Cultivator In Martial God World

Just when the whole East was shaken by the news of the Desert of Death, Yang Xuan had already left the territory of Great Shen.

Hurry up, hurry up!

He has already raised his speed to the extreme, but still feels too slow.

Yang Xuan feels that there is already a madness in his heart that is about to be suppressed.

If you dare to move my Yang Family alone, going up poor and blue, down to Yellow Springs, I want your Shen family bloodline to be cut off from then on.

At this moment, he was on the verge of madness.

Yan Country, Taiping City Yang Family.

Looking at the enemies standing in the sky, Yang Qingshan looked desperate.

"I ask you, who is Yang Xuan's mother? Where is it?"

A voice came from in the sky, such as Heavenly Dao, majestic, full of sacredness and not offensive .

Yang Qingshan raised his head, and on top of his head, was an old man wearing white clothed, his face was majestic and condescending, as if he was looking at a bunch of ants.

To a Divine Path expert of False God Realm, these people in Yang Family, but ants, will be wiped out at the fingertips, and even if it’s not that person, he will not know, in this world, there are A very weak Yang Family.

Until now, he still doesn't believe that such a weak family has produced a Divine Path expert, and a great Shen Yang Xuan, or Bai Qi. .

So, he came in person, and he wanted to see what kind of family could produce such a heaven shaking, earth shattering character.

However, he was disappointed. In the face of a group of ants, he was not even interested in sending them by himself.

Faced with the question from the white clothed person, Yang Qingshan gave a wry smile and said, "senior, Yang Xuan has left Yang Family many years ago, and his mother has passed away."

The white clothed man's eyes showed mockery.

An ant dared to lie in front of him, really act recklessly.

"I'll give you another chance to hand over Yang Xuan's mother." He spoke lightly, without a trace of killing intent, but the surrounding air seemed to freeze abruptly.

Yang Qingshan's face is pale, he feels his heart is like being caught by a giant claw fiercely, it hurts and even has difficulty breathing.

The big beads of sweat kept rolling off his forehead, Yang Qingshan clutched his chest tightly, struggling to say: "Before...senior, Yang Xuan's mother has passed away. "

"hmph!"

The white clothed man sent out coldly snorted!

bang!

This coldly snorted sound, like a thunder, blasted in the ears of Yang Qingshan, and blasted in the ears of everyone in Yang Family, and blasted everyone’s brains Buzzing.

After a long while, the crowd came back to his senses, but at the next moment, they exclaimed at the same time.

"patriarch!"

Several Yang Family Elders swept around Yang Qingshan at the same time, only to find that Yang Qingshan was bleeding from seven orifices and stopped breathing.

"Patriarch!" Great Elder Yang Zhendong let out a mournful cry.

patriarch is dead, patriarch Yang Qingshan of Yang Family is dead. At this moment, all Yang Family members have a blank brain and lost their thinking ability.

"father!"

Yang Jiaxue let out a cry of cuckoo weeping blood, staggered out, knelt beside Yang Qingshan's corpse, and fainted.

Yang Qingshu furiously shouted and threw out directly.

"Green tree, come back!" Third Elder Yang Zhenbei roared and pulled Yang Qingshu over.

"Third Uncle..." Yang Qingshu was full of anger, struggling hard.

Yang Qingshu angrily roared in Beichong, Yang Zhen: "Do you want to destroy the Yang Family whole family?"

Yang Qingshu was stunned, and after a long while, he threw fiercely After hitting the ground, he half-kneeled beside Yang Qingshan's body.

The white clothed person's eyes are still incomparably plain, and he seems to be indifferent to everything in front of him, he said every word, indifferently said: "Hand over Yang Xuan's mother, otherwise, die!"

As soon as the word "death" came out, the entire Heaven and Earth seemed to make a sound of killing at the same time, surging back and forth around everyone in the Yang Family.

Yang Jiaqiang has a pale face and a sorrowful smile on his face.

He looked at the corpse of patriarch Yang Qingshan not far away, his brain was blank.

As an Innate expert, the patriarch is not an enemy of the enemy. How can their common disciple keep the Yang Family?

"big brother, is Yang Family going to end?" Yang Jiayou, who stood on the side, was like him. There was no blood on his face, and even his voice was trembling.

pa!

Yang Jiaqiang turned around abruptly and slapped Yang Jiayou's face with a slap. The hit Yang Jiayou fell directly to the ground with a blank face.

He didn't understand why the big brother hit him.

"You say another sentence and try it?" Yang Jiaqiang's face is full of grimness, like an ominous beast to choose people and eat, staring fiercely at Yang Jiayou.

Yang Jiayou felt a great fear in his heart. He had never seen a big brother like this.

"I...I..." he whispered, but he dared not say another word.

Yang Jiaqiang looked at him with a ferocious expression, every word, as if to tell him, and as if to tell himself: "As long as that person is there, even if we are all dead, Yang Family will not be over."

"That person?" Yang Jiayou's eyes lit up, and they were getting brighter.

Yes, as long as he is there, Yang Family will never fall.

The Yang Family dísciple, whose face was gray and full of despair, was all eyes shined after hearing Yang Jiaqiang's words, rekindling hope.

Yes, as long as that person is there, the Yang Family will not perish.

Yang Gong stood behind the crowd, he stared at the corpse of patriarch not far away, his face blank.

After his parents looked at each other, they both saw the decisiveness in the eyes of each other, and then they quietly stood in front of Yang Gong.

Yang Jiaxue woke up. She fell on her knees and stared at the father's corpse blankly. She didn't seem to believe that the father, who had always stood upright like a mountain, went like this.

At this moment, there is always a silhouette swaying in front of her eyes.

That is the god of the Yang Family, that is the heaven of the Yang Family.

"Where are you? Do you know? Yang Family can't hold on anymore." She muttered to herself, tears rolling in her eyes.

The few remaining Elders of the Yang Family also looked ashamed at this time. The strength of the enemy made them despair and suffocated them.

At this time, a person appeared in their hearts.

"Where are you?" They were desperate and hopeful.

Yang Qingshu looked at the white clothed people standing in the sky, looked at the powerful enemies around him, his eyes were full of anger and unwillingness.

The fists were already clenched tightly, and even the palms were bleeding, but he didn't know at all.

The same sorrow sounded in his heart.

"Where are you?"

The white clothed man stands quietly and condescendingly.

Looking at his feet like a trivial ant, no, Yang Family everyone is weaker than Lou Yi, a trace of disdain appeared in his eyes, and then shook the head.

To deal with such a weak family, he was even dispatched, the False God Realm expert, which is really overkill.

After shaking his head slightly, he said indifferently: "Who is Yang Xuan's mother? Stand up by yourself."

No one said anything.

The white clothed man laughed, but his eyes flashed ridicule. Next moment, his right hand grabbed forward slightly, and a young Yang Family dísciple had been grabbed by him.

"If you point out Yang Xuan's mother, I won't kill you." A smile appeared on his face, and he looked kind.

The young dísciple is only Acquired 5-Layer, looking at the face of the white clothed person, shaking with fear: "I...I don't know."

"ka -cha!" The white clothed man closed his five fingers, and the Yang Family dísciple's neck had been squeezed, and his breath suddenly disappeared.