At this moment, Wei Qianlong walked over, and at the same time spoke loudly with full of anger, and his words were aggressive, without any scruples, and the platform of the Xuan ** people was dismantled in an instant. If Xuanyin Sect still had a little face left because of the changes in the Jingzhou Huan family, then now there is not even a little face. As Wei Qianlong said, they are a group of bandits who are completely shameless.

No one could see the face under the black robe of the Xuan ** person, so no one knew what his expression was at the moment. However, everyone could feel it in his already trembling body, he was angry now, and he was on the verge of exploding.

No one has ever welcomed Xuanyinmen to Yangzhou, even if there are no changes today, even if Xuanyinmen is really justified, they are not welcome. However, at this moment, no one wants to really anger the super strong man of Xuan**, because now he has no one to check and balance.

At this moment, all the Yangzhou monks scolded the vicious Xuan** people thousands of times in their hearts, and scolded the eighteenth generation of their ancestors. However, they also all felt that Wei Qianlong was too pressing now, and this approach would only cause Yangzhou to suffer a greater disaster. Especially since they all felt the increasingly terrifying coercion that gradually emanated from the Xuan ** people, they thought even more so.

Wei Qianlong's voice fell, and the entire ring fell into silence for a long time. This was a good opportunity to crusade against the Xuan ** people, but no one dared to stand up. For a long time, the coercion on the Xuan** people has been strong to the extreme, so that the weak people around the ring feel that their hearts are about to stop beating, and his extremely gloomy voice also came out: "Okay, very good, a good Jingzhou Huan family, a good Qingzhou Wuliangmen! As you said, my Xuanyin Sect Master is unknown, but I covet the treasure of your ancestors." But so what? I wonder, so what!"

Speaking of this, the words of the Xuan ** people suddenly exploded like a thunderbolt, and the group of Yangzhou monks who had to rely on him fainted on the spot.

The power of drinking is so great!

Xuan ** man went on to say: "In this ring, I am invincible. In this Yangzhou territory, I am invincible! Whether it is a thief or a bandit, I will rob the Xuanyin Gate today, so what? Today I will not only rob things and seize the Daotong, but also kill you one by one, what can you do to me?"

"That's fine now. Anyway, you all know that whether I am justified or not, this time I am here for the treasure of this realm. You never welcomed me, and I never thought you would. Since it's a robbery, compared to the previous pretense, I prefer the righteous and bright robbery, the unscrupulous robbery! Hahahaha, I am very happy!"

"Emperor Qingzhou, people of the Huan family, don't you admire your ancestors very much? Ladies and gentlemen of Yangzhou, don't you regard the old land of Wuliangmen as a holy place? Now, I will step into that land and take the Xuanyuan Sword, if you have the ability, you will come and block it!"

At this point, the black robe of the Xuan ** man was blowing violently without wind, and it seemed that he was about to take off and fly towards the old land of the Infinite Gate not far away.

And it was at this time that an extremely calm voice came into the field: "If you want to move my sword, have you asked me?"

The voice is flat, without the slightest mood swing. But this sound poured into everyone's ears, and it inexplicably shocked people's hearts. It seems that this person's cultivation is too high and too high, so high that even a casual sentence can affect everyone's heartbeat.

Xuan** people's cultivation is unfathomable, and they are extremely sensitive to the fluctuations of earth cultivation. Although the words just now were calm, they could resonate with his heart rhythm, which made his heart tighten, and he stabilized himself and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

Xuan ** people reacted the fastest, but others were not slow. And when all the monks present focused their eyes on an avenue south of the ring, they all saw the dozen or so monks walking slowly.

Among the dozen or so monks, those in the back looked ordinary. They were all wearing uniform cyan robes, and those with high eyesight could see at a glance that they were the children of the Jingzhou Huan family.

The disciples of the Huan family in Jingzhou are naturally mediocre in their cultivation. At least in the context of Yangzhou, but that's it. And on an occasion like today, we can only stand aside.

However, at this moment, the face of this child of the Ganhuan family was full of indifferent confidence, as if even if it was a day today, someone would help them bear it.

In front of the children of the Huan family, there were a total of two people. These two people have an extremely outstanding temperament, although they walk together with the children of the Huan family, they are like standing out from the crowd, and they have an outstanding demeanor.

Among the two, the old man also wore a green robe, but it was more plain, but it was an ordinary linen robe. However, it is this old man in the linen robe, not to mention his outstanding temperament, everyone can feel it a little, and they can find in him as unfathomable as the Xuan ** people and the Dan ghost.

As for the other, it was a young man. He is dressed in a white robe, has silver hair, and has an outstanding temperament and demeanor, which makes it difficult for people not to pay attention to him. There was no joy or sorrow on his face, and the heroism between his eyebrows was compelling, like a king of the world. Even if you look at him, it will make people feel that the edge is too strong and you have to hide.

The ones who reacted the fastest were the puppets of the Jingzhou Huan family. They saw Huan Lin, the head of the family among the people, at a glance, so they squeezed out of the crowd while everyone was in turmoil, ran to Huan Lin and knelt down, shouting: "The head of the family, we ...... We didn't insult the name of the ancestor, we didn't betray the ancestor!"

Huan Lin's eyes showed deep pity, and he said: "You are all good, why don't you meet the ancestor soon?" Today, there is the ancestor to support us!"

Several people were stunned for a moment, but they didn't react immediately, looked at Huan Lin for a long time, and then looked at the young man standing at the front of the crowd with an indifferent face. After a long time, the face that had been seen countless times in the portrait finally coincided with the face of this young man.

The three of them opened their mouths wide at the same time, looking at the white-robed silver-haired young man in disbelief, and they even forgot to worship.

At this time, Wei Qianlong also walked over with his people, bowed directly in front of the white-robed silver-haired young man, and said loudly: "Wei Qianlong, a disciple of Qingzhou Wuliangmen, bring all the unscrupulous juniors to meet the ancestor!"

The voice was clear and deep, and it spread far away and fell into the ears of everyone next to the ring.

Next to the ring, there is no one who is most familiar with Huan Yin than Shen Ling's mother and son. The eyes of the two of them never took their eyes off Huan Yin's face the moment Huan Yin appeared. It's just that everything is like a dream, and they can't believe that the person who was wiped out back then is now back!

Hearing the shouts of Wei Qianlong and the others, Shen Ling finally woke up from his dream. Or rather, she finally understood that she wasn't dreaming. As a result, her eyes were completely blurred and filled with tears just for a moment.

Trembling a few steps forward, Shen Ling shouted, "Big brother, is it you?"

At this moment, Huan Yin was helping up the group of disciples in front of him, and when he saw Shen Ling, who had become middle-aged, endless emotion suddenly appeared in his heart. A few strides rushed to Shen Ling and said, "Ling'er, I'm back!"

"It's uncle, it's my uncle who is back!" Ye Lingyu was so excited that he knelt directly under Huan Yin's knees and said: "Ling Yu visited Uncle, Uncle was kind back then, Ling Yu never dared to forget." Uncle taught swordsmanship, Ling Yu practiced day and night, and he didn't dare to slack off!"

Huan Yin nodded heavily: "Good boy, good boy!"

Next to the ring, the voices gradually became more and more, and more and more people recognized Huan Yin's face with a look of disbelief.

In the middle of the night, an old man squeezed out of the crowd, rushed to Huan Yin, hugged Huan Yin, and said: "It's Uncle Huan who is back, it's Uncle Huan who is back in Yangzhou!"

Huan Yin looked at it, although this person was old, he could vaguely see what he looked like back then. He is an old friend of Yudan Dao, and he is Huan Yin's best friend in Yangzhou - Wang Luo!

More and more old friends recognized Huan Yin, squeezed out of the crowd, and recognized Huan Yin. Huan Yin was also a little excited for a while, and his emotions were finally completely written on his face.

Everything was until an extremely cold voice came: "Your Excellency is really that Huan Yin?"

This voice is naturally from the Xuan ** people. There was a coercion in the voice, which instantly woke up all the excited people. They subconsciously retreated behind Huan Yin and glared angrily.

Huan Yin looked at the black-robed man and said lightly: "Why, you are so interested in my Tao and treasure, but you don't recognize me?"

Xuan ** hesitated for a moment and said, "You are not ......"

"You want to say that I didn't die a long time ago? So what, I went into samsara, I was sent to the bottom of hell. However, I kept thinking about it, and I was obsessed. Now, I'm coming from hell, but I didn't expect you to direct such a big play for me just after I came back, you are very good!" Huan Yin's tone became more and more gloomy, and what he said shocked Xuan **'s heart.

Xuan ** man claims to cultivate the ghost path of hell in this life, although he has never been to hell, he also knows some of the conditions there. Now, Huan Yin actually said that he came from hell and entered the Tao at the bottom of hell, so what kind of terrifying existence is Huan Yin today?