Chapter Fifty-Three: Entering the Ethereal Enemy and Conferring the Head

The Yellow River roars and rushes endlessly; The dark clouds are low, and the sky and the earth are lightless; The wind howls and the clothes hunt.

Dong'er jumped into the air, crossed a graceful arc in the air, and finally fell into the fierce and ruthless river, which deeply rooted Yang Ping'an's heart.

Silently stood up from the ground, wiped away the tears on his face, and suddenly Yang Ping'an seemed to be a different person.

I saw that his eyes were red, his forehead was bruised, and there was endless killing intent in his cold eyes, passing through the many swordsmen in front of him, and stabbing Feng Xiaobao directly: "Today, I will kill you!" ”

Feng Xiaobao gasped, was shocked by Yang Ping'an's current momentum and took a step back, and said in a panic: "Do it, do it, kill him for this son, and chop him into pulp!" ”

As the old saying goes, it's better to die than to live. People don't want to die, but some people, at some times, will put life and death aside, such as Yang Ping'an at this moment.

For him, Dong'er is not only his woman, but also his only relative. They could have lived happily ever after, even without tofu.

But all this changed with the appearance of Yanshi Hou, and Dong'er finally turned into a popular trend in order not to drag him down, flashed in front of his eyes, fell into the boundless river, and disappeared again.

Revenge, avenging Dong'er, has become the only thought in his mind, as for life and death...... At this moment, life and death are still important?

Dozens of knives around him slowly approached under Feng Xiaobao's urging, Yang Ping'an sneered on his face, and he was about to strike with two moves, when a knife handle was handed to him.

Looking sideways, I saw that Lao Sutou got a single knife out of nowhere, with a flat arm under his arm, holding a single knife in both hands, and handed the handle of the knife: "Childe, it's safer to take the guy." ”

"Good!" Yang Ping'an raised his head and shouted, took the single knife casually, and went straight into the crowd, "Feng Xiaobao, your time of death has arrived!" ”

"Boom!"

The dark clouds that pressed over Yanshi County finally made further moves. From the depths of it came an earth-shattering thunderbolt, deafening. Immediately afterwards, the sound of lightning and thunder came out one after another, and the rain that had been nurturing for many days poured down, and the big raindrops were wrapped in the wind, invading everything in the world with the posture of crushing bones.

The river responded to the rain, the waves were gusting, and the mud on the dirt slope of the old ferry was all over the place, and nearly 30 knives surrounded Yang Ping'an in the middle, wanting to put him to death.

Yang Ping'an turned a blind eye, and just mechanically waved the steel knife in his hand in front of him, sweeping the road ahead, because there was only one person left in his eyes now - Feng Xiaobao.

In Taoist terms, he is in an ethereal state at the moment, and there is no room for others in the sea of consciousness, only the shadow of Dong'er and Feng Xiaobao who wants to kill.

Thunder rumbled, thunderbolts thundered, lightning tore through the clouds, and the sky flickered and darkened. The wind swept the rain curtain like a thousand whips, whipping the earth and everything in the world.

With lightning and thunder above his head, and a whip of wind and rain, Yang Ping'an did not stop at all, just instinctively integrating the Baji Fist into the knife technique, splitting the road in front of him, and his steps were firm, approaching Feng Xiaobao little by little.

Time continued to pass with the rain, and blood mixed with the rain stained Yang Ping'an's whole body. His hair was scattered and swayed in the wind, and his clothes were like hunting flags. Outside the Yanshi City, next to the old crossing of the Yellow River, the bloody rain and bloody wind on the soil slope, there are many people in the wind and rain, and the screams gradually decrease......

"Ahh

He found that he had deceived Feng Xiaobao, and the high-decibel scream before came from Feng Xiaobao's mouth.

Feng Xiaobao had already lost his previous relaxed look, his face was like death, his face was full of horror, his eyes were terrified, his pupils were blank and he looked directly at Yang Ping'an, his lips were moving, and his trembling teeth came out of the sound of character.

The in-laws of the Xie family were even more unbearable, shrinking behind Feng Xiaobao and burying their heads deeply, but exposing their bodies to the outside, as ridiculous as ostriches.

Yang Ping'an wiped the rain on his face, turned his head to look, but saw that the small dirt slope was full of swordsman corpses, except for the three people on the opposite side and himself, there were no living people.

I killed all this? Yang Ping'an felt that his brain was in a daze, and he looked around, blood flowed out of the corpse, staining the ground red with the rain. Looking down, there was blood stains on the single knife in his hand, and he moved his body, but he found that he was unscathed.

"Childe, after all the evil, the three of them can't let go." Old Sutou's voice sounded from behind him, but the voice of the broken gong was like a ghost at the moment.

"Huh?" Yang Ping'an was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly turned around, only to see Lao Sutou standing behind him wet, still carrying the flat pole in his hand, "They were all killed by me?" ”

"They did all die at the hands of Childe." Old Su Tou answered first, then came to the side of several corpses to inspect them, and said, "If Gongzi doesn't believe it, you can check its fatality." The shape of these wounds matches the shape of the knife in Childe's hand. ”

"Vomit-" The smell of earth mixed with the pungent smell of blood filled Yang Ping'an's head, and when he heard Lao Sutou's assertion, he suddenly vomited wildly, and even vomited out the bitter water.

Old Su Tou protected his heart, walked quickly to his side, and stood across his body to guard against Feng Xiaobao and the others, and said, "Childe, you don't matter, right?" ”

"I, I, I killed someone?" Yang Ping'an, who has been bound by the laws of later generations for many years, has never experienced such a bloody scene himself, not to mention that the corpses everywhere are all from him?

Old Su Tou pressed his shoulder and said, "Childe, they deserve to die." If you don't kill them, they will kill you. Have you forgotten Mrs. Winter? ”

Yang Ping'an did not regret killing himself, just like Lao Su Tou said, today's situation is endless, and it can only end with the death of one party. It's just that he needs an adaptation process.

However, Lao Sutou's mention of Dong'er made his adaptation process shortened sharply.

Erasing the filth from the corners of his mouth and making Lao Sutou get out of the way, Yang Ping'an turned to Feng Xiaobao and raised his knife to point at him: "You didn't run?" ”

Feng Xiaobao seemed to have been frightened stupidly, looking at Yang Ping'an in a demented daze, but Yang Ping'an always felt that he was not looking directly at him, and his gaze seemed to pass over his shoulder.

"You, you, who are you? Thirty sword guards, thirty knife guards, the heart guard in the center of the prince's mansion, specially sent to protect the safety of the prince, a whole thirty people, all died under your knife...... Who are you! ”

Yang Ping'an heard it vaguely, but the other party asked about his identity, which made him not think much about it, and immediately said: "Isn't it Yang Ping'an who you have always wanted to get rid of!" ”

"I, I, I should have thought of it, that stone ......"

"Childe, don't talk nonsense with him, be careful and change later." Old Su Tou suddenly interrupted Feng Xiaobao's words, "Kill him to comfort Mrs. Dong'er's spirit in the sky." ”

When Yang Ping'an heard this, he felt severe pain in his heart, his eyes were on fire, and his breath was short. The right hand trembled, and the raindrops hit the blade of the knife, and there was a crackling sound.

"Feng Xiaobao, when you were going to kill my wife, did you ever think that retribution would come so quickly!" With a loud shout, Yang Ping'an flew up and kicked Feng Xiaobao to the ground, then stepped on the opponent's chest, and cut off the opponent's limbs with a knife.

"Ahh

"Ahh

"Ahh

"Ahh

The screams were endless, coming from Feng Xiaobao's mouth, and the broken leg and arm on the ground made Feng Xiaobao, who was only the body and the revealed, in pain, and finally fainted.

"Don't you want to torture me to death?" Yang Ping'an had a hideous smile on his face, "Dizzy? How could Lao Tzu make you so comfortable! ”

After saying that, he raised his knife and poked at Feng Xiaobao's shoulder socket, and then turned it hard, Feng Xiaobao let out a scream again, and woke up in pain.

"Don't worry, let's take our time, I will let you understand what it means to survive and not to die." As he spoke, he roughly inserted the tip of the knife into Feng Xiaobao's mouth, stirring ......

A quarter of an hour later, Feng Xiaobao was covered in blood, his skin and flesh were torn inch by inch, and he was tortured in an insincere and benevolent shape, lying on the ground with only intake and no breath.

"Dong'er, watch me avenge you!" Yang Ping'an shouted, the cold light in his hand flashed, and he lifted a handful of bright red, and the big head rolled to the side, bringing out the bloodstains.

He lifted Feng Xiaobao's head, walked to the river in a few steps, knelt down with a pop, and shouted with tears in his eyes: "Dong'er, I have avenged you!" I've avenged you! ”

The thunder and lightning gradually subsided, the wind and rain did not abate, and the surging sound of the rolling Yellow River was mixed with Yang Ping'an's roar, and with the help of the wind and rain, it spread into the distance.

Old Su couldn't bear to step forward in his heart: "Son, Madame's revenge is revenge, we should go." ”

"Let's go? What's the hurry? Yang Ping'an got up when he heard this, and sneered, but saw that all the corpses on the dirt slope were missing, including Feng Xiaobao's stumps, which were thrown into the Yellow River by Lao Sutou. And the Xie family's in-laws are like helpless chicks at the moment, trembling in the wind and rain.

"You didn't run away? Finally, I'll go to your house to find you! ”

"Childe spares his life!" The Xie family's in-laws had weak legs and feet, and they fell to the ground with a pop, kept kowtowing, and made a banging sound, "Young Master Yang, this matter has nothing to do with us, it was Feng Xiaobao who killed us that day to force us, and we don't want to offend Gongzi and kill Dong'er!" ”

"Don't you want to?" Yang Ping'an lifted Mrs. Xie up, "Do you remember what I said to you?" ”

Mrs. Xie washed her face with tears, waved her hands together, and begged for mercy: "Son, the old woman knows that she is wrong, the old woman really knows that she is wrong, and the old woman really won't dare in the future." I beg Gongzi to read it for the sake of Dong'er, and see that we don't have a few years to live, so let us go! After we go back, we will offer the tablet of immortality for the son, and pray for the son at night. ”

"Do I need those?" Yang Ping'an smashed the handle of the knife on Mrs. Xie's nose, smashing the bridge of her nose and bleeding from the nose, "You let me see it for Dong'er's sake, hehe, Dong'er's sake, Dong'er was forced to death by you!" ”

"Ahh Mrs. Xie couldn't help convulsing in pain and couldn't speak, Old Man Xie hugged Yang Ping'an's thigh and cried: "Young Master Yang, it's better for us to be pigs and dogs, it's us who killed Dong'er." But after all, Dong'er was raised by us and has been honoring us for many years, so you can't let Dong'er die without turning a blind eye, right? ”

"You still have the face to say!" Yang Ping'an raised his foot and kicked it away, and sneered, "Okay, don't say that I don't care about Dong'er's feelings, I'll let you go today, but ...... Old Sutou, you throw this old dog into the river and let them bury Dong'er! ”

As he spoke, he shook it violently and threw Mrs. Xie into the rolling Yellow River, where Dong'er jumped into the river......

ps: Dong'er is not dead, this book is not abusive