With Wen Ren's order, the people of the Wen family were like wild horses, killing the Yang family violently.

Seeing this, Yang Yong hurriedly ordered: "Relying on the terrain in the mansion, entangle with them, and wait for reinforcements!"

Wen Ren naturally heard Yang Yong's words and sneered: "Do you still want to wait for reinforcements?"

For a martial artist, the general terrain is useless, and light skills can solve most of the obstacles, but Yang Yong can't not know, since he said so, there must be something to rely on.

Sure enough, the Wen family's people rushed in from the gate, and immediately a rain of arrows flew in, and five or six people were caught off guard.

The people of the Wen family then made a consequence, and the warriors of the innate realm took the lead and rushed into the mansion. The martial artists of the Innate Realm were already able to release their true qi, and ordinary arrows could not hurt them, allowing the people of the Wen family to rush in.

Wen Ren looked at Yang Yong, who was still standing outside the door, with a smile on his face: "You want to stop us with this little means?"

The people of the Wen family deliberately bypassed Yang Yong, and Yang Yong did not dare to act rashly, after all, there were two masters of the same level on the opposite side, if the two of them were allowed to join the battle group, it would definitely be the Yang family who would suffer, after all, the threat of those traps to the Yin God Realm was very small.

"It's night, don't you think you're dreaming too early?" Yang Yong immediately countered.

Wen Ren was not angry, he still smiled: "See how hard your mouth can be! Seventh uncle, let's do it! lest you have too many dreams at night!"

Uncle Seven bowed slightly: "It's okay, end it early, go back to sleep early, this person is old and can't stand the toss!"

Wen Ren took the lead in attacking Yang Yong with a sword in his hand, his sword was a pitch-black heavy sword, about four fingers wide and four feet long, and the air exploded when the sword was slashed.

Yang Yong was not afraid, and the golden mace in his hand greeted him.

With a loud bang, Yang Yong stood still, but the bluestone slab under his feet had cracked, but Wen Ren, who took the initiative, took several steps back.

Wen Ren was stunned, and looked back at Yang Yong: "I didn't expect you to fight before, if it wasn't for today's fight, I didn't know that you were so powerful, it seems that it was the right decision for me to invite Uncle Seven over." ”

Yang Yong didn't talk nonsense, he hooked his hand at the two: "Let's go together!

"In that case, then fulfill you and let you return to the West as soon as possible!"

Uncle Seven took a step forward, the bones of his whole body exploded, and he no longer had the appearance of the previous twilight, holding a ghost-headed broadsword, and his body rushed to Yang Yong's body vigorously, the ghost-headed broadsword slashed obliquely, and the skull of the handle seemed to be alive, and his eyes lit up.

Yang Yong was not in a hurry, Jin Gong pulled over, but he didn't hear the sound of weapons colliding, he fixed his eyes and saw that the ghost-headed big knife appeared in front of him strangely, he quickly lowered his waist, avoided the knife, and then quickly straightened up with his waist, and Jin Gong stabbed forward.

Uncle Seven had already seen Yang Yong's strength before, so naturally he wouldn't fight with him, and at his age, his body was no longer as good as before, so he attacked the enemy's strengths with his own shortcomings, isn't it stupid?

Seeing the strange shape of the seventh uncle, he dodged Yang Yong's attack, and the ghost head knife in his hand was slashed again.

"There is something wrong with this old immortal martial arts, it seems to affect my vision, I have to be careful!"

Sure enough, Yang Yong lifted the golden mace to block it, but the ghost-headed broadsword somehow crossed it again and slashed at Yang Yong, Yang Yong was already mentally prepared, left five points of strength, and quickly withdrew, and at the same time, the golden mace in his hand, along with the inertia of his body, hit the seventh uncle's knife-holding hand.

The seventh uncle was finally forced to retreat, and as soon as Yang Yong breathed a sigh of relief, there was a sound of breaking the air behind him, and he didn't want to think about it, so he rolled sideways.

"Bang"

The heavy sword came into close contact with the ground, and the stone chips flew everywhere.

"Did you forget me?" Wen Ren smiled sympathetically, a little infiltrating.

Next, Wen Ren's swordsmanship opened and closed and confronted Yang Yong head-on, and the seventh uncle, who seemed to be also a big opener and closer, used his strange sword technique to come from time to time, making Yang Yong tired of coping.

It didn't take long for Yang Yong to add a few scars under the siege of the two.

"Why haven't you come? Yang Yong was restless in his heart, if the agreement was broken, the Yang family would really be finished tonight.

At this moment, a large group of people suddenly appeared from all over the alleys, and the leader said in a loud voice: "Let Brother Yang wait for a long time! The three of us will go to help, and the others will enter the mansion and join forces with the brothers of the Yang family to eliminate the Wen family!"

The person who came was the person from the Small Family Alliance, Wan Kong, Wan Ye, and Han Xing came towards Yang Yong and the others, while the others were towards Yang Mansion.

Wen Ren looked at the three of them as if he had seen a ghost, and exclaimed, "What the hell is going on? Why are you here, why didn't anyone come to tell me?"

Taking advantage of Wen Ren's distraction, Yang Yong forced away Uncle Seven with one move and retreated to the side of Wankong and the three of them, although he was injured and a little tired, but at this time he laughed: "This is just a plan we discussed in advance, you are trapped in a trap and don't know it, and you still want to destroy my Yang family, dream!"

"How is it possible? No one is going to stop you from coming here, and I'm sending people to spy on you, how can I not have any news at all?" Wen Ren was still a little incredulous.

Hearing this, Wankong was very strange: "Didn't all of you Wen family come here? Who will stop us? Could it be the people from Aokimen? How dare they? As for the people you said were spying on, naturally they were sent to the western sky!"

Wen Ren heard Wankong's words, and now he wanted to pull Wen Yi over and slap him down: Didn't you say that someone would stop these people?

Facing the two masters of the Yin God Realm, the three of them were willing to paddle and talk nonsense together, just waiting for the results in the Yang Mansion to come out!

But how could Wen Ren continue to accompany them to drag time here, these people from the small family suddenly killed, and the people of the Wen family suffered from the enemy on their backs, and without the slightest preparation, they would definitely suffer a big loss.

"As long as you get out of the way, I can not blame the past, and promise not to fight the Yang family's idea again!" As soon as Wen Ren said this, he regretted it, which was obviously impossible.

Sure enough, Han Xing smiled slightly: "It seems that the head of the Wen family has not yet recognized the reality, now it's not that you can't let us go, but we can't let you go!"

A look of anger appeared on Wen Ren's face, once upon a time, even a person from a small family dared to talk to him like this and mock him!

"Then let's see the real chapter under your hands!"