The disciples of the Sword Sect saw more and more people surrounding them.

There are not hundreds of people, but dozens of people.

And there is an increasing trend.

They were all a little scared.

However, there were still disciples of the Sword Sect shouting, "Our Sword Sect does things, no one is involved. Leave immediately."

"If you don't leave, you will be killed without mercy."

"You should know the consequences of offending our Sword Sect."

The disciples of the Sword Sect shouted like this.

This really caused public anger.

"You beat our hero brother, and you're still proud."

"The one who beats you is from the Kuangsang."

"Brothers and sisters, beat them to death. They attack our heroes."

At this moment, someone shouted, and everyone rushed up and attacked the disciples of the Sword Sect.

The disciples of the Sword Sect are very strong. But these cultivators are not bad either. Moreover, there are really many people.

They were knocked down in an instant.

When Chen Yang saw this group of people, he sighed, "Everyone is a cultivator, you must be more polite. You can't solve the problem with your fists. Do some of your skills and greet them."

Chen Yang said this and reminded everyone at once.

"Look at my demon skills."

"My little Sanyang magic skill."

"My Fire Yang Fist."

"And my monkey steals peaches."

Ah! Ah!

The disciples of the Sword Sect screamed in pain.

When Chen Yang saw it, he smiled faintly.

Sometimes it feels good to be a hero. At least when people bully themselves, so many people jump out to help them.

Who said that cultivators are indifferent? Isn’t it quite warm now?

"Hey, sister, why are you hugging me so tightly?"

Chen Yang only realized that when other people went to fight for disciples of the Sword Sect.

There was an elder sister holding herself tightly.

"Hero, you are my idol. I will give you warmth now."

"Auntie, I'm so warm. You can get down."

"I will give you spiritual warmth."

The other party does not give up.

Chen Yang looked up, wanting to cry without tears.

This is the pain of being an idol.

When Chen Yang looked up, he saw a sword light passing by.

clang!

Then a soft sword was inserted into the wall of the house next to it. Then a middle-aged man in a Taoist suit fell on it.

As soon as he landed on it, he waved his hand.

Bang! Bang!

There were a lot of people below.

"Everyone stops Jian Wudao."

Jian Wudao's voice fell, and everyone below suddenly became quiet.

They looked at Jian Wudao standing on the wall, and they all showed a look of panic at this moment.

"Jian Wudao, the head of the Sword Sect."

"I heard he is very strong."

"What should I do now? Let's break up quickly!"

When the cultivators saw Jian Wudao, they quickly fled.

When Chen Yang saw them disappearing suddenly, he said depressedly, "I promised to protect me?"

"It's running too fast, too."

I just praised them for being cold and humane. Now it seems that I really said it was too early.

All of them were dispersed.

Jian Wudao jumped down from above. Then he waved his big hand and the long sword entered his sleeve and disappeared.

“Master~”

"Sect Master~"

The disciples of the Sword Sect also got up in embarrassment at this moment.

They all had bruised faces and swollen noses, and some even fell to the ground and were in great pain.

"Let's go."

Chen Yang said to Zheng Lingyun and the other two.

Knowing that the other party is a master, Chen Yang will not stay here.

"Do you want to leave like this?"

The next second, Jian Wudao appeared in front of the three of them.

"Do you have something else?"

Chen Yang stared at him and asked.

"You will always give me an explanation when you hurt the disciples of the Sword Sect." Jian Wudao said high above.

Chen Yang saw the other party like this, and he realized that Jian Wudao was a pretentious agent. He always looked at people with his nostrils.

The feeling he gives people is that he is the head of the Sword Sect, which is amazing.

"We didn't do it. It was what those people just started. You should have seen."

Chen Yang said to Jian Wudao.

"Yes. It has nothing to do with us."

Zheng Lingyun said.

"We didn't move, and they fell down. The people of your Sword Sect are really rubbish." Zheng Jingwu said.

"Who did you say is trash?"

The disciples of the Sword Sect became excited again.

Jian Wudao stopped them.

He said, "What I'm talking about to you is not this one, it's the one before. You should start and hurt us."

"So what? Don't ask what your people have done." Zheng Lingyun said excitedly when she saw Jian Wudao like this.

"Yes. They deserved it." Zheng Jingwu also said angrily.

Jian Wudao snorted coldly and said, "I don't care what the reason is. You move first. That's related to me. If you don't explain this matter clearly, no one can leave."

Jian Wudao said this, and the disciples of the Sword Sect next to him all smiled.

They hummed in their hearts, who told Chen Yang to injure Jian Qing yesterday? Who doesn’t know that Jian Qing is the eldest disciple of Jian Wudao’s closed door? Moreover, Jian Wudao is also a very protective person and face-loving person.

As soon as he arrived today, he brought people to settle the score with Chen Yang without saying a word.

"What if I really want to leave?" Chen Yang stared at Jian Wudao and asked.

"Haha. Do you think you can leave?" Jian Wudao sneered.

Jian Wudao said, then he raised a finger and made a starting move of a sword move.

His fingers showed a faint sword energy at this moment.

Zheng Lingyun and Zheng Jingwu were both shocked.

They can all feel the harm of Jian Wudao.
To be continued...