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Text Chapter 137: Entering the Yang Mansion

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    , I have become an outdated martial arts myth

    On the official road, chariots and horses are like dragons, and smoke and dust are billowing.

    Hundreds of bodyguards were guarding the vehicle, holding their swords and equipment, and looking around vigilantly.

    Originally known as the prestige of their Zhenyuan Escort Bureau, there is no need to be so cautious.

    If they don't bully others, others should burn their incense. Who dares to rob the Zhenyuan Escort's property?

    The Zhenyuan Escort Agency is Yang Qiye's property.

    Yang Qiye is the half-brother of the head of the Jintang Yang family. Even if the brothers are not in harmony, they are still brothers after all.

    However, recently a big murderer appeared in the world, and he singled out Jintang Yang's industry. In just half a month, Jintang Yang suffered heavy losses and many strongholds were destroyed.

    Of course, if they really ran into the big murderer, it would be useless for them bodyguards to be vigilant, and they could only admit defeat.

    The key is that as the murderer repeatedly attacked Jintang Yang's property, and with the turbulent undercurrent, some forces that had previously coveted Jintang Yang's property, but were afraid of it, were moved to fish in troubled waters under the name of the other party, so that Xiao Shishilang  He appeared in multiple places at the same time unexpectedly.

    The bodyguards of the Zhenyuan Bodyguard Agency are also guarding against these imposters.

    "Um?"

    At this time, a dark-skinned, muscular escort looked forward, feeling a little dazzling, and couldn't help narrowing his eyes slightly.

    A little bit of cold light sprinted close to the ground, and suddenly jumped into his sight.

    The bodyguard's pupils were wide open, and he saw that cold light shot out like a flying star, and it arrived in front of the convoy in the blink of an eye.

    The biting saber aura rained down like a storm, and all of a sudden the people and horses hissed and screamed everywhere.

    "Enemy attack!"

    The dark-faced bodyguard suddenly drew his knife out of its sheath and yelled loudly.

    At the same time, in the midair, there was a strong wind, and the rapid hurricane pressed down, and the strong horses were directly crushed to the ground amidst the neighing.

    The airflow whistled, flying sand and rocks.

    A group of people came flying diagonally, stretched out their hands towards the void, and the rapidly spinning scimitar flew back backwards.

    "Xiao Shishilang!" When the bodyguards present saw the man, their expression changed wildly and they exclaimed in surprise.

    The man held the knife in his hand, like an all-pervasive wind, overwhelming the sky and covering the sky, no one was his single enemy.

    But at this moment, the sky exploded, the airflow exploded, and circles of ripples swayed like waves, overturning the vehicles, horses, and bodyguards below, and a voice without the slightest emotion sounded: "Xiao Shishi  Lang, I have been waiting for you for a long time, and your road has come to an end."

    Crash!

    The air flow was like splashing water, and the curtains were lifted one after another, and a long-breathing, majestic and deep figure appeared in the midair, and landed like a meteorite.

    The moment the toe fell to the ground, it seemed as if thousands of lightning strikes were struck in all directions, exploding one after another.

    The person who came was Yang Yingjie.

    Immediately afterwards, two powerful auras rose up, shooting towards them like an angry dragon, enveloping the front and back, and blocking 'Xiao Shishilang' in the center. They were Ge Yuankai and Qiao Shuangliang, the two pacifiers.

    "Xiao thief, how can you run away this time?" Qiao Shuangliang's eyes were cold.

    Without unnecessary nonsense, the three of them joined forces to attack, the light of the knife flew, cutting everything, interweaving into a net of heaven and earth, covering the location of 'Xiao Shishilang'.

    Yang Yingjie stretched out his hand to grab it.

    Ho Ho!

    Like a dragon singing and a tiger roaring, the power of this claw is majestic and vast, it seems to cover a radius of a hundred feet, sealing the sky and locking the earth, and suppressing all directions.

    'Xiao Shishilang' fell into a great crisis in an instant, his whole body was like a flat boat in the vast ocean, when a huge wave hit, he was hit flying across the sky without any resistance, and the scimitar flew out of his hand  .

    "Wrong? This person is not Xiao Shishilang!" Ge Yuankai and Qiao Shuangliang once fought against Xiao Shishilang, knowing the opponent's strength, they immediately noticed the abnormality.

    Yang Yingjie also frowned. This Xiao Shishilang was not as powerful as the rumors said. Doubts emerged in his heart, but his hands were not slow. He grabbed Xiao Shishilang with one claw and reached for the scimitar with the other.

    Boom!  Boom!

    The void trembled slightly, making a crisp sound, as if something was rushing over, it was a pure white deer, with four hooves raised, trampling the void, each hoof stepped on the air, making a buzzing sound.

    The white deer looked up to the sky and yelled.

    "White Deer Chengxiang! It's Master Bailu of Tianmingmen!" Ge Yuankai and Qiao Shuangliang's expressions changed. In their eyes, it was not a deer, but a middle-aged scribe in white robe.

    &nbsIs it Yang Yingjie?

    However, since he came here, Pei Yuan didn't think about running away without doing anything. After all, he is also a generation of martial arts legends. Even if he is wearing a vest now, it would be a shame.

    When he raised his head slightly, Pei Yuan's face changed, and he turned into the appearance of Xiao Shishilang, and looked at the guards: "Seeing my face, do you still need to sign up?"

    "Xiao Shishilang?"

    Those guards were stunned for a moment, then they took a closer look, then shouted loudly, and drew out their swords at the same time.

    Pei Yuan raised his palm up and held it up to the sky. The true energy in his palm was gathered, and suddenly he cut it off with his palm. The boiling true energy turned into an invisible air blade, which crashed down on the door wall. Amidst the loud explosion, the smoke and dust scattered.

    The reverberation of this life, like the roar of thunder, spread throughout the entire Yang Mansion, causing many maids, servants, guards, and members of the Yang clan to look around with surprised expressions on their faces.

    However, Pei Yuan had already jumped up and entered the Yang Mansion. With a step on his toes, he rose to a height of tens of feet in an instant.

    The scimitar at his waist flew out of his own accord, and landed in his palm. The wind and clouds gathered in the midair, and gusts of wind blew up, mixed with crackling electric arcs, and enveloped the Yang Mansion below.

    In the center of the mansion, the tallest observatory was the first to bear the brunt. Under the shroud of saber energy, it was as fragile as tofu, cracked and shattered.

    There was already chaos below, many people exclaimed, and at the same time there was a sound of clothes ripping through the wind, rushing towards Pei Yuan's direction.

    "Xiao Shishilang, how dare you? You are so courageous!" Fei Teng at the forefront is a white-bearded old man with a feathered crown, but at the moment he is a little out of breath. Jintang Yang has been rich for too long, and he has never been beaten by someone  ?

    The group of masters from the Yang family who followed behind the white-bearded old man also had ugly faces.

    They are regarded as the retainers of the Yang family, and most of them were cultivated by the Yang family with great painstaking efforts. Naturally, they have the duty of guarding the Yang family.

    Pei Yuan's figure flashed, and without using the Acacia Knife, he came up to the white-bearded old man in a breath, kicked out like a whirlwind, and hit his chest.

    Boom!

    The old man was directly kicked into the ground by him, smashing a huge deep hole in the hard floor.

    "My courage is not too great, but your courage is worthy of admiration. Even with this level of cultivation, you dare to attack Xiao."

    Among this group of people, the old man with white beard had the highest cultivation level, and his nine orifices were all open, but he was far from enough to face Pei Yuan.

    As the white-bearded old man was kicked into the ground, the rest of the people woke up like a dream, as if a basin of ice water was poured on the top of their heads, and their backs felt chills.  The energy is like silk, and the strands fly out, with a huge cutting force, the corpses of all warriors who stand in front of them will be separated in an instant.

    When he came to Jintang Yang's house, Pei Yuan originally wanted to search for spiritual things and make a big fuss by the way. As for Ni Zhuzhou's house, if he is still alive, he can also be rescued by the way.

    After solving these people, Pei Yuan walked in the direction of the master he felt earlier.

    At this time, the exclamation of "Xiao Shishilang" was everywhere in Yang's mansion. Everyone knew that Xiao Shishilang had come in. The maids and servants were naturally terrified, and the Yang family members were even more panicked, looking for places to hide.

    More martial arts guards rushed out, and Pei Yuan was killed casually. These people could not stop his way at all.

    In the brightly lit room, Madam Rui's face turned pale: "Xiao Shishilang, this villain still dares to come here? Yingjie is not here, and it may be difficult to resist with the strength of the mansion. What should I do?"

    She couldn't help but looked at Ye Li beside her, and said expectantly, "Master Ye, please help me."

    "Ma'am, don't worry, Ye Mou won't just stand by and watch, but Xiao Shishilang's cultivation is extremely high and he has spiritual soldiers in his hands, Ye Mou may not be able to defeat him." Ye Li sighed and looked at him  Mrs. Rui said: "I heard that Yang's residence also has a spirit weapon, can Madam borrow Ye for defense?"

    Madam Rui smiled bitterly and said, "I'm really sorry, Doctor Ye, except for Yingjie, no one knows where that thing is hidden. I have heard from Yingjie that there is a secret technique blocking the storage of that thing to prevent spiritual leakage."

    "Really?" Ye Li's eyes flickered, and he said, "Forget it, then Ye Mou will try his best to fight, but please ask Madam and Young Master to stay away for now."

    "Okay!" Mrs. Rui nodded, came to Yang He's bed, and patted a place lightly a few times, only to hear the crisp sound of "creak", the whole bed immediately sank, and even Mrs. Rui was slammed.  swallow it.

    Ye Li looked at Mrs. Rui, Yang He's figure was hidden in it, his hands were hanging down from his robe sleeves, he sighed softly: "It seems that the spirit soldier in Yang's mansion will not be available for a while, but fortunately there is another spirit soldier  It¡¯s not a waste of time to deliver it to your door.¡±

    While talking, he looked out of the door with a relaxed expression.??"The spiritual soldier from Yang's mansion seems to be out of reach for a while, but fortunately, another spiritual soldier came to the door by himself, so it's not a waste of time."

    While talking, he looked out of the door with a relaxed expression.
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