"What are the guests?" Xiaohu asked, looking forward to him.

Elder Song waved his hand: "This is my home, what are you going to say hello?"

He stood at the gate and looked at the huge yard, with a little warmth in his eyes.

"What a big yard, it's really a wealthy family." The tall elder Wen exclaimed.

Aunt Ye said with a smile: "It's all bought by Wei Yang..."

"What's his or her? He is a child, what do you want so many families to do?" Elder Qiu said loudly.

Elder Song smiled and saw Wei Yangshi coming out of the backyard. He saw five women in the kitchen. Two pretty women also came out of the salt shop with the door open beside him. He nodded and said, "You are busy with yourself."

Then he said, "We'll be back...ah ah ah ah!"

Aunt Ye walked to Wei Yang, touched the back of his head and smiled, "You've been busy these days."

"It's okay." Wei Yang looked at the short and concise old man. His face was as bright as gold paper and his figure had a ridiculous coordination. He saw that his torso was thin and short, but his limbs were longer than others. He was wearing a long blue and white robe, his hands were huddled in his sleeves, and his walking was as light as willow catkins, as if his feet were not walking on the ground.

This person must be very skilled in light skills.

The other two couldn't tell anything too much. The tall aura was chaotic, obviously seriously injured, the slightly short one closed his mouth tightly, and his chest was undulating.

Wei Yang turned his gaze to Elder Song's face and nodded, "It's good to come back."

Elder Song's eyes became hot, and he couldn't help but laugh and said, "Of course I have to come back, is the house enough to live in?"

"Our houses are all arranged, are they?" Wei Yang glanced at the short old man and pointed to the guest room, "There are some accommodations, but you can't make trouble."

Whoosh-

Before he finished speaking, the short and concise old man suddenly seemed like a ray of smoke and rushed over to the ground. In the blink of an eye, he had already arrived in front of Wei Yang's eyes. He sneered, "Hey, boy is so arrogant. I'll draw seven or eight turtles on your face... not good!"

He intentionally showed off, but when he came to Wei Yang, he didn't start first, but held his hands and smiled and looked at him coldly, as if he wanted to suppress it with words first.

But he didn't want to. Aunt Ye smiled slightly, stepped back slightly, waved her hand to signal Elder Song not to care too much, obviously she didn't think that the old man would hurt Wei Yang.

suddenly!

A sword flower bloomed from the old man's chest, and a cold light flashed, and a long sword stabbed silently into the old man's chest.

"Huashan Sect's Sword Technique?" Elder Wen said in surprise.

The old man caught off guard and felt that the sword technique was so sophisticated that it was so sharp that it was caught off guard. He saw the sword light changing endlessly. He knew that it was so powerful that he had to retreat.

Wei Yang held Aunt Ye’s iron sword in his hand, and his purple light flashed on his face, and said coldly: “You are here to be a guest, don’t you know the etiquette of being a guest?”

As soon as he finished speaking, his feet were like dead leaves falling to the ground, rising with the wind, without any rules, but extremely fast. He reached the old man in the blink of an eye. Another move of the "Songshan Fierce Wind" in the "Songfeng Sword Technique" in the long sword in his hand was another move. This sword would cover the acupoints beside the old man.

The old man retreated again and shouted in a low voice: "Boy, do you dare to seek death?"

"What is your identity, don't you know?" Wei Yang shouted, and he was merciless in his hand. He stabbed the old man's torso with one sword and one sword, and said sternly, "No matter what I do, Dongfang Bubai is your enemy. If it weren't for Old Man Song's intake, you would be like a broken dog, and you dare to take my family business?"

One sentence after another was a dozen times the sword move. His sword technique was fast and fierce, and his feet were so agile that there was no obscure between the sword technique.

Elder Song was startled, and immediately smiled and cursed: "Okay, right, this old man is the most rude, you can beat him."

Aunt Ye smiled and said, "Child, you have to remember that Elder Hao is the descendant of the Green Winged Bat King back then. His light skills are extremely good. Carefully take care of his body skills."

Elder Hao cursed: "What are you two doing? I dare not kill this kid?"

"You dare not." At this time, two masters came out silently in the side room.

Ding Jian's martial arts skills have now surpassed before. They teach martial arts with Wei Yang every day, and their internal skills have improved tremendously. Whenever they talk to Wei Yang in depth, they feel that he occasionally reveals the martial arts that they cannot improve for a long time in a few words.

Just Ding Jian, he has now used a single-character sword and even stopped the light.

The silent and lightning-fast sword move was several times faster than a few months ago, and it was also combined with some of the fast-wind sword moves. It was really a sword in hand that threatened the heroes.

The two men secretly stared at the two elders Wenqiu, and formed a siege against Elder Hao.

Elder Wen was shocked. Although he was seriously injured, he was still very conscious.

But he didn't notice two people in the room.

Elder Qiu even opened his hands, like an eagle's claw.

They didn't dare to be careless when facing these two masters.

Elder Song looked at Ding Jian in shock and bowed, "Are you a friend of Ding Jianding, a single word??"

Let’s look at Shi Lingwei’s golden sword again: “You must be a friend of the five gods Shi Lingweishi?”

Ding Jian said coldly: "There is no need to mention the name of the world. Now I am only a entourage by Xiaolang."

Elder Song was overjoyed and shouted: "Child, don't be polite to that guy. Do you have any sword moves? Just use them. This guy is a good material for practicing! "

Elder Hao was so angry that he was furious that he cursed: "Can I enter the thief's nest?"

Wei Yang kept silent. He could not hurt the corner of Elder Hao's clothes after hundreds of swords. He heard that he was the descendant of the Green-Winged Bat King, and immediately felt a little excited in his heart and said secretly: "Although this old man is joking, he will mention the ownership of the yard when he enters the door. If this does not calm him down, there will be conflicts in the future."

With a thought, Wei Yang immediately used the Zixia magical power, and used the seventy-two evil-proof sword techniques for a while. He saw a lot of figures in the yard. He turned around Elder Hao three or five times in a blink of an eye, and each circle was pierced with dozens of sword moves.

"Huh?" Elder Song looked shaking, and he carefully observed the sword technique and blurted out, "What kind of martial arts is this? Why is it so weird?"

Aunt Ye did not tell him about the evil-repelling sword technique.

During this period, Elder Hao flew to the backyard.

But a piece of cloth on his butt was swaying in the wind.

It turned out that half of Wei Yang's swords fell on his clothes.

At this moment, Wei Yang suddenly stopped his sword move, covered his forehead with one hand, and made several dry retching sounds in his throat.

Using Zixia Technique to activate the evil-repelling sword technique, it is indeed troublesome. The sword technique is twice as slow as it is, and it is also vibrating violently.

The most uncomfortable thing is that he is dizzy. If he has a moment of further development, he will be afraid that he will faint first.

Wei Yang only felt that the sword move stopped, and the disgusting feeling disappeared instantly. The activated Zixia magic skill quickly wandered around in his body. Even though he was clear-headed, he had no discomfort.

"This sword technique is really evil." Wei Yang held Zixia Technique in his heart, used the nameless technique again, and activated it with the Yuan-Hanging Power. He suddenly heard the sound of wind in his ears. The figure flashed in front of him. He immediately handed it over and the sword technique of warding off evil will move as he wanted. His feet were like I was walking on ice skates, and he turned around in an extremely strange way, barely letting Elder Hao take the opportunity to turn around and attack.

But the sword edge was impartial, as if it was carefully calculating, and was stabbing towards Elder Hao's tortoise.
Chapter completed!