Yinyu and Qinghe took action almost at the same time. The two breaths collided in the hall, making a loud bang. Qinghe's body was shocked by the other's breath and took a few steps back. The blood in his chest surged. He knew that he was no match for Yinyu.
, his face changed slightly, he grabbed his daughter's arm, swept backwards, and led her back to the square outside the temple.
"Haha, Qinghe, you are no match for me. If you are sensible, please advise your daughter to play with me for a few days. When I am in a better mood, I will return her to you!"
Yinyu gave a long laugh, swayed, and chased outside the hall. The few people who accompanied Yinyu left two Yinhuns guarding the injured Yinyu. The others followed Yinyu and poured out of the hall, joining Qinghe.
Father and daughter confront each other.
"Xue Shaoxia is right, you are indeed a lecherous person..."
Qing Hehu stared at Yinyu, his face as gloomy as water. The other party openly molested her daughter. It was obvious that he did not take him as the lord of Chiyang City into consideration at all. At this time, if he continued to care about the identity of the other party
, if there is any background, it is really spineless, and it will make people laugh if it spreads.
However, Qinghe also understood that Yinyu was so powerful that it was impossible for him to compete with it on his own. Fortunately, as the lord of a city, he still had a lot of trump cards in his hand. When he saw Yinyu and others sneering,
After chasing him out, the tiger's eyes flashed with ejaculation, and his mouth let out a long howling sound.
Amidst the roar, dozens of figures gathered from all directions in Chiyang City toward the City Lord's Mansion, and landed on the square in front of the main hall where Qinghe was. From the auras surging on these people, it could be sensed that none of them were.
The weak.
"Boss, why are you summoning us in such a hurry? I'm having a drink with Hongyu in the Yinxiang Pavilion..." A middle-aged man with a mustache and an elegant demeanor landed next to Qinghe and put away the spiritual products.
Origami. He held it in his hand and fanned it gently, saying with a resentful expression.
"Yes, brother, what happened?"
After listening to the middle-aged man's question, a dozen other people also looked at Qinghe with doubts on their faces.
These people who came to the City Lord's Mansion are all life and death friends of the City Lord Qinghe, sworn brothers, and are now guests of the City Lord's Mansion. Now they all live in Chiyang City, and they have formed an offensive and defensive alliance with Qinghe.
, others will lend a helping hand as soon as possible.
It is precisely with these dozen masters whose strength is comparable to Qinghe's that Chiyang City has been able to repel monsters from attacking the city many times over the years and maintain a safe and stable situation.
Seeing the help coming, Qinghe was already invincible against Yinyu and others. His face softened slightly, he cupped his hands towards the dozen people, and said in a deep voice: "Someone is making trouble in my city lord's mansion, I am not him
The opponent had no choice but to call all the brothers to help..."
Qinghe is the strongest among this group of brothers. Even he is not a match for the troublemaker. It can be seen how powerful the opponent is, and the others are slightly shocked.
The middle-aged man with a mustache glanced at Yinyu and others, took a step forward, pointed his folding fan at Yinyu and others from afar, and said: "Boss, who are the troublemakers?"
Qinghe nodded and said: "Yes. It's them. The silver-haired man's cultivation may have reached the early stage of Nascent Soul."
"Early stage of Nascent Soul?"
The middle-aged man and others couldn't help but gasped when they heard this. They are all cultivators. Their current cultivation level is lingering in the spiritual silence period and has made almost no progress in decades. Therefore, they know the hardships and difficulties of cultivation, and they also know
Every improvement in strength requires not only a huge price, but also a certain amount of opportunity. It is really unimaginable that the silver-haired man opposite who looks young has already entered the Nascent Soul realm.
In this Chiyang City, a cultivator at the Nascent Soul realm is definitely considered a top powerhouse and cannot be easily offended. The middle-aged man and others did not expect that this silver-haired man would appear in the city lord's mansion, and he would also be with their eldest brother Qinghe.
Qinghe was a cultivator at the peak of Lingji Realm. He was no match for the silver-haired man at the early stage of Yuanying. No wonder he summoned people like himself to help.
"What's going on? It's not a good thing to make enemies with such a strong man!" An old man with white hair and beard on crutches came to Qinghe and asked in a low voice.
Mentioning this, Qinghe's face became a little more ugly. He snorted and said angrily: "Those people just came to visit me. At first, I thought they wanted to make friends with me, so I warmly received them. Who?
Knowing that they... they are shameless people, they actually uttered obscene words and asked Qingluan to accompany him. They also said that if I didn't want to, they would invite experts to massacre my city lord's mansion..."
When Qing He said this, the middle-aged man and others all understood what was going on. The silver-haired man and others fell in love with Qing Luan. They relied on their strength and wanted to seize it. They even threatened Qing He. No wonder Qing He
They will be summoned in a hurry.
Although they know that the other side is powerful, at this moment, our side has a large number of people and has the home field advantage. If there is a conflict, our side has a greater chance of winning, so everyone on Qinghe's side is not afraid of Yinyu and others.
"What an arrogant boy! I want to see what you can do to slaughter the city lord's mansion!"
The middle-aged man's eyes suddenly became sharp, and his aura surged. The folding fan in his hand was suspended in the air in front of him, and white light appeared around the fan. As long as he thought about it, the folding fan, which was a spiritual weapon, would turn into a white light and fly out.
Attack the silver jade on the opposite side.
Qinghe and a dozen other people are all masters of the Spiritual Silence stage. Although their individual combat power is not as good as Yinyu's, together they are just as strong as the silver-haired man. And the disciples of the same sect who came with Yinyu are
His strength is too weak, and he can't do much to help him with his hands.
Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, the corner of Yinyu's mouth twitched a few times, a look of solemnity appeared on his face, his eyes with a strange look looked directly at Qinghe, the aura around him surged, and he said solemnly: "You really want to
Will you risk being slaughtered and fight with us?"
Several people behind Yinyu looked at each other, took a step at the same time, and stood side by side with Yinyu. In the hands of several people, a silver long sword appeared in their hands. The sword body reflected the sunlight and gave off a dazzling silver light.
Mang.
When the old man saw the silver sword in the hands of Yinyu and others, he frowned deeply and his eyes flickered, as if he was thinking about something. Suddenly, with a look of horror on his face, he pointed at Yinyu and said in a voiceless voice: "You...
…Are you from the Silver Sword Sect?”
As soon as he said the words "Silver Sword Sect", everyone present, including Qing He, changed their expressions at the same time.
The Silver Sword Sect, a famous cultivation sect on the Central Continent, is one of the eight major cultivation sects in the world. There are many strong men in the sect. It is said that the cultivation of its leader is already at the peak of the integration stage, and is infinitely close to the tribulation stage.
, with such a cultivation level, looking at the entire Central Continent, they are the top strong men, and they can easily destroy a city with the flip of a palm.
It is no exaggeration to say that when Qinghe and others faced off against the Silver Sword Sect, it was like a duel between ants and giant elephants. Their strength was not on the same level at all. It is no wonder that Qinghe and others would be confused when they heard the words "Silver Sword Sect".
He was shocked and pale.
"You actually recognized me..." Yinyu chuckled, with unconcealable pride in his eyes, and said to Qinghe in a contemptuous tone: "Now that I say I can slaughter your city lord's mansion, do you have any questions?
?”
Qinghe's face changed several times, and finally he took a deep breath and said solemnly: "Don't think that with the tyrannical strength of the Silver Sword Sect behind you, you can do whatever you want! If your lustful thoughts about Qingluan don't die, I, Qinghe, will do whatever you want for the sake of my daughter.
We can only fight to the death!"
"Brother, we will stand with you no matter what!"
The middle-aged man and others said in unison. The dozens of breaths they released gathered together in the air, forming a huge wave of pressure, locking Yinyu and others firmly. As long as Yinyu dares to take action,
, they dared to accept the challenge. As for whether it would attract large-scale revenge from the Silver Sword Sect, they no longer thought about it at this time. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations and monthly votes.