Yang Shu looked stunned.

Hengxian was surprised: "Didn't you hear?"

Yang Shu's face was gloomy, and he looked him up and down: "Although I can't see your realm, but the Yang family has a magic weapon to detect qi and blood, I can be sure that you haven't married yet, my Yang family has nine masters in the Qi Sea Realm, even if it is the ninth level of the Qi Sea Realm, there are two, where do you get your confidence?"

Hengxian took a sip of tea slowly, and put down the teacup again: "Confidence comes from wrists, observation, and judgment of friends and enemies, and you don't understand it!"

"Hehe......" Yang Shu chuckled and took a sip of tea, and suddenly his figure flashed and he came to the door.

forthwith

"Click-"

A purple iron cage fell violently, connecting Hengxian to the table, and stuck it deadly underneath.

"Whoa......

Doors and windows opened on all sides, and a group of murderous-faced monks surrounded the house.

"Haha......" Yang Shu laughed, "Young people are too confident, sometimes it's not a good thing, this cage is made of Qionghai Xuantie, it can't be broken under Yuan Dan, now even if you want to leave, you can't leave."

I've heard that you're very good at fighting, but I'm very curious about your storage bag!"

After speaking, he found that Hengxian was still sitting steadily, not half nervous, and even the hand holding the teacup was as calm as a mountain.

Yang Shu's smile stopped abruptly, and he lost his voice: "You have a problem with your brain, right?"

Hengxian pointed to his head: "It's your IQ problem!"

Yang Shu sneered: "Then I want to see how you get out!"

"Your second uncle and your cousin will beg me to get out!" Heng Xian said.

"You ......" Yang Shu was shocked.

At this moment, there were several screams outside, and a group of people staggered around three figures.

It was Old Man Yang Jia, Yang Lan'er and Wu Sheng.

At this time, the faces of the three of them were purple, bleeding from their seven orifices, and they vomited blood in their mouths as they walked, looking very terrifying.

Yang Shu was taken aback and hurriedly stepped forward: "Second uncle!"

Old man Yang Jia pushed him away violently, ran to the cage, and looked at Hengxian: "Is it you who poisoned him? It must be you!

Yang Lan'er and Wu Sheng simply sat down in front of the cage, convulsing all over.

Hengxian picked his nails for a long time: "That's right!"

Seeing him admit it, Old Man Yang Jia breathed a sigh of relief, but he was annoyed: "I said that I would pay you, we are just ordinary people, as a master of cultivation, why do you poison him next time?"

Hengxian looked at him, "What do you say?"

Old Man Yang Jia hesitated for a moment: "How could you see through my mind? When did you notice it?"

Hengxian said: "Simple! The closer you get to Qingziguo, the more relaxed your expression becomes, and that arrogance that comes out of nowhere, especially after entering the realm of Qingziguo, your respect for me slowly disappears."

This kind of change, maybe you yourself are not aware of it, this can only explain one reason, when you arrive at home, you are very confident, you even think that I am average, and there are masters in the family who can compete with me.

Since you have this kind of heart, it is naturally impossible to give away a treasure like a small drum casually, and there is at least seven possibilities to regret it.

So, I casually put some poison in what you eat. The small drum is obediently sent, just give it, if you don't give it, you die, and the Yang family will also suffer!"

Hengxian said lightly, but Yang Jia and a group of people were confused.

Old man Yang Jia grabbed the iron cage with difficulty: "How vicious you are!"

Hengxian chuckled: "Why do you have a forced face to say?"

"You ......" Old man Yang Jia was so angry that he spit out a mouthful of old blood again, and even his teeth were spit out.

Yang Shu on the other side sneered: "Do you think that if you use this kind of bad means, you can get the divine drum to leave?"

Hengxian looked at him: "Ten, nine, eight, seven......"

Yang Shu frowned: "What are you counting?"

Hengxian said slowly: "Count the time you fell to the ground, one!"

"Bang!"

Yang Shu fell straight down, his muscles were knotted, his forehead was bruised, and the black blood from his mouth and nose couldn't stop flowing out.

"This ......" The Yang family around was collectively confused.

Yang Shu raised his head with difficulty: "You, when did you poison me??"

Hengxian said: "I didn't poison you, I just poisoned my own tea, and then when I put down the cup, I swapped it with your cup!"

Yang Shu's body trembled slightly, and he struggled to get up, dizzy for a while: "You are not an ordinary poisoning method at all!"

Hengxian said: "No! This is a means of practicing swords!"

"The means of sword practice?" Yang Shu was puzzled.

Hengxian said: "It's easy to cut out tens of thousands of swords and change a cup so that no one can find out." ”

"You...... Practiced 10 million swords?" Yang Shu's pupils contracted.

Hengxian didn't bother to answer, flicked his fingers lightly, bounced away the old man Yang Jia who was lying on the cage, and said lightly: "Send that small drum!"

Someone left immediately outside the window.

After less than half a burn of incense, a group of people flew over and surrounded the door.

The leader of the white beard and white hair, not angry and arrogant, glanced at Yang Jia and the others lying on the ground, and then looked at Hengxian, obviously stunned for a moment, his face changed a few times, and then he hugged his fists and said: "This little friend is invited, under Yang Yan, the head of the Yang family!"

Old man Yang Jia raised his head with difficulty: "Big brother!"

The head of the Yang family scolded: "You have been an official in the court for many years, how can you make promises to others indiscriminately, and why do you break your promises after making them?"

Yang Jia was speechless, and the seven orifices bled more.

The head of the family, Yang Yan, sighed, approached the cage, and gave a fist salute: "Little brother, the Yang family recognizes the planting, what you want is the Yang family's ancestral earth-shaking drum, this drum is a magic weapon, which was obtained by the ancestors of the Yang family in the ancient ruins."

To tell you the truth, that kind of thing is a chicken rib, and for hundreds of years, no one in the Yang family has broken through the Yuan Dan, and no one has driven it.

In the early years, Luoxia Valley came to Yuandan to check on the people, and then returned it to us.

If you want, we will give it to you, but I and my second brother must open the ban at the same time and take it out, you see......"

Hengxian pinched out an elixir, ejected the cage, and landed next to Yang Jia.

The old man was probably uncomfortable, so he immediately grabbed it and swallowed it, and the effect was very good, and he was able to get up quickly.

He took a deep look at Hengxian and followed the head of the family, Yang Yan, out of the door.

Out of the house, Yang Jia hurriedly walked a few steps to catch up with Yang Yan: "Big brother, is the little drum really given to him?"

Yang Yan glanced at him: "Didn't you promise?"

Yang Jia sighed: "This person is not very old, but he has a calm personality, let him escort, open his mouth and close his mouth to pay, I don't know how to be modest at all, I can't get used to it!"

Yang Yan shook his head: "Most of the cultivators are people with quirky personalities, and your game of playing in the court won't work!"

"Then really give him the sky-shaking drum? Although the small drum can't be driven, there is definitely a mystery on it that ordinary people can't understand, and it will definitely be unlocked in the future to revitalize the Yang family!" Yang Jia said urgently.

Yang Yan did not speak.

The two hurriedly entered the main house, Yang Yan turned out a box, opened it, took out a portrait, and patted it in front of Yang Jia.

Yang Jia looked at it and couldn't help but be surprised: "Hey, isn't this a portrait of Yan Chixia's kid?"

Yang Yan said in a deep voice: "He is not Yan Chixia at all, he is Hengxian!"

"Hengxian?" Yang Jia was puzzled.

Yang Yan said: "My grandmother's family, that is, the Saibei Song family, is looking for someone to arrest!"

Yang Jia frowned: "The kid who used the demon to kill the two eldest cousins?"

Yang Yan got up: "That's right! He doesn't go to heaven if there is a way, and there is no door to hell, he wants to break through!"

"What now?" asked Yang Jia.

Yang Yan said: "The master of the Song family just left at noon, give him the small drum first, rescue Yang Shu and Lan'er, and then leave him with gentle words, and wait for the master of the Song family to come, and kill him!"