Cultivator In Martial God World

Yang Qingshu stood up suddenly, his face was full of anger, and he couldn't help it anymore.

"Miscellaneous, something is coming to me."

The white clothed man glanced at him and didn't get angry. He still couldn't get angry with an ant. It won't be long anyway. They all have to die and care about the dead.

Looking around for a week, he waved his hand and another Yang Family dísciple was caught.

"Do you know?" he asked with a smile.

The Yang Family dísciple yelled in horror: "I don't know, I don't know."

"ka-cha!" After a light sound, his body was also thrown away Down.

The white clothed man looks indifferent, as if doing something insignificant.

Another Yang Family dísciple was caught by his throat: "Do you know?"

"I...I..." The Yang Family dísciple appeared on his face Huge fear, began to hesitate.

"Qing'er, do you dare..." Fifth Elder Yang Xiangru suddenly stood up, roared, hoarse: "You dare to say, I will die in front of you immediately."

" Lord... grandfather, I don't, I don't say..." The white clothed man was caught in his hands and cried bitterly in fear.

"Good child!" Yang Xiangru said, but he couldn't say it anymore, tears streaming down.

bang!

A rays of light flashed by, Yang Xiangru was taken aback, then lowered his head, and found that a big hole had appeared in his chest, blood flowing.

Then he fell down and lost all consciousness.

"grandfather, grandfather! You shit, I'm going to kill you, you shit..." Yang Qing roared, but the fingers of the white clothed man closed at the next moment.

ka-cha!

Yang Qing's head drooped limply and lost his breath.

"Ah, I killed you bastards..." Yang Qingshu roared and threw himself out, but the next moment, a white clothed man's hand lightly kicked him. return.

Severe pain came, Yang Qingshu fiercely fell to the ground, vomiting blood.

The white clothed man seemed extremely annoyed. He sighed softly, "I am most annoyed by such a spineless person. Why not, as long as you hand over Yang Xuan's mother, I will leave immediately, how about?"

Speaking, he looked all around, but wherever he looked, no one responded. Everyone was looking at him, eyes full of anger and hatred.

Yang Jiayou saw the white clothed person's gaze swept over, but his eyes were full of fear, and he quickly lowered his head.

But the white clothed person had already seen him. With a wave of his hand, Yang Jiayou flew out involuntarily and was caught by the white clothed person.

"Family!" Yang Jiaqiang turned pale in fright, hurriedly ran forward a few steps, but was kicked back by a white clothed man's hand, he vomited blood, and lost the power to act. .

The white clothed person looked at Yang Jiayou, and said softly: "Are you afraid of death?"

Yang Jiayou's whole body was shaking with fear, his face was pale and devoid of humanity, even I can't speak.

A smile appeared on the white clothed face: "As long as you help me identify Yang Xuan's mother, I will let you go. How about?"

"I...I... He..." Yang Jiayou's face was full of fear, and his voice trembled.

"Yang Jiayou!"

Yang Jiaqiang furiously shouted, struggling to stand up from the ground, completely ignoring the blood spurting out of his mouth: "If you dare to say a word, Even if you die, I will not forgive you."

"en?" The white clothed man's eyes condensed, a rays of light shot out instantly, and Yang Jiaqiang's right arm was separated from his body.

Yang Jiaqiang groaned, fell to the ground, but stubbornly lifts the head, staring at Yang Jiayou.

"Brother...Brother..." Yang Jiayou looked at the big brother and cried out.

The face of the white clothed person patted Yang Jiayou, said with a slight smile: "As long as you point out Yang Xuan’s mother, I will not kill you, your big brother, I will not kill, and I will help him Connect the arm, how about it?"

Yang Jiayou is still shaking, his eyes are still full of fear, but he said loudly: "I...I...I don't...I don't know, I don't I know!!!"

The last four words, he almost yelled out, everyone's eardrums hurt.

bang!

Yang Jiayou was directly pinched to the ground by a white clothed person, his whole body was broken, and a lot of blood gushed out of his mouth.

"hahahaha, good younger brother, good younger brother!"

Yang Jiaqiang lay on the ground, but laughed: "Remember, my Yang Family doesn’t have any kind, Yang Xuan He will definitely give us revenge."

Yang Jiayou doesn't seem to be afraid anymore, and the tremor on his body gradually calms down. He looked at the big brother, tears in his eyes flowed long, and struggled with his last strength: "Brother... Big brother, can you engrave a few words on my tombstone and engrave Yang Xuan’s opponent. I...I always want to beat him, but I’m afraid I can’t beat him."

"Okay , I will carve it for you!" Yang Jiaqiang responded loudly, his face could not be distinguished from tears or blood.

"Okay... I really want to kick him." Yang Jiayou made the final voice, and then there was no breath. I don't know if he wants to kick the white clothed person or Yang Xuan.

"Okay, let's become ghosts together, kick Yang Xuan. Lao Tzu is not his opponent when he is alive. I don't believe what he can do to me when I die, haha, it's a pleasure to think about it."

Looking at this scene, everyone in Yang Family is crying, and some girls are even crying.

A breath of despair spread among everyone in Yang Family.

The white clothed man beckoned gently, and Yang Jiaqiang has been flying involuntarily, floating in front of him.

"Do you know that the most annoying person in my life is the backbone." He looked at Yang Jiaqiang and said indifferently, "Are you really afraid of death?"

" Bah!" Yang Jiaqiang took a hard sip, struggling to say: "I am afraid of anything, I will bite you even if I am a ghost."

"he he he he!" The white clothed man laughed Said with a sneer: "So what about your Yang Family? I don’t believe you Yang Family. Everyone is not afraid of death?" Roaring and laughing wildly: "Although I don't like Yang Xuan, but I still want to tell you..."

He stared at the white clothed person, his eyes full of hatred and madness:" He will avenge us. Even if we are all dead today, Yang Family will be rebuilt on the ruins. At that time, your blood will be the epitaph of the dead person of my Yang Family."

Pause for a moment, among the white clothed man’s livid face, Yang Jiaqiang angrily roared hoarsely: "I am Yang Family, why be afraid of death!"

"I am Yang Family, why are you afraid Die!"

bang!

This sentence was like a thunderstorm, which exploded in everyone's ears, and the hearts of all Yang Family members who exploded were trembling.

"I Yang Family Erlang, why be afraid to die!" Yang Family dísciple was the first to say this.

"My Yang Family, why be afraid of death!" Slowly, more dísciples repeated this sentence.

"My Yang Family, why be afraid of death!" At the end, all the dísciples were repeating this sentence, the voice really pierced Heaven and Earth, and went straight into the sky.

Yang Zhenbei suddenly laughed: "I Yang Family Erlang, why are you afraid of death? I only learned today that I was not as good as a doll."

"I Yang Family Erlang, Don't be afraid to die!" The senior members of the Yang Family also roared and joined the earth-shaking voice.

"My Yang Family son, why be afraid of death!"

All the Yang Family members were roaring for a while.