"Touching ......"

Xia Xing's punch slammed into the chest of one of the martial cultivators, only to see the other party fly out upside down and fall to the ground with serious injuries.

Swish!

Just when the long knife of another martial artist cultivator was less than a foot away from Xia Xing's shoulder, Xia Xing instantly raised his hand and directly grabbed the back of this long knife.

"Give me death!" Xia Xing roared, his face fierce and crazy, he just wanted to kill them all.

I saw him turn his backhand, one sideways, and the blade sank into the opponent's neck.

"Poof......

Blood gushed out, and the man's body fell limp, his neck bright red and warm.

"You all deserve to die!" Xia Xing glanced at the other party's corpse and muttered to himself.

At this moment, the crisis is gone!

Xia Xing breathed a sigh of relief, he instantly felt a little weak, the wound on his back was very deep, and the blood kept flowing down, this time, he was really seriously injured.

At this moment, Yang Weiwei couldn't stop crying, venting the fear in her heart, and she hugged Xia Xing tightly.

At this time, Yang Jia stood up tremblingly.

Seeing this scene, the anger in Xia Xing's heart burned again, and he stepped forward and smashed his chest with a punch.

"Touching !!"

Yang Jia flew out upside down, and the whole person fell to the ground.

He felt that his internal organs were about to be shattered, and he rolled on the ground in pain, Xia Xing was expressionless, came to him, and stepped on his body hard, and the force increased little by little.

Xia Xing looked at the old man on the screen not far away: "Old guy, your time is running out, wait for death." ”

At this moment, all Xia Xing was thinking about was to destroy the Yang family, and there would be no Yang family from now on.

He had already decided to destroy the Yang family tonight, so as not to have too many dreams at night.

Revenge, he never liked to stay overnight.

"Just because you want to destroy the Yang family, hmph! I'll wait!"

The old man snorted faintly, and the expression on his face was bottlenecked, as if he hadn't seen how Xia Xing killed those people just now.

"Look at it, old fellow. ”

Suddenly, Xia Xing's eyes froze, he raised his foot again, and stepped down with all his strength, stomping heavily on Yang Jia's neck.

Yang Jia convulsed a few times and died of despair!

Then, Xia Xing raised his head suddenly, looked at the old man on the screen, and said sonorously: "Your fate is ten times worse than your grandson." ”

When the words fell, Xia Xing stepped forward and smashed the tablet with one punch, without giving Old Man Yang a chance to speak again.

Subsequently, Xia Xing killed the other two, leaving nothing alive.

After everything was settled, Xia Xing helped Yang Weiwei up and asked distressed and apologetically, "Weiwei, are you okay?"

Yang Weiwei shook her head, tears streaming down her face.

"What's wrong?Weiwei, is the wound painful?" Xia Xing asked with concern, his eyes looking at the knife mark on Yang Weiwei's neck, which was dripping with blood and extremely dazzling.

Yang Weiwei shook her head, bit her lip, and her voice was a little more painful: "I'm sorry, you were so seriously injured for me, and you knelt down." ”

You must know what a proud man Xia Xing is, but for her to keep putting down her dignity and kneeling in front of others, Yang Weiwei was extremely shocked, moved and distressed when she saw that scene.

"Weiwei, it's okay, for me, your life is more important than anything else!" Xia Xing pretended to smile lightly, but there was endless anger and killing intent in his heart.

Half an hour later.

Xia family.

Xia Xing used the ointment he had configured to smear Yang Weiwei's wound, and injected some spiritual energy into her body, the scar on her neck had healed a lot at this moment, and it would be able to disappear completely in a few days.

Yang Weiwei had already slept, and Xia Xing sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her quietly with a smile on her face.

Suddenly, Xia Xing got up and glanced at his mobile phone, it was already past twelve o'clock in the morning.

On the spacious and clean road, Xia Xing walked step by step, his face was blank and his steps were quiet.

As he walked, Xia Xing stopped abruptly, he raised his eyes slightly, and a huge villa a hundred meters in front of him came into view.

The whole villa is magnificent and full of quaint texture.

At the moment the villa is brightly lit.

Xia Xing quickened his pace, and a few minutes later, he was already standing in front of the door of the Yang family's villa.

Xia Xing didn't knock on the door, but kicked the huge iron door down with a casual kick, and the sound was as loud as thunder.

Xia Xing came to the front yard of the Yang family's villa, where more than sixty of the Yang family's top bodyguards, who had been standing straight and waiting for a long time, raised their eyes one by one, and their eyes were full of cruelty, killing, and bloodthirst.

"Master, Xia Xing is here!" A middle-aged man in a Tang costume walked in respectfully from outside the door, came to Yang Tao's side, and whispered.

"En!" Yang Tao snorted, his face expressionless.

At this time, Yang Yun, who was waiting on the side, suddenly spoke: "Dad, your grandson died too miserably...... We must cut that little beast with a thousand knives, break thousands of corpses, and scatter ashes!"

You have to know how much Yang Yun loves his only son, at this moment he wants to see with his own eyes how Xia Xing died? He wants to cut off Xia Xing's head with his own hands to pay tribute to his son.

"En!" Yang Tao still just hummed, there were not too many emotional changes, although Yang Jia's death made him feel a little pity and anger, but it would definitely not affect his sanity.

"Dad......" Yang Yun wanted to say something, but was stopped by Yang Tao: "Don't say anything, with Zhou Gongzi here, today, Xia Xing will definitely die, and my grandson's revenge will also be avenged!"

Hearing his father say this, Yang Yun could only nod and stop talking.

"Old Yang, since the person has come, let's continue to taste tea in a while, now let's see how this ant died?"

The young man's name is Zhou Bai, and he is the young owner of Wanjian Villa in Huaxia.

Although he is only in his early twenties, Zhou Bai's sword dao has reached the realm of human and sword integration.

Even in the entire Huaxia, his strength can also rank in the top ten of the Hidden Dragon List.

Zhou Bai's sword is rarely unsheathed, because as long as Zhou Bai's sword is unsheathed, someone will definitely die.

Therefore, Zhou Bai is proud of his capital.

Everyone looked at the monitor, Yang Tao drank tea and looked at the big screen with Zhou Bai.

The rest of the Yang family were all standing behind the two.

At this time, Xia Xing seemed to sense something, his eyes looked at the screen, and a touch of coldness flashed in his eyes.

The corners of Xia Xing's mouth were cold: "Old thing, if you dare to attack our family Weiwei, you will die." ”

Many people saw Xia Xing's mouth shape, especially Yang Tao's face became extremely difficult to look at.

The Yang family is also a first-class family in Huaxia, and no one has ever dared to provoke him like this.

Xia Xing's approach is tantamount to looking for death.

But Xia Xing did it, and he was extremely arrogant.

In the next second, Xia Xing stepped into the front yard, his eyes were a little cold: "If you don't want to die, get away from me, those who stand in my way, die!"

On Xia Xing's body, a cold killing intent instantly emanated.

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