Poof.

Yang Huan rolled over from the ground and got up, and his temples were already blood-red.

And at the moment!

In Yang Yingying's eyes, a white-clothed figure looked so majestic.

"It's my brother!"

"Yang Xuan, you're not dead!"

Waving his hand to wipe the blood from his temples, if it weren't for Yang Huan's martial soul, the Iron Xuanjia, the condensed True Qi Protector, just with this stone that hit the vital place, he knew that he was either dead or disabled.

And at the same time.

Yang Xuan, who was in the distance, saw that Yang Huan was fine, but his face did not show surprise.

Because he already knew everything about Yang Huan.

Yang Huan's realm is the sixfold realm of martial arts

The martial soul is the Iron Xuan Armor

The level is the Yellow Rank Seven Rank

The type is a weapon martial spirit

The property is metallic

If it is only about the realm, Yang Huan will undoubtedly overwhelm Yang Xuan, but when it comes to the level of martial souls, Yang Xuan is eleven levels above Yang Huan.

The strong martial soul has given Yang Xuan the capital to kill this person by leaping over the level.

At the same time as this thought spread through his mind, the young man in the distance came quickly, like a spirit leopard, jumping high, bending his arms into elbows, and his irritable true qi gathered a little between his elbows.

Suddenly!

A cyclone bloomed like petals, beautiful but murderous.

His shot turned out to be his best martial art three years ago - indiscriminate flower burial!

Random flower burial, the high-grade martial arts of the yellow rank, you need to reach the sevenfold martial arts realm before you can practice.

But Yang Xuan had already mastered this set of martial arts perfectly, although his strength was still not as good as before, but the anger in his heart had made him have no time to take care of too much.

See it is the starting style of the indiscriminate flower burial.

Yang Huan's expression changed suddenly: "How is this possible, aren't you already dead, even if you are not dead, how can you be buried with a lot of flowers with the weight of the martial arts realm!"

While speaking, Yang Xuan hurriedly turned his true qi, and his figure stood majestically in place like a giant bell!

At the same time, a brown True Qi swam around him, making him look like an indestructible giant bell.

This is Yang Huan's specialty martial art, the Xuanjia Cover!

Xuanjia Cover, a yellow-rank middle-grade martial art, although it is a defensive martial art, but with Yang Huan's martial soul Iron Xuanjia, it complements each other, and its power is far more tenacious than that used by other martial artists!

Sure enough!

The flower pendant smashed the top of Yang Huan's head, but there was a dull bell, as if it had struck a real bell.

"Hmph! it's useless, in front of my iron armor and Xuanjia cover, under the eightfold martial arts realm, no one wants to hurt me!"

Yang Huan smiled proudly.

However, before the laughter fell, Yang Xuan's expression turned grim, and his eyes swept a dead branch on the ground in the distance, and then swept away quickly.

Although Yang Huan didn't know what Yang Xuan's purpose was, he didn't intend to sit still.

Seeing Yang Xuan revealing his flaws, Yang Xuan's soles glared at the ground, borrowing his strength like an ape, and rushed behind Yang Xuan, at this moment, Yang Xuan had already picked up the dead branches on the ground.

Body!

The true qi condensed by the Mo Lian Slashing Sword instantly caused a crackling sound to come from this dead branch, and it was about to shatter.

Nevertheless!

Yang Xuan used this dead branch that was about to be broken as a sword, turned around and stabbed Yang Huan's throat with a sword.

"What!"

Facing Yang Xuan's sudden sword, Yang Huan's face sank, and he wanted to use the Xuanjia Cover again, but unfortunately it was a step too late, although the Xuanjia Cover could give him the ability to face the Martial Artist Realm Eight Layers without being defeated.

But they can't move at will.

And at the moment!

His feet were off the ground, his body was already unstable, and Ye Xuan's sword was as powerful as lightning, unpredictable.

Under the sword!

Suddenly!

The withered branch pierced Yang Huan's neck.

Bang!

With the sound of the dead branches bursting, Yang Huan was lying on the ground in disbelief.

Under the sun, Yang Xuan's shadow dragged on for a long time.

Yang Huan looked at this silent god of death with wide eyes, and asked his last question.

"You... Why the silence!"

"To kill, you don't need to move your mouth. ”

Icy words.

Icy eyes.

But what this coldness reflects is the unprecedented anger that Yang Xuan has never seen in his life.

Even though the shameless man in front of him was dead, the anger in his heart still did not stop at all.

Mo said that he had not violated a single strand of Yingying's hair, just because he had this thought, and did not put Ling Chi to death, it was already considered a great mercy.

Thanks to his timely arrival, if he was half a step late, Yang Xuan knew that he would be in pain for the rest of his life.

But in the end, he still arrived.

"Yingying, it's okay!"

Walking in front of his sister, Yang Xuan picked her up from the ground without saying a word.

Although it was a normal move, the cheeks of the person in her arms were flushed, and she looked directly into the young man's eyes, and she said, "Did you hear what he said just now?"

"What?"

Yang Xuan was slightly stunned, he was indeed here to kill, when he saw his sister fall to the ground and Yang Huan crouched down, he did not hesitate, just because he had confirmed his previous conjecture, he shot directly.

He really didn't know anything about what had happened here before.

After a pause, Yang Xuan said, "Did he say anything?"

"Hmm!"

Yang Yingying wanted to nod her head, but she couldn't move, so she had to answer in her voice, but her voice was as soft as a coquettish kitten.

"What did he say?" Yang Xuan asked.

"He said... He said we weren't brother and sister!" the girl said softly.

"Silly girl, how is it possible, talking nonsense again!" Yang Xuan didn't have a good breath.

"I think so... Hey, hey!"

The words in her mouth were already a little slurred, and the girl put her head on the boy's arm, and her eyes suddenly blurred.

Maybe it's because of eating that pear blossom cake.

Maybe because she hadn't frolicked with a teenager for three years, she was suddenly so close today, and she was a little drunk...

Drunk, really drunk.

"If everything that happens in front of me is a dream, just let me continue to do it like this, and take it as a reward for being obedient all the time!"

Gently, she silently thought in her heart, and she could no longer resist the sleepiness in her heart, her eyes closed, and she slept sweetly in the crook of the young man's arm.

Just now, her figure was like a kitten, and now she really slept like a kitten, and she couldn't bear to disturb the kitten's sleep, so the young man held the kitten in his arms and turned around gently.

Unexpectedly, at this moment!

There was a rush of footsteps.

Immediately afterwards, led by Sun Zhuo, the teenagers who had left earlier stood in the distance.

"Yang Xuan, it's actually you!"

Sun Zhuo exclaimed.

Then, he glanced at Yang Huan, who was lying in a pool of blood, and immediately guessed one or two of them.

"You actually killed Yang Huan!"

The look of astonishment was overflowing again, what are you kidding, Yang Huan is the Sixth Heaven of the Martial Artist Realm, the person in front of him is just a waste, how could he kill this person.

But!

His eyes swept over the lovely child sleeping peacefully in the young man's arms.

Sun Zhuo narrowed his already small pitiful eyes.

"Yang Huan is really a waste, he actually died like this, but it just so happens that he died, now it's my turn to be the first to enjoy, my brothers have listened to me, whoever killed Yang Xuan for me, who will enjoy it second!"

Sun Zhuo smiled coldly.

Of course!

Even if he didn't need to say this, the young men looked at the delicate and lovely child, and their footsteps were already unconsciously walking towards Yang Xuan...