Chapter 1663

When they arrived, they just saw the scene of the young man.

Chang Wanfa was so angry that his precious niece was so impolite. Although the swing sword had no blood relationship with Chang Yingrong, as an elder of the sect, he was angry when he saw that his younger generation was humiliated. But when he looked carefully at the saint's robe, he was shocked and didn't do it easily. But Han Yangshu was filled with righteous indignation and was the first to fly up and draw out his sword.

"Wait!" Seeing Han Yangshu's sword cut off at the young man's head, Chang Wanfa and swing sword were surprised and cried out at the same time.

But Han Yangshu is too fast to stop.

The young man's reaction is not slow. Seeing that Han Yangshu is not a good comer, he releases Chang Yingrong and pulls out his sword again to face Han Yangshu.

However, he first easily knocked down the disciples of nanlizong, and then easily controlled Chang Yingrong. Obviously, he didn't pay attention to the strength of these disciples, and underestimated Han Yangshu. This sword was still careless and didn't do his best.

"Choking!" The two swords intersected, and the young man flew out heavily.

"Yang Shu!" As soon as Chang Yingrong's body softened, he threw himself into Han Yangshu's arms. His heart was both pleasantly surprised and happy. Two lines of tears rolled down.

She was beaten to death by others before, and even made up her mind that if she was humiliated today, she would give up her life to prove her innocence. Who knows, at the critical moment, Han Yangshu came to help her.

Seeing Han Yangshu's angry look, she didn't know how excited and happy she was. At this time, she was not willing to let go of Han Yangshu.

Han Yangshu blushed with shame, but when he saw the tears in her eyes, he couldn't push her away. He could only spread his hands and let her cling to her like an octopus.

"Young master!" At the same time, the companion behind him was shocked and caught him.

Fortunately, Han Yangshu is not a reckless person, even if he is angry, he doesn't want to kill, so he doesn't get hurt, but his chest is full of Qi and blood, his face is flushed, and his hair is scattered. He looks very embarrassed.

"Who are you, dare to give me huamingyu's hand? Don't you know how to write the word" death " As soon as he fell to the ground, the young man said angrily.

"It's a big tone. You intruded into the important area of Nanli sect and hurt the disciples of our sect. Do you know how the dead word died?" Lorne said with a sneer.

Those wounded disciples also came to Qingxi Valley to listen to her explain the sword skills. They have always been very respectful to her. At this time, as a martial uncle, of course, she wants to stand out for the younger generation.

"If you dare to come to my nanlizong, it's clear that you don't pay attention to my nanlizong. Why don't you talk nonsense to him? Just kill him."

"Yes, dare to offend the authority of nanlizong, kill him, kill him!" At this time, other nanlizong disciples also arrived one after another. When they saw the injured and fallen disciples, they were all angry. Some of them even pulled out their swords and surrounded them.

As the saying goes, even if there are too many ants, they can still kill elephants. Although the young man and his companions have good strength, they are not high enough to crush nanlizong's disciples at will. They are so many that they are in a panic.

"What do you want to do? Do you know who I am?" The young man tried to calm himself and yelled at the Nanli sect disciples around him.