Chapter 1682 The Resurrected Ancestor (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 shorts with one hand, and appeared at the door of the courtyard.

At the same time, behind the stranger, Xiao Qian also looked over with anger.

But even though he was full of anger at this time, 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 was extremely tough two seconds ago, rushed to the stranger like a young swallow into the forest and plunged into his arms.

While crying, she said intermittently: "Old... Ancestor, he... they... they hit me, my... my face... my face hurts so much!"

She raised her head, pointed at the corner of her mouth with tears in her eyes and continued: "You... you... look here, wu... wu... wu..."

She felt more and more wronged as she cried, and her face was full of snot and tears, all rubbing on Xiao Han's chest.

At this time, Xiao Han was confused.

Although Xiao Yun was only thirteen years old, her way of dealing with things just now was much better than Xiao Qian's, and she even called him a little aunt.

Even when she was beaten, she didn't retreat at all.

But now, when she saw him appear, she suddenly changed into another face. This rapid change of face even made him doubt whether he had heard it wrong just now.

Wu! Wu! Wu!

The pitiful crying sound was still ringing 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 Xiao Yun just now?"

"It was me."

Lin Hao in the 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: "Why, are you the ancestor of the Xiao family?"

"I heard that you want to avenge him, but do you have the strength to do so?"

"I think so!" Xiao Han said softly, without explaining too much, but continued to ask in a deep voice: "It was that hand that slapped Xiao Yun just now."

"Ha, are you going to take action?"

Lin Hao stretched out his right hand. hand, laughing and continued: "Come, come, come, let me see how you are going to avenge her."

"Among these brothers of mine, there are seven who have reached the foundation-building stage. What can you, a little bastard, use to avenge her?"

"Hehe, you will know later." Xiao Han did not explain too much, but turned to look at Xiao Qian behind him, and continued in a deep voice: "Hey, what are you still standing there for?"

"Someone bullied your sister, shouldn't you do something?"

"Me?" Xiao Qian pointed at himself, a little confused at this time, but seeing the unquestionable look in the eyes of the ancestor, he instantly knew that there was no room for negotiation.

Even if he was not an opponent, he had to go up.

Thinking of this, Xiao Qian no longer said any more nonsense, and as soon as he moved his body, he instantly rushed towards Lin Hao.

"Ha, you really dare to do it?"

Lin Hao laughed loudly, and continued with a smug look on his face: "He doesn't think that after breaking through the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, he has the qualifications to challenge us!"

"Weisuo, Jia Yan, come with me to teach this guy a lesson."

The moment the voice fell, he immediately made a gesture, and a long sword instantly flew out from his chest and went straight to Xiao Qian.

At the same time, two people in the crowd also came out and summoned a flying sword.

Swish! Swish!

But before the flying sword took off, two stones shot out like bullets, accurately hitting the wrists of Weisuo and Jia Yan.

Kacha! Kacha!

With two crisp bone cracking sounds, the wrists of the two people who were making gestures also drooped instantly.

Until then, 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."

As he said 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?"

"I heard...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 controlled paused in the air.

How could he let go of such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

The gesture changed immediately, and as the true essence surged out, a sharp sword light suddenly burst out from the flying sword.

And Xiao Qian's palm, which controlled the flying sword, also slashed down fiercely at this time.

Dang!

With a crisp collision sound, Lin Hao's flying sword flew out in an instant, and Xiao Qian took advantage of the situation and slashed again without hesitation.

At this time, the faces of the dozen black-robed monks in the courtyard had all turned ugly.

They wanted to help, but they were extremely afraid of the figure standing at the door and comforting Xiao Yun.

Just two stones, half of Wei Suo and Jia Yan's arms were disabled.

Even until this time, they didn't understand how they were injured, so they didn't dare to attack at will.

Dang! Dang! Dang!

After a successful attack, Xiao Qian became even more unreasonable.

Lin Hao was too afraid of Xiao Han, and his mentality was completely unstable at this time. He had to shout loudly: "Xiao Qian, you'd better not make a mistake."

"You can't afford the price of offending me."

"Oh, can't afford it?" Xiao Qian sneered, but his hands did not stop at all, and he slashed with sword after sword.

If it were before, he really didn't dare to offend the guy in front of him.

After all, Youyun Peak has declined. Although it occupies a mountain, there is not even a foundation-building cultivator.

But now it is completely different. The ancestor who disappeared for three hundred years has returned.

Even Elder Deng Yuankui, who was in the late Jindan period, could not last three rounds under the hands of the ancestor. What else is there for him to fear?

Anyway, it was the ancestor who asked him to do it, and all the consequences will be borne by the ancestor.

Now Xiao Qian has a kind of consciousness of singing a song of a liberated serf, and no longer says any nonsense. The offensive in his hands instantly became three points more fierce.

Tear!

At this moment, Lin Hao's evasive action suddenly slowed down a little, and a hole was instantly cut in his robe on his chest, revealing the golden scale armor inside.

He not only did not suffer any damage when the sword hit the scale armor, but he slashed at Xiao Qian with a fierce look on his face.

Almost everyone did not react to this sudden change, and saw that Xiao Qian was about to be hit by the sword.

Swish!

A sharp whistle suddenly sounded in everyone's ears, and Lin Hao's arm, which had just been raised, seemed to be hit by a heavy object, and it suddenly jumped back.

At the same time, a "click" was heard, and the arm suddenly drooped down.

At this time, a voice immediately shouted: "What are you still standing there for? Do you want me to cut off that arm myself?"

"You still lost despite having all the advantages. I will settle the score with you later."

Before Xiao Qian could make a move, he continued in a deep voice: "I don't care who you are or who sent you."

"Anyone who walks into this courtyard today must either cut off an arm or I will keep one for you!"