The one-foot-sized golden crescent moon disappeared in an instant, and the next moment, it gently swept over the locust tree with rustling leaves, and the castration still continued, and then it crossed a huge bluestone behind the locust tree.

Time suddenly stood still at this moment, and Yang Xuan's eyes didn't blink, staring at the locust tree.

A gust of wind blew, and the locust tree with the thickness of the bowl mouth suddenly broke from the middle, and the crown of the tree slowly fell, slamming on the ground, and the broken place was as smooth as a mirror.

A smile appeared on Yang Xuan's face.

"Smack!" A soft sound came, and the hard bluestone suddenly split into two halves, Yang Xuan's gaze swept over, and the fracture was neat and smooth, as if it had been cut by a stone knife.

Suddenly, Yang Xuan said lightly: "Since this is the case, I will name you - Golden Moon Chop"

"Squeak......

The wooden door sounded softly, Qian walked out, saw the scene in the courtyard, and immediately widened his eyes in surprise, sweeping between the locust trees and bluestones on the ground, "This...... This...... Xiao Xuan, what's going on?"

Yang Xuan hurriedly said: "Mother, it's nothing, you can't plant a locust tree in the yard, so I'll cut it down, this stone, uh...... Maybe it's been too long, it's weathered!"

After speaking, Yang Xuan even felt that it was too far-fetched, so he quickly changed the topic and said, "Mother, why are you back?"

Qian Shi then said: "Oh, look at me, I almost forgot, there is no firewood in the kitchen, let you send some over quickly." ”

"Oh!" Yang Xuan replied and hurriedly left, leaving the Qian family with doubts on his face.

For a period of time afterward, Yang Xuan's life was busy and fulfilling, absorbing aura at night and secretly practicing the Golden Moon Slash during the day.

As time passed, the three cyclones in his body had more than doubled in size compared to the beginning, and he absorbed the aura more and more quickly.

With his diligent practice, Jin Yue Slash became more and more handy, and in the end, with a thought, Jin Yue broke through the air, and he could hit the target in an instant, and it was only at this time that he felt that he had completely mastered this first Dao technique that belonged to him.

Early in the morning of this day, the weather was sunny, Yang Xuan was carrying water, and suddenly someone came to call him.

"Yang Xuan, the fourth chief manager is looking for you!" the person who came stood still from a distance and shouted.

Yang Xuan looked up slightly, but it was an acquaintance, it was Wang Wu who followed Niu Yuan that day.

At this moment, he looked at Yang Xuan with slight horror, his eyes flickering.

Yang Xuan put down the barrel and glanced at Wang Wu slightly.

Wang Wuteng took a few big steps back, his face instantly turned pale, and he said in a trembling voice: "You...... You...... What are you going to do? Don't you come here!"

"Where?"

Wang Wu's voice trembled: "In ...... In the bamboo forest at the foot of the back mountain!"

After saying that, he fled in a panic.

Although Yang Xuan is a direct descendant of the Yang family, the twelfth young master, but at the same time, he is a natural waste, and he has been cultivating for nine years, but he does not even have the first level of internal strength, so he has been reduced to a subordinate, and it is under the jurisdiction of Yang Jing, the fourth chief manager.

Niu Yuan is Yang Jing's right-hand man and is relied on as his right-hand man.

Originally, Yang Xuan thought that Yang Jing would immediately attack, but he didn't expect Yang Jing to be so enduring, and he didn't take action until today.

However, at this time, Yang Xuan, how could he retreat, and he was worried that he couldn't find someone to try to recruit, so someone sent him to the door himself.

Thinking of this, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he raised his feet and walked towards the back mountain.

Back mountain bamboo forest, the location is secluded, inaccessible, Yang Xuan used to go there to dig bamboo shoots and wild vegetables, it is very familiar, only a moment of effort, to the destination.

When I entered the bamboo forest, I saw Yang Jing standing with his hands on his back to him, as if admiring the verdant bamboo.

Hearing Yang Xuan's footsteps, Yang Jing turned around slowly, his eyes showed a complicated expression, and he said thoughtlessly for a while: "Twelfth Young Master, I remember that when you were just born, I hugged you! In a blink of an eye, fifteen years have passed!"

Yang Xuan didn't answer, just looked at Yang Jing coldly.

Yang Jing didn't care, and said: "At that time, the fifth master was still there, and you were also a young master wrapped in gold and jade, just ......"

Yang Jing shook his head, as if he was sighing: "It's just that there are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, who would have thought that the fifth master would die in battle?"

Yang Xuan's heart moved, the cause of his father's death has always been a mystery, and no one has ever told him, he also asked his mother, but his mother kept silent, taking care of him.

"How did my father die?" Yang Xuan asked.

Yang Jing didn't answer, but continued: "Originally, even if the fifth master passed away, with the direct bloodline of your Yang family, how could it not have fallen into such a field, but it was just ......"

There was a hint of sneer in Yang Jing's eyes: "You turned out to be a natural waste, a waste who has been cultivating for nine years, but you still can't even reach the first level of internal strength!"

"A direct bloodline of the Yang family turned out to be a waste, I think, even the fifth master didn't think of it!"

Yang Jing's face became strange, as if he couldn't believe it, and continued: "However, this waste has killed Niu Yuan!

Yang Jing's eyes became vicious: "Can you tell me why?"

Yang Xuan's eyes narrowed into a slit: "You want to kill me?"

Yang Jing heard this: "Over the years, how have I treated your mother and son?"

Yang Xuan was silent, but there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

He remembered the scene when he was a child, when Yang Jing beat him and his mother.

At that time, he was still young, and it was a critical moment in his development, and he was prone to hunger.

At that time, Yang Jing was just an ordinary steward, often deducting Qian's monthly money and food, once Xiao Yang Xuan was hungry and couldn't stand it, after eating the last steamed bun in the family, he was still hungry and faint, Qian had no choice but to beg Yang Jing, who knew that he was beaten by Yang Jing with a leather whip.

Yang Xuan followed behind his mother, witnessed it with his own eyes, and pounced in a hurry, but was beaten several times by Yang Jing.

He has always kept this incident in his heart and will never forget it!

Yang Jing observed the words and looks, and his heart sank.

Sensing the murderous intent in Yang Xuan's eyes, he understood that the contradiction between himself and Yang Xuan had long been irreconcilable.

Even if he didn't kill Yang Xuan, Yang Xuan would kill him.

The first strike is strong, and the second strike suffers.

At this moment, he finally made up his mind and took a risk.

He laughed and said, "How I treat your mother and son, you and I know in our hearts." Now, I don't know for some reason, you can actually cultivate, and when you get the attention of your family, my fate can be imagined, so ......"

Yang Jing's eyes were gloomy as water: "If you don't die, I'm uneasy!"

Yang Xuan said coldly: "Kill me, aren't you afraid that my Yang family will pursue you?"

Yang Jing sneered: "Kill you, just find a place to bury it, and then kill your mother." As long as you don't know what you do, with the status of your two mothers in the Yang family, who will pursue it? After a long time, it will slowly fade away!"

Yang Xuan sneered: "It's stupid, although my mother and son have a low status, but, after all, they are the direct relatives of the Yang family, and they suddenly disappeared, so do you think anyone will ask?

Yang Jing was stunned, he really didn't expect so much, thinking about it carefully, what Yang Xuan said was very reasonable.

However, at this time, he couldn't stop it, and he had to send it.

He turned his heart and said, "These, you don't have to worry about it!"

As he spoke, the internal strength of the sixth layer was already running rapidly, and the surrounding green bamboos suddenly shook.

The next moment, Yang Jing's legs were slightly bent, and the whole person was like an arrow from the string, instantly crossing two zhang away, appearing in front of Yang Xuan, and hammering Yang Xuan's neck with his backhand.

Earth-based martial arts, Boulder Fist.

"Die!" Yang Jing's face was hideous.

Under the full operation of the internal strength of the sixth layer, Yang Jing's fist brought a huge whistling sound, with the two of them as the center, and the dead leaves on the ground around him flew out as if they had been swept by a violent wind.

The green bamboos around the two of them were all bent backwards under this strong wind, as if they would break at any time.

The six layers of internal strength are so powerful.