Chapter 621

"Black-Hearted Eleven Bandits, are you tired of living? How dare you rob our 'North Water Yang Clan'?"

A golden robed elder looked straight ahead and shouted coldly.

He was standing on a large blue ship with a flag with the word "Yang" written on it.

Behind the elder, there were twenty to thirty people. Most of them were young, but their cultivation level was impressive. The lowest was around the Qi Transformation Realm and there were quite a number of Origin Realm cultivators. One look and anyone could tell that they were the elite members of a certain clan.

Among these twenty to thirty people, there was a man and a woman who stood out like the stars surrounding the moon.

The man had regular features and an extraordinary aura while the woman was as beautiful as a fairy with curved eyebrows, red lips, and an outstanding figure.

At this moment, all of them were looking at the opposite side with vigilance.

In front of the blue ship, there were fifty to sixty ferocious looking bandits. Among them, there were eleven leaders who emitted the aura of the Origin Realm.

The leader was the black-hearted boss with white hair and an eye patch. He was emitting a strong murderous aura. One look and anyone could tell that he was a ferocious person.

"We, the Black-Hearted Eleven Bandits, rob without caring about the background of others. As long as we can eat it, we eat it!"

A hunchbacked man laughed evilly.

"Aren't you afraid that after eating this meal, you won't have the chance to eat another one?"

The golden robed elder's ferocious expression sank slightly as he continued to shout.

No matter what, the Yang Clan was still a two star clan. With Void Sea Realm experts in the clan, they definitely wouldn't be afraid of these Black-Hearted Eleven Bandits.

But the crucial point was that there was only a portion of the Yang Clan here.

The Black-Hearted Eleven Bandits were all experts in the Origin Realm. Among them, the black-hearted boss was at the half-step Void Sea Realm and was extremely cruel.

Lao Er and Lao San were both peak late stage Origin Realm experts.

On the Yang Clan's side, there were only two peak late stage Origin Realm experts. One was himself and the other was the Yang Clan's hundred year genius, "Yang Fenghou". Before the age of fifty, he had already cultivated to the peak late stage Origin Realm and was already the next successor of the clan head.

If this group of Yang Clan's elites, including Yang Fenghou and Yang Yuhuan, were to die here, the golden robed elder wouldn't be able to answer to the ancestor even if he went to hell.

"Cut the crap, let's do it."

The black-hearted boss waved his hand and signaled to attack.

"Kill!"

"Kill them all! Rob them all!"

Behind him, the bandits all rushed out, all of them extremely excited.

Most people's gazes were on the woman next to Yang Fenghou. Her name was Yang Yuhuan, and she was the most beautiful woman in the North Water Region.

"A bunch of bandits who burn, kill, and loot. How dare you set your sights on my Yang Family. Today, I, Yang, shall exterminate all of you."

Yang Fenghou shouted and took out a purple jade sword. He slashed out a purple crystal light towards the bandits.

"Big Brother Howling Wind, let's kill the enemy together!"

Some people charged out together with Yang Fenghou.

In their hearts, Yang Fenghou was a role model for the younger generation of the Yang Family.

Yang Fenghou wasn't even 05 years old and he had already cultivated to the peak of the late stage of the Origin Realm. Furthermore, he had a high chance of breaking through to the Sky Sea Realm before the age of 15. He was indeed a prodigy that appeared once in a century in the Yang Clan.

"Sister Yuhuan, I'll protect you."

The other group of people surrounded the azure-clothed woman, Yang Yuhuan, acting as her flower protectors.

In the blink of an eye, enormous Quintessential Essence fluctuations and dazzling offensive Battle Skills erupted, causing a series of explosions.

Boom!

Boss Blackheart and the golden-robed old man fought.

"Blackheart Claw!"

Boss Blackheart reached out with his hand. An enormous amount of Quintessential Essence surged and formed a black claw the size of a human. That claw was brimming with killing intent and had a sharp attack as it clawed at the golden-robed old man's body.

Before the claw even got close, a huge suction force came from it, causing the golden-robed old man's heart to feel a sense of danger.

"Break!"

The golden-robed old man slashed down with a huge golden saber in his hand. A golden light screen that was tens of feet long poured down and engulfed the black claw.

However, the golden-robed old man's sense of danger didn't disappear.

Boom!

That black claw suddenly tore through the dazzling golden saber screen and extended out, continuing to attack the golden-robed old man.

The golden-robed old man's face darkened. He sighed in his heart that Boss Blackheart was indeed the boss of the Eleven Blackheart Bandits. His strength was indeed formidable.

Ding!

The golden-robed old man hurriedly waved his hand again and slashed at the claw.

"Elder, Brother Fenghou, save me …"

A member of the Yang Family shouted.

However, the golden-robed old man was busy fighting with Boss Blackheart and had no time to care about her.

The two bandits were constantly attacking a beautiful woman. Her clothes were constantly being torn apart, revealing her white jade-like skin.

At a certain moment, one of the bandits came to the back of the woman and struck out a palm, causing a cloud of black mist to invade her body.

The beautiful woman immediately lost all her strength and was pulled into the arms of the bandit. He then took out a black rope and tied her up.

"Hehe, chick, you'll be following me from now on."

The bandit with a mouth full of yellow teeth patted the beautiful woman's seductive butt and ran out.

"Damn it, put her down!"

Yang Fenghou's eyes flashed coldly as he yelled.

"Hehe, the prodigy of the Yang Clan, you should worry about yourself first."

The hunchbacked "Second Brother Blackheart" sneered.

Chi!

There were two hooks the size of wine jars in his hands. The hooks were full of barbs. It would be painful to be scratched by them.

"Ah …"

Another scream came, causing Yang Fenghou's body to shake and he immediately turned to look.

The person who screamed was the number one beauty of the North Water region, Yang Yuhuan.

If it was someone else, he wouldn't care, but a beauty like Yang Yuhuan was different.

Yang Fenghou was the number one prodigy of the Yang Clan. The position of patriarch would be his sooner or later. If he could obtain Yang Yuhuan's heart, his life would be even more perfect.

At this moment, Yang Yuhuan was being chased by a long-armed man. There were several corpses of the Yang Clan members nearby.

Swoosh!

Yang Fenghou took out a talisman and shot it out.

The talisman burned in the air and turned into a ray of fire that shot toward a long-armed man. This person was ranked third among the Blackheart Eleven Bandits.

"Child's play!"

The long-armed man was wearing green scale wrist guards. He waved his arms and a thick layer of green wind formed in front of him.

Boom!

The burning ray of fire collided with the wind and both dissipated.

Yang Yuhuan took this opportunity to retreat.

"Hehe, where do you think you're going?"

Unexpectedly, at this moment, another bandit came from the side and charged toward Yang Yuhuan.

The number of bandits far exceeded the Yang Clan's, and the beauty received special treatment.

At this moment, a man in blue approached the Yang Clan's ship. The man's demonic aura was astonishing and his cultivation was extraordinary. This made the Yang Clan members' expressions even more unsightly.

"Damn it, I can only stop these people with my life and let Yang Fenghou, Yang Yuhuan, and the other elites escape back to the Yang Clan."

The golden-robed old man's face was pale and he made up his mind.

But suddenly, he realized that the man in blue who had suddenly rushed in was actually attacking the Blackheart Eleven Bandits, killing two of them in an instant.

This man in blue was Chen Yu.

He was alarmed by the sound of the battle and rushed over.

After all, Chen Yu had to learn about the situation in this world through others. Moreover, he could only take root in this world and improve his strength as soon as possible.

The two parties fighting were a clan and a group of bandits. Naturally, Chen Yu was on the clan's side.

"Yang Ming Sword Finger!"

Chen Yu pointed out with his right index finger and a conspicuous blood-red sword Qi flew out at an extremely fast speed.

Poof!

The bandit who was approaching Yang Yuhuan was pierced through the head by Chen Yu's sword finger. Blood spurted out and his body fell to the side.

Yang Yuhuan's eyes lit up when she saw Chen Yu fighting with the bandits not far away.

Chen Yu's fighting style was extremely simple and domineering. He easily crushed the bandits with a circle and a palm, which made her heart beat faster.

"Thank you for your help, but the Blackheart Eleven Bandits have a lot of people. Please leave this place with the elites of my clan."

The golden-robed old man transmitted his voice to Chen Yu.

Although Chen Yu's strength was not bad, he was only one person.

Just as the golden-robed old man finished his sentence.

Whoosh!

A white-robed figure flew over from another direction. He had an extraordinary appearance and held a crystal sword in his hand, emitting a shocking sword intent.

"What a savage bandit! How dare you behave atrociously in the territory of the Heavenly Jade Sect!"

The white-robed man snorted coldly and stabbed out with his sword.

Swish!

A crystal white sword ray flew out and instantly split into ninety-nine sword rays, shuttling through the air like a rain of swords.

Swish! Poof!

The ninety-nine sword rays flew out and attacked the Blackheart Eleven Bandits.

The sword rays shuttled through the battlefield and saved many people from the Yang Clan. The leaders of the Blackheart Eleven Bandits were also injured by the white-robed man's sword ray and revealed a fearful expression.

"It's the Heavenly Jade Sect. Let's retreat!"

The leader of the Blackheart Eleven Bandits' eyes sank as he stared at the white-robed man and roared.

"Retreat!"

"Let's go!"

The Blackheart Eleven Bandits immediately led the remaining bandits to retreat.

Swish!

The white-robed man flew over in a straight line and landed on the blue ship like a falling leaf.

His handsome face and extraordinary temperament caused the eyes of the Yang Family's females to be filled with admiration and worship.

"I'm Yang An. This time, the Yang Clan was attacked by bandits. Thank you for your help. Otherwise, the elites of the Yang Clan would have been buried here!"

The golden-robed elder stepped forward and bowed.

He then glanced at the ship and found that there were eight elites of the Yang Clan left. Yang Fenghou and Yang Yuhuan were both alive. He immediately heaved a sigh of relief.

"Not at all. This is what I should do. If I were to look on with folded arms when encountering such a matter, and the elders of the Heavenly Jade Sect found out about it, they would surely punish me."

The white-robed man was modest and polite. His voice was magnetic and charming, captivating the ladies on the ship.

Even Yang Fenghou paled in comparison to him.

"May I know your name?"

Yang Fenghou stood up and asked.

Although the white-robed man had saved them, he was so outstanding that Yang Fenghou was a little jealous.

"I'm Yan Hanshan!"

The white-robed man smiled and said his name!

"Yan Hanshan!"

The elites of the Yang Clan were all shocked.

"You're Yan Hanshan of the outer sect of the Heavenly Jade Sect, the White Robe Jade Sword?"

"Oh my god, he's Yan Hanshan?"

"No wonder he's so handsome and powerful, and has such an extraordinary temperament!"

The disciples of the Yang Family worshiped their savior even more.

Yang Fenghou was also stunned. Then, he lowered his head slightly and his eyes dimmed.

He did not expect the other person to be Yan Hanshan.

As for the other savior of the Yang Clan, Chen Yu, he was also overshadowed by Yan Hanshan and was completely ignored.