Yang Xuan was in a very happy mood at this time, and he had finished the work that would have taken him a morning to complete.

At this time, with the support of inexplicable strength, he became infinitely powerful, as light as a swallow, and between his gestures, he was as light as a weight, very easy.

After finishing the work, Yang Xuan reflexively returned to his nest and relaxed, only then did he savor the changes in himself.

At this moment, he knew that the mysterious changes in his body were definitely of infinite benefit to him.

The strange cyclone in his body is constantly grabbing the unknown power from the outer void. And this strange unknown power is also changing his body, making him infinitely powerful and as light as a swallow.

He tried to run the basic exercises again, but without accident, he couldn't find the way at all, and it seemed that overnight, all the martial arts meridians in his body disappeared.

Have I already developed internal strength?

Yang Xuan secretly thought in his heart, but he didn't feel like it, this was indeed very different from the feeling described by the clan master of the martial arts, and he had never heard of anyone who had cultivated the dantian into two cyclones.

He wanted to ask the master of the Gong Transmission, but he remembered the disdainful expression on the face of the man in the past, and he would not patiently answer Yang Xuan's questions if he thought about it.

Besides, he didn't want to talk about the changes in his body.

This will become his biggest secret and will not be told to anyone.

Early in the morning of this day, Yang Xuan got up early, said hello to his mother, and then lifted the wooden bucket and prepared to fetch water.

Filling ten jars of water every morning is one of his daily tasks.

Before he had that mysterious power in him, with his weak body, these ten jars of water alone would have taken him a morning, and he was often punished for not being able to finish it on time.

However, for him now, ten jars of water can be completely filled in just a few moments.

The changes that the mysterious cyclone brought to Yang Xuan were obvious.

Yang Xuan thought about the problem while walking towards the well, and when he was thinking about it, suddenly a yin and yang strange voice came:

"Hey, isn't this our Young Master Yang Xuan? why, when you picked up the young master's shelf, you pretended not to see me when you saw me?"

Yang Xuan was interrupted and looked up.

I saw three people dressed as subordinates stopping on the road, with a sneering look on their faces, looking at Yang Xuan with disdain.

The person at the head is Niu Yuan.

Yang Xuan glanced at him and didn't make a sound.

Niu Yuan saw that Yang Xuan ignored him, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed, his face suddenly turned cold, he stretched out his hand to block Yang Xuan's way, and sneered: "What's the matter?

The two accomplices behind him surrounded him, and said in a strange manner: "Hurry up and salute our brother Niu, waste!"

"I really treat myself as a young master, and I don't pee and take pictures, what am I doing, isn't it just a waste, ah me!"

Several subordinates who were working not far away saw the situation here, and they all gathered around, stood aside and pointed, and even laughed.

Niu Yuan saw that Yang Xuan was still silent, his face was cold, and he grabbed Yang Xuan's collar and sneered: "Don't look at you as a young master, but you are just a waste, I abolished you today, and no one will stand up for you......"

"Put your... Hand... Take away. Yang Xuan's face was expressionless, and his voice was cold.

Niu Yuan sneered: "If you drill under my crotch today, I will spare you, otherwise, hehe, grandpa's fist is not vegetarian!"

Hearing this, the other two evil servants also laughed.

Watching a young master who should be high up in the sky being humiliated, but a rare pastime in their plain life!

Niu Yuan laughed even more proudly, and said with disdain on his face: "A waste who can't even reach the first level of internal strength, how can he be qualified to be called a young master, ah? Haha, you are a waste, you are the same as your bitch mother, you are all waste!"

"What did you say?" Yang Xuan suddenly raised his head sharply.

His face became extremely cold, and he stared at Niu Yuan.

Niu Yuan suddenly felt as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake, and instantly got goosebumps, and the temperature around him seemed to be suddenly extremely low, making people shiver.

A chill hit, Niu Yuan subconsciously let go of Yang Xuan and took two steps back.

The next moment, Niu Yuan suddenly reacted, what was standing in front of him was just a waste who didn't even have a layer of internal strength, he was actually scared back by him, and he felt embarrassed, and he suddenly said angrily: "You...... You're looking for death!"

Annoyed and angry, he recklessly hit Yang Xuan's door with a punch.

The strength of the martial artists in this world is strong, and Niu Yuan himself has the cultivation of the third layer of internal strength, this punch was excited by Yang Xuan's pressure, and he shot angrily, and he unconsciously used all his strength, and the three-layer internal strength surged out, bringing a fierce wind, and hit Yang Xuan's face door.

With a surge of internal energy, Niu Yuan suddenly came to his senses, and instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

It's just a matter of insulting and bullying Yang Xuan, Yang Xuan was born a waste of firewood, and no one stood up for him.

But this punch is a full blow of his own three-layer internal strength, not to mention an ordinary person without the slightest internal strength, even if it is a strong buffalo, he will be killed in an instant.

Although Yang Xuan was born with a waste body and could not cultivate, after all, he was a direct descendant of the Yang family, and if he was killed by himself like this, then his life would also be put into it.

For a while, he regretted it in his heart, and tried to withdraw his fist, but his internal strength cultivation was far from reaching the realm of sending and receiving from the heart, and if he wanted to take it back, he was powerless.

The two people next to him didn't expect Niu Yuan to suddenly make a move, and looking at the momentum of this punch, they were suddenly dumbfounded.

It was too late, it was fast, this punch went straight to Yang Xuan's door, and Yang Xuan's hair flew backwards and scattered in the air with the fierce fist.

All the people let out exclamations, and in their minds, there seemed to be a scene of Yang Xuan being hit in the face with a punch and dying.

But things didn't go the way he thought.

The next moment, the cow flew out involuntarily.

The blood that spurted out of Niu Yuan's mouth sprayed all over the sky, and his arms exploded in mid-air, shattering into countless pieces of flesh and blood, floating out.

"Bang"

Niu Yuan fell heavily to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

All the people who saw this scene were stunned, their mouths opened wide, their eyes straightened, and they looked at Yang Xuan with a look of shock on their faces.

Niu Yuan, who had three layers of internal strength, was unexpectedly slapped away by Yang Xuan, who was born with a waste body, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Is this hell aware?

Everyone's eyes widened, their mouths wide open, and their faces were all glazed, as if they were in a dream, and they couldn't believe what they were seeing.

For them, the scene in front of them was as unbelievable as the sky falling apart, and this huge stimulation caused them to have auditory hallucinations, buzzing in their ears, and they couldn't hear anything for a while.

Yang Xuan slowly withdrew his palm.

The fingers are slender and crystal like jade, exuding a strange magic.

Time stood still, and there was not a single sound.

I don't know how long later, a guard dog in the distance suddenly barked.

"Wang!"

The barking of the dog, like a signal, made everyone suddenly come to their senses.

Yang Xuan took a long breath and slowly spit it out again.

"You...... You...... Don't come here!"

After a while, the two people who followed Yang Xuan reacted, and a huge fear instantly swept through their bodies, making them hurriedly retreat backwards, and even fell to the ground in a panic, turning into a rolling gourd.

Yang Xuan's gaze fell on them.

But the two of them retreated back again in horror as if they had seen a ghost, and then they screamed, turned around and ran, even caring about Niu Yuan, whose life and death were uncertain.

Yang Xuan didn't chase anymore, picked up the barrel casually, and slowly walked forward.

When he passed by Niu Yuan's side, he stopped and glanced at it slightly.

Niu Yuan was already dead and couldn't die anymore, and the blood under his body gathered into several pools of blood.

Yang Xuan continued to move forward, and all the onlookers hurriedly made way for Yang Xuan.

In their eyes, there was an indescribable fear, and a trace of inexplicable, never-before-respect.

Niu Yuan is dead! Niu Yuan, the thug under the fourth chief manager, is dead.

The news spread.

For a while, everyone who knew the news was secretly talking about it.

It wasn't Niu Yuan's death that made them happy.