Chapter 1682 The ancestor who died and resurrected (2)
A strange voice suddenly sounded outside the courtyard, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
At this time, they also saw a stranger, holding a middle-aged man wearing only a pair of underpants with one hand, appearing at the door of the small courtyard.
At the same time, behind the stranger, Xiao Qian also looked over with an angry face.
But at this time, even though his face was full of anger, he did not take any action, but just watched quietly.
Woo! Woo! Woo!
But at this moment, a heartbreaking cry suddenly sounded in the courtyard.
Then everyone immediately saw that Xiao Yun, who had been extremely tough two seconds ago, rushed towards the stranger like a baby swallow throwing herself into the forest, and plunged into his arms.
While crying, he said intermittently: "Old... ancestor, he... they... they beat me, my... my face... my face hurts so much!"
As he spoke, he raised his head, pointed at the corner of his mouth with tears in his eyes and continued: "You...you...look here, woo...wu...wu..."
The more he cried, the more he felt aggrieved, and the snot and tears all rubbed against Xiao Han's chest.
At this time, Xiao Han looked confused.
Although Xiao Yun was only thirteen years old, the way she handled things just now was much better than Xiao Qian's, and she even called out her sister-in-law.
Even though he was beaten, he didn't flinch at all.
But now when he saw him appear, he turned into another face in an instant. This change of face was so fast that he even doubted whether he had heard wrong just now.
Woo! Woo! Woo!
The pitiful cries still sounded in his arms. Xiao Han was too lazy to care about it at this time, but his face had completely darkened.
He gently touched Xiao Yun's slightly swollen cheek and asked in a deep voice: "Who slapped me just now?"
"it's me."
Lin Hao in the small courtyard did not realize the seriousness of the matter. Seeing that both of them were only at the foundation-building stage, he sneered and continued: "What, you are the ancestor of the Xiao family?"
"I heard that you want to avenge him, but do you have the strength?"
"There should be!" Xiao Han said softly, without explaining too much, but continued to ask in a deep voice: "It was the hand that slapped Xiaoyun just now."
"Ha, are you planning to take action?"
Lin Hao stretched out his right hand, laughed and continued: "Come, come, come, let me see how you are going to avenge her."
"There are seven of my brothers who have reached the realm of foundation building. How can you, a little turtle grandson, take revenge?"
"Oh, you'll know later." Xiao Han didn't explain too much, but turned to look at Xiao Qian behind him, and continued in a deep voice: "Hey, why are you still standing there?"
"Someone is bullying your sister, shouldn't you do something?"
"Me?" Xiao Qian pointed to himself. He was a little confused at this time, but seeing the unquestionable look in his ancestor's eyes, he instantly knew that there was no room for negotiation.
Even if he is not an opponent, he still has to go.
Thinking of this, Xiao Qian stopped talking any more nonsense. As soon as he moved, he rushed towards Lin Hao in an instant.
"Ha, you really dare to take action?"
Lin Hao laughed loudly and continued with a proud face: "Doesn't he think that after breaking through the Qi Refining Perfection, he has the qualifications to challenge us?"
"Weisuo, Jia Yan, come with me to teach this guy a lesson."
The moment he finished speaking, he immediately made a gesture, and a long sword instantly flew out of his chest and went straight towards Xiao Qian.
At the same time, two people from the crowd walked out and summoned a flying sword.
Phew! Phew!
But before the flying sword could take off, two stones shot out like bullets, accurately hitting the wrists of Wei Suo and Jia Yan.
Click! Click!
As two crisp bones cracked, the wrists of the two men who were making gestures instantly dropped.
It was only then that Xiao Han said in a deep voice: "No one else is allowed to interfere in the fight between the two of them, otherwise this will be the end."
After saying that, he looked at Xiao Qian again and continued in a cold voice: "The hand that hit your sister must be cut off by me."
"Did you hear what I said?"
"Listen... I heard it." Xiao Qian replied quickly, but he saw a flash of panic in Lin Hao's eyes, and even the flying sword he was controlling paused in the air.
How could he let go of such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?
The gesture immediately changed, and as the true energy surged out wildly, a sharp sword light burst out from the flying sword.
Xiao Qian's palm controlling the flying sword also slashed hard at this moment.
when!
With a crisp impact, Lin Hao's flying sword flew out in an instant, and Xiao Qian also gained the upper hand and struck again without any hesitation.
At this time, the faces of the dozen or so black-clothed monks in the small courtyard had all turned extremely ugly.
They wanted to help, but they were extremely wary of the figure standing at the door, still softly comforting Xiao Yun.
With just two stones, Wei Suo and Jia Yan lost half their arms.
Even until this moment, they still didn't understand how they were injured, so they were even more afraid to take action at will.
Dang! Dang! Dang!
With one powerful blow, Xiao Qian became even more unreasonable and unforgiving.
Lin Hao, on the other hand, was too afraid of Xiao Han. At this time, his mentality was completely unstable, so he had to shout loudly: "Xiao Qian, you'd better not make a mistake."
"You can't bear the price of offending me."
"Ha, can't you bear it?" Xiao Qian sneered, but the movement of his hand showed no intention of stopping, and he slashed with one sword after another.
If it were before, he really wouldn't dare to offend the guy in front of him.
After all, Youyun Peak has declined. Although it occupies a mountain peak, there is not even a single foundation-building monk.
But things are completely different now. The ancestor who disappeared for three hundred years has returned.
Even Elder Deng Yuankui, who was in the late Jindan period, couldn't last three rounds under the hands of his ancestor, so he had nothing to fear.
Anyway, it was the Ancestor who ordered the action, and the Ancestor will bear all the consequences.
Now Xiao Qian had the consciousness to become a serf and start singing. He no longer said any nonsense, and the offensive in his hand instantly became three points more powerful.
Tear!
But at this moment, Lin Hao's dodge movement suddenly slowed down a beat, and the robe on his chest was instantly cut open, revealing the shining golden scales underneath.
When the sword struck his scales, not only did he not suffer any damage, he instead struck Xiao Qian with a ruthless expression.
Almost everyone did not react to this sudden change, and saw that Xiao Qian was about to be hit by a long sword.
call out!
A harsh whistle suddenly sounded in everyone's ears, and Lin Hao's arm that had just been raised suddenly jerked back as if it had been hit by a heavy object.
At the same time, a "click" came, and the arm immediately drooped.
At this time, a voice immediately shouted: "Why are you still standing there? Do you want me to cut off that arm myself?"
"I can still lose even though I have an advantage. I'll settle the score with you later."
With that said, before Xiao Qian could take action, he continued to say in a deep voice: "I don't care who you are, and I don't care who sent you."
"Anyone who walks into this small courtyard today will either have an arm cut off, or I will save an arm for you!"
