Jiang Heqian smiled fiercely, or was too ferocious and vicious, which caused the expressions of the guests to change slightly, and Fei Wangbai replied:
"Brother Hegan, a deep blood feud, you have to get revenge today, let's leave quickly! This is not a small fight on the East Coast, so you need to pay attention."
It turned out that this Jiang Heqian was an old friend of Fei Wangbai's arrangement to cause trouble in the East Coast families, and the Yu family couldn't search it many times, and they actually lived on the hill next to this Milin County.
"Let's go!"
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The terrain of Milin County is flat, the forest is dense, a handful of dark and moist soil can be squeezed out of oil, it is originally a treasure land for raising people, no matter how tens of thousands of relatives and children of the Yu family toss, they can still raise hundreds of thousands of people after all.
It was one morning when the sun passed over the five immortal mountains of Milin County, and a figure soared from the mountain.
The leylines of the five immortal mountains converge here, the spiritual veins converge, raising a large area of spiritual fields, and the city of Milin County is also located in it, relying on the convergence of the five earthly veins to form a large formation to hide its form, this large formation was carefully built by the Yu family, using the Yu family's ancestral jade court garrison for a while, which can not only resist the attacks of the foundation building monks, but also bless the people in the formation, spending a large amount of spirit stones for Yu Xiaogui.
Yu Xiaoou sat leisurely on the mahogany chair, twisted his gray beard, picked up an ancient book and read it carefully, he was the eldest brother of the Yu family's Xiao generation, and now he is at the peak of qi cultivation, he is more than 120 years old, and he has long since given up the idea of building a foundation, so he took an errand to sit in Fangshi, no longer practice, and read and listen to music every day, which is also comfortable.
After reading two or three pages, I saw a person hurriedly walking up to the next one, leading a group of clansmen, and said repeatedly:
"Master! I heard that the Li family beat Zhongshan! The ancestor went over alone! The head of the family sent someone over, saying that he wanted to mobilize the monks in the family."
"What?!"
Yu Xiaoou once got up and slapped his face, angry and panicked, and said in surprise:
"This fifth child is a gloomy and impatient person, how did he go alone! Li Tongya has always been cunning and vicious, what if the Li family is ambushed? Then Li Chijing has cultivated into a sword immortal, how can he be despised?"
The crowd was suddenly dumbfounded, Yu Xiaogui was a foundation building monk, and there were only a few monks in the family who dared to call him the fifth child so carelessly, Yu Xiaogui was gloomy, no one dared to tease his tiger beard, and Yu Xiaoou's words made them all frightened.
After all, Yu Xiaoou had practiced for a hundred years, and at a glance he could see that Yu Xiaogui and Yu Mugao were underestimating the enemy, the old man's chin trembled, his beard trembled, and he said eagerly:
"Where is Uncle Yufeng!"
"I don't know!"
The next piece of the elders panicked for a while, Yu Xiaoou hurriedly pressed down and shouted:
"Shut up!"
Seeing that all the elders were looking over, Yu Xiaoou scolded:
"A handful of people are still in a panic at their age, so take all the guys and go with me to Huazhongshan to find Yu Xiaogui!"
So everyone nodded repeatedly and was about to ride the wind, but they heard a shout and shouted:
"Slow down!"
A young man in black turned over from the crowd, his voice and expression were fierce, holding the letter high, and shouting:
"Inheriting the order of the head of the family, you are not allowed to go to Zhongshan!"
Yu Xiaoou suddenly became anxious and wanted to scold, but remembered that his nephew Yu Mugao had always been resourceful, so he could only scold patiently:
"If the head of the family has a plan, he will fucking say it bluntly, and he is still grinding here!"
Yu Xiaoou saw him struggling there again, stared at him and scolded again:
"Waste stuff! Speak!"
The man paused and shouted:
"What does the head of the family mean...... I will wait for a group of people to go to the south bank and attack Lijing Mountain!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately held their breath and thought, Yu Xiaoou immediately understood that Yu Xiaogui should not be in trouble in Hua Zhongshan, but he was just entangled, and immediately high-fived, his gray beard was raised at the roots, he already had a lot of experience, but he was anxious for a while and lost his senses, this time he just understood it lightly, nodded repeatedly, and shouted with emotion:
"This Mu Gao kid is vicious! At a glance, you can tell that it is Yu Xiaogui's seed, and the damn evil wolf gives birth to evil seeds, which is the truth! I have heard it clearly, attack Li Jing Mountain!"
Looking at the group of Yu family members who were either dull or suddenly enlightened, Yu Xiaoou seemed to have a fire burning in his heart, so he kicked the person in front of him and cursed:
"Damn fool! Cover up the word Yu on your clothes and magic tools! Whose murderous wife still leaves her name? ! Fool! I'm fucking dead, bringing a shopkeeper is more thoughtful than tying you together!"
The man at the bottom was fat and fat, and he rolled on the ground three times before straightening up, nodding his head again and again, and then the Yu family monks suddenly realized, and quickly tore the collar of the collar, so that the illusion was used, Yu Xiaoou's eyes were red with anger, and he scolded:
"If you are really a junior, what else can you do besides eating and drinking?!"
His heart and spleen were on fire, and he felt cold for a while, but he heard a thunderous roar, and the entire hall rolled down to dust, and the soles of his feet vibrated continuously.
"The Fei family... It's Fei Jia, Uncle Yufeng...... What happened to Uncle Yufeng?"
Yu Xiaoou only felt dizzy in his head, and the few people below looked at him inexplicably, and whispered to each other:
"This is ...... The formation was touched... Who dares to fall into the trap at this time..."
"Where is the ancestor? Just wait for the ancestor to come!"
Yu Xiaoou slowed down, then calmed down, suddenly felt tired, sighed deeply, and replied:
"Maintain your own formation flag and face the enemy!"
The monks of the Yu family entered the formation to maintain it, and Yu Xiaoou entered the formation map of the main control of the Jade Court Garrison for a while, and the large formation suddenly became much brighter, and Fei Wangbai in the sky was dressed in gray, his face was unclear, and his voice was hoarse and ugly, and he said in a loud voice:
"Daoist, this Yuting Shu Yi will be handed over to you."
Jiang Heqian also covered his face, but his voice and clothing were not hidden, and even the fog on his face was barely covered, and the approximate appearance was faintly visible, as if he was not afraid or even happy to be recognized by the Yu family, and replied in a cold voice:
"Don't worry, fellow Taoist! This Yuting Shu Yi is my eldest father's autobiography, and Yu Thief only knows that Yu Ting Shu Yi can use the leyline to merge the power of many formations, but he doesn't know the real secret!"
A milky white curtain of light rose from the formation below, and Yu Xiaoou's face faintly emerged from the formation, making a thunderous sound under the blessing of the formation.
"Why did a few Taoist friends attack me in Yujiafang City for no reason, please think about it clearly, my ancestor ......"
Yu Xiaoou still wanted to delay time, Fei Wangbai had already swept through his sleeve, making a huge bombardment sound on the formation, abruptly interrupting Yu Xiaoou's words, the robe and cloak behind him floated silently, Fei Wangbai was afraid that people would recognize him, restrained the change, and never took out his spear, the immortal base Dao Jin was already running secretly.
Jiang Heqian smiled coldly, gritted his teeth, the expression on his face was a little hideous, he was alone, he was not afraid, the jade texture appeared between the child holes, the palms were closed, and six jade-like white magic lights were released from the body, and the skin of the body was revealed with jade lines, extending from the elbows and earlobes, fluttering in the air, like several white silks.
This immortal foundation was just revealed, and the Yu family below was stunned, and even the positions controlled by someone were flickering and extinguishing, obviously shocked, without him, this Jiang Heqian's immortal foundation manifestation was actually the same as Yu Yufeng, the ancestor of the Yu family many years ago, which immediately made everyone think about it.
Yu Xiaoou was greatly shocked, and when he saw it, he was terrified and said in a panic:
"Yuting will ...... How is that possible!"
This Jiang Heqian cultivated the Immortal Foundation Jade Court General formed by the "White-Headed Knocking on the Court Scripture", the "White-Headed Knocking on the Court Scripture" has long lost that breath of "red dust on the court", and the Yu family only left a copy of this heaven and earth aura, which was used on Yu Yufeng's body, and there has been no cultivator since then.
He even ignored the two people who were attacking the formation, he was a little distracted and said in a low voice:
"It's you..."
The two people outside didn't give him a chance, Fei Wangbai never used a spear, but just used spells and fists and feet to suppress the jade courtyard for a while, while Jiang Heqian flew forward and pressed his palm up, and the extended jade texture came to life one after another.
"This is ......"
Yu Xiaoou's heart was in a state of turmoil, but he found that the formation was becoming more and more restless, and the control he relied on to maintain the formation was slowly weakening, Yu Xiaoou was restless, his heart was pounding, he felt incredible, and felt that it was a cause and effect between reason, Yu Xiaoou said in a stern voice:
"It's the Jiang family."
The formation was shaking, cracks and flickering visible to the naked eye appeared on the Jade Court Garrison for a while, Yu Xiaoou heard the terrified screams and faint crying outside the hall, and slowly let go of his hand.
"Peng!"
The Yuting garrison that the Yu family had painstakingly set up for a while, and the Jade Court Garrison formed by the spiritual veins of the five Immortal Mountain Veins was shattered like a piece of shredded paper under Jiang Heqian's spell, and the milky white light curtain slowly disappeared, turning into a streamer of stars, disappearing into the dense forest county.
The clusters of buildings below appeared, the city of Milin County had not yet reached the opening time, most of them were monks and guest ministers of the Yu family, a whole two foundation builders were here, a group of fetal breath and qi training monks had no formation to rely on, they still dared to stay there, and each fled in all directions.
Several guest ministers brought by Fei Wangbai fell to various positions, Jiang Heqian almost did not hesitate, his body moved, and he landed in the highest hall, crushing the dome of the hall with one foot and falling into it.
"Boom ......"
Yu Xiaoou was bitten back by Yu Tingshu, shocked to the point of pain in all internal organs, his mana was sucked clean, his body was empty, and he was about to fall, not to mention running away with the wind, he could only watch the tiles and gravel of the dome fall, and took a few steps back in vain.
"Are you...... Jiang family?"
Yu Xiaoou no longer thought about escaping, his expression was complicated, he had cultivated into an immortal foundation jade court general, and against the Yu family, there was a large number of cracking methods for the jade court guard, and then looking at Jiang Heqian's appearance, it was somewhat similar to his deceased wife, Yu Xiaoou had already identified.
The Yu family and the An family were originally monks with foreign surnames in the Jiang family, but later the Jiang family declined, and the Yu family cut the meat with the An family's blunt knife, encroaching on the Jiang family little by little.
Jiang Heqian's eyes were slightly fluttering, his two eyes had a sense of jade transparency like Yu Yufeng back then, and his two terrifying eyes stared straight at Yu Xiaoou.
Jiang Heqian was silent, only looking at Yu Xiaoou with his eyes, seeing Yu Xiaoou retreating again and again, looking embarrassed, although Yu Xiaoou is a Xiao generation, but because of the accumulation of age from generation to generation is greater than Yu Yufeng, his mother is the Jiang family, his grandmother is the Jiang family, he married the Jiang family, and the last one he killed was also the Jiang family.
Many chaotic visions appeared in Yu Xiaoou's mind, his mother, his grandmother, their eyes coincided at this moment, shuttling through his aging mind like thunder and lightning, Jiang Heqian had not yet made a move, and had already defeated Yu Xiaoou.
"Poof!"
Yu Xiaoou thought that the middle-aged man in front of him was his wife and brother, or his cousin and nephew, or something else, but his big jade-like hands had already penetrated Yu Xiaoou's chest and dug out the old man's beating heart.
Jiang Heqian felt a bone-chilling pleasure in his heart, but the old man's sad and surprised eyes made him feel unbearable, as uncomfortable as eating a fly, and he didn't dare to look directly at it, the ferocity in his eyes slowly deteriorated, turning into wet pain, Jiang Heqian thought:
"Maybe this old man is my brother-in-law, or cousin, or something else."
Jiang Heqian lowered his head and slowly twitched his arms, causing Yu Xiaoou to spit out a mouthful of blood, stained with white beard and bloodshot, he stared hard at the cloudy old eyes, wanting to see the middle-aged man's face clearly, seeing that his eyebrows and eyes were upright and generous, although his eyes were fierce and vicious, they still looked like his deceased wife, smart and with light sadness.
The woman looked at Yu Xiaoou with a mournful look, fifteen-year-old Yu Xiaoou was fascinated, he pulled her long hair and told her to close it.
The old man's chest rose and fell like a bellows, his saliva slipped from the corners of his mouth due to pain, and the stars fell bit by bit, and urine oozes out uncontrollably, and the ugly old man trembled and spat out two words:
"Qing'er."
Jiang Heqian laughed coldly, as if sarcastic about him, Yu Xiaoou only looked down at the white arm that passed through his chest, and the wrinkled old hand covered the arm as if soothing, and patted it lightly and gently.
The breath that the peak qi cultivation was hanging on his aging body was loosened, and Yu Xiaoou's vitality dissipated, and he hung his head in a daze.