One morning in early summer. The sky is numb.

The crescent moon falls in the western valley. A few cooking smokes wafted slowly in the col.

Zhao Xiang took a flat pole, a machete, and a rope from the outer disciple in charge early, and hurried to the barren mountain.

Arriving at a no-man's land, he quickly dispersed his senses, conducted a detailed search, and after making sure that there were no people or any visions within a radius of several miles, he quickly entered the ring with a thought.

From the outside, a gray shadow flickered into a fist-sized ring, and the ring immediately condensed into a point of light that was imperceptible to the naked eye, becoming one of the thousands of lights and shadows in the morning, and it was impossible to distinguish the slightest indistinguishable one.

Zhao Xiang and Uncle Huan were standing in the Divine Ring.

"Uncle Huan, go to Zhaojia Village immediately. ”

Zhao Xiang's eyes opened and closed suddenly, and he decisively waved his right hand and ordered Uncle Huan.

Uncle Huan's wise gaze flashed like lightning from Zhao Xiang's serious face.

He naturally thought about the master being so anxious to rush to Zhaojia Village, and he suddenly figured out a lot.

However, he didn't say anything, just nodded without doubt, quickly harnessed the divine ring, and shot towards Zhaojia Village, thousands of miles away.

The speed of the divine ring was extremely fast, and it only took only ten breaths to reach the vicinity of Zhaojia Village.

In a deserted and relatively desolate place, Zhao Xiang flashed out of the divine ring with a face full of anger.

Rapid pace, after a while, he stepped on the path leading to Zhaojia Village from the west of the village.

He was dressed in gray, with a foot-long black hair, and his eyes were shining, although he was still thin, he was very tall, and his body that had grown much taller, like a gust of early summer wind, swished a few times, and then swept over a thousand meters, and suddenly stood outside the door of Zhao's house.

Zhao Xiang looked at the familiar but unfamiliar reddish-brown wooden door, and before he could stand firmly, a nameless fire burst out of his heart:

"Get out, get out of here, Hua Lanxiang!Zhao Ming!Zhao Long!Zhao Yun!Zhao Fei!"

Although the voice was immature, because it had melted into the third layer of cultivation in the condensation period, it had an indescribable majesty and domineering.

In particular, the words that rushed out of his mouth were filled with monstrous anger, and his voice was more like a waterfall with a piercing roar falling from the sky!

The reddish-brown wooden door of the Zhao family's closed door seemed to be unable to resist the roaring sound, and it began to clatter against the door frame, and there were still a lot of fine wood chips scattered on the door frame.

"Who? who is so unscrupulous and impolite?"

Zhao Xiang's eldest brother, Zhao Long, rubbed his eyes, squeaked, and opened the door.

Suddenly, he saw Zhao Xiang, who had grown a lot taller and stronger, he was stunned for a moment, then half-narrowed his eyes, chuckled, and mocked jokingly as if he remembered something:

"I thought it was who, it turned out to be you, a thief who doesn't know the height of the sky! Why, I learned the ability, and I want to go home to show off my might, isn't it? Is it possible to achieve that you can still learn a little bit of supernatural powers with your appearance? Hmph, if you don't want to find death, get out of with me as soon as possible, otherwise, you will break your dog's legs, don't ......complain about it."

Zhao Xiang glanced at him indifferently, and before he finished speaking, he raised his right hand, brushed the ground, stretched and retracted his palm, and suddenly crackled and crackled on Zhao Long's cheeks on both sides like lightning, crackling, and hitting two mouths in a row.

Knock-Zhao Long sat on the ground, and two lines of blood immediately flowed from the corners of his mouth.

His eyes widened, his face full of surprise, and he saw Zhao Xiang, who was still standing in place, motionless, as if he was alive.

He pointed at Zhao Xiang's head with his left hand and exclaimed loudly:

"You, you, you...... You kid dare to beat me? Little deflated little bastard, you, you, you, you are so presumptuous, you dare to beat me?"

Zhao Xiang glanced at this Zhao Long, who had been bullying him and his mother Lan Xiaodie, with disdain, and snorted coldly in his nostrils:

"It's you guy who doesn't talk about brotherhood! Yo he, don't you be convinced? Hehe, if you are not convinced, come up today, and our brothers will have a good fight to see who is the best and who is the bad seed!"

Zhao Long's loud exclamation had already made everyone in the room puzzled and surprised, and they rushed out of the house one after another.

The first to arrive outside the door was fourteen-year-old Zhao Fei.

When Zhao Fei saw Zhao Xiang, he was also stunned for a moment, but he was tiger-headed, turned his glassball-like eyes, and pretended to be happy and screamed:

"Dad, Mom, Second Brother, come out quickly, see who is coming, Zhao Xiang, that little fool ......"

Suddenly, his voice stopped urgently, because he saw that the cheeks of his eldest brother Zhao Long on both sides had a red palm print, and two blood lines were squirming down the corners of his mouth like earthworms.

He understands everything!

A hint of discoloration flashed in his eyes, and then he scolded Zhao Xiang fiercely and domineeringly:

"Rabbit cub, you are bold, and you will be bullied in the daytime, right? After eating the gall of the ambitious leopard, you hit the eldest brother! Today, I want you to pay the price, so I have to clean up your gray grandson!"

Without thinking about anything, he raised his fist and rushed straight towards Zhao Xiang.

I didn't see how Zhao Xiang moved, but I saw an afterimage entangled with Zhao Fei.

It was formed by Zhao Xiang's left hand swinging forward.

The crackling sound of his mouth being beaten was almost at the same time as a scream that burst out of his mouth.

Zhao Fei, who ran to Zhao Xiang's five feet away, made a crackling sound and scream, and then flew to Zhao Long's side as if a pair of wings had grown out of his body.

Plop - he fell to the ground top-heavy, and immediately his mother screamed.

At this moment, Zhao Xiang's second brother Zhao Yun, stepmother Hua Lanxiang, and father Zhao Ming all stepped out of the house.

Their faces were cloudy and uncertain, and without exception they were full of surprise, doubt, anger, and other complex emotions.

Hua Lanxiang's eyes flashed with a few wisps of different colors that were not easy to be noticed, and the gaze that looked at Zhao Xiang revealed a fleeting thoughtfulness.

She quickly withdrew her gaze, and immediately exchanged glances with her husband Zhao Ming at lightning speed.

But when she was about to say something, she found that her second son Zhao Yun was pointing at Zhao Xiang hoarsely, and scolded:

"Little lady's breed, what shady means did you use to deal with the eldest brother and third brother so viciously?

Looking at Zhao Yun, who was still fierce and vicious, Zhao Xiang looked at him with disdain, like looking at an ant.

"Hmph, it's really funny, who has used shady means? Who is it that takes advantage of people's unpreparedness and viciously frames each other? You, Zhao Yun, always team up with those two rotten pigs and dogs to bully, mock, and trample on me, which of you is doing it right? Okay, today, I, Zhao Xiang, will give you a chance to fight fairly. If it's a hero, come up, I won't fight back!"

"That's what you said," Zhao Yun rolled up his sleeves and raised his fist, "Don't regret it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he came out of the mountain like a tiger and went straight to Zhao Xiang.

The fist raised high landed on Zhao Xiang's chest almost at the same time.

Bang--, bang-.

These two sounds followed by the clear cracking of bones.

Click, click.

It was not Zhao Xiang's broken sternum, but Zhao Yun's hands and wrists.

His wrist couldn't withstand the strong shock of Zhao Xiang's chest at all, and it broke in horror!

Zhao Xiang secretly gathered almost all the spiritual power belonging to the third layer of the Qi Condensation Stage to his chest.

This kind of liliang, how can Zhao Yun, a mortal who can't do anything, be able to resist it?!

This is still Zhao Xiang's reservation, otherwise, it would be such a simple ending as breaking his wrist.

Because of the force of the shock, Zhao Yun couldn't reduce it no matter what, so he pounced and fell backwards.

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