Blood splattered, and the spear penetrated through Yang Tianyou's chest.

Yang Tianyou's eyes were still staring at the space, as if waiting for something.

"Father!"

The two brothers of the Yang family yelled together.

The voice was heart-wrenching, and watching his father fall down in front of him with his own eyes, which caused a huge blow to the young two.

"snort!"

The general snorted coldly again, and the spear head turned, and Yang Tianyou's body instantly turned into blood mist in the sky.

The air was filled with blood, Yang Jiao and Yang Jian's voice was hoarse, Yang Chan had fainted, and the pain she experienced in one day was not something she, a little girl, could bear.

The general of heaven was about to take action again and killed the brother and sister together to report his life. A Buddha's name came from his ears!

"Amitabha, forgive others when you have to forgive others. How can the donor bear to take such a heavy blow to children!"

"Who?"

The general of heaven became alert in an instant, and his divine thoughts kept scanning the surroundings, but still found nothing.

The space behind Yang Jiao was twisted, and a monk wearing a cassock appeared.

"I am a pharmacist, I have seen the heavenly general!"
Chapter completed!