I saw the man wearing a dark green robe easily grabbing the woman's arm, and there was a bit of banter in their eyes.

He looked at the woman in front of him carefully. Although she was already over thirty years old, she still looked very delicate and beautiful.

"He Laogui." The man in Xuanqing robe said in a solemn voice, "All the female relatives of this banker are of the highest quality, and now you can enjoy them."

The man with gray hair on his temples laughed when he heard this, with a bit of evil intent on his face.

Suddenly, a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old in white got up from the ground, raised a knife and roared: "Let go of my mother!"

His eyes were about to burst.

What greeted him was a palm like a blue shadow!

Heading straight for the head!

"don't want!"

Everyone present seemed to have witnessed the scene where their brains would explode in the next moment.

At this moment, their faces showed expressions of extreme horror, fear, and hatred.

In the end, everything turned into despair!

Just like the last twilight of the setting sun sinking, the whole world will plunge into darkness.

But at this moment, there was a ray of light that pierced the entire darkness.

Jiang Yang stood up with his sword drawn!

clang!

The green palm shadow hit Jiang Yang's sword sharply, and the sword's edge vibrated like the ripples of water.

Huge force spread from the sword blade to Jiang Yang's palm and poured into Jiang Yang's body.

But now, his internal strength is no longer what it used to be. A single circle of the sword's edge will dissolve this strength.

He stared coldly at the two people in front of him.

"Who are you?" The two of them also stared at Jiang Yang.

The two of them looked slightly unhappy, as if their good deeds had been disrupted by someone blocking their way, but in an instant they looked at Jiang Yang with sneers and sarcasm, thinking to themselves: He's just a young man, nothing to be afraid of.

"How dare you block my palm?" The man in Xuanqing robe was not angry, but showed a playful look, "I will let you taste the taste of Youfeng Palm before you die!"

Xuan Qingpao instantly felt an unprecedented killing intent.

Then he struck Jiang Yang directly in the chest with an angry palm!

Jiang Yang used the Lingwei Zhoutian Gong to resist, and he felt that strange feeling rising from the bottom of his heart again, that unstoppable feeling!

Then a cold light suddenly rose in his hand, and the sword came out like a dragon!

Then there was only a sound of bones cracking. The sword penetrated directly from the palm and came out from the elbow!

ah--!

Blood spurts out!

Screams instantly swept through the entire mansion!

Jiang Yang drew out his sword and looked at the two of them: "If you say harsh words to me, have you thought clearly about it?"

The man with gray hair on his temples looked ferocious, and then he saw him pointing angrily towards Jiang Yang's fatal point!

Jiang Yang also drew his sword at the same time, and struck the opponent's pointed finger with a sword without any fancy!

When he saw the other party, a look of horror suddenly appeared on his face, and he twitched his fingers and flew back.

Jiang Yang's sword strike almost split open the opponent's entire arm!

"Hide?" Jiang Yang used Qinggong to catch up quickly, and then pierced his neck with a sword!

This sword came extremely quickly, like a bolt of lightning piercing the void.

He saw a look of horror on the other person's face, and then he hurriedly used his most proud finger skills to tightly grasp the sword's edge.

Jiang Yang only felt a huge force clamping on his sword like iron pincers.

But at this moment, Jiang Yang seemed to have an unstoppable force in his heart, and without hesitation, he still thrust forward with his sword!

"Why are you blocking!?" Jiang Yang roared angrily, and the finger force opened on the spot. The opponent's expression changed wildly, and the next moment, a sword pierced his throat!

"How can it be?"

The opponent's eyes flashed with extreme unwillingness, and he immediately fell down.

A cold aura spread from Jiang Yang's body.

Jiang Yang then looked at the man wearing a black robe.

One of this man's hands has been completely disabled, and there is only a look of fear on his face.

"You and I have no grievances. Why do you want to make things difficult for us?"

"Your head is worth several thousand taels." Jiang Yang said solemnly, "I have no enmity with Qian, and I won't make things difficult for you if you change money."

"You——!" Xuan Qingpao's eyes were full of resentment, and then he started to use Qing Gong, turned his head and ran out.

"Want to run?" Jiang Yang immediately activated Qinggong, and at the same time activated the special effects of his equipment, and he swooped forward like an arrow from a string!

This sword comes directly from the heart!

Jiang Yang pulled out the sword, shook off the blood on the sword, and sheathed the sword.

He felt that the internal strength of these two people was not weak, at least three or four hundred, but these two people could not stop his sword at all.

He was still thinking about it at this moment, but felt that he still had some unfinished thoughts.

Tong Ling said that when he drew his sword, he looked like a Taoist statue.

He carefully recalled the statues of gods in the Taoist temple, and they indeed had an aura of calmness and authority.

He thought about it in his mind again, and at the same time he felt that the aura on each statue seemed to be different.

Some are as stable as mountains, some are as angry as frost, and some...

He took a deep breath and felt that this martial arts was indeed profound and extraordinary.

While he was thinking, no one around him dared to come forward. It wasn't until he fumbled for something and left that sound erupted from the surroundings.

The cries, anger, and fear seemed to have been accumulated for a long time, and exploded like a tide at this moment.

But Jiang Yang had already left.

He mounted his horse and disappeared into the dark night.

Since then, the legend of a young swordsman has begun to circulate in this small town, but that will happen later.

At this time, Jiang Yang had returned to Suhe City overnight.

The Lingnan Chamber of Commerce is a bit quiet at night.

The sound of insects came from the grass in the garden, and a crescent moon hung high in the treetops outside the yard.

Inside the teahouse, Manager Wen also had a bit of surprise on his face.

"Young Master Jiang finished the matter so quickly?"

Jiang Yang nodded: "Old steward, are you ready with what I want?"

Manager Wen immediately smiled and said, "This is natural."

He ordered a brocade box to be presented to him. When he opened the brocade box, it contained all the wild ginseng medicine Jiang Yang needed.

Jiang Yang took a look and stood up: "Thank you very much, Manager Wen."

"If there is nothing else, should I leave first?"

Manager Wen responded: "Young Master Jiang's ability is really good. If there are any other lucrative jobs in the future, I will inform you."

"Thank you." Jiang Yang thanked him and strode out.

At this moment, Jiang Yang saw a light blue light suddenly appear, and there were spiritual butterflies flying above his head.

It's almost time to go back again.

He looked at the medicines in his hands: Maybe he could take them back and try them?

With this thought in mind, he walked all the way back to the inn.

…

Jiang Yang stayed in the inn, staring at the night outside the window. The night was getting darker, and the spiritual butterflies above his head were flying and falling.

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