Chapter 350 Give you one minute!

Clang!

A crisp sound!

The sword was directly knocked away by Yang Luo's palm!

"Boy, how dare you kill my Jiang family? You are so courageous!"

A mellow voice came over.

Everyone present turned their heads to look.

I saw three figures walking towards this side step by step.

Walking at the front was a young man who looked somewhat similar to Jiang Mingyu.

This young man is wearing a green gown, has a tall and handsome figure, and is holding a long sword.

Following behind was a young man and woman.

The man was wearing a black gown and the woman was wearing a purple gown, both holding a sword in their hands.

These three young men had an aloof temperament and a sense of arrogance in their eyes, and they ignored everyone present.

After Yang Luo felt it for a moment, he realized that the cultivation levels of these three young men were not low.

The man in green shirt has the highest level of cultivation and has entered the early stage of Grand Master.

In addition, the young man and woman also had the Dzogchen cultivation level.

There is no doubt that these three young people are definitely not ordinary people.

When they saw this man in green shirt, Jiang Maolin, Jiang Mingyu and other members of the Jiang family were stunned for a moment, and then a look of surprise appeared on their faces!

"Chengying!"

"Third brother!"

Jiang Maolin, Jiang Mingyu and others shouted in surprise.

Therefore, this man in green shirt is Jiang Mingyu’s third brother, Jiang Chengying.

Seeing Jiang Chengying's arrival, everyone in the Jiang family suddenly felt confident.

Jiang Mingyu stood up directly, looked at Yang Luo, and said with an arrogant expression: "Boy, my third brother is the direct disciple of the third elder of the Wanjian Sect of the ancient martial arts sect!

He is also the most talented disciple of the younger generation of Wanjian Sect!

Now that my third brother is back, if you want to touch our Jiang family, just dream!"

"Mr. Jiang, we are followers of your Jiang family, you must protect us!"

"As long as we can survive this crisis, our Zhao family is willing to donate half of our assets!"

"Our Liu family is also willing to donate half of our assets!"

At this moment, the heads of other families also stood up and begged for the Jiang family's protection.

Jiang Maolin said proudly: "Don't worry, as long as my nephew Chengying is here, nothing will happen to you today!"

"Haha, that would be great!"

"Thank you Mr. Jiang!"

The heads of the other families laughed, and felt confident in their hearts. They looked at Yang Luo with less fear than before.

At this time, Hong Yunzhi walked over and whispered: "Mr. Yang, the Wanjian Sect is a major sect in the ancient martial arts world, far beyond what the Xuanyin Sect can compare to!

Even if we are the general leader of the Huaguo Martial Alliance, we still have to give Wanjianmen three points of thin face!

If you can, you must not be an enemy of Wanjianmen!"

"Then it depends on whether they understand current affairs."

Yang Luo replied lightly.

Hong Yunzhi was stunned immediately.

What's the meaning?

Is it possible that Yang Luo really wants to compete with Wanjianmen?

If that were really the case, then things would be really big!

Yang Luo looked up at Jiang Chengying and said, "Do you want to stand up for the Jiang family?"

Jiang Chengying held the sword in his right hand and clasped his left hand behind his back. He looked at Yang Luo with contempt and said, "As long as I'm here, you can't even think about touching a hair in the Jiang family!"

The woman in purple shirt also said arrogantly: "Boy, we are not something you can mess with!

If you know what's going on, take your people and get out of here!"

Yang Luo was unmoved, his eyes were calm, without any ripples.

The man in black shirt said solemnly: "Boy, didn't you hear what we said? Get out of here!"

"Damn it, so what if Wanjianmen is great? Why are you pretending?"

Bu Jie suddenly became unhappy and shouted loudly.

"Smelly monk, are you looking for death?"

The man in black shirt looked at Bujie coldly.

Bu Jie was not afraid at all, and said in a shocked voice: "I just want to die, if you have the ability, come and kill me!"

"presumptuous!"

The man in black gave a loud shout, flashed out of the way, brought out afterimages, and stabbed Bujie with his sword!

call out!

This sword is as fast as a stream of light, the sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and the murderous intent is rampant!

Bujie reacted quickly and raised the dragon-marked Zen staff in his hand to resist!

Ding!

The long sword collided with the Zen staff, making a clear sound!

The true energy is surging, the fire is radiating, and it is extremely gorgeous!

However, Bu Jie was able to withstand the sword of the man in black without taking even a step back!

The man in black shirt was slightly startled and said: "Smelly monk, you do have some strength!

Next, I want to see if you can still block the sword in my hand!"

As he said that, the man in black shirt flipped his wrist and struck Bujie with a sword!

This sword is extremely sharp, even more terrifying than the one just now!

However, he refused to dodge or retreat. He directly swung the dragon-marked Zen staff in his hand and smashed it!

In an instant!

Bang!

The swords and staffs collided, causing a terrifying crash!

The true energy and the sword energy intertwined together, rippled out, and tore the earth apart!

Under this collision, Bujie and the man in black were knocked back at the same time!

Bujie was knocked back seven or eight meters before he stabilized his body!

The man in black shirt was knocked back for more than ten meters before he stabilized his body!

Seeing that he was at a disadvantage, the man in black shirt felt very embarrassed and suddenly became furious!

"Stinky monk, I'm going to kill you!"

The man in black shirt roared angrily and charged forward again with his sword.

"roll!"

Yang Luozhen shouted and smacked him out!

This palm seemed ordinary, but the moment it was struck, it exploded with power like a landslide and tsunami!

The man in black shirt's eyes narrowed sharply, he flipped his wrist and struck forward with a sword!

clang!

Accompanied by a deafening crash!

The man in black shirt was directly knocked away!

"Brother Qiu!"

The woman in the purple shirt screamed in surprise and quickly stepped forward to help the man in the black shirt.

Jiang Chengying's face darkened and he asked, "Zixiang, are you okay?"
To be continued...