Chapter 294 He is the uncle of the Jing'an Yang family!
Time passed minute by minute, and the person outside had already arrived at his door.

Just when Yang Mingcheng was ready for battle, there was a creaking sound of a door opening outside.

"Who are you?"

Then a questioning voice was heard, and Yang Mingcheng knew who made this voice.

Wu Da!

"kill!"

At this moment, another low voice was heard, and then the door was suddenly slammed open.

"Master, be careful!"

Wu Da gave a warning.

At the same time, two masked figures in black rushed into Yang Mingcheng's room. Just as they broke through the door and rushed in, a sharp gun tip pierced their chests.

With one straight thrust, Yang Mingcheng pierced through the chests of the two men. He was not afraid at all. He put away his spear and stepped back, then stabbed again with his spear.

But this time, his spear was blocked by someone.

A strong-looking figure actually raised his knife and blocked his spear.

Yang Mingcheng's eyes flashed, and he swung and stabbed with his spear repeatedly.

The narrow space restricted the movement of the spear, but it also restricted the opponent's movements, making it impossible for the opponent to dodge and only able to defend.

However, the opponent seemed to be very strong. He shot Yang Mingcheng more than ten times in a row without any mistake.

"Protect the master!"

"rush out!"

At this moment, the guards on both sides were already fighting with the men in black outside, and as the noise grew louder, the inn became noisy.

The guests staying there were all woken up, but they did not show up. They just hid in their rooms or secretly watched the fight outside.

This situation is not uncommon for martial artists and businessmen traveling from north to south.

Generally speaking, as long as the two parties in a fight don't take the initiative to show up, they won't involve outsiders. After all, if they dare to come out and roam the world, they must have some strength.

If you get other people involved, you're likely to get into big trouble.

Therefore, the fights in the martial arts world are usually only aimed at the target and will not take the initiative to create complications.

Of course, sometimes innocent people are inevitably affected, and when a fight occurs, many things are out of control.

In the room, Yang Mingcheng had retreated to the bedside. He was not forced back by the other party, but he took the initiative to retreat in order to allow the other party to enter the room.

The doorway was too narrow, which restricted his movements; the room was much more spacious, allowing him to swing his spear to his heart's content.

As soon as the other party rushed into the room, the blade floated towards Yang Mingcheng like snowflakes.

Yang Mingcheng remained unafraid, and wielded his iron spear so tightly that all the blades were blocked three feet away.

The sound of tinkling clangs rang out, and sparks burst out in the dim room.

"Who are you and why do you want to kill me?" Yang Mingcheng actually had the leisure to ask about the other party's origins.

However, the opponent said nothing, but just kept attacking. Each blow with the three-foot-long sword was heavier than the last, and each blow was faster than the last, just like a strong wind sweeping through.

Yang Mingcheng, however, remained motionless, his legs as steady as a rock. No matter how fierce the opponent's attack was, it could not break his defense.

Yang Mingcheng has always been the most easily overlooked of the three brothers of the Yang family, but in fact, Yang Mingcheng is the one with the highest cultivation and the strongest strength among the three brothers of the Yang family.

Seeing that the other party didn't say anything, Yang Mingcheng suddenly jumped back, broke the window and jumped out of the room, and came to the street outside the inn.

He originally wanted to ask the other party about his origins, but the other party obviously would not reveal his identity easily.

In that case, there is no need to think too much, just deal with the other party first.

The streets were more spacious, which was more conducive to his performance and of course also more conducive for the other side to besiege him.

Sure enough, as soon as he jumped onto the street, a large number of men in black appeared around him.

At a glance, there were probably twenty people, plus the men in black in the inn, there were at least thirty people.

"kill!"

There was another dull shout, and the surrounding men in black rushed towards Yang Mingcheng.

"kill!"

Yang Mingcheng also let out a roar, and instead of retreating, he advanced, waving his spear, and instantly knocked the two men in black in front of him away.

Then, the battle became more and more intense. Under the cold moonlight, swords flashed and warm blood splattered.

Yang Mingcheng's tall figure was like a tiger fighting a pack of wolves, showing his might and dominance.

At this time, in the room of the inn, a pair of eyes were watching the battle on the street.

No, not one, but two.

"Brother, I didn't expect there would be such a good show tonight!" A charming woman in a bright red dress walked into the room and said to the handsome man in front of the window.

The man's eyes were fixed on Yang Mingcheng who was fighting, and the woman walked to the window and also looked at Yang Mingcheng.

As the battle became more intense, Yang Mingcheng's spear became more and more powerful. Every move seemed to carry a force of ten thousand pounds, causing either death or injury to anyone who was touched.

"Hey, this person's cultivation seems to be quite high! I'm afraid he has reached the sixth level of acquired cultivation!" the woman said in surprise.

The man frowned, "There are three sixth-level warriors among the men in black!"

The woman glanced at the men in black on the street and nodded slightly.

Excluding the men in black who were still in the inn, there were nearly twenty men in black on the street. However, the other men in black were not strong. Only the three men in black on the periphery were quite strong.

The three men blocked Yang Mingcheng's surroundings and cut off his escape route.

The woman showed a charming smile on her face and chuckled, "Brother, how about making a bet on how long he can last!"

"No gambling!" the man said decisively. "Boring!" the woman said dissatisfiedly.

The man glanced at her and said, "Because this bet is meaningless!"

"What do you mean?" the woman asked puzzled.

The man slowly drew out the long knife in his hand, "That person can't die here!"

"Why?" the woman was even more confused.

"He is the master of the Jing'an Yang family!"

The man threw down a sentence, and the next moment he jumped out. His blade was as fast as flowing light, and he instantly killed the two men in black.

The woman looked stunned, "Jing'an Yang Family?"

For a moment, she did not remember that Jing'an had the Yang family, a powerful underworld force.

"Brother, which Yang family?"

If you can't remember, just ask.

"Yu Qingyi!" the man replied while fighting.

The woman suddenly showed a look of realization.

The Jing'an Yang family is naturally not a powerful force in the martial arts world, but Yu Qingyi is from the Tianqing Sword School.

"Hey, we really can't just stand by and watch this!"

The woman murmured something angrily, then drew her sword and joined the battle.

With the addition of these two people, the situation of the battle was reversed instantly, and the pressure on Yang Mingcheng, who was originally besieged, was greatly reduced.

But at this time Yang Mingcheng's mind was a mess and he couldn't understand the situation.

Why did these people come to kill him?
Why did those two people help him?
Yang Mingcheng was confused.

At this time, Wu Da and others in the inn rushed out.

"uncle!"

Wu Da was relieved to see that Yang Mingcheng did not seem to be injured, but he immediately joined the battle with a group of guards.

Wu Da is Wu Hai's eldest son and was one of the first servants bought by the Yang family.

At that time, Yang Zhengshan was still serving as a defense officer in Yinghe Fort. It has been five or six years since then.

During these five or six years, Wu Da also grew from a skinny boy into a talented person who has achieved the third level of acquired cultivation and can stand on his own.

The Yang family has always been kind to their servants, and Yang Mingcheng is a down-to-earth person who is always sincere to the people around him.

Although Yang Mingcheng is sometimes ignored outside, he is the best master among the servants at home.

Wu Da was loyal to Yang Mingcheng.

With Wu Da and the others joining the battle, the men in black had completely lost their advantage in numbers, and one of the three men in black who were at the sixth level of the acquired realm had been killed by the man just now.

"Stop chasing!"

Soon, only one of the men in black escaped, and Yang Mingcheng hurriedly stopped Wu Da who was about to chase him.

"Uncle, you are not hurt, are you?" Wu Da came to his senses, ran to Yang Mingcheng and asked with concern.

"No, are you okay, brothers?" Yang Mingcheng looked at Wu Da, then at the guards around him.

"Uh, Xiaoliu and Shitou are still upstairs. You two should go up and take a look!" Wu Da remembered his companions who were still in the inn, and hurriedly instructed the guards around him.

"What's wrong?" Yang Mingcheng asked.

"They are injured, don't worry, uncle, their injuries are not serious!" said Wu Da.

Yang Mingcheng nodded, then turned his gaze to the man and woman standing not far away.

"Thank you both for saving my life!" Yang Mingcheng clasped his fists in thanks.

If these two people hadn't taken action just now, he would have really fought to his death today.

Although the three black-clothed men at the sixth level of the acquired realm were not as strong as him, he had no choice but to fight for his life when the three of them joined forces.

Maybe he has a chance of winning, but the chance of losing is greater.

The man stood still with the knife in his arms, and was about to speak, but the woman spoke first: "Haha, you are the boss of the Yang family!"

"Well, I am Yang Mingcheng from the Yang family. May I ask the names of your two benefactors?" Yang Mingcheng said sincerely.

"Haha, don't be so polite. I'm Ning Qingqing from the Hengdao Sect. Well, I'm a sister to Yu Qingyi. So, by this calculation, you should call me aunt!" Ning Qingqing said with a smile.

The two people in front of him were Ji Hai and Ning Qingqing from the Hengdao Sect. When Yang Zhengshan and Yu Qingyi got married, they went to congratulate them on behalf of the Hengdao Sect.

It was no coincidence that Ji Hai and Ning Qingqing were here, because the Xinfu Inn in front of them was the property of their Hengdao Sect. Not only the Xinfu Inn, the Hengdao Sect had many properties in Xinping Town. They would come to Xinping Town every few months to inspect the sect's properties.

Ji Hai had met Yang Mingcheng when he went to the Yang family to congratulate them, so he was able to recognize Yang Mingcheng. As for why he helped Yang Mingcheng, it was not because the two parties had any good relationship.

In terms of relationships, the Hengdao Sect and the Tianqing Sword Sect can be said to have some friendship, but this friendship is only limited to face. When it comes to the Yang family, this friendship is almost non-existent.

Ji Hai took action because he was afraid that this matter would cause trouble for the Hengdao Sect.

The shadow of a famous tree.

Yang Zhengshan's reputation is not all good. The mere title of a killing god is enough to make countless people in the martial arts world fear him.

The key point is that his title of God of Killing was earned with human lives. The lives of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of Hu people made him famous.

If Yang Mingcheng died in the Hengdao Sect's inn, what if Yang Zhengshan took his anger out on the Hengdao Sect?

Yang Mingcheng is the eldest son of the Yang family, so no matter what Yang Zhengshan does, it is possible.

In order to avoid being blamed and implicated, Ji Hai decided to help Yang Mingcheng.

(End of this chapter)