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Big Fish Fang, the flour shop where Yu Gong is located, two small servants carried a man to the shop, and in the innermost room, there was no light abnormally, and the dark space was just like Yu Gong's face at the moment.

The man who was carried raised his eyes and met Yugong's eyes, and they were all indifferent to each other.

"This is the result you want!" Yu Gong said coldly. But behind that indifference, there is a faint sense of sorrow.

The man's throat was bruised, as if it had been caused by a blunt blow, and he was almost speechless.

This person was the seven-rank martial artist who was hit by Yan Li in the throat with the handle of his knife in Guiyue Tower. If it weren't for Yan Li's body being disturbed by the sword qi, he would only have had a trace of vitality attached to him at that time, and now he was already a corpse.

However, Yan Li has been fighting with people all year round and knows his weaknesses well, although this person is not dead, he is not far from death.

The two servants carried him to a wooden couch and immediately saluted and left.

"When I was ten years old, my mother was dismembered because of the enemy you invited......" The man's voice was almost squeezed out of his throat, which could no longer be described as hoarse, like the wind blowing hard from a very thin crack, low and sharp, like the sad cry of a night owl.

"After thirteen years of exile, I did everything and didn't care about anything in order to survive...... But in the end, it is inevitable that he will be forced into a corner...... It was Brother Chai who saved me, and he gave me my life...... It's not you ......"

His eyes were red, and he repeated hoarsely, "It's not you!"

Yu Gong closed his eyes in pain, and after a while, he slowly opened them and said, "Even if my father can't live with you mother and son...... Why don't you want to come back to me...... I give up my past identity and stay here waiting for you...... I ......"

"Haha...... I won't forgive you for ......"

Yu Gong clenched his hand tightly, let go again, and said coldly: "I never thought of getting your forgiveness. You want revenge, collude with Yu Xingzhi, betray the silkworm for your father, violate morality, and have long thought that you will be punished, and your death is proof...... You're to blame...... However, my son will not die in vain......"

"His name is Yan Li, right? Don't worry, I will help you avenge your revenge, and on the way back to the sea of stars, you won't ......be alone."

After hearing this, the man showed a relieved smile, and then died of anger.

There is a kind of sorrow in this world, which calls the white-haired to send the black-haired.

Yu Gong stretched out his hand and slowly closed the man's eyes, his head suddenly dizzy, and he felt the world spinning for a while.

At this moment, I heard the shouting and questioning of "who is coming" from outside, and then I heard two screams, and the little guy who had just carried people in flew in one after the other, "banging" into the wall, sliding down, trembling twice, and losing their luster in their eyes.

Yu Gong froze and slowly turned his head to look at the door.

At this moment, a burly figure completely covered the sunset outside the house, and the house was suddenly dark.

"Yugong?" The voice of the person who came was hoarse, like an old bellows, and like a golden stone rubbing, listening to the ears, it was extremely uncomfortable.

"Who are you?" Yu Gong looked at the person who came coldly, "Who gave you the guts to kill me in my place?"

The person who came didn't say a word, and suddenly pounced without making a sound, his palm was in the shape of an eagle's claw, and he grabbed more than enough, but the killing was insufficient, and it seemed that he didn't mean to hurt Yugong.

Yu Gong sneered: "What a rude boy, with this three-legged cat's kung fu, he dares to come to the big fish shop to be presumptuous? Let Lao Tzu teach you, what is the real claw skill!"

At this point, his rickety back suddenly became more rickety, but the momentum on his body suddenly became wild, and his whole person immediately changed, like a hungry wolf ready to pounce on its prey at any time.

His hands seemed to hang down at will, like willow leaves in the breeze.

At this moment, I found that Yu Gong's hands were extremely long and had almost touched the ground.

As soon as the ghostly light flashed, he saw a dark steel claw on Yu Gong's hands, and a smile of remembrance appeared on his face: "Old man, it's been a long time......"

Almost at the same time, the man had already arrived.

Whew!

But seeing two sharp claw marks intertwined in the air, the man flew back backwards at a faster speed than when he came, and staggered back several steps before he stood still, and six intersecting blood marks appeared on his chest.

"Boy, this is just the beginning, you forced the ghost to reappear, so I used you as the first sacrifice......"

The fish monster laughed, and his figure disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already on top of the man's head.

Before the man arrived, he had claws and wind bites, and as soon as he arrived, the claw-like energy was as dense as a pack of wolves, and he had to be torn to pieces in the future.

As a result, the comers dodged left and right, and retreated.

Yu Gong attacked faster and faster, and the faster he became, the more excited he became, "Boy, it's hard for you to have this cultivation at your age, but ......"

The word "pity" stopped abruptly, and the offensive suddenly stopped, only because one of Yu Gong's hands was caught by someone who came.

"You ......" Yu Gong's pupils shrank suddenly, and without hesitation, he poured into the treasure ghost claw of the other hand, and swept towards the façade of the visitor fiercely.

With the intensity of this blow, he was confident that he would cut the incoming person's head into several pieces.

But suddenly, his instincts rose with a strong alarm, an instinct that had been cultivated after countless escapes from death, and the ghost claw retracted in the blink of an eye, protecting the position of his chest.

Boom!

The next moment, the sound of the explosion shook the entire building.

In the sound of explosion, Yu Gong shot back like a meteorite, "banging" against the wall, and that side happened to be backed by the laneway.

Yu Gong's expression was sluggish, and his mind quickly replayed the situation of Fang Cai.

In fact, sometimes the eyes don't necessarily pay attention to what they see, just like when his hand was caught, he just wanted to fight back, and he obviously saw that the other hand of the person who came had already moved, but he neglected to take precautions.

If it weren't for the instinctive reaction of the pinch, it would already be a corpse on the ground at this moment.

Yu Gong secretly shouted that it was dangerous, and couldn't help squinting slightly, looked at the person carefully, and said, "Who are you?"

"If I don't kill you, follow me. The words of the visitor were very concise and easy to understand.

Yugong's face turned cold, and he said gloomily: "You think too highly of yourself...... Do you really think that if you win a move and a half, you will be sure of Lao Tzu?"

"Let me know that when Lao Tzu was in the underworld, you hadn't been born yet......"

His hands were spread back like a bow, and his mouth let out a dull, beastly howl, his claws swirling with a dark cyan halo, and his vitality fluttered like thunder, accompanied by a low howl, like a loosened bowstring, and as if he had pressed a crossbow, his claws swung forward.

Whining!

There was a strange roar in the air, and two black winds were born. The two black winds intertwined with each other, forming a black tornado like a python, and "hissed" at the comer.

"Teach you to know that it is powerful, black wind, swallow him for Lao Tzu!" Yu Gong laughed rampantly.

In the face of such an offensive, the person who came was expressionless, and simply stretched out his hand to shake it.

The blue light flashed, and a spear with a unique shape appeared in his hand.

The laughter stopped abruptly, like a duck being choked by the neck, followed by an unbelievable exclamation: "Dragon Soul Gun, you are Yan ......"

Boom!

The rest of the words were drowned out by a violent explosion.

A large hole was blown out of the alley next to the big fish shop, and the fish man shot out of the hole...... No, to be precise, it couldn't withstand the aftermath of the explosion and was pulled out.

He quickly adjusted his body in the air, and with the help of his limbs on the wall of the opposite alley, he stabilized his body and landed on the wall.

His face was pale, and there was a trail of blood on the corner of his mouth.

When they have cultivated to this level, they can often judge the strength or weakness from their breath.

The person who came didn't show his strength at the beginning, Yu Gong, as a first-class martial artist, naturally didn't take him too seriously, plus the death of his only son, he just wanted to kill people and vent, where would he carefully investigate.

It wasn't until the Dragon Soul Spear appeared that he realized that something was wrong, but it was too late.

The person who came was naturally Yan Chaoyang.

He came out of the hole and looked at Yu Gong lightly.

Yugong's eyelids jumped slightly, and he said with a smile: "It turned out to be Mr. Er, when did you come to Yongling, forgive the villain's clumsiness, he didn't recognize it at the first time, he really didn't know Mount Tai ......"

If there is a list of less than 100 first-class martial artists in the world, Yan Chaoyang is undoubtedly among the top ten.

Therefore, as long as it is mixed in the road, almost no one does not recognize the Dragon Soul Gun, and the name "Mr. Two" can be regarded as the only one, and there is no other semicolon.

Yugong's brain was already active, and he was suddenly stunned, as if he had thought of something, "It is rumored on the road that Yanshan stole and destroyed the Gong family, it turned out that not only the Gong family, but also the Chai family of Qingyaji were killed by you...... Speaking of which, there is indeed a kid from the Chai family who worships the palace family...... That ......"

His pupils shrank suddenly, "That Yan Li is the person who is a thief in Yanshan!"

Yu Gong connected the fragmented clues, which were very close to the truth, and he was extremely shocked.

Then, his expression was a little desolate, and he said, "Sure enough, it's retribution!"

But he quickly regained his coldness and said, "Then I have already guessed your intention, but I'm sorry Mr. Er, you don't want to get any information from me!"

After that, he lifted his breath and rushed into the distance.

His speed was fast, and a loud sneer came from afar: "Mr. Er, this time I have been generously rewarded by the Yanshan thieves, the old man will never forget, and he will be rewarded in the future!"

Yan Chaoyang raised his gripping hand expressionlessly, and threw the Dragon Soul Spear out with a "boom".

The Dragon Soul Spear turned into a dark blue lightning bolt, breaking through the spatial boundary in the blink of an eye, and went hundreds of zhang away.

At this moment, the general of Yu Gong fled three hundred feet away, and the gun swept past his side and plunged deep into the building near the left.

Yu Gong was surprised and surprised. I was shocked that this shot was so terrible that if it hit me, I would definitely lose my life, and it was strange that a blow of such strength could be so far off the target.

The next moment, the answer was revealed before his eyes.

I saw that the dark blue color on the dragon soul spear did not weaken, but became more and more profound, and then detached from the body of the spear and condensed into a human form, which was the appearance of Yan Chaoyang.

ps: Until I understand the real rivers and lakes, I know that people can't just be divided into two camps, good and evil, or red, white, black and yellow, everyone should be independent, have independent personalities and thoughts, and everyone will make similar or completely different choices, in order to show the wonder of the thousands of red dust.