Jiang Weimin bared his teeth and showed his killing opportunity, trying to blow up the people who came in. Whoever dares to move him is sentenced to death.

But seeing that it was Li Xiangyun, Jiang Weimin's face changed slightly and restrained his murderous spirit.

Li Xiangyun, the leader of the third generation of the Li family and the first master of the Xiang generation, has long been a saint of Asia. He even touched the threshold of the saint. If he stamped his feet in the capital, he could trigger an earthquake. Only the uncle of Jiang Weimin can compete with this person in the Chiang family. No one else.

The Chiang family and the Li family are both super families in the capital. No one overwhelms the other. Jiang Weimin can bully others, but a few people will frighten him. Li Xiangyun is one of them. Not because of Li Xiangyun's strength, but because Li Xiangyun was also a cruel role and did things regardless of the consequences.

"Uncle Li." Jiang Weimin got up and smiled.

Li Xiangyun stared at Jiang Weimin and hummed, "do you still have uncle Li in your eyes? You and the waste dragon tiger immortal are responsible for the Dragon God competition. They have made so many things and have not been punished. Do you think the organizers dare not do anything to you?"

Jiang Weimin was slightly angry, but he dared not refute.

Li Xiangyun scolded, "don't think you're so careful. I don't know. Since you have a fair duel with Yang Ping, don't engage in other moths."

Jiang Weimin hurriedly said, "I abide by the spirit of the organizer. Is there any misunderstanding about Uncle Li?"

Li Xiangyun sneered and hummed, "don't tell me anything else. What's the purpose of the ambush of more than 30 experts you sent? I don't say much. It's not a gentleman's job to make trouble for Yang Ping at the foot of the mountain. Are the descendants of the dignified Jiang family embarrassed because they are afraid of Yang Ping, or they will go up the mountain?"

Jiang Weimin's face changed dramatically.

He was originally trying to make things difficult for Yang Ping, not to be afraid, but now when Li Xiangyun says it, he is afraid of Yang Ping's obstruction by all means. The two mean completely different. If it is spread that Jiang Weimin is afraid to fight because of fear, it is estimated that it will become a joke in the capital.

"Uncle Li, please listen to me." Jiang Weimin hurriedly said.

Li Xiangyun waved his hand and said coldly, "I don't need you to explain. I just need to take action. Now Yang Ping is ready to leave Longcheng. If the final can't be held on time, the coming saints need you to go out and explain."

Jiang Weimin was cold in his heart.

Although he was a saint of Asia and had a high status in the Chiang family, he was almost like a mole ant in front of those saints. Although they came to watch the war, they actually looked at the face of the ancestors of the Chiang family. His battle with Yang Ping was tantamount to a babbling child. They didn't see much.

Offend those saints who are above. After returning, the ancestors of the Chiang family are expected to peel off his skin.

What should I do?

Jiang Weimin's face is changeable. He can't ask Yang Ping to come back and fight by himself. In that case, he doesn't have to fight. He has fallen down. He wanted to attack Yang Ping's momentum. Who wants to be coquettish.

The purpose of Li Xiangyun's coming is to crack down on the arrogance of the Chiang family, show his influence and beat Jiang for the people. Don't push an inch.

When the goal is achieved, Li Xiangyun is ready to leave.

"Brother Li, let's stay out of the fight of the children."

A gentle voice came from the door, and a gentle middle-aged man came in. When he entered the door, there seemed to be flowers in full bloom around him, with the smell of spring, and the lush trees, flowers and plants were full of vitality.

When Jiang Weimin saw the visitor, he was surprised and said, "uncle."

Li Xiangyun stared at the door with a sneer.

Jiang Zhongze smiled at Li Xiangyun and advised, "I don't know what brother Li thinks I said. Brother Li is so aggressive that he is suspected of bullying his younger generation."

Li Xiangyun said, "as long as it doesn't affect the progress of the competition, I didn't deliberately suppress him."

Jiang Zhongze chuckled and said, "of course I'm not saying brother Li bullies the younger generation. Since Yang Ping is the protagonist of the battle, he should bear great pressure, difficulties and obstacles and forge ahead. He is the real warrior. If he can't stand a little grievance, it's better not to fight the battle. I believe he won't really leave."

Of course, Li Xiangyun knew that Yang Ping would not leave. The purpose of coming over was to knock on Jiang's house. Now a Jiang Zhongze suddenly appeared, and things became complicated.

Jiang Zhongze's strength ranked first in the third generation of the Jiang family. Among the four super families in that year, Li Xiangyun also suffered from this person's loss in the competition for the first person of the three generations in the capital. Although Jiang Zhongze looks elegant, there are too many intrigues in his heart.

"In that case, I will leave and hope that he and Yang Ping can bring a really fair and wonderful battle to the sage."

When the goal is achieved, Li Xiangyun leaves.

Only Jiang Weimin and Jiang Zhongze's uncle and nephew were left in the room. Jiang Weimin looked at his uncle excitedly. He was the object of his worship and wrote many legends. He was the fourth generation absolute authority of the Chiang family and the backbone of this mission.

"For the people, you are so confused." Jiang Zhongze shook his head, sat in the first seat and sighed.

Jiang Weimin was cold in his heart and hurriedly said, "uncle, I'm wrong."

Jiang Zhongze looked at his nephew, who was also the hope of the Chiang family. His eyes were soft and said, "you have done so many things that your ancestors are very disappointed."

Boom!

Jiang Weimin's face changed dramatically and lost his blood color.

The death of his ancestors was tantamount to the death penalty. All the rights of Jiang Weimin come from his ancestors. If he loses the love of his ancestors, he is nothing. So Jiang looked at Jiang Zhongze in fear, fear and despair for the people.

Jiang Zhongze said with a smile, "you don't have to worry. Your ancestors won't care too much about your means. Although what you do is a little mean, you should kill the enemy before you do it. Yang Ping didn't die, all you did fell short of success."

Jiang Weimin opened his mouth.

Jiang Zhongze reminded: "don't make trouble for Yang Ping any more. What you have to do now is to kill him openly on the battlefield. Do you understand?"

Jiang Weimin was moved. He knew that uncle made a lot of efforts because his ancestors didn't give up.

"Uncle, I won't let you down."

Jiang Weimin's eyes were burning with anger, and his heart was holding a breath, trying to break Yang Ping into pieces.

Jiang Zhongze nodded with satisfaction and ignited Jiang's breath for the people. The purpose of coming here was completed. He got up and said, "you should calm down and adjust your state. Yang Ping is not a sage, but you must not despise it. You must use 100% of your strength to deal with the enemy."

"The saints are coming. I'll meet them." Jiang Zhongze got up and left.

Jiang Weimin sat, closed his eyes and entered a state of adjustment.

At this moment, he got Jiang Zhongze's on-demand broadcast. He abandoned all distractions and went further.

Yang's small hospital.

Yang Ping received a call from Li Xiangdong and smiled faintly when she learned what had happened on the green hill. He did a good job of killing people with a knife. He used the Li family to attack Jiang Weimin. Since you embarrass me, I'll give you a tooth for a tooth.

"Let's go to green hill. It's about to start." Yang Ping said with a smile.

Others looked at each other. They didn't want to leave Longcheng to play before. Now how can they go to Castle Peak to fight. Zhu Xi and Mingzhu both looked worried at the same time.

Yang Ping chuckled and said, "you don't seem to have confidence in me?"

When Yang Ping and his party came to the foot of the green hill, they were not made difficult. The director of the organizer greeted them personally and kept apologizing. This makes Mingzhu feel unreal. It's just to leave for a while. Why does the host's attitude turn 180 degrees?

Yang Ping stepped on the stone steps.

There were auspicious clouds on the green mountains, and several terrible smells came.