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When Wang Yu came down from Zulongling with a large load of firewood of more than 200 catties, the sun was just setting in the west. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Legend has it that a thousand years ago, there was an earth-shattering bang in the air, and a ball of blue blood wrapped in a yellow dragon fell to the foot of this mountain, and since then, this mountain has been called the Ancestral Dragon Ridge.

Wang Yu has just turned fifteen this year, wearing an old linen cloth full of patches, a pair of old linen shoes under his feet, although his face has not been taken off, his figure is quite tall and strong.

When he was 12 years old, Wang Yu's parents unfortunately fell off a cliff and died, so he became an orphan and worked as a long-term worker in the family of Wu Chenglong, the rich man of the village.

Wang Yu came to the thousand-year-old locust tree at the bottom of the ridge in one breath.

He put down the firewood, took off a rusty axe from his belt behind him, threw it on the ground, and rested his back against the old locust tree.

A sound of conversation came from far and near on the path behind the trees.

"Fourth young master, don't be angry, go back quickly! It's not that your skills haven't arrived, but that Ah Niu's kid is afraid of death, and he said that he would stand still, as soon as you make a move, that kid will be so frightened that he flashes to the side, causing your palm to be slightly off, his heart is only split into three pieces, and his mouth and nose are bleeding to death. An old voice said cautiously.

"That's right, the old butler is right! Ah Niu's kid has a cheap life, and being able to die under the young master's master's death, is a blessing he cultivated in his previous life. That kid usually seems to be quite bold, but he doesn't want to be a coward, he spoils the good things of the young master, and he is afraid that he will not even be able to do it in the next life, so he can only be a cow!" said a person in a smooth tone.

"Hmph! Pigs and dogs are not as good as things, and they ruin my big thing!" a gloomy and cold voice said viciously, "The Heart-Destroying Palm is the entry kung fu of Xuantian Sect, I didn't split Ah Niu's heart into seven pieces with one palm, so that his seven orifices bled to death, Yun Songzi's old guy said that my skills have not arrived, and he still refuses to introduce me to Xuantian Sect this year, and my year's hard work has been in vain!"

Wang Yu was already dumbfounded when he heard it, and his heart was pounding.

The three people who spoke just now, he knew who they were as soon as he heard the voice.

One is Wu Chenglong's nineteen-year-old fourth son Wu Jie, one is Wu Fu, the old housekeeper of the Wu family, and the other is Wu Rui, Wu Jie's personal servant.

The Ah Niu they just talked about was originally a little beggar who had been exiled to Zulong Village, who was adopted by the martial arts family to herd cattle for them, he was tall and strong, he was a stunned young man, and he had bullied Wang Yu more than once.

Wu Rui continued: "Fourth young master, although Ah Niu's kid died of bleeding from his mouth and nose, how did he know that his heart was only split into three pieces instead of seven......? The old-timer snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and disappeared if he couldn't see it......"

Wu Jie glared at him viciously and scolded: "Ignorant dog minion, do you think I have not lost face enough? Six years ago, I saw Yun Songzi beat Wang Yu's kid's father and mother to death one by one, one bleed with seven orifices, and the other bleed with three orifices, and before throwing their corpses off the cliff, I secretly took out their hearts to see ......"

He stopped talking abruptly and looked ahead in a daze.

Wu Fu and Wu Rui had been following Wu Jie with their heads bowed, and when they saw that he was suddenly stunned, they quickly looked up and looked forward, and suddenly stayed in place.

Wang Yu had already jumped out from behind the old locust tree, clenching his two fists, staring at Wu Jie with tears in his eyes, his face flushed.

Wu Jie reacted immediately, turned a blind eye to the load full of firewood beside Wang Yu, sneered, and said with a calm face: "Wang Yu, you kid dares to be lazy, come down the mountain so early!"

Wang Yu's chest rose and fell violently, and he roared in a trembling voice: "Wu Jie, you...... What you just said is true?"

"Presumptuous! The young master's name can also be called by you, a woodcutter?" Wu Fu rolled his cloudy old eyes and glared at Wang Yu, and shouted angrily.

Wu Jie waved his hand at Wu Fu, looked at Wang Yu with a smile, and looked at him with a scoundrel face: "What did I just say?"

Wang Yu leaned over and picked up the rusty axe from under his feet, pointed at Wu Jie, and gritted his teeth and said, "Wu Jie, if you don't explain things clearly today, I will fight with you!"

Wu Fu and Wu Rui shrank back in fright, and shouted in unison: "It's the opposite!

Before the words fell, Wu Jie suddenly stepped forward, shot like lightning, and stretched out his right index finger to hit the acupoint on Wang Yu's chest.

Wang Yu's body went limp, the axe was gone, and he fell to the ground on his back facing the sky.

Wu Jie took a step forward, raised his right foot and stepped on Wang Yu's chest, looked down at him and sneered: "Stinky boy! After eating the bear's heart and leopard gall, you dare to point fingers at Young Master Ben! How about my martial family's ancestral Xuanyin finger? It doesn't taste good, right?"

Wang Yu was sore, numb and weak, his hands and feet couldn't move, there was a burst of cramping pain in his chest, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept seeping out from his forehead.

He gritted his teeth and hissed: "Wu Jie, you bastard! You and that demon killed my father, and I won't let you go if I become a ghost!"

The muscles on Wu Jie's face twitched, he reached out and picked up the axe on the ground, pointed at Wang Yu's head, and said viciously: "Okay! Young Master Ben will fulfill you, split your dog's head in half, and let you be a ghost!"

After speaking, the fierce light in his eyes was revealed, and he slowly raised the rusty axe in his hand.

"Slow down, Fourth Young Master!" Wu Rui suddenly shouted behind him.

Wu Jie turned his head and glared at him, and said with a gloomy face: "I killed this dog minion, like crushing a bed bug, how dare you stop me?"

Wu Rui hurriedly ran over like a pug, sneered on his face, bowed down and said, "Fourth young master, how can a slave be so bold? The slave just thinks that you can kill this stinky boy with an axe, it is too cheap for him! It is better to practice the Heart Destroying Palm with him again, the slave just doesn't believe that your skills are not enough, and you can't split your heart into seven pieces with one palm......

Wu Jie nodded, took his right foot off Wang Yu's chest, and instructed Wu Fu and Wu Rui: "You two, tie this dog slave to the big tree!"

Wu Fu and Wu Rui hurriedly untied Wang Yu's rope to tie the firewood and tied Wang Yu firmly to the old locust tree.

Wang Yu couldn't move, he could only be at their mercy, knowing that he would definitely die today, he couldn't help but be sad and angry in his heart, and scolded them endlessly.

Wu Jie walked up to Wang Yu with a gloomy face, a foot away from him, and sneered: "Dog minion, death is coming, are you afraid?"

Wang Yu endured the colic pain in his chest and snorted fiercely: "I'm afraid, if Lao Tzu frowns and blinks, he won't be a descendant of the Wang family!"

He stared at Wu Jie with wide eyes, and blood was almost spurting from his eyes.

"Dog minion, the same stinky temper as your father!" Wu Jie scolded through gritted teeth.

He suddenly raised his right hand, and the axe in his hand flew towards Wang Yu head-on.

With a loud "click", the axe slashed into the trunk of the old locust tree a few inches above Wang Yu's head, and a large hole more than a foot long was split on the trunk, and the axe almost sank into the handle.

Wang Yu glared at Wu Jie angrily, and sure enough, he didn't frown, nor did he blink.

Wu Jie snorted coldly: "Stinky boy, let's see your father and mother!"

He took a deep breath, and suddenly stepped forward with his left foot, and slapped Wang Yu's front heart in the air.

Wang Yu suddenly felt a fierce internal force pass through his chest, like a thousand catties of giant wood pressing on his strong and powerful heart.

The heart stopped beating instantly, and a few seconds later, with a bang, it cracked into seven pieces.

Blood suddenly gushed out from Wang Yu's mouth, nose, ears, and eyes, and the back of his heart was blurred with flesh and blood.