Chapter Forty-Seven: If you are not convinced, let the horse come!

"Xiao Yao, you waste, I must turn you into a pig's head!"

In front of everyone's eyes, Yun Hu, a three-star martial artist, and Xiao Yao, a waste battle, missed twice in succession, which made Yun Hu angry.

I thought that I had reached the realm of a three-star martial artist and could wantonly humiliate the young people of the Xiao family, but I never thought that a "waste" who had lost his cultivation could last for such a long time.

In the eyes of outsiders, Xiao Yao, who was able to dodge Yunhu's two heavy blows, had already won this competition. After all, there is a huge disparity in the strength of the two sides, and dodging is the best way to fight. But this kind of thing of doing green leaves for Xiao Yao is not the result that Yunhu wants.

"Drink!"

Yun Hu's waist twisted, and he picked up his left leg again, but because Xiao Yao was relatively close to him, Yun Hu's left leg swept towards Xiao Yao's waist from the side, instead of kicking it hard like just now.

"It's too slow! It's too slow!"

Seeing that he hadn't been fooled again, Xiao Yao once again dodged to a position that was beneficial to him, and the contemptuous voice spat out of his mouth again, continuing to anger Yunhu.

"Good!"

Some people in the crowd couldn't help but cheer for Xiao Yao, "Just do it, hold on, we'll support you!"

"Ahh

He is the number one young talent and three-star martial artist in Yewu City, but he was played around by a "waste" who has been completely cultivated, which makes Yunhu feel that his face is being whipped hard by Xiao Yao with the sole of his shoe, which is extremely hateful.

"Whew!"

Under the rage, Yunhu, when Xiao Yao dodged his fist for the fourth time, when his waist twisted, his left fist, which had been hanging down his waist, slammed into Xiao Yao's head fiercely!

"Good chance!"

Xiao Yao's face was still as calm as water, but his pupils instantly shrank to the size of a pinhole, and a bloodthirsty light flashed inside.

The right foot took a lightning step, and his figure appeared on the left side of Yunhu, and at the same time, his left hand also poked out like lightning, and his five fingers became claws, with the sound of breaking the wind, and grabbed Yunhu's left wrist.

"What?"

Those who applauded Xiao Yao before couldn't help but be surprised, the difference in strength between the two was huge, if Xiao Yao continued to choose to dodge, he could still hold on until the elders of the Xiao family arrived.

If he took the initiative to attack, wouldn't it have fulfilled Yunhu's wish and be defeated immediately?

When they sighed for Xiao Yao, they only heard a soft sound of "pop", Xiao Yao's left hand actually grabbed Yunhu's left wrist, and immediately, the right fist he had been clenching, with an incomparable majestic force, slammed into Yunhu's left elbow joint.

"Bang!" a muffled sound, like a sudden thunder, spread rapidly.

"Click!"

In the midst of the lightning, the sound of bones breaking also suddenly sounded, making the dense crowd that was originally whispering "sigh" silent.

Deathly silence!

"Alas, knowing that the strength is not as good as the other party, why should you take the initiative to attack the other party?"

Looking at Xiao Yao and Yunhu who were motionless in the field, many people sighed regretfully. But just when they thought that Xiao Yao had been defeated, an extremely miserable howl suddenly shot out from Yunhu's mouth, instantly breaking the temporary silence.

But the next moment, when many people had not recovered from the shock, those who had kept their minds clear-headed saw a cold light suddenly flash from between Xiao Yao's fingers, stabbing straight into Yunhu's chest.

Seeing this scene, they couldn't help but gasp: the fifth young master of the Xiao family, who had lost all his cultivation, not only broke the arm of the eldest young master of the Yun family, but also killed him to prevent future troubles?

In an instant, one after another even more shocked eyes stared at Xiao Yao, whose face was still calm, without blinking, and couldn't believe that this was true.

The small mouth that was still slightly blue opened slightly, Xiao Lin's eyes widened, and he looked at Yun Hu who was standing still in the field, his face was pale, and there was a knife stuck in his chest, and he muttered in amazement:

"Xiao Yao, kill him?"

"I guess it'......"

Xiao Hua's throat couldn't help rolling, and he couldn't believe his eyes, looking at Yun Hu, whose eyes were wide open, and there were also disbelief written in them, he couldn't help but think of the scene where he was slashed through his throat by Xiao Yao with the back of a knife last time.

Xiao Yao's ruthless and unprocrastinating personality made him feel a little palpitating, and there was a sudden look of fear in his eyes.

"If I wasn't surnamed Xiao, wouldn't I have been ...... by him" Xiao Hua shook his head abruptly, not daring to think about it anymore.

"Brother Xiao Yao, did you really kill that bastard because he blasphemed me?"

Although such a result was expected, when she saw this scene with her own eyes, the smile on Xiao Qingya's face instantly froze, and her beautiful eyes stared at Xiao Yao fixedly, in addition to a touch of disbelief, there was also a touch of emotion.

At this time, Xiao Yao's breathless Yunhu glanced at it, and his face, which had always been as still as water, suddenly coldened, like a cold and serene whisper from the Nine Hells, and slowly spit it out from his mouth:

"Yunhu, some women are holy, no one can blaspheme her!

"She'......"

The eyes that gradually lost their vitality subconsciously glanced at Xiao Qingya, who was detached from the ordinary, and then, his eyes went dark, his body leaned back, and he fell straight to the ground.

A swarthy knife with a cold aura on his chest suddenly appeared in everyone's eyes.

"Wow!" the scene suddenly erupted.

"Big young master!"

Due to the angle just now, these strong men in black brought by Yunhu didn't know what was going on, and when they saw Yunhu fall to the ground with a knife in his chest, their faces changed greatly, and they exclaimed in shock.

Suddenly, a pair of eyes like hungry wolves that had not eaten for a long time were thrown on Xiao Yao's body, his fists clenched, and the red light flashed on his fists.

Although they were all murderous and eager to tear Xiao Yao to pieces, they didn't dare to rush over.

First, without the protection of their masters, they feel that their identities are very different from Xiao Yao. Once the Xiao family investigates it, they are likely to become substitute ghosts thrown out by the Yun family;

Second, the very strict laws of the Heavenly Dragon Empire were like the sword of Damoris hanging over their heads, making them, who only had the realm of warriors, afraid of making rash moves.

Seeing the appearance of the group of strong men in black, Xiao Lin's face changed greatly, but in an instant, a trace of fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and shouted:

"There are more people and fewer people bully, is it true that the people in our Xiao family are easy to bully?"

The voice fell, Xiao Lin strode forward, crossed in front of Xiao Yao, and stared coldly at these strong men in black not far away.

With a slight flick of her wrist, an orange sword appeared in her palm. The mind immediately moved, and the aura poured into the long sword, and in an instant, the long sword was orange and vigorous, and the air was full of murderous aura.

Although they didn't say a word, everyone firmly believed that as long as someone acted rashly, the long sword in Xiao Lin's hand would unceremoniously swing out and kill the killer.

"Orange Rank Spiritual Weapon?" someone in the crowd of onlookers immediately exclaimed.

"The Xiao family is worthy of being a forging family, a little girl in her early twenties can even have an orange-level mid-grade spiritual weapon!" Immediately after, voices of approval and envy came from the crowd.

"Sister, don't forget, my surname is also Xiao!"

At this time, Xiao Hua also flashed beside Xiao Lin, the red light on his fist rolled, his eyes stared resolutely at the people who were about to move opposite, and the blood in his body boiled like boiling water.

"The young people of the Xiao family are still very bloody. ”

Seeing this scene, Xiao Qingya praised it from the bottom of her heart, but then when she thought of the old men who were ambitious and greedy for pleasure, her face couldn't help but darken, and she was gone in the blink of an eye, and a shallow smile once again appeared on her delicate face.

Staring at the two tall backs standing in front of him, Xiao Yao felt an inexplicable sourness in his heart.

If the people of the Xiao family have this kind of strength to dare to fight, as for the current situation, there is a patriarch who plays with intrigues and tricks, and the people below also follow suit. But they forgot that in the world where the strong are respected, after all, they have to rely on their fists to speak?

With a helpless sigh in his heart, Xiao Yao leaned down and pulled out a knife from Yunhu's body.

"Tick-tock!"

The blood on the knife dripped into the ground drop by drop, and the gentle ticking sound made everyone at the scene feel like they were about to suffocate.

"I hope our bloody nature today can awaken the fighting spirit of those old men!"

Xiao Yao's face turned pale, and he put the knife to his mouth with a resolute expression, gently touched the residual blood on it, and his eyes exuding a cold aura swept over the faces of these people opposite, and said coldly:

"If you don't accept it, let the horse come!"

The group of strong men in black, you look at me, I look at you, they looked at each other, and no one dared to stand up and accept Xiao Yao's challenge.

"It's not appropriate to stay here for a long time, you should hurry back to Xiao's house!" Seeing that this group of people was shocked, Xiao Yao said in a low voice to Xiao Lin and Xiao Hua's sister and brother, with an unquestionable commanding tone.

"You ......"

Xiao Lin just opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but Xiao Yao turned around abruptly and roared with a fierce look: "Get out of here! Lao Tzu's business, don't worry about it!"

"Xiao Yao, you bastard, you have a kind of ......"

As soon as he saw Xiao Yao inexplicably yelling at his sister Xiao Lin, Xiao Hua was furious and scolded when he opened his mouth, but he was stopped by Xiao Lin only halfway through the words.

Bei Yan bit his lip, flashing his crystal eyes and glanced at Xiao Yao, who was resolute, Xiao Lin grabbed Xiao Hua with righteous indignation.

"Let's go!"

As she spoke, she turned around and left, and forcibly pulled away Xiao Hua, who wanted to teach Xiao Yao a lesson. However, at the moment of turning his head, the crystal that suddenly appeared in his eyes couldn't help but flow down.

"Whew!"

Seeing Xiao Lin and Xiao Hua squeezing out of the crowd of onlookers, Xiao Yao gasped with relief and muttered to himself:

"I'll take care of everything! Xiao Dingtian and Xiao Haotian, the two old bastards who only know what is going on in the Dao, will have the courage to declare war on the Yun family?

The murmur fell, and he smiled at Xiao Qingya, who was staring at him not far away, and then walked over with slow steps.

"The boy of the Xiao family, if you kill my son, you just want to leave, where is it so easy?"

Suddenly, a roar mixed with anger sounded over the trading market like a thunderbolt......