"Silly boy, how can you fight with them? You are too weak. Leave quickly."
Yang Shufang was anxious and reprimanded loudly.
"Little bastard, my final advice is to hand over your storage ring and wait for death."
Yang Wenchang said coldly.
His strength is extraordinary, and he can currently defeat Yang Xiaobao.
Therefore, he was not worried about Yang Xiaobao's escape and did not even bother to take away the storage ring.
Except for Yang Shufang, the rest of the Yang family died in his hands.
Yang Shufang is already dead and is not eligible 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 away.
"You're dreaming!"
Yang Xiaobao clenched his fists, eyes widened angrily, and shouted.
Yang Wenchang looked fierce and raised his hand.
Three daggers flew past and slashed towards Yang Xiaobao's arms.
"Xiaobao, hide quickly!"
Yang Shufang screamed.
These daggers were so sharp that Yang Xiaobao's body couldn't resist and would definitely be pierced through both shoulders.
Yang Xiaobao didn't move an inch and let the short knife slash him.
The crisp sound of bones breaking was heard, followed immediately by Yang Xiaobao's painful howl.
His legs were paralyzed and he fell to his knees on the ground, feeling heartbroken in pain and sweating on his forehead.
"Sister, run away. These daggers are quenched with poison. If you get infected, you won't live long!"
Yang Xiaobao raised his head with difficulty and said to Yang Shufang.
"Xiaobao, you can't die, my sister will fight with you!"
Yang Shufang shook her head and refused.
"In that case, let's go on the road together, brother and sister!"
Seeing that his persuasion was ineffective, Yang Xiaobao sighed and slowly stood up straight.
"Xiaobao, you are no match for me, just admit defeat!"
Seeing Yang Xiaobao's actions, Yang Wenchang grinned evilly.
"My spiritual roots have been destroyed and it is impossible to cultivate spiritual power, but my physical fitness is stronger than ordinary people.
Even if I die, I will still support you!"
Yang Xiaobao's face was determined, with madness and determination flashing in his eyes.
"Huh? Your body is actually stronger than ordinary people?"
Yang Wenchang's pupils suddenly shrank, revealing a look of surprise.
He originally thought that Yang Xiaobao's body was weak and vulnerable after his spiritual roots were destroyed.
But looking at Yang Xiaobao's determined eyes, he felt inexplicably fearful in his heart.
"You kid, are you worthy of taking action against me? You are simply overestimating your abilities!"
Yang Wenchang's face turned red and he became angry with embarrassment.
He stepped forward with an arrow, and at a very fast speed, he was in front of Yang Xiaobao in the blink of an eye, and swept across with his whip leg.
"Xiaobao, be careful!"
Yang Shufang screamed.
However, as soon as Yang Wenchang's whip leg was raised, it instantly froze in mid-air.
Immediately, he saw a fist rushing towards him at high speed.
After they collided together, there was a muffled groan.
It turned out that the knee of Yang Wenchang's right leg had been smashed by Yang Xiaobao with his elbow. He lost the ability to fight and knelt on one knee on the ground.
"I was actually knocked down?"
Yang Wenchang's expression was stiff and he looked at Yang Xiaobao in disbelief.
Yang Xiaobao is only nine years old, but he can defeat him at the peak of the fifth level of Qi refining realm?
There was a huge wave of panic in his heart.
"Xiaobao, go quickly!"
Yang Shufang seized the opportunity and ran out the door.
"You little bitch, 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 turned sideways to avoid the palm.
At the same time, the spiritual veins are running, preparing to release spiritual attacks.
But at this moment, a huge force spread throughout his body.
The bones were broken inch by inch, and Yang Shufang screamed in pain.
All her ribs were broken by Yang Wenchang's kicks, her chest collapsed, her mouth and nose were bleeding, and she was dying.
Yang Wenchang withdrew, stepped on Yang Shufang's chest with the sole of his foot, and said coldly
"Little maid, are you satisfied with this ending?"
Seeing Yang Xiaobao covered in injuries and lying in a pool of blood, Yang Shufang burst into tears and screamed miserably.
But at this moment, no one paid attention to her.
Yang Wenchang's eyes were cold, with a bloodthirsty light, and he slowly squatted down.
"What do you want to do?"
Sensing Yang Wenchang's dangerous aura, Yang Xiaobao's eyes widened and he asked in fear.
"What to do? Of course, to take back what belongs to me!"
Yang Wenchang chuckled, flicked his wrist, and the dagger suddenly appeared in his palm.
Then he stabbed Yang Xiaobao in the abdomen.
At this critical moment, a sound of breaking wind sounded.
Sparks flew everywhere, and the dagger was knocked open by Yang Xiaobao's iron rod.
"Xiaobao, run quickly!"
Yang Shufang urged with a happy face.
"Sister, go quickly, I'll hold him here!"
Yang Xiaobao roared, holding an iron rod, and rushed forward again.
"You brat, I'll send you back to the west first!"
Yang Wenchang showed a ferocious look on his face, waved his dagger, and faced him.
There was a burst of explosions.
Yang Xiaobao staggered back.
"Xiaobao, how are you?"
Yang Shufang's face was filled with concern.
"I'm okay."
Yang Xiaobao covered his chest and spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Humph, no one can save you today!"
Yang Wenchang snorted coldly and rushed forward to add another blow.
"I, the Yang family, obey orders!
Today I will kill this kid no matter the cost. Anyone who stops me will be treated as an enemy and will be killed without mercy!"
He suddenly shouted loudly and ordered all the warriors of the Yang family to surround Yang Xiaobao.