"How can you cultivate to the point of Qi cultivation? This is impossible!", Yang Jun shouted loudly with a look of disbelief. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"In this world, there is nothing impossible, I don't know it doesn't mean that I don't have it, you're just a frog at the bottom of the well with no knowledge", Xiaopang dusted off his sleeves that did not exist in dust, and his face was light.

Wang Li was sweating in the back of the waterfall, and he couldn't see it, Xiao Fat could also pretend to be a good thirteen, and he was infinitely close to himself.

In fact, Xiaopang has been bullied by Yang Jun since he was a child, and now that he has finally turned over, how can he not vent, this is human nature.

Yang Jun struggled to get up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "Isn't it just practicing qi, what's there to be proud of."

I saw that behind him, Yang Fangyuan walked out slowly, and said with a light smile, "Xiaole, you have actually broken through to Qi training, you can be my Yang family's worship elder."

"Hmph, smiling tiger", Chubby scoffed at this, his uncle has never looked at himself squarely, is it too late to come to this set now.

"Uncle, I'm going to see grandpa", the little chubby said softly with his eyes lowered.

"Father is seriously injured outside and needs to recuperate, you better wait for him to recover and come back to see him", Yang Fangyuan sighed softly, as if he was sad.

"I'm afraid you're just waiting for your grandfather to die now, so that you can inherit the position of head of the family, right?", Xiaopang directly tore through Yang Fangyuan's hypocritical mask.

"You are presumptuous!", Yang Fangyuan was furious, and shouted, the true qi on his body began to slowly overflow, and he was a monk who practiced qi cultivation.

"Chubby, let's go over quickly, I'm afraid your grandfather is already in a bad situation", Wang Li said softly in Chubby's ear.

Xiaopang nodded slightly, his whole body was full of true qi, and he directly turned into a streamer, crashed into Yang Fangyuan, and directly broke into the back house.

"Vertical son dares", Yang Fangyuan was furious, Yang Le dared to directly crash into himself and forcibly break into the master bedroom!

I saw him stomp his feet and was about to pursue, but a sudden cold light flashed in front of him, making him stop his body abruptly, and a few black hairs were falling with the wind.

"Another Qi cultivator?", Yang Fangyuan looked at Wang Li who was blocking him, his eyes flickered, and he said in a condensed voice.

Wang Li pinched the magic trick in his hand, and the Lingshuang Sword slowly flew back with a clear sound, and on the bluestone floor in front of him, it was like cutting tofu and slowly drew a straight line with the thickness of one finger, and the cold air around the straight line was pressing, and a trace of frost flowers condensed.

"Whoever crosses this line will die!"

Wang Liao stood in front of the back house, his expression was indifferent, he spit out five words, only listening to the sound of the sword, which stabbed the eardrums of the monk in the quenching stage, and involuntarily covered his ears.

The huge sound of the sword woke up countless Yang family members, and more and more people gathered here, Wang Li faced the countless Yang family people in front of him alone, but he didn't have any timidity, but the momentum was monstrous, and he didn't fall into the disadvantage at all.

"This friend, why bother to help Yang Le's waste wood, whatever conditions he gave you, I can give you double, why wade into this troubled water?", Yang Fang was far away from Wang Li's power, knowing that the latter was stronger than Xiaopang's combat effectiveness, so he persuaded bitterly.

"Xiaopang is my brother, today, none of you can think about it", Wang Li shook his head slowly.

"Toast without eating and drinking", Yang Fangyuan snorted coldly, waved his big hand, "Give it to me".

A large number of generals flocked to the front, and many people did not move, now is the time for the change of power of the Yang family, no one dares to stand in line easily, the majority of the people who are watching are standing, and all those who besiege Wang Li are Yang Fangyuan's henchmen.

Wang Li looked at the generals who were getting deeper and deeper, and muttered, "This killing ring...... It's going to be opened."

I saw that his sword eyebrows were upside down, his face was full of murderous energy, and he shouted, "Kill".

Ling Shuangjian moved as he wished, turning into a rainbow light, flying out, only to hear two screams, the two of them were pierced through the cold, their eyes were blank, and the corpse slowly softened.

"Bang", a home in the late stage of quenching will be frozen into popsicles, kicked into pieces by Wang Li, and scattered everywhere.

After killing the three people in an instant, the entire Yang family compound was like a Shura field, with a smell of blood, and many clansmen couldn't stand it anymore and began to squat down and retch constantly.

Wang Li also had some pantothenic acid in his stomach, he was the first time to kill someone, but what surprised him was that he was not afraid at all, but was sober-minded and calm, he knew that he had to kill people ruthlessly and resolutely, otherwise he would not be able to suppress the huge number of Yang family generals.

Sure enough, seeing Wang Li kill the three of them cleanly, without even frowning, all the generals were a little frightened, and their positions began to move back involuntarily.

"Waste, give it to me, the person who injured him will be rewarded with 1,000 spirit stones, and the person who kills him, I will reward 5,000!", Yang Fangyuan shouted, 5,000 spirit stones are the family's income for half a year, but he can't manage so much, he must immediately kill Wang Li and stop Yang Le, otherwise everything will be wasted.

There must be a brave man under the heavy reward, several generals pounced again, Wang Li's eyes flashed coldly, and he controlled the flying sword to kill the person with a sword, but the flying sword was stuck in the gap between the person's bones and could not be pulled out for a while.

Yang Fangyuan's eyes lit up and shouted, "He can't control the flying sword anymore, so he will cut him off."

The eyes of the remaining three generals were full of murderous energy, and they slashed at Wang Li with their weapons, only to see that the latter's eyes remained unchanged, and he directly reached out and grabbed the cut steel knife.

With a crisp sound, Wang Li's left hand turned into a brilliant gold, and the collision with the steel knife triggered a string of sparks, and finally the steel knife broke into several knots in the stunned eyes of the general.

The only thing left in his hand was to be slapped away with a palm, and the palm of this golden hand was infinitely powerful, directly smashing his heart, and after landing on the ground, he only twitched a few times and never moved again, and the blood from the corner of his mouth was gurgling out, which was mixed with fragments of internal organs.

At this time, after Wang Li slapped a person, without hesitation, he slapped it again, directly into the back of the heart of another general, and the golden palm ran through, breaking out directly in the front chest, shining with brilliant golden light in the eyes of all the Yang family members, but this golden light reflected the miserable white faces of all the Yang family members.

The only remaining general finally arrived at the fear that went deep into the bone marrow, this boy was simply a demon who eats people and does not spit out bones, he screamed in horror, turned and fled.

Wang Li pinched the magic trick in his hand, and the Ling Shuang Sword directly split the corpse in half, turning it into a streamer and nailing the fleeing general directly to the big tree next to him, and the screams stopped abruptly, leaving only a lifeless corpse swaying continuously.

"The one who crosses the line, there is no forgiveness for killing, you think I'm joking?", Wang Li said softly, hearing that the hairs of the Yang family stood on end, this young man was simply a killing god who killed people without blinking.

The Lingshuang Sword flew back again, slamming into the bluestone floor in front of him, and the side that had been drawn in a straight line was dripping with blood, while the other side was still clean and tidy.

Yang Fangyuan looked at the two distinct areas that were divided by straight lines, and his face finally became ugly.

"Now, is there anyone else who wants to try it?", Wang Li, who was covered in blood, slowly raised his head and looked ahead, only to see that wherever he looked, all the clansmen of the Yang family retreated.

The power of one person is as strong as this!