Chapter 18 Waste
The Yang family’s backyard was brightly lit, and a group of tribesmen and guards were gathered next to the lake. It is roughly estimated that there were at least 700 to 800 people.
This scene should have been very lively, but an extremely strange scene appeared in the scene.
The crowd was so quiet that it was vermicelli that it was heard. Almost ninety percent of the people had their mouths wide open and their eyes were wide open, like living wood sculptures.
Everyone couldn't believe what was happening in front of them. The invincible master of God Transformation was beaten like a dead dog by Yang Xuanzhen.
Moreover, Yang Xiong was defeated so cleanly that he didn't even have room to turn over. He was straight and limp in the pit, and blood was gushing out all over his body. He had already vented more and had less venting.
This result is completely beyond everyone's expectations.
It should be noted that if a master of the magical transformation realm like Yang Xiong is unable to kill him, it is possible to do so unless two or three powerful people of the same level join forces to siege him.
But now, Yang Xuanzhen defeated Yang Xiong on the spot with just one person's strength. This kind of strength is so terrifying.
Not to mention, Yang Xuanzhen is less than twenty years old this year and is still young and immature. If he is given dozens of years to grow, wouldn’t he have to sweep Yanbei City and look down on the heroes?
If you cultivate it, even if you cultivate the legendary secret realm of magical powers, you may not be without a trace of hope.
Once Yang Xuanzhen enters the secret realm of magical powers, the entire Yang family will benefit from it and ascend to heaven.
At that time, not to mention all the forces in Yanbei City will bow down to the feet of the Yang family.
Even if you look at the entire 348 cities of Changning Prefecture, there is a place for the Yang family. As long as you don’t provoke some ancient families and sects, you can basically be rampant.
Thinking of this, many people's breathing became rapid. Looking at the tall figure standing proudly on the top of the rockery, their eyes were filled with deep fanaticism.
Moreover, even worse among the crowd, they had already started to talk loudly, completely despising the seriously injured and dying Yang Xiong as if nothing had happened.
"Xuan Zhen's nephew is extremely talented and invincible. He crosses the fifth level to defeat the old thief Yang Xiong, and is really a god."
"Yes, Yang Xiong maintains his own cultivation and tries to provoke Yang Xuanzhen, who has descended to earth, deserves death!"
"The old thief Yang Xiong has already lost his wisdom and is very guilty. He ended up like this and is really his own fault."
"Hmph, Yang Xiong is just Er'er, and he deserves to be called the head of my Yang clan? He is simply shameless!"
"Haha...Yang Xiong, do you still remember me? My name is Yang Yong. I used to work under your command. My son Yang Hao was broken by her limbs because of a little friction with your daughter. He is still slumped in the bed and is still surviving."
At this time, three tribe members walked out of the crowd, accusing and insulting Yang Xiong with ferocious faces, extremely sad.
These three people once had a grudge against Yang Xiong for various reasons. Now that the other party has fallen, they immediately stood up, expose the other party's ugly face, take revenge and humiliate the other party, and use Xue's hatred.
"Stop it all!"
Yang Honglie's face was completely distorted, staring at these tribe members who were usually timid in front of him.
"You three stupid pigs are just livestock raised by your elder brother. You dare to bite your master. Isn't that right?"
The three of them looked back at Yang Honglie, and their eyes suddenly flashed with a strong panic, and they did not dare to look at him.
Even, there were two people who turned around and ran away without saying a word, as if their fear of Yang Honglie had been deeply imprinted into their bone marrow.
I am afraid that I will suffer a catastrophe if I slow down.
The remaining man stood stiffly in place, not daring to move forward or retreat.
I have to say that Yang Honglie is indeed quite powerful in the Yang family. Even though he is seriously injured at this moment, his remaining power is still there, and he easily shocked these three Yang family members, making them panic all day long.
"Hmph, no timid rats, the waste is too much!"
Yang Honglie sneered disdainfully, turned to look at the crowd and shouted: "I tell you, my brother will not be defeated, and it is even more impossible to lose!"
"I don't believe that fakes are all fake. This is the demon invading my mind. It is an illusion, a dream, but just a dream..."
"Haha, how can the eldest brother lose to this little beast? It's impossible, absolutely impossible... I don't believe it, I'm going to wake up, wake me up..."
The more Yang Honglie spoke, the louder heavier he spoke, and gradually became incoherent until he was hysterical. Finally, he stumbled and took several steps back, as if he was crazy.
Seeing this, the two tribe members who were supporting him quickly left him, with fear in their eyes.
"The dragon and tiger quickly stabilize my spirit, and the demons retreat!"
Yang Honglie was still shouting, constantly shaking his head, and at the same time, waving his fists randomly, unwilling to admit the tragic facts in front of him, trying to wake up from the nightmare.
Yang Xiong is his greatest reliance on killing Yang Xuanzhen and his only hope.
If Yang Xiong is not Yang Xuan’s real opponent, what kind of ability does he have to fight against the other party?
He could only desperately deny this fact and achieve the purpose of self-comfort.
"It doesn't matter if you don't believe it now. When you get down, I will ask the King of Hell if this is a dream..."
Suddenly, a cold voice sounded in Yang Honglie's ears, making him terrified and shocked.
He turned his head suddenly and saw that Yang Xuanzhen had arrived beside him at some point and stared at him straight.
The young man had no expression on his face, only a cold light radiated from his dark eyes, like two sharp swords, piercing people's hearts.
Chapter completed!