Yang Qing Shu suddenly stood up. His face was full of anger. He couldn't hold it in any longer.
"Bastard, if you have any problems, come at me."
The man in white looked at him and didn't get angry. He didn't need to get angry with an ant. Anyway, they would all die soon. Why bother with the dead?
Looking around, he waved his hand, and another disciple of the Yang Clan was brought over.
"Do you know?" He asked with a smile.
That Yang family disciple cried out in fear, "I don't know, I don't know."
"Kacha!" After a light sound, his body was thrown down.
The man in white looked indifferent, as if he was doing something insignificant.
Another Yang family disciple was grabbed by the throat, "Do you know?"
"I … I …" That Yang family disciple's face was full of fear and he began to hesitate.
"Qing Er, you dare …" Fifth Elder Yang Xiangru suddenly stood up and roared with all his strength, "If you dare to say, I will die in front of you immediately."
"Grand … Grandfather, I won't, I won't say …" The person who was grabbed by the man in white cried out in fear.
"Good child!" Yang Xiangru said, but he couldn't continue. Tears flowed down his face.
Boom!
A ray of light flashed. Yang Xiangru was stunned. He lowered his head and found that there was a big hole in his chest. Blood flowed out.
Then he fell down and lost all consciousness.
"Grandfather, grandfather! You bastard, I will kill you, you bastard … "Yang Qing roared, but the next moment, the man in white closed his fingers.
Kacha!
Yang Qing's head drooped down softly and he stopped breathing.
"Ah, I'll kill you bastards …" Yang Qingshu roared and pounced forward. But in the next moment, one of the white-robed man's subordinates kicked him back.
Yang Qingshu fell heavily to the ground, coughing up mouthfuls of blood.
The man in white seemed to be very annoyed. He sighed, "I hate people with integrity. How about this, as long as you hand over Yang Xuan's mother, I will leave immediately. How about it?"
As he spoke, he looked around, but no one responded to him. Everyone was looking at him with eyes full of anger and hatred.
When Yang Jiayou saw the white-robed man's gaze sweeping over, his eyes were filled with fear. He quickly lowered his head.
However, the white-robed man had already seen him. With a wave of his hand, Yang Jiayou involuntarily flew out and was caught by the white-robed man.
"Yes, I do!" Yang Jiaqiang turned pale with fright and hurriedly ran forward a few steps. However, he was kicked back by the man in white. He immediately spat out a mouthful of blood and lost his ability to move.
The man in white looked at Yang Jiayou and asked softly, "Are you afraid of death?"
Yang Jiayou was so scared that his entire body was trembling. His face was pale and devoid of any color. He couldn't even speak.
The man in white smiled. "As long as you help me identify Yang Xuan's mother, I'll let you go. What do you think? "
"I … I … He …" Yang Jiayou's face was full of fear, his voice trembling.
"Yang Jiayou!"
Yang Jiaqiang shouted angrily. He struggled to stand up from the ground, completely ignoring the blood that was spurting out of his mouth. "If you dare to say a word, even if you die, I won't forgive you."
"Hmm?" The man in white's eyes focused. A ray of light shot out and Yang Jiaqiang's right arm was separated from his body.
Yang Jiaqiang groaned and fell to the ground. However, he stubbornly raised his head and stared at Yang Jiayou.
"Brother … Brother …" Yang Jiayou looked at his brother and cried out.
The man in white patted Yang Jiayou's face and smiled. "As long as you identify Yang Xuan's mother, not only will I not kill you, I won't kill your brother either. I'll even help him reattach his arm. How about it?"
Yang Jiayou's body was still trembling. His eyes were still full of fear, but he still said loudly, "I … I … I don't … I don't know, I don't know!!!"
He almost shouted the last four words, causing everyone's eardrums to hurt.
Boom!
Yang Jiayou was thrown to the ground by the man in white. All the bones in his body were broken and a large amount of blood poured out of his mouth.
"Hahahaha, good brother, good brother!"
Yang Jiaqiang lay on the ground and laughed loudly. "Remember, there are no cowards in the Yang family. Yang Xuan will definitely avenge us."
Yang Jiayou didn't seem to be afraid anymore. The trembling of his body gradually calmed down. He looked at his brother with tears in his eyes. He used the last of his strength to struggle. "Brother … Brother, can you carve a few words on my tombstone? Carve 'Yang Xuan's enemy'. I … I've always wanted to beat him up, but I'm afraid I can't. "
"Okay, I'll definitely carve it for you!" Yang Jiaqiang replied loudly. It was hard to tell whether his face was covered in tears or blood.
"I … I really want to kick him." Yang Jiayou let out one last sound before he stopped breathing. It was unknown whether he wanted to kick the man in white or kick Yang Xuan.
"Okay, let's become ghosts together and kick Yang Xuan. I'm not his match when I'm alive, but I don't believe he can do anything to me when I'm dead. Haha, just thinking about it makes me happy."
Seeing this scene, everyone in the Yang family was crying. Some of the girls were even sobbing.
An aura of despair spread among the Yang family members.
The man in white gently waved his hand. Yang Jiaqiang flew up involuntarily and floated in front of him.
"Do you know that I hate people with integrity the most?" He looked at Yang Jiaqiang and said calmly, "Are you really not afraid of death?"
"Bah!" Yang Jiaqiang spat and struggled. "What am I afraid of? Even if I become a ghost, I'll bite you."
"Hahahaha!" The man in white laughed and said coldly, "Then what about your Yang family members? I don't believe that everyone in your Yang family is not afraid of death. "
Yang Jiaqiang's face was ferocious, like a ferocious beast. He struggled, roared, and laughed wildly. "Although I don't like Yang Xuan, I still have to tell you …"
He stared at the man in white, his eyes full of hatred and madness. "He will definitely avenge us. Even if we all die today, the Yang family will be rebuilt on the ruins. When that time comes, your blood will be the epitaph of the Yang family members."
Pausing for a moment, Yang Jiaqiang roared hoarsely in front of the man in white's ashen face. "The sons of the Yang family, do not fear death!"
"The sons of the Yang family, do not fear death!"
Boom!
This sentence was like a clap of thunder, exploding in everyone's ears. The explosion shook the hearts of all the Yang family members.
"The sons of the Yang family, do not fear death!" A Yang family disciple was the first to say this sentence.
"The sons of the Yang family, do not fear death!" Slowly, more and more disciples repeated this sentence.
"The sons of the Yang family, do not fear death!" In the end, all the disciples repeated this sentence, their voices echoing through the sky.
Yang Zhenbei suddenly laughed, "The sons of the Yang family, do not fear death. Only today do I know that I am not even as good as a child."
"The sons of the Yang family, do not fear death!" The Yang family's upper echelons also roared, joining in the earth-shaking voices.
"The sons of the Yang family, do not fear death!"
For a moment, all the Yang family members were roaring.
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