Luo Yuheng didn't say anything.

She knew very well that she could not persuade her such a thing at all, and not to be taken away by the Yang family, and Ye Xiu did not disappoint her. With a little force on her hand, the Yang family, a ward that was not even considered a master, turned her head and swallowed when she tilted.

"How dare he do this... a disciple of Yuhua Sect? I wonder if there is a general behind the Yang family?" Seeing Ye Xiu throwing out the strong man's body, not only Yang Wensheng was stunned, but the other guards also looked at Ye Xiu with a dazed look on his face, and stood there stupidly.

The strong man's body slammed on the ground with a "bang!", splashing a lot of dust.

Yang Family...

This is not a small family, but a large family in Chang'an City.

The population is prosperous!

There is also a general behind him. Even the third and fourth-rank sects will not easily provoke them. The Yang family is not so rampant in Chang'an, but at least they can be considered a person. Now, their own clan members have been killed by an ant from the sixth-rank sect. How can they not make Yang Wensheng angry?

A huge murderous intent swept out.

There was also a little bit of aura of monsters, and his eyes were red. His hands holding the mace were even more pinched, and the veins on his neck and arms also popped out one by one, and he growled in anger, saying, "Little beast, if you dare to kill my Yang family, and if you don't beat you into meat paste, what kind of face will I have to go back to the Yang family? And... I should die with you, a little bitch."

"The Overlord's Sky Hammer."

Boom!

Yang Wensheng roared, and the mace in his hand instantly burst out with tens of millions of pounds of force. After swinging it, he smashed it at Ye Xiu: "Go...go...go...die."

"Wuwuwu... Kill the Yang family, our Yuhua Sect is completely finished..." Seeing Yang Wensheng hitting with a mace, a young man who looked a few years younger than Lin Suqing and had not completely faded from his tenderness, fell to the ground with a "thump" sound, muttering desperately.

Lin Suqing's face was also pale, and his hand holding Luo Yuheng did not let go.

He clenched his lips and said nothing.

She has been in Chang'an for more than ten years and naturally knows that these Yang family members can be favored by the generals, not that they can flatter, but that the strength of the Yang family cannot be underestimated. According to her master, the natural divine power of these Yang family members, coupled with the Overlord Sky Hammer, are still the kind of monsters that can challenge beyond the level even in Chang'an City. Even without the support of the general, it is not difficult for their Yang family to rise. Seeing Yang Wensheng's mace, they instantly enveloped Ye Xiu's head, and imagined the horror scene of brain bursting. Lin Suqing, who is less than sixteen years old this year, couldn't bear to close his eyes...

"Just this skill, I want to smash me into meat paste?" Ye Xiuleng snorted, instead of retreating, raised his hand and punched Yang Wensheng's mace and directly blasted it. He heard a crisp sound of "bang!", which was not even a spiritual weapon. Compared with the Blood Evil Sword of the Demon Sword Pavilion, the mace was more than 100,000 miles away. He even had his clothes cut, and he punched it into scrap iron.

Yang Wensheng, who was left with only half of the iron stick and still held it in his hand, was stunned on the spot.

The scene of slamming the mace with one punch is so terrifying!
Chapter completed!