Chapter 7: Bolt from the Blue ()

The old butler's words were like a bolt from the blue. When he landed, not only Yang Qi, but also Yang Zhan, even masters like Yang Zhan were buzzing in his head, and his face turned pale.

"Where are them now?"

Yang Zhan asked in a trembling voice.

"Big Young Master, the Second Young Master sent a signal to ask for help. I led the masters to rush over immediately before rescuing them, but the murderer was gone. Now the two young masters have been carried back, but..." The old butler paused for a moment.

"But how?"

"It's just that the eldest and second masters suffered serious internal injuries, damaged meridians and poisonous gas on their bodies. Even if they recover, qigong will regress, which is not as good as before." The old butler said a fact with difficulty.

"What..." Yang Zhan took a few steps back, and he seemed to have been ten years older. Yang Qi clenched his fists, and a murderous intent surged deep in his heart.

"Old butler, bring my elder brother and second brother in to take a look. My father has profound qigong and may help them drive away poison gas and treat their injuries." Yang Qi said calmly and walked forward two steps.

"Yes, the third young master." The old housekeeper waved his hand and suddenly there was a hurry outside. Several guards carried two stretchers in, with blood stains. A young man of 25 or 26 years old and a young man of 20 years old were all lying on it, with a dead gray aura on his face. It was obvious that there was a poisonous gas permeating, and there were many palm prints on his body. He was hit hard by a qigong master, and his bones were damaged and his meridians were broken.

Even if your life can be preserved, you will never make any progress in qigong practice.

"Brother, second brother!" Yang Qi walked forward with great strides and called, but the two had already fainted and could not hear his cry.

"Who is it? Who hurt my elder brother and second brother?" Yang Qi became much more mature. Seeing this scene, although he was angry, he calmed down.

Buzz!

At this moment, Yang Zhan moved, and with a wave of his hand, a milky white air flow condensed into two figures. These two figures were exactly the same as him, and they were actually human-shaped true energy!

Two human-shaped true qi flashed like lightning and rushed into Yang Qi's eldest brother and second brother's body. Immediately, crackling sounds began to occur in their bodies. A stream of poisonous gas was forced out, and the meridians were repairing.

"Human-shaped true qi!" Almost all the Yang family masters present were shocked and looked at Yang Zhan in disbelief: "It is actually human-shaped true qi, which condenses one's own qigong into a human-shaped form. This is a phenomenon that only needs to be practiced to reach the realm of Qi Sect."

"The realm of Qigong Nine-Dan Qi Sect is the formation of true qi, wandering around the world, and having some wisdom of its own. Yang Zhan has actually reached this state of cultivation. Although the true qi in human form is not smart, it is smart and clever, and is infinitely close to the realm of Jiudan Qi Sect."

"What a strong strength..."

"My father was able to condense the true qi into a human form. Although it was a little worse than the true qi of the human form that derived wisdom, it was not a small matter." Yang Qi was also shocked.

However, two human-shaped true qi rushed into Brother Yang Qi's body and repaired the meridians and forced out poison gas, but new poison gas slowly emerged.

This is a strange poison that can hardly be removed.

"Shadow Poison!"

Suddenly, Yang Xu screamed, almost shivering all over.

"Shadow Poison" is the unique skill of a sect. Although it is not fatal after being poisoned, it is like a shadow. It is accompanied by it for life and cannot be expelled. The poisoned person suffers for life.

"It's actually Shadow Poison. This poison cannot be eliminated at all. Rumor is the unique skill of the Western Shadow Poison Sect. Even if you practice to reach the realm of Qi Sect, you cannot resist the infiltration of this poison, unless you are a powerful person in the Death Realm in the rumor."

"It seems that these two people are also useless. Like Yang Qi, they will not be able to practice qigong for the rest of their lives."

"Yang Zhan just said that his sons were not waste, but in a blink of an eye, they all turned into waste, haha, three wastes." A young talent couldn't help but whisper.

Although his voice was low, it was very harsh.

This is a sudden rain. Everyone knows that Yang Zhan is over this time. After learning about this, the veteran group will definitely not let him be the head of the family. At least all the descendants will be abandoned. How can they inherit the family business in the future?

As the head of a family, the first is to have a prosperous descendant, and the second is to have strong strength and excellent qigong cultivation. If a genius appears in a family, his father will also rise. After all, a genius will have a bright future.

Originally, Yang Zhan’s three sons were all young talents. The eldest son entered the state of violence at the age of 22. The second son is now twenty years old and has reached the brink of the fourth stage of "qi refining" and is about to step into it. The third son, Yang Qi, is even more talented. He will break through the fifth stage of violence at the age of 18.

Now, the third son Yang Qi made a huge mistake, his martial arts were abolished, causing a great disaster to the family. The eldest son and the second son were poisoned and suffered for life. The offspring was abolished.

This series of experiences made many people feel very happy. After all, if the head of the family fell, their chances would be much greater.

"Who? Who said the word "trash"? Stand up!" Yang Qi could hear ant fighting in his ears. Although the young talent was very quiet, he could still hear it. It was a tall young man standing behind Yang Shi, Yang Shi's son, Yang Feng.

This tall young man, who is twenty-six years old and has a full body of qigong cultivation, has long entered the violent Qi realm. He entered the explosive Qi realm at the age of twenty-four. Now he has been practicing for two years and is even more profound.

He was originally very afraid of Yang Qi, because if nothing unexpected happened, he could succeed in being angry before he was twenty years old.

He heard Yang Qi's accusation, smiled coldly, stood up, looked condescendingly, and looked contemptuously: "What, that's what I said, aren't you waste? Look, two people are very poisonous and have a lifelong pain, but your qi is destroyed, one is a waste? It's worse than a waste. I am embarrassed to our Yang family."

"Yeah?"

Yang Qi said calmly: "Yang Feng, you said I am a waste, so let's compare and see who is the waste?"

"Qi'er, it's not the time for you to show off your strength, come back." Yang Zhan's move.

"Brother Yang Zhan, the younger generation is quarreling. As the head of the family, you don't have to interfere. Your son is guilty and is still so stubborn. I don't know what it takes?" Yang Shi stood up.

"Father, I have a sense of responsibility." Yang Qi's eyes flashed.

Yang Zhan looked at his son's gaze, and a light of surprise burst out from his eyes. He seemed to feel something.

"How do you compare? Your martial arts are completely useless now, and I can kill you with just one finger. Even if you have not abolished your martial arts, you are not my opponent." Yang Feng clapped his hands, "But you insist on seeking death, and I will fulfill you. In front of so many people, I didn't attack you first. You are seeking death by yourself."

"Yes, Yang Feng, just take a look." A young talent actually whistled and started cheering on the spot: "Maybe Yang Qi thinks that his qigong has not been ruined yet, and he is still living in his dream."

"Wake him up and let him know the truth."

"This Yang Qi has reached the peak of the fourth stage of Qi refining at the age of eighteen. He is a little powerful. Unfortunately, his martial arts are completely useless now and his mouth is so arrogant. If he doesn't teach him a lesson, he will probably die at the hands of others in the future."... Some young disciples of the Yang family burst into laughter.

"Who is looking for death? You will know if you act?"

Yang Qi stood with his hands behind his back, surrounding him, not like a person who had lost his martial arts skills at all: "I remember all the people you laugh the most. Don't you want to have a competition for the younger generation? It's time to start now. I can still laugh if I see you."

"Shadowless."

Yang Feng's pupils shrank, and suddenly a circle of cold air burst out from his whole body. His five fingers covered him, and the cold air was like a net, covering Yang Qi's head.

"Tianluo Han Net!"

This is a qigong technique in the Yang family. The trick of the cold ice force is bombarded with one move. Qigong is like a net. The person who was hit immediately was stabbed into the meridians by the fierce cold air, and his whole body would be frozen.

Just as the energy came to his head, Yang Qi moved.

When he moved, his muscles were jumping, exploding inch by inch, and the ancient giant beast was resurrected. A vicious aura made everyone feel a suffocation. This was the idea of ​​a demon god from the ancient hell.

Boom!

When his body shook, the invisible ice net was shaken and the wind was leaking everywhere. Yang Qi's body disappeared in a flash, almost shrinking into an inch. In the next blink, he came to Yang Feng and punched him.

His footsteps were like a giant elephant trampling on the ground violently, the entire conference hall was trembling, the pillars that were hugging several people creaked, and dust fell from the beams of the house.

This punch is almost equivalent to explosives exploding out of thin air, with extremely powerful power.

Yang Feng's face changed drastically. Within a slight slightest, he used ice qigong to resist, his arms crossed in front of his chest, and shouted: "Iron locks across the river!"

However, as soon as he finished roaring, he was punched and flew up in the air, showing a parabola, and was bombarded directly from the hall to the outside, with both arms broken and blood sprayed.

With a click, he fell on the stone slab on the ground and was half-dead. He looked at Yang Qi with his eyes open and fainted before he could even speak the word "you".

With one punch, just one punch, Yang Feng, who is in the fifth stage of "violent aura", was beaten to death. Even if he met a master of the sixth stage, he was not so unbearable. At least he could resist three moves and two moves.

"What?"

Yang Shi was almost stabbed by a needle, and when he pinched his palm, the chair under him was shattered. He glanced at Yang Qi tightly, and his body flew out, helping Yang Feng up, and a stream of true energy poured into his son's body.
Chapter completed!