In the Tiger Leaping Gorge, which was a hundred miles away from Peace City, a yellow horse was running desperately with dust flying behind it.
The rider on the horse secretly touched the brocade box in his arms. He was very anxious. The thing in his arms was very important. No matter what, he had to send it home safely.
Suddenly, he slapped the horse's back with both hands, and his entire body abruptly flew backwards into the air.
"Whoosh!"
A long arrow brushed past the knight's legs, causing him to break out in cold sweat in an instant.
After dodging the long arrow, the knight concentrated his Qi in his dantian and used the Thousand Pound Fall Kung Fu. The moment he landed on the ground, his toes touched the ground and his whole body bounced back. With a fierce killing intent, he rushed to the top of a big tree on the left.
"Hahaha, Yang Qingshu, how have you been?" Suddenly, a person shot out from the big tree. His right palm seemed light, but it was heavy. It fiercely collided with Yang Qingshu's fist.
"Boom!" A loud sound came from the place where the two people's fists and palms collided. For a moment, the sand and stones within a radius of three feet were flying and dust was flying.
After a moment, the dust dispersed. A man in his forties with an ordinary appearance was seen. He was wearing a green robe with a longbow on his back. At this moment, he was standing with his hands behind his back and looking at Yang Qingshu with a smile.
Yang Qingshu looked dignified and said in a deep voice, "Who are you?"
The man in green said proudly, "You don't have to ask!"
Following the green-robed man's words, several other green-robed men appeared in the surroundings.
Yang Qingshu was secretly vigilant and said coldly, "What do you mean by this?"
The man in green shook his head and said, "Why do you ask when you already know the answer? Let's not beat around the bush. Put down the thing in your arms and you can leave. I won't stop you! "
Yang Qingshu's heart trembled. He knew that he could not be kind today. He snorted and said, "Sir, if you want the thing in my arms, let's see if you have the ability to!"
At this moment, he was a little anxious. It seemed that the news had been leaked. He was afraid that he would be in trouble today. However, the thing in his arms was very important. Even if he had to risk his life, he had to send it back to the clan.
The man in green did not have a different expression. If it were him, he would not easily hand over the thing.
He didn't want to waste any more words. He waved his right hand and shouted, "Kill!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he shot out like a bolt of lightning, charging towards Yang Qingshu like an arrow released from a bow.
Yang QingShu's Level Eight Internal Strength was fully activated in an instant. His Roaring Tiger Fist danced to the extreme as he struck towards the man in green.
In an instant, Yang Qingshu judged the situation, and he couldn't help but have the intention to retreat.
He made a feint and pretended to charge forward. Just as the man in green was about to defend himself, he suddenly retreated like lightning.
Unexpectedly, the green-clothed man reacted very quickly. In a flash, he took out the longbow on his back, nocked an arrow, and shot it out.
This arrow immediately sealed off his escape route, and Yang Qingshu was forced to fall back into the encirclement.
Yang Qingshu felt the pressure multiplying, gradually unable to bear it. A moment later, his left shoulder was hit, and the pain immediately penetrated his heart, causing his movements to slow down.
At this critical moment, a black shadow suddenly rushed into the battle. "Bang, bang, bang, bang!" Four consecutive sounds were heard, and the four Level Six Internal Strength martial artists all spat out blood. Their bodies flew backwards, and it was unknown whether they were dead or alive.
The green-clothed man was shocked. Just as he was about to retreat, he suddenly felt an irresistible force coming towards him. His body flew out involuntarily, and his vision turned black as he lost consciousness.
Yang Qingshu narrowly escaped death, but he was still in shock. He looked up and saw a masked man in black standing in front of him.
He hurriedly cupped his hands and bowed deeply to the masked man. He said respectfully, "Thank you, senior, for saving my life!"
The masked man didn't say anything. He suddenly reached out and grabbed Yang Qingshu. After a few leaps, he disappeared.
…
Yang Xuan followed the internal guard to the Seventh Elder's place. After reporting to the Seventh Elder, he entered the hall and saw the Seventh Elder, Yang Hanwu, sitting in the main chair with his eyes closed as if he was asleep.
Yang Xuan bowed to Yang Hanwu and said, "Seventh Elder!"
Yang Hanwu's eyes were still closed.
Yang Xuan didn't say anything. He just waited quietly.
After a long time, Yang Hanwu opened his eyes and said slowly, "Yang Xuan, do you know why I'm looking for you?"
Yang Xuan shook his head and said, "I don't know!"
Yang Hanwu slammed the table. "How dare you!"
Yang Xuan didn't move. He remained silent.
Yang Hanwu saw that Yang Xuan couldn't be intimidated. He shouted again, "Did you kill Niu Yuan?"
"Yes!"
Yang Hanwu slammed the table. "Do you know your crime?"
"What crime?"
Yang Hanwu was angry. "You killed a member of your family without permission. How can you be innocent?"
Yang Xuan retorted, "Niu Yuan offended his superiors. He attacked me without permission and was killed by me. What crime is that?"
Yang Hanwu was momentarily at a loss for words. He had forgotten that even though Yang Xuan had been reduced to a servant, he was still a direct descendant of the Yang family. Niu Yuan attacking Yang Xuan was already a capital offense, and being killed by Yang Xuan was only right and proper.
Yang Hanwu narrowed his eyes and stared at Yang Xuan like a poisonous snake. After a while, he said slowly, "How did you do it?"
Yang Xuan was silent.
Yang Hanwu saw that Yang Xuan was silent. He narrowed his eyes and said slowly, "You were born with a crippled body. After nine years of cultivation, you still haven't reached Level One Internal Force. Now, you can suddenly kill Niu Yuan, who is at Level Three Internal Force. I need an explanation!"
After he finished speaking, he suddenly reached out and pinched Yang Xuan's meridian point.
Yang Xuan's eyes seemed to move, but he relaxed after thinking about it and allowed Yang Hanwu to grab his arm.
Yang Hanwu pinched Yang Xuan's meridian point. His Internal Force instantly circulated in Yang Xuan's body, but he couldn't help but frown.
He sensed with his Internal Force and found that Yang Xuan's body was empty. There was no trace of Internal Force.
He couldn't help but be curious. Unwilling to give up, he carefully searched again. The result was the same. There was no trace of Internal Force in Yang Xuan's body.
Yang Xuan caught the change in expression on Yang Hanwu's face. He couldn't help but feel relieved. It seemed that the strange vortex in his dantian couldn't be felt by outsiders.
This also allowed him to put down a stone in his heart. No one was willing to let their secrets be seen clearly by others.
Yang Hanwu released Yang Xuan's meridian point. He was puzzled.
Logically speaking, since Yang Xuan could easily kill Niu Yuan, who was at Level Three Internal Force, he should at least be at Level Four Internal Force. But now, under his Internal Force perception, Yang Xuan's body didn't have a trace of Internal Force. It was the same as before.
But Yang Xuan was still a piece of trash. How could he have killed Niu Yuan?
A series of questions filled Yang Hanwu's mind.
Yang Xuan was relieved. He stood quietly and didn't say a word.
Yang Hanwu pondered for a moment, but he still couldn't figure it out. He stared straight at Yang Xuan, his eyes full of suspicion. He said word by word, "Yang Xuan, you don't have any Internal Force in your body. How did you kill Niu Yuan?"
Yang Xuan finally spoke, "That's my problem. Seventh Elder, you don't have to worry about it!"
Yang Hanwu was stunned. In terms of seniority, he was Yang Xuan's Seventh Grandpa. In terms of status, he was even an elder of the family. But now, Yang Xuan was facing him with an indifferent expression, as if he didn't put him in his eyes at all. This kind of attitude was something that not even the head of the family, Yang Qingshan, had ever shown, let alone an ordinary third generation disciple.
Yang Hanwu was furious.
However, he had never considered that ever since Yang Xuan had been born, he had never shown the slightest bit of reverence for Buddha. Furthermore, he had allowed his juniors to bully and humiliate Yang Xuan. How could Yang Xuan possibly respect such a person?
"You little bastard, how dare you talk to me like that. Tell me, who gave you such courage?"
Yang Hanwu slammed the table and shouted angrily. His voice was like thunder, shaking the doors and windows.
Yang Xuan looked at Yang Hanwu calmly. He would rather break than bend. In the face of anyone, he would never back down.
Yang Hanwu's face was filled with anger, "What an unruly brat. Today, I'll teach you a lesson. I'll let you know what rules are."
After saying that, he suddenly slapped Yang Xuan's face.
Yang Hanwu's cultivation was extremely profound, having already reached the peak of Inner Force Stage Nine. Although he had only used a third of his strength in this attack, it was still no small matter. Furthermore, he wanted to test Yang Xuan's strength, so he naturally used more strength in his attack.
For a moment, a gust of wind blew in the hall. The whistling sound was endless, and Yang Xuan's clothes fluttered in the wind.
Yang Xuan's face changed. He knew that Yang Hanwu's cultivation was at Level Nine Internal Force, but he didn't know that a casual attack could cause such a huge commotion.
However, he wanted to test his strength, so he didn't dodge. He clenched his fist and punched towards Yang Hanwu's palm.
Ever since he became an Aura Refining cultivator, his body had been tempered and transformed by spiritual energy. Although he knew that his strength had increased greatly, he had never been able to compare himself to what extent his strength had reached. At this moment, seeing Yang Hanwu make a move, he inwardly exclaimed, "Good timing!" Spiritual energy surged as he attacked with all his strength.
"Bang!"
As the fist and palm met, Yang Hanwu's heart skipped a beat. He could feel an irresistible force coming from Yang Xuan's fist, smashing his internal energy to pieces as it continued to rush towards his body without slowing down.
Yang Hanwu's shock was no small matter. His internal energy began to circulate rapidly, and he increased his strength as he fiercely pressed down on Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan immediately felt as if a huge mountain was crushing down on him, and an unparalleled wave of energy instantly drowned him out.
"Boom!"
A strong wind blew, and the tables and chairs were suddenly sent flying. An empty space about six meters in diameter appeared in the center of the hall.
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