Yang Xiu muttered non-stop, but the voice was too small and indistinct for Long San to hear clearly.

At this time, Long San couldn't help but feel a little anxious, thinking why did he put down such a heavy hand just now, this kid looked like he had just started cultivating, in case he couldn't hold it up and died, wouldn't Lao Tzu regret dying?

Thinking of this, Long San was even more anxious, and almost put his ear to Yang Xiu's mouth, trying to hear what Yang Xiu said.

At this time, Yang Xiu had already firmly grasped the dagger, quietly transported the remaining spiritual power in his body, and with the power of the word "force", he stabbed at the position of the other party and stabbed it violently, and the short dagger stabbed straight under Long San's ribs from the bottom to the top!

"Woo-ra!"

With an unpleasant sound like cutting through metal, the finger-long blade was inserted into Long San's soft underbelly! Yang Xiu, who had succeeded in his hand, did not pause, gathered all the strength of his body, and pushed the short dagger into it by half an inch.

Long San has stepped into the immortal cultivation realm for many years, and his rich combat experience made him react immediately, and when he was stabbed, he had already locked the muscles in his ribs, and at the same time slapped Yang Xiu on the shoulder!

Yang Xiu felt that his attention had never been so focused as it was now: the sharp pain, the blood, the buzzing of the torn body in his ears were all away for a moment, and all that was left was the endless anger in his mind.

"Drink!!"

Before being slapped away, Yang Xiu let out a low cry with all his strength, and smashed his fist on the end of the dagger grip, causing the dagger to sink deep into Long San's chest cavity and stab into the opponent's powerful pulsating heart, before flying out upside down and crashing into the wall.

Long San looked down and saw the handle of the dagger, and was slightly stunned, as if he couldn't figure out how his invulnerable body could be pierced by ordinary weapons.

Raising his head, Ryuzo reached out and wanted to pull out his long sword, but as soon as he took two steps, his legs went limp, and he collapsed to the ground spitting blood.

Seeing the other party fall, Yang Xiucai, who was lying on the ground, breathed a sigh of relief: Fortunately, the power of the Dao talisman he wrote was guaranteed, otherwise it was really difficult to say whether he could get into it this time......

However, as soon as the tense nerves relaxed slightly, a heart-rending pain came from Yang Xiu's chest, and he couldn't help but snort.

"Uh......"

Now Yang Xiu's skills are still shallow, and he can't repair the broken ribs by himself with his own aura alone. Taking a few breaths, Yang Xiu took out a Dao talisman with the word "healing" written on it from his arms and gently patted it on his chest.

The effect of similar Dao talisman cannot be stacked, and no matter how much it is pasted, it will not make the injury recover faster, and this Dao talisman only relieves the severe pain a little, allowing Yang Xiu to hold on for a longer time.

At this time, Yang Xiu was in severe pain, his chest seemed to be pressed by a boulder, and when he breathed, he seemed to be pulling a bellows, and there was only a murmur of hula and hula in his ears.

At this moment, Aunt Liu's appearance suddenly appeared in her mind, as if she was smiling and waving to Yang Xiu, asking Yang Xiu to get up quickly and go to Wen Daobi to comprehend the thousand-character text. Yang Xiu, who was lying on the ground, slowly opened his eyes and stared at the starry night sky, his eyes becoming more and more determined.

After a long time, Yang Xiucai regained his strength, struggled to get up, and moved to Long San's side with his body to confirm that the other party was dead, then he picked up the long sword and staggered towards the carriage in the dark.

......

The sound of the fight stopped abruptly, and Yang Shaotian in the carriage felt that something was wrong. It stands to reason that with the three skills of the dragon, it is more than enough to deal with the super-first-class martial arts masters, but thinking of the many changes tonight, Yang Shaotian is still a little uneasy.

Raising his hand to push away the warm ** wrapped around him, Yang Shaotian picked up the sword under the quilt and prepared to push the car door to see what was going on. Yang Shaotian has been cultivating the Spiritual Technique for a while, and he has personally experienced the subtlety of the immortal method, and he thinks that he can deal with a few little thieves at all, but he is not much panicked.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound without warning, the pale cyan sword light flashed, and after breaking through the thick carved wooden door, it directly pierced Yang Shaotian's shoulder blades and nailed it to the wooden wall of the carriage on the other side. Half of Yang Shaotian's arm immediately lost strength, and as soon as his hand was loosened, the sword smashed on the brass stove with a crisp sound.

Yang Xiu's movements were steady and fast, and the screams of the little beauty in the car stopped abruptly after only half of the shouting, and she fell on her stomach in the corner after being knocked unconscious by Yang Xiu. In just one breath, the **beautiful carriage** has been completely stirred, replaced by the pungent smell of blood and the heavy breathing of two men.

"It's you!" Seeing the figure in front of him clearly, Yang Shaotian's eyes widened and he couldn't help but exclaim, and at the same time, he endured the severe pain and shook his right leg, and swept towards Yang Xiu's face door with the sound of the wind!

Yang Xiu didn't move at all, just raised his hand and firmly pinched Yang Shaotian's ankle, and with a little force, the other party's calf made a "rattle" crisp sound, Yang Shaotian howled miserably again, and the calf bone cracked in response, completely losing the ability to resist.

Yang Xiu, who cultivates the forging vein technique, where is the current Yang Shaotian able to resist!

At this time, Yang Shaotian's shoulder was pierced by a sharp blade and then firmly nailed to the wooden wall of the carriage, bleeding nonstop. But these pains were not as strong as the horror in Yang Shaotian's heart at this time!

Didn't Sun Wu bring someone to kill him, and there were guards outside who had become silent......

What the is going on?

"Why is Yang Gongzi so surprised, it looks very similar to Sun Wu's expression just now. Yang Xiu picked up the short sword that Yang Shaotian had dropped, looked at Yang Shaotian and said. The bloodshot eyes were like bloodthirsty lions in the candlelight, and the expression that seemed to be smiling made Yang Shaotian even more frightened.

Yang ...... Yang Xiu, what are you going to do, you dare to touch me!?"

After the panic at the beginning, Yang Shaotian quickly reacted, stretched out his hand and pointed at Yang Xiu's nose and scolded: "You wild seed that no one wants, if you don't get it tomorrow, I will completely expel you from the Yang family, and I will sue Tianshu Pavilion to deprive you of your identity as a disciple ......of the outer sect!

The more Yang Shaotian spoke, the more courageous he became, thinking of the door rules of the Yang clan and Tianshu Pavilion, it was expected that Yang Xiu would not dare to touch his life, and he brought the previous commanding tone.

"Huh!"

Yang Shaotian was about to continue to scold the little cub in front of him who dared to make trouble, when he felt a cold light flash in front of him, and he was stunned, and his eyes subconsciously fell on the brocade quilt with the black shadow flying in the air.

Is that...... Finger?

"Ahh......h

There was a terrible scream in the carriage, which made people shudder. Yang Xiu didn't blink his eyelids, staring intently at Yang Shaotian's miserable howl, admiring the expression of blue muscles protruding and spasmodic pain on the other party's fair face, and a weird sneer appeared on his face.

"I know that in the eyes of the Yang clan, in your eyes, people like me are like a docile puppy on the side of the road. As long as you wave your hand and throw half a steamed bun, I have to wag my tail obediently and obediently, and I won't fight back any scolding, right?"

Yang Xiu wiped the short sword on the quilt, lowered his head, and said in a flat tone as if he was chatting with a friend, "Young Master Yang, let's tell you the truth." I have always believed that human life is the most precious and must be respected and not taken away at will. But when my loved ones were killed, I suddenly understood that it was all. ”

As he spoke, the short sword in Yang Xiu's hand had already pierced Yang Shaotian's palm with a "poof!", and then twisted the grip and stirred it violently on the wound, causing Yang Shaotian to scream like a wild dog: "Ah...... I beg you, I was wrong, I was confused for a while...... Oh!

Seeing the short sword slowly sliding on the other party's body, cutting off pieces of delicate flesh, Yang Xiu only had the pleasure of revenge in his heart, and his voice was low and hoarse, like a ghost from the underworld, destroying Yang Shaotian's only remaining will.

"I just want Aunt Liu to live a happy and rich life......"

"Why do you always come to provoke me, because of your poor self-esteem, which is the only one in the world? No matter how intriguing you are, in my eyes you are just a clown...... But you shouldn't touch my family. ”

"I'm going to torture you slowly, pull every nail out of you, and stuff it back in. You're a good dagger, you should be fine with deboning, right? I'm going to use it to stab your ass, your eyes, your stomach and your intestines, until you don't fart. ”

"Do you particularly want to die right now? It's easy, but I'm pretty stingy in this regard, and I have a lot to ask you......"

......

Things went smoothly, and it took almost no effort for Yang Xiu to get the news he wanted. Yang Shaotian in the carriage was already silent, Yang Xiu jumped out of the carriage, wiped the blood on his hands, looked up at the waning moon, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Auntie, Yang Xiu has avenged you......"

The fierce battles brought his physical strength to the limit, and the sharp pain in his chest stimulated Yang Xiu's nerves at all times. Just now he fought to the death with Long San, and now his muscles are so sore.

But tonight's repeated impacts made Yang Xiu's every nerve tense, the fatigue of his whole body was left behind, and his eyes were even more red as blood! At this time, Yang Xiu could clearly hear his heartbeat, the sound of heavy wheezing, and the sound of "bang!" beating on the green tendons on his head.

But that's not the end of the story.

Putting the long sword back into its scabbard, Yang Xiu walked quickly to Long San's corpse and pulled out a stack of silver tickets and a cloth bag from the other party. He pulled out the dagger with his hand, but found that the short dagger had been twisted into a twisted shape, and the tip was also broken in Long San's body, so you can imagine how strong Long San's body has become.

Without caring to look closely at the contents of the package, Yang Xiu walked quickly and disappeared into the darkness of the alley. In the darkness, there were only beautiful prostitutes who were thrown in the grass to the side, and carriages that kept dripping with dark red liquid.