, in the battle on Xue Long's side, they didn't even have the qualifications to get close, let alone meddle.

"Go home, I don't know what's going on at home." Yang Yan nodded, and then looked at Tang Dong.

"Tang Gongzi, how do you feel?" Yang asked with a smile.

"It's okay, but I don't have the strength to my hands and feet." Tang Dong said with a wry smile.

"Hahaha, Fourth Prince, I didn't expect your strength to be so strong, Xixiang City has always rumored that you are a leaky body, even if the Fourth Prince, your poems have been passed down recently, and everyone only recognizes your name." Tang Dong looked at Yang Shi and said with some excitement.

I don't know when it started, Xixiang City has always been circulating the topic of Yang Xian's leaky body, and the text can't be completed.

As a result, in recent days, Yang Xi has written several consecutive poems to overwhelm the literati in Xixiang City.

Compared with Wei Song's hypocrite, it seems that this Fourth Prince Yang is unparalleled in talent and strength, and he is really both civil and military.

Thinking that it seemed that except for the people of the Yang family in Xixiang City now, only he should know about this matter, Tang Dong was a little excited.

"Haha, the tree is big, you have to keep a low profile." Yang smiled.

"Yes." Tang Dong responded with a smile.

That's low-key enough.

。。。

Then Yang Xian and his party left the edge of the tide.

And Tang Dong, whose limbs were weak, was being lifted by Tianshu with a depressed face.

He was a dignified man, but he was actually held in his hand by a woman, which made Tang Dong feel a little aggrieved.

But there is no way, who calls himself weak in his hands and feet and has no way to walk.

The weight of a normal adult man is still not too much of a burden for a martial artist of the Four Realms.

Therefore, it didn't matter if Tianshu carried Tang Dong to walk.

"That... The fourth son. Tang Dong hesitated and shouted.

Originally, being carried by a woman, Tang Dong felt depressed, and as he walked out of the range of the tide, he met some curious and bold people.

When those people in Xixiang City saw Tang Dong being carried by Tianshu, they all cast curious glances.

It made Tang Dong feel a little embarrassed.

"What's wrong? Tang Gongzi? Yang Yan turned around and asked.

"There's someone here, too, so why don't you find a place to put me down." Tang Dong opened his mouth depressedly.

Yang Shi looked around, and when he saw the curious eyes of the people around him, he couldn't help but smile.

"Okay, do you have any silver?" Yang Yan smiled and walked in front of Tang Dong.

"Yes, a little in my arms." Tang Dong lowered his head to his arms, and then looked up suspiciously, not knowing why Yang Shi suddenly asked this.

Yang Shi motioned to Tianshu to put Tang Dong down, and directly reached into Tang Dong's arms and took out some broken silver.

Although Tang Dong is the son of a big businessman, he will not carry too much silver on his body, and some broken silver is enough for daily expenses.

Tang Dong looked at Yang Shi suspiciously, not knowing what Yang Shi was going to do.

"That big brother, come here." Yang Xi took a look and beckoned to a big man on the side who was watching curiously.

"Fourth son, call me?" Dahan pointed to himself with some confusion.

For Yang Shi, there are few people in Xixiang City who don't know each other.

"That's right, come on." Yang Xian smiled and nodded.

Then the big man ran over: "Fourth son, what do you want me to do?"

"Good thing." Yang Yan grinned, then stuffed the broken silver in his hand into Dahan's hand and pointed at Tang Dong.

"This is Tang Gongzi, what you gave you just now is a deposit, as long as you carry him safely to the largest Tang Clan cloth village in the city, I believe Tang Gongzi will give you a reward." Yang Shi knew that Tang Dong's family was the largest cloth merchant in the entire Xixiang City.

"Really!" Dahan was pleasantly surprised: "Leave it to me!"

For Tang Dong, those broken silver may be daily pocket money, but for ordinary people, it is a lot of money.

"Yes, carry me back, and I'll have someone give you five taels of silver." Tang Dong also spoke.

"Okay!" Immediately, the big man excitedly carried Tang Dong on his back.

"Fourth son, thank you, I'll invite you to drink when I have time."

On the back of the big man, Tang Dong looked back at Yang Xi and thanked him.

"Let's go back, go back and rest, tomorrow the soft tendons should be dispersed." Yang Xian smiled.

Today's matter, Tang Dong is completely unjustified, if Tang Dong doesn't come to talk to him, he will have no.

"Let's go, we'll go back too." Yang Xi watched the big man carry Tang Dong away, and turned around to greet the women.