Jiang Xiaoye walked up quickly, grabbed Chu Qing and threw it to Master Meng Wu.

Chu Qing had no power to resist at all.

The sudden change made many people watch it, and Xin Menghu was even more alert.

"Who is yours? This is my grudge with the Chu family. Please don't interfere."

The chair contained extremely powerful force, so Xin Menghu naturally understood what this meant. This young man seemed to be no weaker than Song Ren!

How is this possible? Have you started practicing since the womb?

"It's him!"

Song Renzhi was surprised, and he naturally knew Jiang Xiaoye.

"Master Song, do you know who this is?" Chu Jinhe found that his son had been rescued, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. He then found that there seemed to be a turning point.

"I met in Jiangcheng at the beginning. I was very strong and became friends with your son. This person is very... strange."

After thinking about it, Song Renzhi summarized his evaluation of Jiang Xiaoye with strangeness.

"This is brought by Chu Qing." Chu Shiyuan immediately explained to Chu Jinhe.

Jiang Xiaoye was not sure at all and looked around.

"Brother, what are you looking for?" Chu Qing saw Jiang Xiaoye looking around and asked quickly.

"I want to find a sword..."

Jiang Xiaoye didn't carry the small sword. He was at least twice as strong as he was without a sword, especially after he even practiced the sword sword.

"Who has brought the sword? I'll give it to my brother!"

Chu Qing shouted immediately.

"Mr. Chu, I'll take it!"

A bodyguard immediately walked in, with a two-foot short sword on his waist, and threw it directly to Jiang Xiaoye.

Jiang Xiaoye reached out to take it, and immediately felt a sharp aura after pulling it out. He bounced it and made a sound.

Xin Menghu said with an ugly expression: "Who is you? Why do you have to wade into this muddy water?"

There are many masters who use cold weapons, but now few people use cold weapons when fighting, because masters fight with cold weapons, which can be said to be either dead or injured.

Jiang Xiaoye waved the short sword in his hand, and a white sword aura instantly sucked out, and the whole sword seemed to have become some.

"True Qi leaves the body? Grandmaster?"

Xin Menghu's face changed, and his true energy came out of his body!

There was a burst of exclamation. Even Song Renzhidu couldn't help but take two steps forward, and even Feng Chun, who was sitting cross-legged, stood up.

He has seen Jiang Xiaoye and has been ridiculed by him, Grandmaster?

"I'm not a master, and I don't know if it's a master. That, do you want to choose a weapon? My strength will be much lower without a sword."

The Haoran sword gang that Jiang Xiaoye practiced is powerful and his swordsmanship is extremely mysterious, so he still feels that using weapons can make him more confident.

"You are not from the Chu family, I refuse!"

After all, Xin Menghu had fought against two masters in a row before, and the consumption was not small. Another cold weapon master who was suspected to be a master of the grandma...

"Fuck, Master Song and Master Feng were also invited by us. Why did you agree? Are you scared?" Chu Qing was also a little stunned at this moment. Master? The legend he had always envied, and his brother was actually the master?

Then he was overjoyed. So, is the Chu family worry-free?

"Who are you?"

Seeing Jiang Xiaoye's appearance, Xin Menghu obviously planned to intervene.

"Can you fight? Hurry up." Jiang Xiaoye was worried that he would be retaliated after saying that, so he didn't plan to report himself.

"Get a stick!"

Xin Menghu can also be cold in weapons. After all, with weapons on his body, sometimes it is better than close.

Immediately, the Tiger Gang threw a black and golden eyebrows stick.

Xin Menghu threw away the iron gall, grabbed it and shook it.

"There is righteousness between heaven and earth!"

Jiang Xiaoye's face turned right, and in an instant, the aura on his body began to dissipate. Haoran's sword energy sucked and spitted, and rushed forward in one step.

"Good come!"

Xin Menghu roared, and his muscles suddenly bulged and swept across with one stick.

"Sher!"

Xin Menghu's pupils shrank, then retreated violently.

This is made of special wood, but it was cut off directly!

You must know that this stick is blessed by its true energy and is as hard as steel!

Jiang Xiaoye grabbed the cut black stick and pulled it suddenly, and at the same time stabbed Xin Menghu with a sword.

"What a quick sword!"

Xin Menghu's pupils shrank.

The scene was silent.

Xin Menghu's eyebrows were damaged by the sharp Haoran sword aura, and his face was covered with blood.

Jiang Xiaoye pointed at Xin Menghu at the tip of his sword, and he had an unreal feeling himself.

Win? That's it?

However, he understood that if Xin Menghu had not underestimated the power of his Haoran sword energy and his stick was cut off directly, he would probably have lost so quickly.

"Win!"

Chu Qing immediately roared, rushed over and pushed Master Meng away and said, "I won! Brother, you won!"

It was indeed a win. Xin Menghu felt that as long as Jiang Xiaoye was willing, he would be pierced into his head in an instant.

Jiang Xiaoye took back his sword and said, "You lost."

"How is it possible..."

Xin Menghu's eyes revealed an incredible look, and the blood on his face made him look extremely ferocious.

"No, it's impossible!"

Xin Menghu looked at Jiang Xiaoye, wandering and fighting for ten years of life and death. Today, Fenghu returned to the mountain, but found that everything was fantasy.

"Check me a palm!"

With a wave of his hand, Xin Menghu threw away half of the wooden stick. He shouted angrily, raised his right hand and slapped Jiang Xiaoye suddenly.

Jiang Xiaoye is not a fool. He has already reached the peak of his energy and has no hesitation to meet him with all his strength.

"drink!"

"Peng!"

With a dull sound, Jiang Xiaoye took a few steps back, and Xin Menghu rolled out directly.

“So strong…”

Jiang Xiaoye's arms were trembling, and his spiritual energy was swam away quickly before he could recover his consciousness.

Jiang Xiaoye gave his all to this palm.

"Hahaha...lost..."

Xin Menghu struggled to get up, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and said with a smirk: "I lost, hahahaha... Years of hard work are gone, ridiculous, ridiculous!"

Then he turned around and looked at the group of old men from the Tiger Gang and knelt down directly.

"Tiger!"

"Tiger!"

The group of people from the Tiger Gang felt something was wrong and immediately shouted.

"Don't!" Jiang Xiaoye immediately shouted when he realized that it was wrong, and it was too late to rush over to stop him.

"Click!"

Xin Menghu slapped his dantian with a palm, and in an instant, his whole body softened and slowly fell to the ground.

"Hu..." Jiang Xiaoye's heart accelerated in fear, and he breathed out, thinking that Xin Menghu was going to commit suicide.

He just trashed his dantian and became an ordinary person.

This result made Jiang Xiaoye feel very good. At least no one died, and the Chu family was in contact with the crisis.

Master Ma San immediately rushed over with a group of people. Jiang Xiaoye stepped forward and stopped him, frowned and said, "The person has been abandoned, what are you doing?"

"Get out, get out!"

Chu Qing understood Jiang Xiaoye's personality, and went up and kicked Ma Sanye down, then kicked him down a few more and said, "What are you doing? Get out, that's it today, no one needs to cause trouble for them, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"

These days, he has also learned a lot about Jiang Xiaoye's personality.
Chapter completed!