Huyan Haoyu's expression became fierce, and his pale face still carried the traces of the wound caused by the wound seven days ago. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hand over the jade bracelet, my son is not to blame in the past"

Yang Xuan was also a little stunned at the moment, and sighed helplessly in his heart, how could he get into trouble wherever he went, the matter in front of him was originally a dispute between the children of the family, and there was no need to participate at all, but it was a creation to make people, and now it seems that it is impossible to participate without participation.

The fat man on the side also shook his head and smiled bitterly, as if he was very helpless about this situation.

"What if I don't pay it?"

Huyan Haoyu's face suddenly gloomy, and a dangerous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Don't pay, then there is no need for you to participate in the tower fight......

"Oh?" Yang Xuan chuckled, "Then I don't know how Young Master Huyan plans to punish him?"

The venue was extremely quiet, originally the people thought that this farce would end in the defeat of the young master of the Tan family, but unexpectedly, things changed, involving an elegant young man who seemed to have some grudges with Huyan Haoyu.

They are used to good things, they all have an illusion, and the next plot progression seems to be the real hilarious scene.

"The surname is Yang, you have to understand, who are you talking to?"

Huyan Haoyu's tone was cold for a moment, and his words were gloomy, and he slowly spoke word by word.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, the fat man took two steps forward, stood beside him, and looked at each other vigilantly.

He didn't care about Wu Sisan at all, he stared at Yang Xuan intently, but wanted to see how he would respond, he was injured by that bitch seven days ago, and after recuperating for so long, he really couldn't hold it back, and ran out secretly, the interesting thing is that he not only met the sissy of the Tan family, but also met the dirt bun that made the roots of his teeth itch, it was really fate.

This time, he seemed to be raising his eyebrows and reorganizing the prestige of the little young master of his Huyan clan, accompanied by beauties, accompanied by servants, and there were a large number of ordinary people watching beside him, earning enough face, "You deserve your bad luck" Huyan Haoyu thought so.

Yang Xuan smiled freely, there was no sadness or joy in his expression, he played with the rather eye-catching pink jade bracelet with one hand, and turned his head to look at Tan Shaoqing, who was sitting on the ground with a nervous expression.

"The little master of the Tan family, this bracelet is given to you, two thousand taels of silver, your sister must like it"

Without waiting for a surprised expression to appear on Tan Shaoqing's little face, Huyan Haoyu was furious, and his face was gloomy as if he was about to drip ink, "Are you looking for death?"

As soon as the words fell, the breath hidden in the flesh but a little vague and uncertain stirred, and he took out a fancy long sword from the Sumeru ring, stood up and stabbed, don't look at his cultivation is poured out of the elixir, but this blow is also quite powerful, the tip of the sword seems to pierce the breeze, and with a whoosh, it goes straight to the door in front of him.

Yang Xuan didn't bother to sacrifice the mortal dust pen at all, the strength of this young master Huyan had already been known in his heart seven days ago, his right hand was clenched into a fist, and the rich golden true yuan was infused, just straight out, and there was no trace of fireworks in the bland.

Compared with the other party's lightning-like sword, except for the dazzling golden mang, this is just the flower fist embroidered leg of an ordinary martial artist when he is training.

"Hmph, you are so arrogant, no wonder I" Huyan Haoyu sneered, the hand holding the sword was used again, and the sword style was more than twice as fast in an instant, and under the strong wind pressure on both sides of the sword body, the attack turned into a phantom, which was difficult to see.

"Big brother, big brother...... Tan Shaoqing's face gradually flashed with panic, as if he saw the cruel scene of Yang Xuan being stabbed through the head with a sword and blood and brains splashing, and in addition to being scared, he actually closed his eyes and didn't want to look at it anymore.

Most of the people around him are the same, and the timid ones have already withdrawn from the circle far away, standing a few feet away and watching with bated breath, for fear of missing any detail.

This is a monk fight, where can you usually see this scene.

Between the lightning and flint, the fists and swords intersected, bursting out with a thick muffled sound, the air waves rolled, the dust was all over the sky, everyone only heard a miserable scream, but a figure faintly flew out of the field, and fell heavily to the ground.

With the crisp sound of gold and iron falling to the ground, they seemed to know what the outcome would be.

"Young master, young master!" The four entourage of the big man, the person who was called Fenglin Volcano suddenly panicked, the master was injured, if he didn't die, it would be fine, at most he would be punished heavily, if there was really a three long and two short, he and the others were just a funeral life.

Yang Xuan's brows furrowed slightly, he looked at the tiny incision on his fist, extremely light blood overflowed, and he was a little puzzled, and then his eyes fell on the fancy long sword that fell to the ground, and his pupils shrank slightly.

"It's actually a Lingbao first-level weapon, I'm afraid it has to be a grade above the third order, no wonder it can break my true yuan and scratch the epidermis."

If Hu Yan Haoyu heard this, he would probably die of anger on the spot, and the sword he tried his best to just scratch the epidermis of the opponent's fist?

"You...... Poof" opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, Huyan Haoyu seemed to be shaken a lot, causing the old injury to recur, and for a while, the already pale face became pale, and compared with the bright red blood at the corner of his mouth, it looked a little terrifying.

As for the bewitching woman, she was too frightened to make a sound at the moment, hiding in the corner and shivering, and she was already mentally firm if she didn't cry.

Angrily put aside the four big men who planned to support him, his face became more and more hideous, and he pointed at Yang Xuan, who was expressionless, and shouted loudly, "Give Lao Tzu, beat him to death, a damn bun, dare to beat me?"

It seemed that Yang Xuan's power just now shocked them, and he didn't dare to step forward at this moment.

", it, I've raised you for nothing?"

As soon as these words came out, the four big men, you look at me, I look at you, there is no way, I can only bite the bullet, their cultivation is just up and down the realm of knowledge, on weekdays, the head of the family sent a few of them to protect Huyan Haoyu, but it is just to help grab a position and move something, the huge cloud famine, who dares to bully the little young master of the Huyan family?

So they seem to be protecting, but in fact they are just idle jobs, if they really encounter the existence of daring to touch the tiger's whiskers, just a few of them, where will they be opponents?

However, the master commanded, I couldn't help it, and when I roared, I gave myself courage, and with a fierce force, my muscles were knotted, but it looked so deterrent.

With a series of steps, the huge fist with a fierce wind pressure slammed towards Yang Xuan's head and chest in many key places, with a hint of determination on his face.

Yang Xuan sneered, he had also seen the methods of these big men, and he must have done a lot of hurtful things with this gentleman in the past few days, and he acted mercilessly.

The footsteps moved slightly, a few elegant dodges, avoiding all the attacks that came to him, and his fists and feet were waved repeatedly, only the sound of banging was heard continuously, but in a moment, there were already four more figures on the ground who fell to the ground and wailed.

Yang Xuan slowly walked towards Huyan Haoyu who was sitting on the ground, his steps were very light and slow, but in Huyan Haoyu's ears at this moment, there was no suspicion of a heavy hammer, and every time he landed, it seemed to hit his heart fiercely.

"You, you...... Don't come here, I, I'm ......."

He was really scared, like seven days ago, Fang Fei'er's blow came suddenly, and he directly knocked him unconscious, and he didn't suffer much, but now it's different, he is sober, the ghost knows what he did just now will make this seemingly elegant and bullying young man concoct himself?

After a while, Yang Xuan stood three feet in front of him, looking at it playfully, and did not forget to play with the pink jade bracelet in his hand, "Young Master Huyan, why are you sitting on the ground?"

When Huyan Haoyu heard this, his face turned red in an instant, even worse than Tan Shaoqing's previous state, anger rose in his eyes, but he couldn't fight back at all, not that he couldn't, but he didn't dare.

Yang Xuan snorted lightly, too lazy to pay attention to this second ancestor who bullied the weak and afraid of the hard, and bullied the people, he put aside a cold eye, turned around and walked to Young Master Tan, who opened his eyes at some point and looked sluggish, and handed over the jade bracelet.

Tan Shaoqing took it in amazement, until now, he still couldn't get back, "Who is this big brother? Why is he helping me?

Feeling the familiar touch of the pink jade bracelet in my hand, a series of questions came to my mind.

Yang Xuan smiled slightly, stood up, turned his head and glanced at Huyan Haoyu coldly, "It's just a waste to the point where you're like you."

"You ......" Hu Yan Haoyu's face was gloomy and terrible, but the pain on his body no longer reminded him all the time, and this humiliation could only be endured, and for a while, his eyes were resentful as if he wanted to choose someone to devour.

"Don't look at me like that, you are also to blame for your own fate, and you can't blame others......"

Huyan Haoyu was silent, he couldn't say anything at the moment, just like he couldn't do it with cruel words, he was humiliated in public, and he was still a dirt bun that he couldn't look down on at all, and in addition to anger, he was a strong murderous intent in his heart.

"You're damned!"

"Oh, but I'm alive and well."

The horror of the onlookers at this time was simply incomprehensible, this young man was too powerful, he beat the son of the overlord-level family in the cloud wilderness, and he also made insulting words, which he didn't even dare to think about before, but now it happened in front of his eyes, this trip is lively, it's worth watching, it's worth it.

"Fortunately, this time it's me, if it were any short-tempered monk, you wouldn't be so relaxed, I can't say that what is in front of me at this moment is a corpse"

Yang Xuan's words were very cold, so cold that the air froze, and the scene fell into a strange stasis, and even the wails of the four big men were much quieter.

"You can try and see who turns into a corpse?"

Suddenly, a cold voice came into the door, scaring everyone into a clever one, Yang Xuan frowned, following the prestige, what caught his eye was a delicate and handsome young man, with a long sword hanging from his waist, his long hair was not tied up, but scattered behind him, his eyebrows were like an upside-down sword, and his face was fierce.

"Brother Ao......"

"Hu Yanao, he is Hu Yanao......"

The atmosphere that had only slowly become noisy fell silent again in an instant, as if this oppressive atmosphere was too tense, and the crowd gradually dispersed in a panic, as if this young man who was walking slowly was some kind of terrifying monster.

"Hu Yanao?" Yang Xuan tilted his head slightly, and the words that Tan Yang had said to him in Yanyun City sounded in his mind.

"You should be tempted to fight him...... Thunder is the master of the true element, and the magic of the use of mysteries ......"