Family Rise: Beginning with Grandfather

Time passed by minute by minute, and the people outside had already arrived at his door.

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

"Who are you?"

Then a shouting voice sounded, and Yang Mingcheng knew who made this sound.

Wu Da!

"Kill!"

At this moment, another low voice sounded, and then the door was suddenly knocked open.

"Master, be careful!"

Wu Da issued a warning.

At the same time, two masked figures in black rushed into Yang Mingcheng's room, but just as they knocked the door and rushed in, a sharp spear pierced their chests.

A straight stab, piercing through the chests of the two, Yang Mingcheng was not afraid at all, retracted the gun and stepped back, and the long spear pierced again.

But this time, his long spear was blocked by someone.

A figure who looked very strong actually raised a knife to block his long spear.

Yang Mingcheng's eyes flashed, and the long spear swung and stabbed repeatedly.

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

However, the opponent seemed to be very strong, and Yang Mingcheng was hit by more than ten spears in a row without any mistakes.

"Protect the master!"

"Go out!"

At this moment, the guards on both sides had already fought with the black-clothed men outside, and as the noise became louder and louder, the inn became noisy.

The guests staying in the hotel were all awakened, but they did not show up, just hiding in the room, or secretly watching the battle outside.

For the martial artists and merchants who traveled from north to south, such a situation was not uncommon.

Generally speaking, as long as they did not take the initiative to show up, the two sides of the fight would not involve outsiders. After all, since they dared to come out to walk in the world, they must have some strength.

Involving others is likely to cause big trouble.

Therefore, the fights in the world generally only target the target, and will not take the initiative to make trouble.

Of course, sometimes it is inevitable to harm innocent people. When fighting, many things are out of control.

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

The doorway was too narrow, which restricted his movement. 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 flew towards Yang Mingcheng like snowflakes.

Yang Mingcheng was still not afraid. He danced with his iron spear tightly, blocking all the blades three feet away.

The sound of ding-dong resounded, 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 the other party about his origins.

However, the other party said nothing, but just kept attacking. The three-foot-long sword hit harder and faster, just like a gust of wind.

Yang Mingcheng was motionless, his legs were as solid as a rock, and no matter how fierce the opponent's attack was, he 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 of the three brothers of the Yang family.

Seeing that the other party did not speak, Yang Mingcheng's figure suddenly jumped back, broke the window and jumped out of the room, and came to the street outside the inn.

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

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

The street is more empty, which is more conducive to his display, and of course it is more conducive to the other party to besiege him.

Sure enough, he just jumped onto the street, and a large number of black-clothed people appeared around him.

At a glance, there are probably twenty people, plus the black-clothed people in the inn, there are at least thirty people.

"Kill!"

There was another dull shout, and the black-clothed people around rushed towards Yang Mingcheng.

"Kill!"

Yang Mingcheng also roared, not retreating but advancing, waving his spear, and instantly picked up the two black-clothed people in front of him.

Then, the battle became more and more intense. Under the cold moonlight, swords and shadows intersected, and warm blood splashed.

Yang Mingcheng's tall figure was like a tiger fighting a pack of wolves, showing his mighty and domineering aura.

At this time, in the room of the inn, there was a pair of eyes looking at the battle on the street.

No, not one, but two.

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

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

As the battle became more and more intense, Yang Mingcheng's spear tip became more and more sharp, and every move seemed to carry a force of ten thousand pounds, and those who touched it would either die or be injured.

"Hey, this person's cultivation seems to be not low! I'm afraid he has the cultivation of the sixth level of the acquired realm!" The woman said in surprise.

The man frowned, "There are three post-natal level 6 warriors among the black-clothed men!"

The woman's eyes swept over the black-clothed men on the street and nodded slightly.

Except for the black-clothed men who were still in the inn, there were nearly 20 black-clothed men on the street, but the other black-clothed men were not strong, only the three black-clothed men on the periphery were strong.

These three people blocked Yang Mingcheng's surroundings and cut off Yang Mingcheng's escape route.

The woman showed a charming smile on her face and giggled, "Brother, do you want to make a bet on how long he can hold on!"

"No bet!" the man said decisively.

"Boring!" the woman said dissatisfiedly.

The man glanced at her and said, "Because this bet has no meaning!"

"What do you mean?" the woman said puzzledly.

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 uncle of the Yang family in Jing'an!"

The man threw down a sentence, and the next moment he jumped out, the blade was like a stream of light, and instantly killed two men in black.

The woman was stunned, "Jing'an Yang family?"

She didn't remember that Jing'an had the Yang family as a force in the underworld.

"Brother, which Yang family?"

If you can't remember, then ask.

"Yu Qingyi!" The man replied while fighting.

The woman suddenly showed a look of realization.

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

"Hey, this really can't be done by idly watching!"

The woman murmured a little angrily, and then drew her knife to join the battle.

With the addition of the two of them, the battle situation was reversed instantly, and the pressure on Yang Mingcheng, who was originally besieged, was doubled.

However, Yang Mingcheng's mind was full of confusion at this time, 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.

"Master!"

Wu Da was relieved when he saw that Yang Mingcheng didn't seem to be injured, but then he joined the battle with a group of guards.

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

At that time, Yang Zhengshan was still a defense officer in Yinghe Fort. If you count the time, it has been five or six years since then.

In these five or six years, Wu Da has also grown from a thin boy to a talent with the third level of acquired cultivation who can stand on his own.

The Yang family has always been generous to servants, and Yang Mingcheng is a down-to-earth person. He has always been the most sincere to the people around him.

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

Wu Da is loyal to Yang Mingcheng.

With Wu Da and his men joining the battle, the black-clothed men have completely lost their advantage in numbers, and one of the three black-clothed men at the sixth level of the acquired realm has been killed by the man just now.

"Don't chase!"

Soon, only one of the black-clothed men escaped, and Yang Mingcheng hurriedly called Wu Da who was still trying to chase him.

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

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

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

"What's wrong?" Yang Mingcheng asked.

"They are injured, uncle, don't worry, the injury is not serious!" Wu Da said.

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

"Thank you for saving my life!" Yang Mingcheng clasped his fists and thanked them.

If it weren't for these two people's attack just now, he would have to fight for his life today.

Although the three black-clothed men in the sixth level of the acquired realm were not as strong as him, he could only fight for his life with the three of them.

Maybe he could win, but the chance of losing would be greater.

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

"Well, I am Yang Mingcheng of the Yang family. May I ask the names of the two benefactors!" Yang Mingcheng said very sincerely.

"Haha, don't be so polite. I am Ning Qingqing from the Hengdao Sect. Well, I call Yu Qingyi a sister. If so, you should call me aunt!" Ning Qingqing said with a smile.

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

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

Ji Hai met Yang Mingcheng when he went to Yang's house to congratulate, so he could recognize Yang Mingcheng. As for why he helped Yang Mingcheng, it was not because the two sides had a good relationship.

In terms of relationship, Hengdao Sect and Tianqing Sword Sect can barely be regarded as having some friendship, but this friendship is limited to face friendship. Transferred to the Yang family, this friendship is almost nothing.

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

A person's reputation is like a tree's shadow.

Yang Zhengshan's reputation is not all good. The name of a killing god alone is enough to make countless people in the world extremely afraid.

The key is that his reputation as a killing god was earned with human lives. Tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of Hu people's lives made him a killing god.

If Yang Mingcheng died in the inn of their Hengdaomen, what if Yang Zhengshan was angry with them?

Yang Mingcheng is the eldest son of the Yang family. No matter what Yang Zhengshan did, it is possible.

In order to avoid being angered and implicated, Ji Haicai definitely helped Yang Mingcheng.