"Silly boy, how could you fight with them? You are too weak, go quickly."
Yang Shufang was anxious and reprimanded loudly.
"Little Zazi, I'll advise you at the end, hand over the storage ring obediently, and then wait for death."
Yang Wenchang said coldly.
His strength is extraordinary, and he can defeat Yang Xiaobao at present.
Therefore, he was not worried that Yang Xiaobao could escape, and he was too lazy to even take the storage ring away.
Except for Yang Shufang, the rest of the Yang family died at his hands.
Yang Shufang is already abolished and is not qualified to inherit the Yang family's property.
Only Yang Xiaobao is talented and has unlimited potential.
Therefore, he did not allow Yang Xiaobao to leave and wanted to snatch the storage ring.
"You dream!"
Yang Xiaobao clenched his fists, opened his eyes wide and shouted.
Yang Wenchang showed fierce face and raised his hand and shook it.
Three short swords flew over and slashed towards Yang Xiaobao's arms.
"Xiaobao, hide quickly!"
Yang Shufang screamed.
These short blades are extremely sharp, and Yang Xiaobao's body cannot resist, and will definitely be pierced on his shoulders.
Yang Xiaobao didn't move at all and let the short knife slash.
The crisp sound of bone shattering came, followed by Yang Xiaobao's howling pain.
His legs collapsed and he fell to the ground, so painful that he felt heartbreaking and sweaty on his forehead.
"Sister, run away quickly. These short swords are poisoned. If they are contaminated, you won't live long!"
Yang Xiaobao raised his head with difficulty and said to Yang Shufang.
"Xiaobao, you can't die. My sister wants to fight with you!"
Yang Shufang shook her head and refused.
"Since that's the case, let's go on the road together!"
Seeing that his persuasion was ineffective, Yang Xiaobao sighed and stood up slowly.
"Xiaobao, you are not my opponent, give up on the loss!"
Seeing Yang Xiaobao's actions, Yang Wenchang grinned.
"My spiritual roots have been destroyed and it is impossible to cultivate spiritual power, but my physical fitness is stronger than that of ordinary people.
Even if I die, I will pull you to cushion!”
Yang Xiaobao's face was firm, and his eyes were flashing with madness and determination.
"Hmm? Your body is actually stronger than ordinary people?"
Yang Wenchang's pupils shrank suddenly, showing a look of surprise and suspicion.
He thought that after Yang Xiaobao's spiritual roots were destroyed, his body would be weak and vulnerable.
But looking at Yang Xiaobao's resolute eyes, he felt inexplicably afraid.
"You little devil, you deserve to fight me with me? You're overestimating your own abilities!"
Yang Wenchang's face turned red and became angry.
He took a step forward and was fast. In the blink of an eye, he came to Yang Xiaobao and swept across with a whip leg.
"Xiaobao, be careful!"
Yang Shufang screamed.
However, Yang Wenchang's whip leg just raised, but instantly solidified in mid-air.
Then, a fist rushed towards him at high speed.
After the collision, a muffled groan came.
It turned out that Yang Wenchang's right knee had been smashed by Yang Xiaobao with his elbow, and he lost his fighting ability and knelt on the ground on one knee.
"I was actually knocked down?"
Yang Wenchang's expression was stiff and he looked at Yang Xiaobao incredibly.
Yang Xiaobao is only nine years old, but he can defeat him at the peak of the fifth level of Qi Refining Realm?
He felt a terrifying wave in his heart.
"Xiaobao, go quickly!"
Yang Shufang seized the opportunity and ran out the door.
"Little slut, do you want to run away?"
Yang Wenchang was furious and immediately waved his palms and rushed towards Yang Shufang.
Yang Shufang's expression changed and she quickly avoided the palm.
At the same time, the spiritual veins are being run and ready to release spiritual attacks.
But at this moment, a huge force spread throughout the body.
The bones broke inch by inch, and Yang Shufang screamed in pain.
All her ribs were kicked off by Yang Wenchang, her chest collapsed, her mouth and nose were bleeding, and she was dying.
Yang Wenchang stopped his move, stepped on Yang Shufang's chest, and said coldly
"Little slut, are you still satisfied with this ending?"
Seeing Yang Xiaobao covered in wounds and lying in a pool of blood, Yang Shufang burst into tears and screamed shrillly.
But at this moment, no one paid attention to her.
Yang Wenchang's eyes were cold and with a bloodthirsty light, he slowly squatted down.
"What do you want to do?"
Feeling Yang Wenchang's dangerous aura, Yang Xiaobao widened his eyes and asked in fear.
"What are you doing? Of course, it's to regain my own things!"
Yang Wenchang smiled, his wrist trembled, and the dagger suddenly appeared in his palm.
Then he poked Yang Xiaobao's abdomen.
At this critical moment, a sound of breaking the wind sounded.
Mars were shot everywhere, and the dagger was knocked open by Yang Xiaobao's iron rod.
"Xiaobao, run!"
Yang Shufang looked happy and urged.
"Sister, go quickly, I'll hold him here!"
Yang Xiaobao roared, holding an iron rod in his hand, and rushed up again.
"Boy, I'll send you back first!"
Yang Wenchang showed a ferocious look on his face, waved his dagger and went up to meet him.
A burst of explosions came out.
Yang Xiaobao staggered back.
"Xiaobao, how are you?"
Yang Shufang looked worried.
"I'm OK."
Yang Xiaobao covered his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Hmph, today, no one can save you!"
Yang Wenchang snorted coldly and was about to rush up to finish the attack again.
"My Yang family obeys the order!
Today, I will kill this kid at any cost. Whoever stops me will be regarded as an enemy and will not be killed!"
He suddenly shouted and ordered the Yang family warriors to encircle Yang Xiaobao.