Rebirth of the Campus Special Forces

Seeing Hou Xiong coming to kill, Jiangshan remained motionless. At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

Three steps in front of Jiang Shan, the space suddenly fluctuated, and then a bloody light covered the fluctuating air. In the fluctuating space, a withered arm suddenly struck at Hou Xiong.

He collided with Hou Xiong's punch that had gathered all his cultivation power.

There was no loud noise, but with Hou Xiong's twisted and painful expression, his arm was shattered as if it had been crushed!

Flesh and blood flew everywhere for a while.

Then the dry arm turned into a fist and slapped Hou Xiong on the shoulder. Hou Xiong's whole body turned into a pool of blood under this palm, as if he could no longer die.

At this moment, the owner of this withered arm, a skinny old man wearing a blood-colored robe, slowly appeared in front of everyone.

Nearly a hundred people in the Hou Mansion saw that their second master had simply turned into a pool of blood. They all stopped for a moment and stepped back while trembling.

And this skinny old man looked at everyone's retreating movements with cold eyes, but did not pursue him. Instead, he turned around and bowed deeply to Jiangshan: "Greetings, young master!"

Jiang Shan looked stern, nodded slightly, and then looked directly at Hou Yuanming.

When Hou Yuanming was fighting with the two men in front of him, he still had enough spiritual consciousness to pay attention to Hou Xiong. At the moment when the skinny old man appeared, Hou Yuanming felt something bad in his heart and went to rescue him. But at this moment, he

However, the two men in front of him suddenly used their strength to directly block him. In the end, with a sad and angry look on his face, Hou Xiong turned into a pool of blood.

At this moment, following Jiang Shan's gaze, Hou Yuanming glared at Jiang Shan with an expression of anger and murderous intent on his face. His hatred for Jiang Shan at this moment was extremely strong!

He killed his youngest son first, and now his second son also died in the hands of the other party. The white-haired man sent the black-haired man to his side. This is a life-and-death hatred!

But while his mind was full of murderous intent, Hou Yuanming was also full of bitterness. No matter what, he never thought that his third son would provoke someone with such a powerful background just by collecting money.

In Hou Yuanming's mind, he had attributed the country to a young man from an aristocratic family with an extremely powerful background. Just imagine, a monk in the Qi Refining Stage was protected by many people in the Pill Formation Stage, then how powerful this force must be.

Although he was thinking this in his heart, if Hou Yuanming were to lower his head and apologize to Jiangshan, he would not be able to do it. His own heirs were extremely important in his eyes.

With the aura all over his body fluctuating, Hou Yuanming touched his right hand on his waist and took an emerald green jade medal in his hand, then squeezed it hard.

At the same time, there is a dry well in the backyard of the Hou family's mansion. This is a forbidden place for the entire Hou family. Except for the head of the family, any trespassers will die!

As the jade tablet in Hou Yuanming's hand shattered, a faint voice seemed to be heard in the dry well.

"Who wants to interfere with my Qingxiu!"

This sentence was very low at first, but the moment it came out of the dry well, it turned into thunder, and then it came directly to where Hou Yuanming and Jiang Shan were!

In the place where the Hou family and Jiang Shan were confronting each other, a voice sounded loudly, and then a figure seemed to move and appeared in an instant.

This is an old man with disheveled hair. He is constantly making secrets in his hands, as if he is trying to deduce something. In this old man's body, his cultivation fluctuates very strangely. Sometimes he is Nascent Soul, and sometimes he is forming elixirs.

In Longshe Town, with the appearance of this disheveled old man, people in several forbidden areas of aristocratic families woke up from their retreats, and their spiritual consciousness shrouded directly towards the place where the Hou family and Jiangshan were confronting each other.

Jiang Shan looked at the old man with disheveled hair in front of him and narrowed his eyes slightly. With his cultivation level, he could naturally tell that this old man should have failed during the Nascent Soul Tribulation and thus entered the realm of false infants. If he could break through and enter within a hundred years,

The Nascent Soul is naturally unimpeded. If it cannot enter the Nascent Soul stage within a hundred years, then the path of life and death will inevitably disappear.

At this time, Jiang Shan also felt the power of multiple spiritual consciousnesses condensed in the sky, and his brows raised slightly, but Jiang Shan ignored it and pretended not to know.

The old man with disheveled hair held the secret in his hand, raised his head and glanced at the sky, and then his eyes met Jiang Shan's.

The deductive light in the eyes of this disheveled old man kept flashing. If a being in the Qi Refining Stage looked at him, he would definitely be brought into his world and sink and die.

But when viewed from Jiangshan's perspective, this derivation is like a child playing house, without any lethality.

"Ancestor, this man killed two of my sons. I hope that my ancestor will take action and kill this man and all his guards!" Hou Yuanming looked at Jiangshan with no hidden murderous intent at the moment the old man appeared.

The ancestor of the Hou family pondered slightly after listening to Hou Yuanming's words, and then carefully looked at Jiangshan and the three alchemy monks in front of him, thoughtfully, and then said directly to Hou Yuanming: "Yuan Ming, I think it's you who are responsible for this matter.

If your heirs have offended this Taoist friend, they will be killed for their own fault. As the head of the family, you are indiscriminate. Do you know that you are wrong?"

"This..." Hou Yuanming's expression froze as he listened to the ancestor's words, and he was about to argue: "Ancestor, I..."

"Don't say more. As the head of the family, what kind of crime should you do if you focus on personal gain? From now on, the position of the head of the Hou family is no longer yours." The ancestor of the Hou family flicked his sleeves and spoke coldly.

"Ancestor, this is unfair!" Hou Yuanming looked at the ancestor in front of him in disbelief. In his impression, when he was young, this ancestor was very resolute and decisive in his actions. Why now!

"Ancestor, I didn't expect that you have been in seclusion for thirty years and you are as cowardly as a mouse!" Hou Yuanming was also furious at this moment and looked at the ancestor of the Hou family angrily for speaking like this.

"Nonsense, even if your father was still alive, you wouldn't dare to talk to your ancestor like this!" The ancestor of the Hou family waved his sleeves, and Hou Yuanming was knocked back three steps, and a mouthful of blood would spurt out every time he took a step back.

"You!" Hou Yuanming forcibly stopped his retreat and looked at the ancestor of the Hou family with a look of dissatisfaction.

Looking at Hou Yuanming, the ancestor of the Hou family suddenly had murderous intent in his heart. If Hou Yuanming had not been his direct descendant, he would have had his head smashed by his palm.

Just now, when the ancestor of the Hou family looked at Jiang Shan, he discovered that the other party was not affected by his own derivation method at all. He must have a treasure in his possession that could defend him against the attacks of spiritual consciousness.

Such a treasure is something that even beings in the Nascent Soul stage rarely possess, but for a monk in the Qi Refining stage to possess it, it is naturally not easy.

And since he appeared, neither this young man nor the three alchemy monks in front of him showed any fear in their expressions.