It's dark, the night is deep, and the chill left by the heavy rain during the day is still there. The stars and moon were hidden, the clouds were thick, and the cool breeze was blowing, and the people in Shaohua City fell asleep early.

In the Yang Mansion, the small courtyard where Yang Tianxing lived had been blocked by iron chains. The small courtyard is usually inaccessible, but at this moment it is even more bleak and gloomy.

In the dark night, a figure was like a ghost in the dark, gradually approaching from afar, and slowly came to the front of the small courtyard.

Yang Tianxing saw the iron chain above the courtyard gate, his eyes suddenly froze, and after snorting coldly, he stepped on it hard, and his body had already flipped into the courtyard.

After a few breaths, Yang Tianxing came to the door of the old house, looking at the iron chain wrapped around the door, the chill in his eyes was even stronger.

Yang Tianxing's right hand and two fingers were pointed together into a sword, and the naïve qi in his body was activated, forming a one-foot-long sword above the two fingers. Then he let out a low shout of "open", and slashed down the chain with his sword.

There was a crisp click, and the chain broke. Yang Tianxing pushed open the door and walked in.

The light withered, and darkness filled the air, but despite this, he skillfully approached the position of the lamp, and after lighting the lamp, a faint flame bloomed in the darkness.

Yang Tianxing held the lamp and candle in his hand, and slowly came to the corner of the room, he looked up along the wall, and a look of surprise immediately appeared on his face.

Above the wall, a long sword hung silently. This sword is his personal sword, the Sword of Blood.

Yang Tianxing took off the blood-dripping sword, as if he was stroking his lover, and stroked it tenderly and lovingly. Then he jerked the blood-dripping sword out of its scabbard, and in an instant, a bewitching red bloomed in the room.

This bewitching charm dispelled the darkness and illuminated Yang Tianxing's cold face.

"Blood Sword, Blood Sword, you have followed me for more than ten years, and I haven't taken you to drink blood, I really deserve your name of blood. ”

"Tonight, I'll take you to kill!" Yang Tianxing inserted the blood-dripping sword into the scabbard again, tied the seven cloud-piercing darts around his waist, and then left the old house and headed in the other direction of the Yang Mansion.

This direction is exactly where Zhang Feng is.

The whole Yang Mansion sits in the north and faces south, and in the depths of the northern courtyard of the Yang Mansion, there is an antique and quite magnificent two-story building.

At this moment, the night is already deep, most of the people in the Yang Mansion have already fallen asleep, but the lights in this small building are still bright, and there is still a faint laughter of young women coming from it.

This two-story building is Zhang Feng's residence in Yang's mansion.

At this moment, on the second floor of the small building, on a large wooden table, all kinds of delicate and sweet food are placed.

In Shaohua City, ordinary people have not known the taste of meat for several years, but on this table, there are chickens, ducks, fish, mountains, rivers, lakes and seas.

In front of the wooden table, Zhang Feng sat with two women. Zhang Feng was completely majestic in the past, his eyes were lewd and profligate, while the two women were scantily clad and had charming eyes.

Zhang Feng hugged left and right, a pair of big hands kept stroking the two women, and the two women were charming from time to time, which made Zhang Feng even more look up and laugh, raise his glass and drink wildly, so unpleasant.

Zhang Feng and Yang Yuyun have lived together for many years, but their relationship has not become deep. Since Yang Yulin came to the world, Yang Yuyun no longer has married Zhang Feng. Zhang Feng couldn't bear it, so he set his eyes on the maid of the Yang Mansion.

Zhang Feng's affair with the maid has long been known to everyone in the mansion, and even Yang Yuyun has heard of it. But what is unbelievable is that Yang Yuyun turned a deaf ear to this matter. In the long run, Zhang Feng's arrogance became even greater.

With two knocks on the door, the door of the room opened from the outside, and two young men in gray clothes bent down and walked in with the wine jar in their arms.

"My lord, I and Sun Er brought you the wine you ordered. The little guy who walked in front was named Sun Da, and he whispered to Zhang Feng. His head never lifted.

"Got it, put the wine on the table, and you two stand down. Zhang Feng waved his hand casually, and said in a disgusted and impatient tone.

It was late at night, and he was called and drunk, and he was so despised, although Sun Da was angry and aggrieved in his heart, he didn't dare to show the slightest.

"No. Sun Da obeyed the order to put the wine jar on the table, and at this moment, he looked up at the table, but at this glance, Sun Da was directly stunned.

I saw the women sitting next to Zhang Feng, wearing light gauze, their cheeks were red, and they were smiling.

Thinking that his grandson was just a poor man in cloth clothes who sold himself in the Yang Mansion, how could he have seen such a scene. For a while, he was fascinated by the beauty in front of him.

Zhang Feng's eyes were slightly closed, waiting for Sun Da Sun Er to leave, but time gradually passed, and there was still no sound of the door closing in his ears.

He was puzzled in his heart, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Sun Da looking at the maid beside him with a dull and obsessive face.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Feng was furious, he raised his wine glass, poured all the undrunk wine on Sun Da's face, and shouted angrily in his mouth: "You dog minion, don't get out of here, if you take another look, I will let people gouge out your dog eyes." ”

The wine splashed on his face, Sun Da woke up in shock, he didn't dare to stay for a moment longer, and together with Sun Er, he crawled out of the room.

After walking down the small building and escaping for a hundred steps, Sun Da stopped. He reached out to wipe the remaining wine from his face, and began to complain and curse in his mouth: "Hmph, what's so great about that Zhang Feng, it's just that he has a good skin." If I had been born more than ten years earlier, I would not have been the one that my wife had taken a fancy to. ”

Da-da-da-da. At this moment, in the dark night, a faint sound of footsteps came. Sun Dasun Er's eyes widened, and he turned in the direction from which the voice came, and when they saw the figure that had appeared from the night, they breathed a long sigh of relief.

"In the middle of the night, I thought who was pretending to be a ghost here, it turned out to be the famous waste slave of the Yang Mansion. ”

As Sun Da spoke, he moved his steps, blocking Yang Tianxing's way forward, and then continued to speak: "Abandon slave, as long as you kneel down and kowtow to me three times, Uncle Ben will let you go, what do you think?"

"This abandoned slave is Zhang Feng's son, although he doesn't dare to resist in front of Zhang Feng, but bullying and bullying this abandoned slave can somewhat dissipate the anger in my heart. Sun Da stopped in front of Yang Tianxing with his hands on his hips, thinking so in his heart.

Looking at Sun Da who suddenly came out, Yang Tianxing's face was still indifferent as usual, without the slightest change. When he walked to Sun Da's side, his eyes suddenly froze, and at the same time, the blood-dripping sword in his hand was pulled out like lightning.

Sun Da only felt a flash of red light, and then a warm feeling came from his neck, and he tried his best to cover his neck, but he couldn't stop the blood gushing like a spring no matter what.

His vocal cords were destroyed, and he could no longer make a screaming sound, and in a few moments, his body fell to the ground.

Until he died completely, Sun Da didn't understand why that supple and deceitful waste slave would draw his sword angrily at him.

Yang Tianxing drew his sword like lightning, and after the tip of the sword made contact with Sun Da's throat, it was inserted back like lightning. After the whole set of movements, his footsteps never stopped.

Sun Da didn't know whether he was in front of Yang Tianxing alive or dead, it was just a joke. Tonight he came for revenge, his own revenge, and the revenge of his grandfather, and anyone who dared to stand in his way, he would destroy it with his sword.

Sun Er planned to watch the excitement at first, but he never expected that in the blink of an eye, Sun Da would die in front of him.

Sun Er was horrified in his heart, he just wanted to shout loudly, but when Yang Tianxing waved his hand, an acquired energy came from the air and hit his neck, and his body fell to the ground softly.

Yang Tianxing didn't stop, and continued to walk towards the two-story building where Zhang Feng was located a hundred meters away.

On the second floor of the small building, Zhang Feng didn't know that the catastrophe was coming, and he was still immersed in the beauty of the cup.

But at this moment, with a loud bang, the door of the room suddenly burst open. Even a door fell on the wooden table in front of Zhang Feng, and the wine and soup splashed Zhang Feng's body.

Suddenly changed, Zhang Feng's mouth opened wide, and his face was full of disbelief. With a few women's screams, his drunkenness instantly woke up halfway.

Zhang Feng moved his eyes to look at the door, and when he saw the figure standing in front of the door, the disbelief on his face became even stronger.

"Abandon the slave, it's you! How is this possible, shouldn't you be seriously injured and dying at this moment?" Zhang Feng asked Yang Tianxing in horror.

Yang Tianxing didn't answer, he raised his sword in his hand, and walked towards Zhang Feng step by step. It's just that his eyes are getting colder and colder, that kind of coldness, as if he is looking at a dying person.

In this situation, how could Zhang Feng not understand that Yang Tianxing came to take his life.

"Tianxing, you can't kill me, no matter what, I'm also your father. If you kill me, aren't you afraid that you will be wanted by the city and not tolerated by your neighbors?"

Although Zhang Feng said this, there was not much panic in his eyes, as if he still had some backhand.

The next moment, as expected, the walls on both sides of the room were torn open, and two warriors, one strong and one thin, broke through the wall and blocked Yang Tianxing's body, protecting Zhang Feng behind him.

"Haha abandon slave, don't you want to kill me, now there are two masters of Shishan Ghost Dagger to protect me, I see how you kill me?" The panicked look on Zhang Feng's face disappeared, and in his place, his face was full of smugness and deep disdain.

That's right, Shi Shan and the ghost dagger are Zhang Feng's backhands. For many years, Zhang Feng has always had the habit of raising rangers and dead soldiers, and these two people are the dead soldiers that Zhang Feng has raised at home with a lot of money, in order to one day be in case of emergency.

Moreover, the most important thing is that these two people, like Wang Yong's realm, have the strength of martial arts in the middle of the day after tomorrow.

"Shishan, ghost dagger, this kid is already seriously injured, everything he is doing at the moment is pretending, hurry up, kill this rebellious rabbit cub for me. Zhang Feng's face was distorted and he yelled hysterically at the two.

Yang Tianxing first looked towards the stone mountain, and saw that he was extremely strong, his legs were like copper pillars, his waist was like a bucket, and his fists were like iron hammers, full of endless power.

Yang Tianxing moved his head, and then looked at the ghost dagger, but saw that he was thin, his face was gloomy, and he kept moving a dagger up and down in his hand, thinking that he should be a master of playing with daggers.

Feel the aura fluctuations on their bodies again, they are all martial arts masters in the middle of the day after tomorrow. If it was before, it would have been a hard battle, but now, Yang Tianxing smiled contemptuously in his heart, he really didn't take these two people to heart.

At this moment, the stone mountain moved, and he saw a layer of white Hou Naive Qi lingering on his right fist, and then swung his right fist and slammed towards Yang Tianxing with one punch.

Several people in the room would not doubt the strength of Shi Shan's punch, they all thought that Yang Tianxing would definitely avoid this punch, but the next moment a scene that surprised them appeared, only to see Yang Tianxing also raised his right fist wrapped in white true qi, strong and strong, hard and hard, and fiercely faced Shi Shan's iron fist.

"Hey, I thought this kid was a hard stubble, but it turned out to be a fool with a brain problem. When the ghost dagger saw this scene, he immediately despised Yang Tianxing in his heart, and he originally wanted to come forward to help, but he also stopped acting and watched the show in place.

"Haha, it's great, it's even more powerful than Shishan, this abandoned slave is really looking for death, as long as he dies, I don't have to worry about it. On the other side, Zhang Feng danced happily in his heart, and he had even begun to yearn for his good life after Yang Tianxing's death.

But the next moment, the ghost dagger and Zhang Feng invariably grew their mouths. The scene of the crushing of power in their imagination did appear, but the roles of the two sides were reversed, not the stone mountain they expected to crush Yang Tianxing, but Yang Tianxing to crush the stone mountain.

I saw that the moment Shi Shan's fist and Yang Tianxing's fist collided, his right arm suddenly cracked open with the sound of a click and a broken bone.

Not only that, Yang Tianxing's strength also shocked Shi Shan's internal organs, Shi Shan's body flew out upside down, and a mouthful of blood spurted out in mid-air, and he passed out directly after landing on the ground.

"How is it possible, this kid is obviously thin, how can he have such a powerful strength?" Although the ghost dagger was horrified in his heart, he still did not hesitate to make a move.

For their dead soldiers, taking people's money and eliminating disasters for others, if they are not defeated, there is only one death.

A dagger was thrown out of the ghost dagger's hand and shot towards Yang Tianxing. The ghost dagger is still very confident in the dagger he throws out, not only with a hundred shots, but also extremely fast, few can dodge, and over the years, he has used this move to solve countless enemies.

However, he is fast, Yang Tianxing is faster, he is accurate, Yang Tianxing is more accurate. Yang Tianxing's right hand swiped from his waist, and three willow leaf darts had already appeared in his hand.

He didn't even turn his head to look, just listened to the argument, and in the flash of light, the three willow leaf darts had been quickly thrown out.

Bite. It's just the first willow dart that has already shot down the dagger of the ghost dagger, and then in the dagger of the ghost dagger, the other two willow darts shot into the left and right wrists of the ghost dagger with lightning speed.

Shishan is good at strength, but his right arm is broken. The ghost dagger is good at daggers, but the left and right tendons are broken. The two of them, although not dead, are no different from death.

Yang Tianxing held the blood sword in his hand and continued to walk towards Zhang Feng.

Ga. Zhang Feng seemed to have been choked by someone, and his face turned red. Happiness comes too fast and goes too fast. Zhang Feng never imagined that the stone mountains and ghost daggers he had spent a lot of money to raise would be so useless that they would not be able to survive the next round under Yang Tianxing.

"What the hell, what kind of monster did I provoke, how could this kid have such a strong strength when he is young next year?" Thinking of Yang Tianxing's terrifying strength, Zhang Feng trembled with fear.

Seeing that Yang Tianxing was about to walk in front of him, Zhang Feng could no longer care about dignity and honor, and knelt down towards Yang Tianxing with his legs bent, and begged with tears in his eyes: "Tianxing, I used to be blinded by lard, I shouldn't have treated you like that, I didn't fulfill the responsibilities of a father, even if it wasn't for my sake, for the sake of your mother and Yulin, please let me go." ”

Yang Tianxing was young after all, and his young heart was not completely cold, and when he heard this, his eyes couldn't help but be confused, and a moment of hesitation appeared on his face.

But at this moment, Zhang Feng's face completely changed, and what Yang Tianxing never expected was that he pulled out a pair of double knives from under the table, and shouted hysterically with a distorted face: "Damn abandoned slave, hurry up and die for me", while slashing at Yang Tianxing's forehead from top to bottom.

But before Zhang Feng could cut down, his movements had already stopped in mid-air. He lowered his head and looked down, and found that an orange sword was stuck in his heart.

"Sure enough, if you want the wicked to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha, that kind of thing only exists in stories. ”

"Only when a person dies can he not be threatened in the slightest. As Yang Tianxing drew out the blood sword, Zhang Feng's eyes widened and he fell to the ground with an unwilling face.

When it was, the thunder was great, the wind and rain came again, Yang Tianxing re-tied the darts, put the sword on his back, and in the bleak wind and bitter rain, he rode a BMW of Yang's mansion and disappeared into the dark night.

When Yang Yuyun led the people of the Yang Mansion to Zhang Feng's residence, in addition to Zhang Feng's body, there were also seven big characters written in blood on the wall that caught everyone's eyes: "Murderer, Yang Tianxing!"