Urban Flower Protection Dragon

Fengyue city is the stronghold of the Jiang family. Naturally, most of the disciples in the city are the children of the Jiang family.

But even the children of the Jiang family, after all, only a few have the talent of cultivation. Therefore, Fengyue city will have such a state where ordinary people and monks live together.

In the early morning of this day, on the central square of Fengyue City, dozens of Jiang family disciples and advanced disciples were gathering together to whisper.

"Unexpectedly, the waste of Jiangyang has entered the stage!"

"Who says no, but even if this boy enters the rank, he has the lowest cultivation among our generation of disciples. He can come to such a place as the central square. He simply doesn't know the greatness of heaven and earth!"

In the central square of Fengyue City, this is the school for the Jiang family's children to compete in martial arts. On the bluestone floor, Jiang Yang was half kneeling on the ground, and there was a pool of striking blood on the ground. His face was cold, wiped the blood left by the corners of his mouth, and his eyes looked at the man in front of him with resentment.

Standing in front of him was a man with high toes and high spirits. His accomplishments had reached the earth level. This person was a Jiang family disciple of the same generation as Jiangyang, Jiang Xiu!

Although he is only a modest cultivation to reach the earth level, he can be called the first among the disciples of the Jiang family. Naturally, he was trained by the Jiang family as the core disciple.

In front of him, such waste as Jiangyang can't get into his eyes.

Therefore, he looked at Jiang Yang with contempt and said, "even if you enter the stage, what can you do? In my eyes, you are still a waste. Look around. Who among your disciples has just entered the cultivation level? You're just like your waste father. You'll always be waste! "

Jiang Yang clenched his hands and his eyes were full of angry eyes, but even so, he still held back and didn't do it, because he knew that his status was too far from Jiang Xiu.

He is a famous waste in the Jiang family, and Jiang Xiu is being trained as a core disciple. Therefore, he knows that if he dares to fight back, no one will say anything even if Jiang Xiu kills him.

So, at this moment, he can only endure!

Jiang Xiu looked at Jiang Yang and smiled coldly. At this time, a guard at the top of the ground level next to him said, "young master, what can I say to this waste? The master specially invited guest Qing to teach you personally today. You'd better go quickly!"

Although the guard is the highest cultivation achievement of the earth level, he is not from the Jiang family, but a guard hired by the Jiang family to protect the safety of Jiang Xiu.

Although Jiang Xiu has outstanding talent, after all, his accomplishments are just stepping into the ground. Therefore, it is natural that he dare not take it lightly to go to the Jiang family safely.

Jiang Xiu snorted coldly at Jiang Yang and turned around to leave.

"Sooner or later, sooner or later!" Jiangyang stared resentfully at the back of Jiang Xiu's departure and kept talking in his heart.

"Waste is always waste, go away!" The guard waved his hand slightly, and with a strong spirit, he flew Jiangyang out directly.

At this time, Jiang Yang's body flying in mid air did not land, but was held in his arms by a man.

Looking at the man who suddenly appeared, everyone's face changed slightly.

Blink!

Great monk!

After seeing the visitor, Jiang Yang showed a surprise in his eyes and said respectfully: "master!"

Master!

Jiang Xiu was stunned when he heard the speech, and then took a deep look at Jiang Yang. He said that no wonder the waste entered the stage like a sudden enlightenment. It turned out that he had worshipped a good master.

It's lucky to be able to worship the great monk as a teacher!

A trace of jealousy flashed in Jiang Xiu's eyes when he looked at Jiang Yang. Then he immediately recovered as usual and said to Ling Feng: "younger generation Jiang Xiu, I've seen the elder generation. My younger martial brother Jiang Yang is really lucky to worship the elder generation as a teacher!"

Ling Feng looked calm when he heard the speech. He grabbed Jiang Yang's right hand and sent a vitality into the latter's body to help him stabilize his injury.

At this time, after a spatial fluctuation, Bei Ling's figure also appeared on Ling Feng's side.

When Jiang Yang was about to thank Ling Feng, he saw Bei Ling hesitate for a while and said, "see you, martial mother!"

Beiling did not refuse, although he looked a little changed.

While Jiang Xiu and others looked at the emergence of two great monks one after another, a bad feeling immediately poured out of their hearts.

At this time, Ling Feng looked at the people blandly and said directly, "who hurt my apprentice?"

With Ling Feng's voice falling, everyone's face suddenly changed slightly. Among Jiang Xiu's guards, the highest cultivation is a Tianji friar. At this time, he can only harden his head and say, "senior, this matter..."

"I don't want to ask the third time, who hurt my apprentice!" Ling Feng looked cold.

At this time, the guards around Jiang Xiu looked at each other and didn't talk to each other. It was obvious that no one was willing to come out and die with such a murderous look to Ling Feng.

At this time, Jiang Yang hesitated and finally reached out to one of the guards.

The guard suddenly changed his face and said directly, "senior, please let me explain..."

Before the guard's voice fell, Beiling reappeared at the moment of disappearance. The guard had fallen straight to the ground. Until this time, Beiling said slightly, "dry tongue!"

For the death of the guard, everyone naturally changed slightly, but no one dared to say anything at this time. After all, it was too easy for a great celestial friar with a blink to kill them.

At this time, after the space fluctuated again, a man appeared in the middle of the square.

After the man appeared, Jiang Xiu's heart was tight. He put it down a little and immediately said respectfully, "see Shizu!"

"Meet the elder!" Many guards bowed at the same time.

elders!

When Ling Feng heard the speech, he immediately looked at the man and raised his eyebrows. After seeing the man, Jiang Yang standing beside him immediately bowed down and said, "see Shizu!"

The person who can be called Shizu by Jiang Yang and Jiang Xiu is naturally the elder of the Jiang family. His name is Jiang Feng. He is one of several heavenly friars in the Jiang family.

At this time, after his divine knowledge swept Ling Feng and them, he was slightly frightened. Even he couldn't see through the cultivation, which must be above the great heaven.

Therefore, without looking at the dead guards on the ground, he hugged Ling Feng and said, "at home, jiangjiafeng, dare to be a Taoist friend!"

"Ling Feng!" Ling Feng replied blandly, "this is my Taoist companion, Bei Ling!"

Jiang Feng nodded slightly when he heard the speech, and then said, "I don't know if the two Taoist friends came to Yuecheng..."

"Come and have a look with my apprentice!" Ling Feng replied calmly.

"Apprentice?" Jiang Feng was stunned when he heard the speech. At this time, Jiang Xiu stepped forward and said, "grandmaster, this elder is the master of younger martial brother Jiangyang!"

Jiangyang?

To tell the truth, as far as Jiang Feng's position in the Jiang family is concerned, the back disciple naturally doesn't bother him. Therefore, what he knows is only a limited number of excellent disciples.

In his opinion, the disciples of the Jiang family can be regarded as disciples by a great friar who is also the lowest level of heaven. Naturally, it is gratifying to accept them as disciples. Therefore, he immediately smiled and said, "that feeling is good. I didn't expect that our disciples of the Jiang family should have such a blessing!"

In fact, he didn't know the name of Jiangyang at all, but on the surface, he showed that he was very familiar with Jiangyang and directly said: "Xiao Yang, isn't it? How can you not tell the family about such a big event as worshipping teachers? I Jiang's family can also hold a ceremony for you! Children are not sensible, and I hope you will not blame them! "

Jiangyang blushed when he heard Jiang Feng's kind address. Jiang Feng, this is a big man he couldn't imagine before. Now he is so kind to him.

Ling Feng shook his head slightly when he saw Jiangyang. The disciple's pattern was still a little small. Can't stand it?

"Since you are the master of Xiaoyang, you are from the Jiang family. If you don't dislike it, you might as well sit in the family!" Jiang Feng didn't ask about the death of the guard at all. He smiled and invited Ling Feng.

Although the old saying often says that reaching out does not hit a smiling face, Ling Feng did not directly answer Jiang Feng's words, but looked down at Jiang Yang and said, "what do you think?"

"Me?" Jiangyang didn't expect Ling Feng to ask him questions, so he was stunned and stammered: "since it was the invitation of Shizu, the master still..."

Ling Feng sighed when he heard the speech, and then looked at Bei Ling around him. The latter nodded knowingly, and his figure disappeared. For a moment, the guards around Jiang Xiu, including Jiang Xiu himself, vomited blood and flew back at the same time.

Blink!

Although Jiang Feng knew it was bad when Bei Ling disappeared, he didn't stop it. After watching everyone spit blood and fall to the ground, he looked at Ling Feng with a smile and said, "can you calm down now? After all, it's all about the younger generation! "

After hearing the speech, Ling Feng nodded slowly and said, "my disciples of Ling Feng don't allow anyone to bully!" Then he looked down at Jiangyang and said, "remember? Who dares to bully you in the future, just call me back! "

Jiangyang was also frightened by Beiling's instantaneous serious injury to dozens of people, nodded blankly, and then Ling Feng grabbed Jiangyang directly and disappeared in situ.

"Ling Feng is not interested in participating in the Jiang family, so he won't visit!"

Jiang Feng listened to the voice left by Ling Feng, and then his face became a little cold. Although he kept this smiling expression in the latter, it doesn't mean that he didn't have anger in his heart.

Dare to ignore the face of the Jiang family in the Jiang family base camp. If he doesn't have enough self-confident cultivation, he doesn't dare to do so. Therefore, after he ponders for a moment, he directly takes the unconscious and unfortunate Jiang Xiu and disappears in place. As for the remaining guards, it doesn't matter to him whether he loves or doesn't die.

Although the Jiang family occupies an absolutely dominant position in Fengyue City, although there are many family disciples, the disciples with cultivation talent are still one in a million. Therefore, the Jiang family must hire some casual practitioners as guards to maintain the order of Fengyue city.

As long as they are willing to be worshipped as the guest Qing of the Jiang family.

The guest Qing of the Jiang family enjoys the same treatment as the elder of the Jiang family.

Two monks above the heaven came to Fengyue city suddenly. Jiang Feng must find out this. Therefore, he took Jiang Xiu back to Jiang's house and directly helped the latter heal with his strength.

Although Beiling injured many monks in an instant, she was sure of the degree of the injury. Moreover, they didn't want to really offend the Jiang family. Therefore, Jiang Xiu's injury was not too serious.

Therefore, after being fed a healing pill by Jiang Feng, Jiang Xiu slowly opened his eyes.

"Tell me, what's going on?" Jiang Feng asked directly.

When Jiang Xiu heard the speech, he immediately repeated the matter respectfully. After hearing this, Jiang Feng frowned slightly and said, "Jiangyang, when did we have this disciple in the Jiang family, and just now I checked his accomplishments, it seems that he has just entered the level. Is there any change?"

"It's such an ancestor, Jiangyang..."

After Jiang Xiu's retelling, Jiang Feng realized what was going on, frowned and fell into deep thought.