Chapter One Hundred and Sixty Six

Jiang Xiaoye walked up quickly, grabbed Chu Qing and forcibly threw it to the fifth master Meng.

Chu Qing had no resistance at all.

Many people watched the sudden change, and Xin Menghu was even more vigilant.

"Who is your excellency? This is my grievance with the Chu family, please don't interfere."

The strength contained in the chair is extremely powerful, and Xin Menghu naturally understands what it means. This young man does not seem to be weaker than Song Renzhi!

How is this possible? Did you start practicing since your mother?

"It's him!"

Song Renzhi was surprised, he naturally knew Jiang Xiaoye.

"Master Song, do you know who this is?" Chu Jinhe let out a sigh of relief when he realized that his son had been rescued, and then he realized that there seemed to be a turn for the better.

"When I met in Jiangcheng, he was very strong and became friends with your son. This person is... strange."

After thinking about it, Song Renzhi summed up his evaluation of Jiang Xiaoye with strangeness.

"This was brought by Chu Qing." Chu Shiyuan also immediately explained to Chu Jinhe.

Jiang Xiaoye wasn't sure at all, and looked around.

"Brother, what are you looking for?" Chu Qing hurriedly asked as Jiang Xiaoye looked around.

"I want to find a sword..."

Jiang Xiaoye didn't wear the Xiaogang sword, and his strength with the sword was at least twice as strong as when he didn't have the sword, especially after he even cultivated Jiangang.

"Whoever brought the sword, send it to my brother!"

Chu Qing shouted immediately.

"Young Master Chu, I brought it!"

A bodyguard walked in immediately, with a two-foot dagger pinned to his waist, and threw it directly to Jiang Xiaoye.

Jiang Xiaoye stretched out his hand to take it, and immediately felt a fierce breath after pulling it out, bounced it, and let out a clank.

Xin Menghu's face was ugly and said, "Who is your Excellency? Why do you have to go to this muddy water?"

There are many masters who use cold weapons, but now few people use cold weapons in fights, because masters use cold weapons to fight, which can be said to be dead or injured.

Jiang Xiaoye waved the short sword in his hand, and a white sword pierced out in an instant, as if the whole sword had become a few.

"Zhen Qi separated? Grandmaster?"

Xin Menghu's face changed, and his anger came out of his body!

Exclaimed, even Song Renzhi couldn't help taking two steps forward, and even Feng Chun, who was sitting cross-legged, stood up.

He has met Jiang Xiaoye, and has been mocked by him, Grandmaster?

"It's not a grandmaster, and I don't know if it's a grandmaster, then, do you want to choose a weapon? My strength will drop a lot without a sword."

The Haoran Jian Gang cultivated by Jiang Xiaoye is powerful, and his swordsmanship is also extremely mysterious, so he still feels that using weapons can make him more confident.

"You are not from the Chu family, I refuse!"

After all, Xin Menghu had two masters in the battle before, and the cost was not small, and there is another cold weapon master who is suspected of being a master...

"Fart, Master Song and Master Feng were also invited by us, why did you agree? Afraid?" Chu Qing was also a little bit shocked at the moment, Grandmaster? In the legend that I have always admired, my brother is actually a master?

Immediately, he was overjoyed, so that the Chu family has no worries?

"who are you?"

Seeing Jiang Xiaoye's appearance, Xin Menghu obviously planned to intervene.

"Fight or not? Hurry up." Jiang Xiaoye was worried that he would be retaliated, so he didn't plan to report to himself.

"Bring the stick!"

Xin Menghu can also be cold weapons, after all, he has a weapon, and sometimes it is better than close.

Immediately someone from the Tigers threw a black and gold eyebrow stick.

Xin Menghu threw away the iron gall, grabbed it and shook it.

"There is righteousness between heaven and earth!"

Jiang Xiaoye's face turned straight, and in an instant, the aura on his body began to escape, Haoran Jian Gang swallowed and rushed up in one step.

"Good job!"

Xin Menghu roared, his muscles bulged up and swept with one stick.

"Hey!"

Xin Menghu's pupils shrank, then retreated suddenly.

This is made of special wood, and it was cut off!

You must know that this stick is blessed by your own true energy, and its hardness is comparable to steel!

Jiang Xiaoye grabbed the severed black stick and suddenly pulled it, and at the same time stab Xin Menghu with a sword.

"What a fast sword!"

Xin Menghu's pupils shrank.

The scene was silent.

Xin Menghu's eyebrows were injured by the sharp Haoran Jian Gang, leaving a face with blood.

Jiang Xiaoye pointed at Xin Menghu with the tip of his sword, and he himself felt unreal.

Won? This won?

However, he understood that if Xin Menghu hadn't underestimated the power of his Haoran Jiangang, the stick would have been cut off, fearing that it would be impossible to lose so quickly.

"Won!"

Chu Qing immediately roared, and rushed over and pushed the fifth master Meng away: "You won! Brother, you won!"

He did win, and Xin Menghu felt that as long as Jiang Xiaoye was willing, he would be pierced into his head instantly.

Jiang Xiaoye retracted his kendo: "You lost."

"how is this possible……"

Xin Menghu's eyes revealed an unbelievable look, and the blood on his face made him look extremely hideous.

"No, it's impossible!"

Xin Menghu looked at Jiang Xiaoye, wandering on the edge of life and death for ten years, fighting each other. Today, when the tiger came back to the mountain, he found that everything was a fantasy.

"Take me a palm!"

With a wave of his hand, he threw away half of the wooden stick, Xin Menghu shouted angrily, raised his right hand to his chest, and suddenly patted Jiang Xiaoye.

Jiang Xiaoye was not a fool. He was already at the peak of his energy and spirit, and he greeted him with all his strength without hesitation.

"drink!"

"Peng!"

With a muffled sound, Jiang Xiaoye stepped back, while Xin Menghu rolled out.

"So strong..."

Jiang Xiaoye's arms were trembling, and his aura quickly wandered before regaining consciousness.

Jiang Xiaoye went all out with this palm.

"Ha ha ha... lost..."

Xin Menghu struggled to get up, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and smiled miserably: "I lost, hahahaha... years of hard work was gone, ridiculous, ridiculous!

Then he turned his head to look at a group of old men of the Tiger Gang and knelt down directly.

"Master Tiger!"

"Master Tiger!"

The Tigers felt bad for a group of people and immediately shouted.

"Don't!" Jiang Xiaoye noticed something was wrong and immediately yelled, and it was too late to rush to stop him.

"Crack!"

Xin Menghu slapped his dantian with a palm. In an instant, the whole person directly softened and fell slowly to the ground.

"Huh..." Jiang Xiaoye's heart accelerated with fright, and he let out a sigh, thinking that Xin Menghu was about to commit suicide.

He just abolished his dantian and became an ordinary person.

This result made Jiang Xiaoye feel good, at least not dead, and the Chu family crisis was also exposed.

Sanye Ma immediately rushed over with a group of people, Jiang Xiaoye stepped forward to stop him, frowning and saying: "People are already abolished, what are you doing?"

"Go away, go away!"

Chu Qing understood Jiang Xiaoye’s character, went up and kicked San Ye, and then kicked down a few more times: "What the **** are you doing? Fuck, that's it for today, no one needs to trouble them, or don't blame Lao Tzu. polite!"

These days, he has also learned a lot about Jiang Xiaoye's character.