Cross-push eternal life, starting from the power of the gods to suppress the prison

Chapter 20
The entire Yang family mansion is approximately [-] acres in size. Apart from rockery, lakes, pavilions and other buildings, there are also four towering sentry towers in the southeast, northwest and four places.

These four sentry towers, each about twenty feet high, stand in four different directions, like four patron saints, guarding the entire Yang family mansion.

If you look down at the Yang family's mansion from a high altitude, it looks like a spider web, and the sentry towers each occupying a corner are the four key buttons to fix this chapter of the spider web.

On weekdays, some guards of the Yang family were stationed on the four sentry towers, taking turns guarding the courtyards of the Yang family to prevent thieves and intrusions.

And tonight, the other three sentry towers were all lit up, and there were two guards standing on the top, vigilant all around, but the top of the western watchtower was unguarded.

However, if someone with advanced cultivation base takes a closer look, he may find that there is an almost unreal shadow standing on the top of the tower, motionless, as if it is integrated with the entire sentry tower .

Youying is wearing a gray robe, covering his face, with a deep aura, like a stone sculpture that has not changed since ancient times.

His gaze pierced through the night, and landed on Yang Xuanzhen who was flexing his muscles in the backyard of the Yang family.

"Don't stay... there will be disaster..."

Youying's lips seemed to squirm twice, and then a jet-black spike appeared on his right hand, which he gently held between his fingers, like the fangs of a poisonous snake, looking for an opportunity, ready to bite the enemy's throat.

At this moment, Yang Xuanzhen, who was chasing and killing 22 members of the Yang family below, finally stopped.

All around him, corpses were lying quietly, the ground was stained red with blood, and the pungent bloody smell filled the void, making one nauseous.

These corpses stared at the sky with round eyes, showing the appearance of death.

Or the blood dripping from the neck and neck, revealing a ferocious look.

What's more, the corpses were separated, which was very sad.

In just a few breaths of time, all twenty or so young and strong members of the Yang family were killed, and their death conditions were extremely tragic.

Only the young man Yang Kang who was the first to kneel down to Yang Xuanzhen died the most happily.

"hiss…"

Looking at the lying dead bodies, the members of the Yang family who had already retreated to a distance to watch took a deep breath.

They looked at Yang Xuanzhen with extremely complicated eyes, with awe, fear, excitement...etc, all kinds of emotions intertwined.

Especially Yang Xiong, who was about to die in the big pit, was full of regret in his heart, if he hadn't been stupid, how could he have ended up in such a fate?

Yang Xiong was very unwilling, he wanted to struggle to get up from the pool of blood, and went to the back mountain of the family to ask the elders for help.

As long as the three clan elders arrive, they will definitely bring this evil Yang Xuanzhen to justice.

But I can only sigh in vain.

He used his still intact left arm to stand on the ground and tried his best to support half of his body, but before he breathed out, he collapsed and fell back to the ground again.

"Ugh…"

Yang Xiong went back and forth like this several times, but in the end it was fruitless, so he had to give up the idea of ​​living, let out a long and hoarse sigh in his throat, and then closed his eyes to wait for death.

At this time, Yang Xuanzhen's body shook slightly, shaking off all the blood stains around his body, then ignored those clansmen, and walked straight towards Yang Xiong's place slowly.

When he reached a distance of about one meter from Yang Xiong, Yang Xuanzhen stopped suddenly, looked down at him, and asked, "Uncle, tell me honestly, where did Uncle Qi go?"

According to the information he got, the seventh uncle Yang Zhen was dispatched by Yang Xiong three days ago to lead the family caravan to Luoshui City, intending to purchase a batch of medicinal materials to supplement the family pharmacy.

Falling Water City is not too far from Yanbei City, only a mere [-] miles. Usually, family caravans can go to Falling Water City and back in one day.

But it has been three days, and Yang Zhen still hasn't returned, let alone any news.

And this kind of thing, there is no need for Yang Zhen to go out in person, just send out a member of the eighth-level clan at will, and it can be done.

It can be seen that there should be something else hidden in it.

Not only that, it seems that the outside of the city is not peaceful recently, and people have been missing frequently. The City Lord's Mansion sent several waves of soldiers to investigate the situation, but all returned in vain.

There are faint rumors spreading in the city, saying that evil spirits have descended into the world and ravaged the wilderness.

The demon was dressed in red, his eyes were as scarlet as blood, and his face was covered by mist, making it difficult for people to see his true face.

However, it is bloodthirsty and crazy, and it specializes in eating human brains. It is a ferocious monster that everyone talks about and turns pale. Once it encounters it, it will definitely die.

However, this kind of thing happened occasionally in the past, and the evil spirits never dared to enter the city to make trouble.

The imperial court is not a vegetarian, even if the demons are a hundred times stronger, they will not dare to provoke the mighty Daxuan Dynasty.

Therefore, although the rumors intensified, the hearts of the people in the city were still stable and did not cause any turmoil. The people only regarded this matter as a chat after dinner, and did not take it to heart at all.

But now, Yang Zhen has disappeared.

This situation is obviously unusual.

Yang Xuan really had reason to doubt whether Yang Zhen was tricked by Yang Xiong and encountered the so-called demon.

Because of this, he temporarily left Yang Xiong alone, and wanted to torture him about Yang Zhen's whereabouts.

Hearing Yang Xuanzhen's words, Yang Xiong's eyelids trembled, but he never opened his eyes, he pursed his lips tightly and refused to speak, as if he would rather be hacked to death than reveal anything.

Obviously, he knew he was going to die, and he was going to rot this matter in his stomach.

"Stubborn."

Seeing this, Yang Xuanzhen unceremoniously raised his leg and stepped on the joint of Yang Xiong's left arm, crushing it hard.

This is the only intact part of Yang Xiong's body. When Yang Xuanzhen stepped on it so violently, there was a crackling sound, bones burst, and blood spattered.

"what!"

In an instant, the severe pain made Yang Xiong's face completely distorted.

But even so, Yang Xiong still refused to say anything, but just stared at Yang Xuanzhen, his eyes tearing open.

"If you are willing to speak, I can consider letting you go."

Yang Xuanzhen frowned and said again.

Hearing this, Yang Xiong's face flashed a wave, his lips squirmed slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't answer.

Yang Xiong is not stupid.

He knew very well that his end was doomed.

With Yang Xuanzhen's ruthlessness, it is absolutely impossible to let him go. Nothing the other party said can be trusted.

Moreover, at such a time, as long as he kept silent, he could really make Yang Xuan unhappy.

Anyway, he has already decided to die, and before he dies, he has to deal with the other party no matter what.

This is Yang Xiong's last stubbornness as the head of the Yang family.

"Okay, since you are ignorant, then go to die. Not only you, but also your daughter Yang Shuilan and your wives and concubines will all be buried with you."

Yang Xuanzhen's eyes gradually darkened, and he said in a cold voice word by word.

"You are not as good as a beast, I, Yang Xiong, will not tell you the whereabouts of Yang Zhen even if the whole family dies, haha... cough cough cough... I will not let you go even if I turn into a ghost, cough cough cough..."

Yang Xiong was touched by Yang Xuanzhen, and finally spoke.

His voice was rapid and hoarse, and he kept cursing crazily, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

But the more angry he was, the more serious his injuries became. Blood mixed with minced meat oozed from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, as if he looked exhausted.

"die."

Yang Xuanzhen's face was expressionless, and he didn't say any more nonsense. He raised his right foot high, intending to crush Yang Xiong's head and make him die completely.

"stop!"

However, at this moment, a resounding sound of stopping suddenly sounded, making Yang Xuanzhen's movements slightly stagnant.

(End of this chapter)