Chapter 496

"Hitherto unknown, are you too idle?" the old man smiled and smiled. The clouds seemed to return to the sky. The whole green mountain changed his flavor. He had a whole mind, and he had never felt so clear.

Yang Ping's heart was heavy, and the identity of the old man was ready to come out.

Clouds come out of the mountain unintentionally.

This is the ancient martial arts of the ancestors of the Chiang family. It surpasses the prefecture level ancient martial arts and reaches the lowest grade of the heaven. Although it is only the lowest grade of the heaven, it is one order higher than the prefecture level peak. It is like saints and Asian saints, it is not an ancient martial arts at the same level.

One thought, ten thousand years of silence.

Sophie's face was dignified. She stood with Yang Pingbing sword. Liu Chenggong grinned and was in pain. But she stood beside Yang Ping with sun Wangyue. Mingzhu and Jiuwei fox helped each other and got up. Zhu Xi did not hesitate to come to Yang Ping and fight side by side with him.

They were not afraid of the terrorist pressure of the Chiang family's ancestors.

The old man swept the crowd and restrained his breath. Seeing that Mrs. Zhu didn't respond, he said with a smile: "bamboo snow, you know, the more pressure you will put on your suppression every time you make a move. At that time, life will be ruined. Can you bear the responsibility?"

This is putting pressure on Zhu Xue to mind her own business.

Zhuxue said coldly, "if the dragon city is broken, I will take the Chiang family to be buried."

The ancestors of the Chiang family stared at Zhu Xue and their wise eyes twinkled. After a long time, they shook their heads and smiled, turned and walked towards the hall: "old, don't fight with your young people. The future is yours, and we old bones will retire."

Zhu Xue hummed, "I hope so."

A peak confrontation ended.

When Jiang's ancestors left with Jiang Zhongze, all the pressure dissipated. Sophie and others found that their backs were wet. If Mrs. Zhu hadn't stood in front of them, they wouldn't even be qualified to stand in front of Jiang's ancestors@^^$

There are people outside, and there are days outside.

They really realized how powerful the Chiang family was.

Because of that person's existence, it will flourish forever.

Mrs. Zhu nodded to Yang Ping and said, "that's good." she walked to another hall, just opposite to the Chiang family.

Liu Chenggong wiped his eyes, endured the pain, and exclaimed, "you didn't read it wrong. Was that the boss of the treasure Pavilion who was greeting the boss just now?"! $*!

Sun Wangyue is also a little jealous. What kind of person is Mrs. Zhu? Stamp your feet. Yang Ping is a giant of earthquakes in Yunnan Province. Yang Ping has a friendship with her. What a relationship NIMA is. No wonder he doesn't worry. The strength behind Mrs. Zhu is no worse than the Chiang family.

Mingzhu was so excited that when she came back from the gate of hell, she saw Mrs. Zhu stand out for them and put down half her worry. At least the battle between Yang Ping and Jiang Weimin will no longer be fishy and can fight openly.

We didn't find that since Mrs. Zhu appeared, Sophie became honest, hid herself very well, and became as weak as Liu Chenggong. Yang Ping felt it, but she didn't think so. She thought Sophie wanted to keep a low profile.

He also felt a terrible mental force hovering around, and disappeared with Mrs. Zhu's departure.

This spiritual force is the real reason why the ancestors of the Chiang family withdrew.

Who is it?

Yang Ping was puzzled and similar.

Wenhua hall.

Mrs. Zhu walked into the hall and stood at the door to meet him. He was wearing a simple military uniform and had no military rank. However, standing at the door, he was like a pillar between heaven and earth, supporting half of China. An unspeakable majestic atmosphere rushed into the sky. Unlike the ancestors of the Chiang family, his eyes were very straight, his momentum was very straight, and there was only one word, straight!

He smiled and said, "younger martial sister, we finally met."

Zhu Xue nodded and said, "elder martial brother, it's rare that you still have time to come to Longcheng. Thank you just now. The old ghost of the Jiang family is becoming more and more presumptuous. Why don't you restrain it?"

Hearing the younger martial sister's dissatisfaction, he said with a smile: "OK, I know you are dissatisfied with the old ghost of the Jiang family, but it's not the time. Master, the position of the general God is passed to me. I can't be impulsive. China pays attention to balance. I can't move him until there is no conclusive evidence to prove that he betrays the country."

Zhu Xue said displeased, "isn't the man of the hanging Temple evidence?"

Facing his younger martial sister's aggressiveness, he said helplessly, "don't talk about state affairs today. Younger martial sister, what's the communication with the immortal medical sect leader? Is he willing to help solve the problem of Longcheng?"

Zhu Xue shook her head.

He did not hide his disappointment and sighed: "senior experts, we can only rely on ourselves."

Zhu Xue thought and said, "elder martial brother, Yang Ping is the descendant of the immortal medical school. He competes with the Jiang family for the championship. Is it the order of the immortal medical school?"

Senior brother was lost in thought.

But although they are high above, they really can't figure it out. Yang Ping Mingming has a great status. It is said that he can walk horizontally in any holy land. However, he is still hanging out in the small place of Longcheng, and his strength has not been broadcast on demand by the sect leader. Why?

"When it's over, I'll talk to him. He's a good seedling and can't be wasted."

He is the pillar of the Chinese military dinghaishen needle, Junshen and Li family, and his influence exceeds that of the whole Chinese military.

"Are you so sure Yang Ping can win?" asked Zhu Xue.

The military God smiled and said, "don't say. Don't say."

Zhu Xue seems to be used to the temperament of his senior brother. He pretends to be profound and doesn't care. He changes a dignified tone and says, "the Seven Saints gather in the green mountain. Their plot is not small. We need a place."

The military God looked dignified and said, "it shouldn't be."

In fact, he was not sure.

If the Seven Saints plot against the Dragon City, it is not good for the dragon city and even the world. They were worried and could only hide in their hearts. They hoped that those who came to the holy land would just come to watch the war and communicate. Otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Gathering hall.

Jiang Zhongze had only half his life left. He was burned by Mrs. Zhu's life. It was the ancestors of the Jiang family who treated him in time, or he would be destroyed. But it was not completely saved, because Jiang Zhongze lost his Daoji and wanted to become a saint.

Jiang Weimin stood nervously in the hall. The atmosphere did not dare to breathe. The old ancestors were in front of him, like a big sun in the sky. He did not dare to look at each other. He worshipped with the most pious attitude and the most longing tone.

"You can only win, not lose."

My grandfather said indifferently.

Jiang Weimin was awe inspiring. He felt his ancestor's invincible faith, and his heart gushed out of pride and excitement. Even my uncle has never had such treatment as being able to make my grandfather worry and supervise the war in person. Jiang Zhongze was seriously injured. As a nephew, Jiang Weimin was not sad, but excited.

Only when the person in front is dead can he stand out.

Of course, Jiang Weimin did not dare to show up. He silently planned his future plans and wanted to become the real heir of the Jiang family after killing Yang Ping.

"Go, don't lose the face of the Chiang family." the old grandfather waved and motioned Jiang to prepare for the people.

Jiang Weimin endured excitement and left the Juling hall.

Jiang Zhongze was as angry as a spring and needed a rest. The old ancestor broke into a vitality, making his body crackle, began to exchange blood and grow bones, and finally all the scars burned by the purple fire disappeared and returned to his peak state. But his Daoji was destroyed and suffered heavy losses.

"Thank you, Grandpa." Jiang Zhongze knelt down.

The old ancestor said indifferently, "don't estimate next time. If you kill, you'll kill. Does anyone dare to harm you?"

Jiang Zhongze was ashamed and said, "I'm sorry for the ancestors of the Jiang family. If there is another time, I won't let my ancestors down."

The old ancestor motioned him to leave. Jiang Zhongze stepped down knowingly, but the moment he walked out of the Juling hall, his face was very gloomy and his eyes were very resentful. He felt that Jiang Weimin's breathing was disordered when he saw his serious injury, indicating that he was extremely excited. Therefore, it was speculated that Jiang Weimin had other thoughts.

"The future is long. The winner is unknown."

Jiang Zhongze sneered and walked away.

In the hall.

The ancestors of the Chiang family carried their hands and looked like a respected old man. Suddenly, there were several smells at the door, which were extremely domineering and looming. He turned his head, nodded at several breaths and said, "several old friends, discuss our plan."

After two hours of rest, Yang Ping became more unfathomable and invisible. He looked relaxed and left the rest area with light steps to go to the battle site, an open space of Qingshan Taoist temple. There are green trees, grass and flowers, emitting a strong smell of spring.

Around the battle site, representatives from all over China gathered.

Yang Ping walked into the venue and attracted everyone's attention. At this time, Jiang Weimin followed. Compared with the momentum of the two people, everyone is optimistic about Jiang Weimin, because the gap between Yang Ping and Jiang Weimin is so large that it can not be made up with ancient martial arts.

The final is about to begin.

Jiang Weimin stared at Yang Ping with a cold smile.