My apprentice is not easy

Chapter 14 Battle

When it was mentioned suddenly, Jiang's father raised his brows lightly, took the tea handed by his wife, pushed aside the tea leaves and took a sip.

"My son said not to sell it, so let's not sell it!"

Uncle Jiang suddenly became anxious.

"Big brother!"

Father Jiang smiled happily.

"Second brother, if you want to sell, isn't it the one who sold your son?"

Uncle Jiang was immediately dumbfounded.

He wants to sell it, so his son has to have it!
Seeing that Second Uncle Jiang was devastated here, Wang Yongyan stopped counting on him, looked at Jiang Yuehan and said coldly.

"Young Master Jiang, have you thought about it clearly?"

Jiang Yuehan spoke with calm eyes.

"I've made it very clear."

"good very good!"

Wang Yongyan nodded, took a step back, raised the fan in his hand, and a group of people who followed him hurried forward and stood beside him.

"Everyone in the Jiang family has had contact with demons. We, the demon subduers, have been ordered to investigate those who have had an affair with demons!"

After the words fell, Second Uncle Jiang rushed forward.

"Young Master Wang, calm down, Young Master Wang, it won't be, it won't be like this..."

Before he finished speaking, a young man stepped forward, grabbed his collar, and threw him aside.

The movements were neat, as if what was lost was just an unimportant item.

After throwing people away, he even patted Wang Yongyan's sleeves.

Wang Yongyan accepted all this calmly, and spit out two words.

"Go!"

After the words fell, the young masters and ladies next to him took out their weapons one after another.

The cold light of the sword flickered, and the atmosphere in the hall instantly became chilling.

"I'll give you one more chance!"

Wang Yongyan hit the fan and shook it gently.

"Either give me something, or..."

He only said half of what he said, leaving the half for Jiang Yuehan to take care of himself.

But seeing Jiang Yuehan's eyes wandering over the swords in the hands of several people, he completely ignored his reminder.

Wang Yongyan's face immediately darkened.

He turned to look at the person next to him, his gaze was cold.

The young masters and ladies nodded, and with a wave of their weapons, they rushed towards Jiang Yuehan.

Jiang Yuehan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he planned to step back first.

But suddenly, I felt something in my heart.

With a slight movement of the fingers, a pen appeared in his hand.

The wooden-colored pen holder, the white pen, and the ink on the nib, at first glance, look ordinary, but if you look closely, the pen seems to be shining with golden light.

At the same time, a young master has already attacked.

The sword light flickered and came straight to Jiang Yuehan's throat.

Jiang Yuehan hurriedly took a step back, raised his hand, and waved his pen casually.

The pure black ink was thrown from the tip of the pen, and condensed into an irregular shape in the air, as if it had come to life, while squirming, it landed on the hand of the visitor.

The young man froze for a moment.

"what?"

I saw the irregular ink, quickly extending along his hand, climbing up his arm.

Brother Gongzi felt bad, and hurriedly shook his arm vigorously, but... he couldn't get rid of the ink stain no matter what.

But in an instant, his entire arm was completely covered in ink.

In the next second, the ink blot suddenly shrank.

"what!"

Brother Young Master screamed, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a "clang".

Jiang Yuehan's eyes moved slightly, and he understood something in a daze.

Pick up the pen and sway it in the air.

At this moment, the surrounding air has become a canvas, and Jiang Yuehan is still adding ink and color to it.

"Stop him!"

Wang Yongyan shouted coldly.

After speaking, he moved and appeared next to the bound Young Master, took out a talisman and patted it on.

Crimson flames rose from the talisman, and the tightly bound black ink stains suddenly changed.

From vitality, it became sluggish and dry, and finally, it turned into dust and scattered.

At the same time, several other people also rushed to Jiang Yuehan.

The sword struck from several directions, Jiang Yuehan pursed his lips, and moved his hands a little faster.

Finally, when the sword came, he made a formula with his left hand, recited the incantation silently, and pointed at the ink.

The floating ink began to swell immediately, turning into a huge three-meter-high pure black animal-shaped creature, which blocked the sword with only its body.

Look carefully, it seems to be a...canine creature, let's call it a dog.

Seeing the Mojiu dog show its power and block the enemy, Jiang Yuehan couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief, and backed up a few steps with a pale face, leaving the battlefield.

In fact, Jiang Yuehan had no idea about this battle.

He just entered the country yesterday, and each of these young masters and ladies who came here has been practicing for an unknown amount of time, and their strength is higher than his.

In such a comparison, it seems very clear who wins and loses.

But...he believed in his master!

Since the master left him here to deal with these people, it means that he is not without the possibility of winning!

Isn't the pen in your hand the answer?

When he glanced at other people's swords and thought about whether he had lost his momentum with his bare hands, the master sent this pen!

Master... Are you looking at him?
Jiang Yuehan's eyes suddenly lit up, and his mood improved rapidly.

He, who has a fairy as his master, is not proud yet. A son of a grand master, why should he be proud?
All kinds of thoughts are only in the blink of an eye.

And in front, the ink-stained dog has already fought with several enemies.

Due to its huge size and special composition, Mojiugou is not afraid of cutting swords at all.

Let the weapon fall on his body, causing a pool of ripples, splashing ink droplets, raising his two forelimbs, and stepping down suddenly.

The young master who was right in front panicked, and hurriedly raised his knife to resist.

But with a "click", the long knife broke suddenly from the middle, and the two paws of the ink-stained dog also fell on the young master's body.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the son flew upside down, knocked down the tables and chairs, and lay on the ground with a sluggish expression.

Second Uncle Jiang, who was hiding not far away, was so frightened that he leaned against the wall, trembling all over, wishing he could just hide in the wall.

Of course, at this time, no one cares about him.

The ink-stained dog gained a profit, and immediately opened its huge mouth, roaring silently.

When the first lady saw this, she felt that it was an opportunity. She accelerated her feet, and the long sword in her hand went straight to the side of the ink-stained dog's neck.

Unexpectedly, Mojigou turned around and raised its hind paw.

"puff!"

Similarly, he vomited blood and flew upside down, smashing tables and chairs.

The ink-stained dog's head was shaking in a circle, showing a bit of embarrassment.

Several young masters and young ladies looked serious, and they winked at each other, and at the same time they became violent, and attacked together from several directions.

Mojiu dog stopped shaking his head, and the sudden man stood up, and quickly attacked with two front paws.

"Boom, poof! Boom, poof..."

There was a continuous sound, except for Wang Yongyan, all the other young masters and ladies had fallen to the ground, all in a panic.

Mojigou shook his head again, with his forelimbs on his waist, looking at Wang Yongyan in front of him with an arrogant look.

But suddenly, Wang Yongyan's figure blurred and disappeared.

Mojigou stopped shaking his head, turned around and swooped.

Sure enough, Wang Yongyan appeared behind Jiang Yuehan holding a long sword, slashing with the sword.

And Mojigou's position and speed seem to be too late...

(End of this chapter)