Rebuilding against the odds, starting from before my wife and daughter jumped off the building

Tang Zaitian bowed and came to Ye Junlin and whispered:

"Master, this bastard has the strength of an eighth-grade grandmaster. I suspect his combat power has reached the level of a half-step innate master."

"It doesn't matter!"

Ye Junlin stretched out his hand to interrupt Tang Zaitian's words, "He is just a small eighth-grade grandmaster, he can't cause any trouble."

"I worry too much!"

Seeing Ye Junlin so confident, Tang Zaitian could only step aside and say nothing.

Guo Shanren and Ma Guoping were both horrified and stared at Tang Zaitian.

I didn’t expect that this old guy was actually a member of the Yin Yang Sect.

His wife was slept with by Ye Junlin, but he was still willing to help Ye Junlin raise his son for so many years.

Instead of being ashamed of being a cuckold, I am proud of it.

"I have been in the Tang family for five years, but I didn't realize that Tang Zaitian was an outer sect elder of the Yin Yang Sect? I am really stupid and confused!"

Mr. Guo suddenly felt like a clown, being played around by Tang Zaitian.

He had been in the Tang family for so many years, but he had not discovered that Tang Zaitian was a martial arts master, nor had he thought that he would be an outer sect deacon of the Yin Yang Sect.

"Tang Zaitian is really good at hiding things."

"Sect Master, have you already broken through to the ninth level of innateness?"

Tang Zai Tian stood up and looked at Ye Junlin expectantly, waiting for his answer.

If Ye Junlin is really a congenitally strong man, then Lu Ping will die, the Feng family will perish, and the Tang family will become the overlord of Jiangbei. Who will dare to shake Tang Zaitian in the future?

"Some time ago, I had some enlightenment, and I accidentally touched the threshold of the ninth level of innateness."

Ye Junlin smiled awkwardly and spoke in a very obscure way.

Touching the threshold of the ninth level is only half a step to the innate level, but it has not truly broken through to the ninth level.

Tang Zaitian seemed to be possessed by a flatterer. He immediately clasped his hands and said loudly:

"Congratulations, Master! Congratulations, Grandmaster!"

"You are welcome!"

Ye Junlin patted Tang Zaitian on the shoulder and said meaningfully:

"I have wronged you all these years."

"I will not hesitate to die to relieve the master's worries!"

Tang Zaitian was originally an outer sect steward of the Yin Yang Sect. He accidentally discovered the affair between Ye Junlin and Jiang Mei and left the Sect.

Brought the whole family to Jiangbei for development.

Unexpectedly, less than half a year after they arrived in Jiangbei, Jiang Mei gave birth to a son.

Later, after a paternity test, it was found that the child was not Tang Zaitian's biological son.

Tang Zaitian had long guessed that this child was closely related to Ye Junlin. Even if he wanted to kill him, he did not have the courage to do so.

In desperation, he could only name him Sihai and raise him as his own son.

"Wonderful! It's really wonderful! One woman and multiple husbands, it really opened my eyes to the idea of ​​cutting my butt with a knife."

Lu Ping clapped his hands and cheered, staring at Tang Zaitian and Ye Junlin with a smile.

"I really admire a man who can swallow the humiliation of being cuckolded and live in harmony with the other party. No wonder you have been able to hide in the secular world for more than 20 years without revealing your identity. You really hid it well enough."

"Stop stirring up trouble here. I'm telling you, with the Sect Master taking action today, you will definitely die."

Tang Zaitian pointed at Lu Ping angrily and said bitterly:

"Master Sect Leader, he is the culprit who destroyed Si Hai and killed my son. He is also the father of those two panda-blooded bastards."

"I've known about this for a long time, and I've ordered people to go to the Rhine District to capture that bitch and the little bastard."

"The sect master is wise!"

Tang Zaitian was extremely happy. This meant that Ye Junlin’s arrangement was completely in line with his own plan.

As long as they can hold Lu Ping here and send people to the Rhine Community to capture Han Chuning and her two sons, they will be able to capture them easily.

A two-pronged approach, impeccable.

The smile on Lu Ping's face gradually disappeared, and turned into an extremely gloomy one.

He thought that Tang Zaitian would hold his wife and children hostage to force him to submit, but he didn't expect that people from the Yin-Yang Sect also went to the Rhine Community.

Can Lin Ruoqiu stop them alone?

Thinking of this, the usually calm Lu Ping finally became anxious. Nothing must happen to his wife and children!

"Have you said enough? If you want to do something, do it quickly. I don't have time to talk nonsense with you here."

"Hey, weren't you quite arrogant just now? Now you're anxious?"

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Tang Zaitian's face was full of mockery.

As long as Han Chuning and his mother were caught, he didn't believe that Lu Ping would not surrender.

If you want to destroy the Tang family, just dream on!

Lu Ping's mind moved, and a terrifying pressure swept across the entire place like a tide.

Then a green sword shadow condensed by spiritual energy appeared above his head.

This sword is an imperial weapon, named Qingfeng Sword.

Although it is condensed from spiritual energy, it is enough to kill these ants.

"Magical weapon?"

The moment Ye Junlin saw the Qingfeng Sword, he was shocked by the terrifying power of the sword.

"I didn't expect you to have such a magical weapon. I underestimated you."

You should know that the Yin-Yang Sect has been passed down for hundreds of years, and there is only one magic weapon in the sect, the Yin-Yang Mirror.

And when Lu Ping raised his hand, a magical sword appeared. How could he not be envious?

"However, as long as I kill you, this magical sword will belong to me and our Yin Yang Sect."

"idiot!"

Lu Ping stared at Ye Junlin as if he were an idiot.

Then, he reached out and slowly grasped the Qingfeng Sword.

Immediately, a sword slashed out!

Suddenly, the sky and the earth changed color, and the sounds of dragon roars and tiger roars filled the entire mourning hall.

Whoosh!

At the same time, a ray of green sword energy suddenly flew out.

It seems like a breeze is blowing, warm and gentle.

Ye Junlin did not dare to be careless and immediately made a blocking move. A 20-centimeter-thick air wall formed in front of him, protecting Tang Zaitian, Jiang Mei and Tang Sihai.

However, apart from the gentle breeze, there was no other movement in the field, and the filtered green sword energy seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

Mr. Guo couldn't help but frown and reminded:

"Master, I didn't hit you!"

"It's okay, let the sword energy fly for a while!"

"Fly for a while? What do you mean?"

Guo Shanren, Ma Guoping and Feng Chengcheng were all confused by Lu Ping's words.

Everyone knows that sword energy kills people in a straight line. Even a ninth-grade innate person cannot make the sword energy turn. But Lu Ping said to let the sword energy fly for a while?

Can the sword energy really obey your command and hit wherever you point it?

Ye Junlin glared at Lu Ping fiercely and shouted angrily:

"Stop pretending in front of me. Today, I will kill you."

"Don't worry, none of you can escape."

Lu Ping chuckled.

Tang Zaitian laughed wildly, "Hahaha, if you have the ability, defeat our leader first!"

"Watch out, you bastard!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful aura burst out from Ye Junlin.

He clenched his fists, tapped the ground with his feet, and leaped up like an eagle, immediately rushing towards Lu Ping's face.

However, the moment he jumped up, a strong wind blew up.

Countless sword energies were like dense rain lines, strangling Ye Junlin.

It was like a dragon emerging from the sea, or a tiger descending from the mountain, and the sounds of dragon roars and tiger roars were endless.

Phew! Phew!

As soon as Ye Junlin's fist touched the sword energy, his body was like tofu falling into a badminton racket, turning into countless angular squares, falling to the ground with a crackling sound.

The flesh and blood were so bloody that it was too horrible to look at.

Seeing this scene, the smiles on the faces of Tang Zaitian, Jiang Mei and Tang Sihai froze instantly.

"Dead, dead!"

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. Jun Lin is a half-step innate strongman. How could he die so easily?"

"No, run away!"