Chapter 1182: Come with troops

Yang Shoumeng held an iron sword in his hand, "Zhang Xuan, although you are a disciple of Lu Xian, I must not sit idly by and watch you hurt my young master and offend me!"

Yang Shoumeng took the sword in the back hand, and the speed was much faster than Zhang Xuan. This sword came first and directly broke the purple light drawn by Zhang Xuan.

The purple long sword in Zhang Xuan's hand dissipated again. Looking at Yang Shou Tomb who was blocking him, Zhang Xuan was shocked. Since the day he stepped into the god of gods, he had a kind of power that he had never experienced before, that kind of power, and even had the urge to make Zhang Xuanhao fight the world.

But now Zhang Xuan faces Yang Shou Tomb in front of him. This old man with a figure and an ordinary iron sword is like an insurmountable gap to Zhang Xuan.

Just now, Yang Shoumeng broke Zhang Xuan's sword move, and it was like an antelope hanging its horns, with no trace to be found.

Zhang Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, "He disrupted the rules and controlled the qi in front of ordinary people. Do you still have to protect him from the qi refiner? You have lived for so many years and should know the rules of the Qi Refiner world."

Yang Shoumeng nodded, "I know, but the young master cannot move!"

Yang Shou Tomb's words were filled with a kind of domineeringness, as if Yang Xingxia had made a huge mistake and could be forgiven.

Yang Xingxia stood behind Yang Shou Tomb, looked at Zhang Xuan with a smug look, and kept making some gestures to Zhang Xuan to anger Zhang Xuan.

Zhang Xuan ignored Yang Xingxia. He knew that if you want to kill this person, you must first pass Yang Shou Tomb. "Do you know that the consequence of protecting him is to break the rules of the Qi Refiner world and to be enemies with everyone on the surface?"

"So what." Yang Shoutui's iron sword hung down, "For the enemy, he will be the enemy. In this life, Yang Shoutui lived for the young master of Xixia. Even if he was an enemy of the world, what if he was an enemy."

Zhang Xuan shouted loudly and asked, "Can you protect him for a while and for a lifetime?"

"I can't think of so much of this old bone." Yang Shoumeng shook his head slightly, "I only know that if I, Yang Shoumeng, live for a day, there will be no one, but I can touch a hair of the young master!"

Yang Shou Tomb's words were filled with a strong sense of confidence, and a sword in the extreme realm could give him such confidence.

"Two!" A slightly leisurely voice sounded outside the cloth cover, "In this downtown area, people are surging. Two of you will put away your weapons first. I will remove the cloth cover and go in."

As soon as the cloth cover was finished speaking, the cloth cover that covered the two people suddenly opened. He was wearing a pair of beach pants, flip-flops, and had a messy hair, and a bearded Zhao Ji appeared in the eyes of Zhang Xuan and others.

Several hell walkers looked at Zhang Xuan.

Zhang Xuan waved his hand, "Escort my wife back first."

Several hell walkers dressed in security guards nodded and quickly retreated.

Zhao Ji smiled, "Zhang Xuan, you don't trust our Ninth Bureau, and you have to have your people escort them specifically."

Zhao Ji's words seemed to be said to Zhang Xuan, but in fact they were to Yang Xingxia and Yang Shou Tomb. They told them that the Ninth Bureau was on Zhang Xuan's side.

Zhang Xuan shook his head, "If I trust you in the Ninth Bureau, I'm afraid my wife has just died."

Zhao Ji looked a little embarrassed, turned to look at Yang Shou's tomb and said, "The inheritance of the Western Xia has always been buried deep in the royal tomb. Throughout history, many Western Xia inheritances have been silent. Now, the descendants of the Western Xia appear, and you, the tombkeeper, have also held your sword again. It seems that this is unearthed from the Western Xia inheritance? Can you, no, what is this related to the Yinzhou Underground Palace?"

After Yang Shoumeng collected his sword, he stood with his hands behind his back, "That underground palace is also part of my Western Xia inheritance."

"Ha." Zhao Ji chuckled, "That's why my Nine Bureaus disturbed the peace of the ancestors of Xixia. Here, I, Zhao Ji, first compensated the descendants of Xixia first. However, the state has national laws, family rules, the world of Qi refiners, and the rules of Qi refiners! Today, you Xixia descendants control the qi in front of ordinary people and attack ordinary people. This is not the case, whether it is my Nine Bureaus of Yanxia or Shenyin Association, you will not sit idly by. Three days later, all parties gathered together. Today, the criminals will be questioned in court. If there is no one to come, deal with the rebellion. The inheritance of Xixia will never be opened forever!"

As soon as Zhao Ji finished speaking, he turned around and left, no longer giving Yang Shoumeng a chance to speak.

"Who is this? He is so arrogant! Old man, kill him for me!" Yang Xingxia ordered behind Yang Shou's tomb.

Yang Shoumeng shook his head, "Young Master, for the inheritance of Western Xia, let's be patient first, wait three days before you talk, it's time to go back."

"Go back? Impossible!" Yang Xingxia shook her sleeves, "I have to put that woman to sleep today!"

In Zhang Xuan's eyes, murderous intent flashed.

"Young Master, I'm leaving." Yang Shoumeng grabbed Yang Xingxia's arm and walked to the side.

Yang Xingxia could not resist at all. While cursing at Yang Shou Tomb, she was pulled away by Yang Shou Tomb.

Zhang Xuan looked at Yang Shouming's back. After going through so much, Zhang Xuan would not blame Yang Shouming for taking advantage of himself. Zhang Xuan would only blame himself for not being cautious in the past. In this world, there has never been a right or wrong, only a different position. The position he stands on will become righteous!

No matter how powerful Yang Shoumeng was or how weird Yang Shoumeng’s sword was, what he knew was that in addition to the Li family who was about torture Qin Rou to death, there was another one more on his kill list!

Zhang Xuan withdrew his gaze and suddenly found three figures appeared in front of him.

"Jiang Shen of the Jiang family!"

"Bai Yunfei of the Bai family!"

"Ji Shouyi, Ji Family!"

Three figures clasped their fists at Zhang Xuan at the same time and said, "I've seen it, the King of Hell."

Zhang Xuan looked surprised, "Why are you here? Also, your breath has become very strange. I didn't notice that you three are approaching."

Behind Jiang Shen, a strange cylindrical object was wrapped in a layer of rag. He couldn't see what was inside, which attracted the strange gaze of many passers-by. He said to Zhang Xuan: "Your Excellency, the ancestors in the family know that the Western Xia inheritance is about to be unearthed, so he specially asked me to come and help you. This time we came with troops."

Not only Jiang Shen, but also Ji Shouyi and Bai Yunfei, were carrying a strange-shaped object behind them, but they were all wrapped up and they couldn't tell what it was.

When Zhang Xuan heard this, his face was shocked, "He came with his troops! Are you three families going to capture the troops?"

Zhang Xuan's question made Jiang Shen and the other two look at each other, and they all showed a dull look.

Ji Shouyi rushed to Zhang Xuan and said, "It is rare to see a military capturing envoy in a century. None of our three families have such a blessing. However, because of the situation, the ancestors in the family made an exception and let the three of us come with our troops. The unearthed Western Xia heritage will cause turmoil. The soldiers in our hands can bring some help to you, Your Excellency the King."
Chapter completed!