Yang Jing's fist hammered towards Yang Xuan's neck, and it was replaced by the previous Yang Xuan, which must have ended up with a broken neck.

But at this moment, Yang Xuan, who had already stepped into the third layer of qi refining, had a reaction speed comparable to ordinary people, and he just took a step back slightly, and then avoided the incoming punch.

A hint of surprise flashed in Yang Jing's eyes, but he was not panicked.

After his right fist missed, he took advantage of the momentum of turning, and his left arm suddenly became an elbow, and the internal strength of the earth system surged out, hitting Yang Xuan's chest and abdomen.

This is exactly one of the killer moves in Boulder Fist - shaking arm and elbow.

Yang Xuan retreated again, and lightly let this killing move go.

Yang Jing was shocked and angry, don't underestimate this type of arm shock elbow blow, he has been immersed in Boulder Fist for many years, and has defeated countless enemies with this style.

At this moment, with his six-layer internal strength, it is even more powerful.

But Yang Xuan dodged when he retreated, which made him shocked and angry.

He originally thought that Yang Xuan hadn't reached the first level of internal strength a few months ago, and even if he could suddenly cultivate internal strength martial arts, he wouldn't be so smart.

But at this moment, Yang Xuan's demeanor is calm, understated, and lightweight, far beyond his imagination.

How could he have thought that Yang Xuan's body was being nourished and transformed by the aura of heaven and earth all the time, and his physical fitness had already reached an incredible level.

Under the anger, Yang Jing didn't stop, and the boulder fist gushed out, and suddenly the strong wind overflowed, and the surrounding bamboos were broken, and the branches and leaves were scattered.

Although this set of Boulder Fist is only a low-level combat technique, he has been invading this set of boxing techniques for many years, has made countless hard work, and has received the guidance of the elders, and his power has long been far superior to that of ordinary low-level combat skills.

However, what made him more and more frightened was that this set of boulder fists was almost finished, but he couldn't even touch the corners of Yang Xuan's clothes.

A hint of panic finally came to him in his heart.

Yang Xuan looked at him coldly, Yang Jing's performance was over, and it was his turn.

A faint golden glow flashed, and Yang Jing's movements came to an abrupt halt.

His eyes widened in surprise, and his eyes were full of disbelief, as if he didn't believe that he had died here so easily.

"This ...... What is it...... Martial arts?" Yang Jing asked with difficulty, his eyes filled with pleading.

"Golden Moon Slash!"

Yang Xuan looked at him lightly.

"Jin Yue Chop, it turns out ...... As...... This!"

The light in Yang Jing's eyes slowly dimmed, and the next moment, his body suddenly split apart, and a large amount of blood gushed out from the smooth incision, piling up on the ground like a pile of rotten meat.

And his eyes were still wide open, refusing to close! They were full of too many questions, too many regrets.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Yang Xuan's heart was calm, and after sending out six golden moon slashes in an instant, he foresaw the scene in front of him.

The pungent smell of blood wafted over and was disgusting.

But Yang Xuan didn't notice it at all, just quietly looked at the pile of rotten meat, although a moment ago, this pile of rotten meat was still a living person.

The bamboo forest was silent, except for the sound of the wind blowing through the bamboo leaves, and the strong smell of blood scattered around.

"Come out!" Yang Xuan said suddenly.

After a moment of silence, a figure staggered out, and before he could run to Yang Xuan, his legs were weak and he knelt on the ground.

This person is Wang Wu!

His face turned pale, his body swayed with excessive fear, and there was a gurgling sound between his teeth.

Yang Xuan looked at him and said, "Did you see it?"

Wang Wu's teeth rattled, he looked at Yang Xuan in fear, his whole body trembled violently, and he almost fell to the ground: "I...... I...... Leg...... Leg ......"

A foul smell wafted in, and it turned out that Wang Wu was so frightened that he was so frightened that he was incontinent.

Yang Xuan frowned, glanced at Wang Wu, and then turned to leave, leaving a sentence: "Bury Yang Jing here, come to me tomorrow!"

Huge joy instantly surrounded Wang Wu, and his little life was finally saved.

A sense of happiness arose, but inadvertently seeing Yang Jing like a pile of rotten meat again, he couldn't help but shiver.

That night, Yang Xuan sat quietly on the wooden chair in the room.

Today's events are by no means as calm as they seem, and he needs to be quiet so that he can think about the path he should take.

Yang Jing and Niu Yuan are different, Niu Yuan will die if he dies, as long as Yang Jing doesn't say it, no one cares.

But Yang Jing is different, he is the head of the Yang family, and now that he has disappeared inexplicably, someone will definitely investigate this matter.

Can you find out about yourself? Will Wang Wu tell the truth? Does Chen Er know about this?

Yang Xuan slowly sorted out his thoughts.

Wang Wu is timid and afraid of death, but it is precisely because of this that after witnessing Yang Jing's death, he should not tell the truth. So does Chen Er know about this? Yang Xuan squinted his eyes and gently knocked on the armrest.

After a long time, he suddenly stared, as if he had made a decision.

Whether Chen Er knew this or not, he had to die, and he had to die tonight.

After making up his mind, Yang Xuan immediately changed into black clothes, tore off a corner of his shirt, and covered his face.

After listening attentively, my mother, who had been tired all day, had fallen asleep.

He jumped out of the window lightly, climbed over the wall, and touched Chen Er's residence silently like a tanuki.

At this moment, he was very grateful in his heart for the changes that Reiki had brought him, making his body light and agile.

A voice came, his eyes flashed, and he quickly disappeared into the darkness.

A man walked out in a daze, stood aside, and began to release water.

This person is Chen Er.

Yang Xuan stepped forward gently, and before Chen Er could react, he reached out and gently pinched his throat, and there was a crisp sound, and Chen Er's throat was already shattered.

His eyes widened and he wanted to shout, but all he could do was gurgle in his throat, and he tried hard to see the dark shadow in front of him, but he couldn't see clearly.

Life quickly left him, and finally, his eyes were scattered, he swallowed his last breath, and he was a fool until death.

Yang Xuan gently lifted Chen Er's body and left quickly.

A moment later, Yang Xuan appeared in the bamboo forest at the foot of the back mountain with Chen Er's corpse, as far as the eye could see, Yang Jing's corpse had long disappeared, and even the blood stains could not be seen.

From this point, it can be seen that this Wang Wu is also a careful person.

After burying Chen Er and erasing the traces left behind, Yang Xuan hurriedly returned home, still jumping into the room from the window, gently closing the window pages, and listening again, the mother next door was still asleep.

He thought carefully about what had happened again, and made sure that there was no trace left, so he changed his clothes, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began his homework every night.

The next day, Yang Xuan got up, lifted the bucket, opened the courtyard door but was stunned, only to see Wang Wuzheng standing in front of the door, arms folded, leaning over, and pacing.

When he saw Yang Xuan open the door, he hurriedly stepped forward, knelt in front of Yang Xuan, and said in a trembling voice: "Little Xie Twelve Young Master is not killing!"

Yang Xuan looked back and saw that his mother had not gotten up, so he whispered, "Get up!"

Wang Wu didn't dare to disobey, stood up, and secretly glanced at Yang Xuan's expression, but found that Yang Xuan's expression was indifferent, without joy or sorrow, and he couldn't help but think of the pile of rotten meat again, and his body suddenly hit a spirit, and he hurriedly lowered his voice and said: "Young master, I have already taken the four ...... according to your instructions."

Yang Xuan waved his hand, interrupted him, and said in a low voice as he went out: "I've already gone to see it, you're doing a good job!

Wang Wu hurriedly responded, and he was very frightened in his heart.

Yang Xuan walked in front, Wang Wu hurriedly took the bucket from Yang Xuan's hand, and followed Yang Xuan step by step.

Yang Xuan didn't object, walked for a while, and suddenly said, "Chen Er is your friend?"

Wang Wu hurriedly said: "It's not a friend, it's just that we used to follow ...... together."

After a pause, he secretly looked at Yang Xuan, but only saw a back, so he had to say, "Follow Niu Yuan!"

Yang Xuan hummed lightly, noncommittal.

After walking for a while, Yang Xuan suddenly stopped, turned around, looked at Wang Wu lightly, and said, "Chen Er is dead!"

Wang Wu shook his head and said, "Chen Er is not dead, he was still ...... yesterday"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly reacted, a huge fear appeared in his eyes, and he knelt in front of Yang Xuan with an ordinary sound, and kept kowtowing: "Young master spare your life, young master spare your life!"