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

Chapter 23: Ghosts and sprites 4k
"what!"

Yang Xuanzhen exuded murderous intent all over his body, and rushed straight at Yang Shuilan, causing the woman to let out a heart-piercing scream.

"Nie Zhan, who gave you the guts to commit such a murder? Do you think this old man is just a display?"

Seeing that Yang Xuanzhen was about to kill Yang Shuilan, Yang Youde couldn't sit still, he immediately yelled, the crutch with the head of a dragon in his hand shook again and again, like a dragon coming out of a deep abyss, it hit Yang Xuanzhen's Tanzhong acupoint viciously.

This acupuncture point is the weakest point in the midline of the human body, a little carelessness will cause lifelong paralysis, and even life-threatening in severe cases.

And Yang Youde shot with hatred, the power is more powerful than before, three points, enough to make ordinary masters of supernatural transformations hate on the spot.

Not to mention Yang Xuanzhen, who is only the fifth level of physical body and only in the realm of divine power.

Obviously, he was determined to put Yang Xuanzhen to death, otherwise, he would never have used his fame stunt.

This unique skill is actually not the martial arts of the Yang family, but an incomplete secret book that Yang Youde occasionally obtained in the depths of an ancient mountain when he was young.

In the incomplete cheat book, there are a total of 36 ways of wind and thunder stick method, each move, each style, contains the "power" and "skill" in martial arts, both are considered, and the end is extremely powerful.

After Yang Youde returned to his family from that ancient mountain, he suffered from the lack of a weapon that matched the wind and thunder stick technique, so he could only hold the treasure mountain empty-handed.

But he was not reconciled to this, so he looked around for the casting masters, in order to cast a long staff that complements the wind and thunder stick method,
It's a pity that it took a full three years, but he couldn't get it after traveling through several cities.

After all, God will not disappoint those who care.

One day, when he was depressed, he got drunk in an alley in Zhenhai City, and happened to meet a famous craftsman who lived in seclusion here, and this craftsman was good at casting long staffs.

Yang Youde immediately spent all his wealth and asked the other party to forge this thousand-forged dragon head crutch.

The casting process of this leading crutch is extremely cumbersome and takes a very long time. Materials such as Leiyin stone, wind fine sand, moiré gold, and fire crystal iron are added to it, which can be said to consume a lot of money.

Still, it's all worth it.

Because, this dragon-headed crutch and the wind and thunder stick method complement each other perfectly.

Relying on these two, Yang Youde once defeated three masters of the same level, and even beheaded a powerful and unparalleled monster, with a brilliant record.

call!call!call!
But at this moment, the dragon's head crutches were dancing, and there were bursts of low humming from above, like thunder rolling, and like a howling wind.

In the blink of an eye, the crutch arrived, less than an inch away from Yang Xuanzhen's chest, and he was about to kill him on the spot.

"Good dogs don't get in the way, old man, get the hell out of here, or I'll kill you!"

But facing this thunderous blow, instead of retreating, Yang Xuanzhen let out a roar, the muscles on his right arm swelled instantly, coiled like a horned dragon, and immediately punched out suddenly, intending to strike with his fleshy body.

At the same time, his left hand didn't stop, and his five fingers clawed out, like a sharp knife cutting the void, making a teeth-stinging sound, and directly grabbed Yang Shuilan's big head.

This posture is completely desperate for life, without any regard for his own life and death.

But he is not unsure, since the awakening of a giant elephant particle, his body has become like a steel skeleton, surpassing the average master of transformation.

And the ancient giant elephant is the descendant of the god elephant, with infinite strength, invulnerable to swords and guns, impenetrable by water and fire, how can it be a vain name?
boom!
The fist and stick struck in the air, making a loud noise.

In an instant, the violent strong wind spread out centered on the two of them like a turbulent wave hitting the shore, blowing the nearby trees upside down and sweeping the dust all over the sky.

puff!puff……

Surrounded by the fifth layer lower than the physical body, the members of the Yang family who were in the realm of divine power were swept by this strong wind, and they all vomited blood and retreated violently, showing a look of horror on their faces.

Ding Ding Deng…

In the center of the battlefield, Yang Xuanzhen's body was also shaken, and he retreated a full twenty feet before he was able to stabilize his heels.

Clenching his fists tightly, feeling the piercing pain, a ferocious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He admitted that this old man is very strong, even slightly stronger than Yang Xiong. If Fang Han was born in the Dali Dynasty with this level of strength, he could already be a great official of the frontier, or even a feudal lord.

But so what, as long as the opponent does not form a crushing trend, then he will kill him.

Yang Xuanzhen's advantage lies in his extremely strong physical body, unparalleled physical strength and endurance.

But Yang Youde is old and frail, and he definitely can't last long, even if it is exhausted, he can exhaust the other party to death.

"He was able to shake the old man's wind and thunder stick with flesh and blood, how did this kid cultivate?"

On the other side, Yang Youde also retreated three steps before he stabilized his figure, his face that was close to the jawbone trembled, as if he was quite surprised by Yang Xuanzhen's performance.

As for Yang Shuilan, although Yang Xuanzhen's claws did not blow her head off, she escaped, but the top of her head was still scratched by the strong wind of five fingers, leaving five scarlet finger marks.

Blood flowed down her cheeks, making her pretty face extremely hideous.

Frightened, her lips kept trembling, making the mole between her lips jump endlessly, looking like a cannibal ghost.

"Nie Zhan, you really have some skills."

Yang Youde said sadly: "However, with this tactic, I want to compete with the old man. I'm still a little tender. Today I will let you see the real unique skill of the old man, the wind and thunder sweep!"

As the voice fell, Yang Youde swung the dragon-headed crutch violently in his hand. The stick came out like the wind and swept like lightning, which can be called both offensive and defensive.

In an instant, shadows of sticks appeared all over the sky, covering Yang Xuanzhen's whole body, trying to block all his evasion routes so that he has nowhere to hide.

"What kind of bullshit stunt, in my opinion, is full of loopholes and is not vulnerable at all. Anyway, I will break it today and drive you, an old dog, into the abyss."

Facing the shadow of the heavy stick that is difficult to discern with the naked eye, although Yang Xuanzhen said that he was not forgiving, he did not dare to neglect his actions in the slightest.

His figure suddenly accelerated, like a flexible ape, or like a wild leopard wandering in the forest, flickering and flickering, shuttling among thousands of shadows.

This is a unique body technique of the Yang family, called Youlong Hundred Variations, the steps are elegant when it is used, the figure is extremely agile, and it is as slippery as a loach.

clang clang clang clang...

The fists and sticks clashed continuously, making crisp crashing sounds that resounded throughout the entire backyard of the Yang family.

The two figures in the center are entangled into a phantom, which makes people's eyes dizzy, and those with weaker cultivation bases can no longer see directly with their naked eyes.

"You tell me, in this battle, who will win or lose between Yang Xuanzhen and Grand Uncle Youde, or will it be a tie?"

In the crowd, some teenagers were whispering.

"It must be Uncle Youde who is better. As the saying goes, Jiang is still old and hot, and Xuanzhen is a genius. After all, his practice time is still short and his experience is a little less. It is better than Uncle Uncle who has been immersed in martial arts for nearly a hundred years."

The one who spoke was Yang Hong, the fifth son of the Yang family. From the tone of his speech, it is not difficult to judge that although he admired Yang Xuanzhen, he still did not think highly of him.

"I don't agree with this statement. As the saying goes, fists are afraid of being young. Grand uncle is already old, and his blood is declining, while cousin Xuanzhen is in the prime of life. If things go on like this, it is still unclear who will win."

Some young people were dissatisfied and argued.

"That's right. Cousin Xuanzhen was born so handsome, like a banished fairy in the dust, but Grand Uncle has wrinkled face and is as thin as a puppy. How can he be compared with cousin Xuanzhen? Is it because of his age?"

Another girl muttered softly, looking at the tall and straight figure in the field, her pretty face looked like a nympho.

"Hey, no matter who wins or loses tonight, it is not our Yang family's blessing. Among the major families in Yanbei City, our Yang family only belongs to the middle class. If we continue to fight like this, our Yang family will fall into the third class sooner or later."

An old man looked up at the moon with unconcealable sadness in his expression.

"Hmph, if it wasn't for the old thief Yang Xiong who bullied cousin Xuanzhen, how could he have caused many disasters. As the head of the family, he is incompetent and incompetent. If this person is not dead, our Yang family will never have peace."

"Cousin Xuanzhen, a peerless genius, will be able to join the Taiyi Sect sooner or later. Yang Xiong doesn't think about how to cultivate him well, but tries to get rid of him. This act of self-destruction of the family foundation is really a way to die."

A young clansman was indignant and reprimanded Yang Xiong loudly.

The situation of this person in the family is somewhat similar to that of Yang Xuanzhen in the past. Because both parents died and he lost his backing, he was not taken seriously.

Even, he was squeezed out and suppressed by the tribe everywhere.

Therefore, this person has already substituted himself into the role of Yang Xuanzhen, and blamed all the injustice and unhappiness on Yang Xiong.

If it weren't for the many people here, he would definitely whip Yang Xiong's corpse, making it difficult for him to be a ghost.

"That's right. I remember that in seven days, Taiyi Sect will start to recruit disciples. With cousin Xuanzhen's unrivaled talent, he will definitely be able to join it."

"If someone from my Yang family enters the Taiyi sect, why worry about the family's prosperity? At that time, we still have to be afraid of the other forces in the city?"

A young man looked excited and said frantically.

When the Taiyimen was mentioned, the crowd suddenly boiled up, turning this place into a vegetable market.

Once Yang Xuanzhen entered the Supreme Unity Sect, the Yang clan would immediately rise up and overwhelm all the major forces in the city.

For a moment, everyone fell into longing.

On the other side, the battle between Yang Xuanzhen and Yang Youde has reached a fever pitch.

Boom!

The fists hit again, and the bodies of the two shook at the same time, and they each retreated.

Yang Youde originally thought that relying on the power of the leading crutch would be enough to suppress Yang Xuanzhen.

But now, Yang Xuanzhen was only slightly at a disadvantage, without the slightest sign of being defeated.

If things go on like this, without thousands of moves, it is impossible to tell the winner.

This situation is something Yang Youde doesn't want to see.

His physical strength has been gradually exhausted, if he continues to entangle, he may lose, lose face and become a laughing stock.

"Old man who relies on the old and sells the old, really think that I can't do anything to you? Get out of here, don't stop me, I can let you go temporarily regardless of the past."

Yang Xuanzhen calmed down the churning blood in his body, stared at Yang Youde and shouted coldly.

Fighting against the opponent with 540 eight strokes, he has figured out the details of this clan elder. He is slightly stronger than himself, but his strength is limited.

My own advantage is that I have practiced the God Elephant Suppressing Prison Force, my physical body is strong, and my physical strength is endless. Even if I fight for a month, I may not be exhausted.

After a long time, it was enough to wear down the old man abruptly.

But he has no time to spend with the other party.

Because, Yang Shuilan just saw that the situation was not good, and had already fled. If he was a little later, he would definitely be unable to catch up.

Thinking of this, Yang Xuanzhen prepared to use his physical skills to get rid of Yang Youde, and went to chase and kill Yang Shuilan.

But at this moment, his mind seemed to be covered with a layer of dust, and a huge panic filled his body, as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss.

This is a threat to life.

call out!
In the next moment, a delicate, small, pitch-black fang, but the size of a finger appeared.

It was like lightning in the dark night, it was incredibly fast, it approached Yang Xuanzhen in a split second, and stabbed hard at his temple.

Not only that, there were also strange fluctuations on the fangs, which caused the scene in front of Yang Xuanzhen to change suddenly.

It made him feel as if he was in a boundless sea of ​​blood, surrounded by countless demons rushing towards him, biting his body frantically.

And in the deepest part of the sea of ​​blood, there is still a tall and mighty devil standing tall and mighty. Its eyes are scarlet and its mouth is wide open. It is smiling coldly at Yang Xuanzhen.

No one expected that such an accident would happen at this critical moment.

The situation took a turn for the worse, catching everyone by surprise.

What's more, the attacker's attack is extremely secretive, without any warning, ordinary people can't guard against it at all.

"Dare thieves!"

"Despicable and shameless!"

"Cousin Xuanzhen, be careful."

Everyone around shouted loudly, their hearts raised in their throats.

Just now they have reached a consensus that Yang Xuanzhen is the only hope for the family to soar into the sky and must not die prematurely.

But at this moment, someone was hiding something sinister and took the opportunity to sneak attack on the only hope of the family. It was extremely shameless.

Among the crowd, there were even some women who admired Yang Xuanzhen covering their mouths, tears streaming from their eyes.

And some men closed their eyes, they couldn't bear to witness this cruel scene, and they didn't want to see Yang Xuanzhen being robbed.

As for Yang Youde just standing still, the expression on his face was a little strange, he seemed to be relieved, a little bit relieved, and a little dazed...

Whoosh!
The fangs pierced through the air and pierced Yang Xuanzhen's temples, and they were about to penetrate into the brain, causing him to die tragically on the spot.

But at this critical moment, Yang Xuanzhen made a strange movement.

His neck seemed to have no bones, and he fell down suddenly, barely avoiding the attack of the fangs.

puff!
The fangs rubbed against his scalp, and a strand of hair shot straight through, penetrating into the rockery not far away, leaving a dark hole.

"Almost, almost fell."

Yang Xuanzhen rubbed his head, a dense layer of sweat broke out on his forehead, and secretly sighed for luck.

If he hadn't been vigilant to prevent the other two elder clans of the Yang family from attacking him, he might have capsized in the gutter just now and lost his life.

It is also fortunate that he has cultivated the fourth level of the physical body, the state of rigidity and softness, so that the physical body can be both rigid and flexible, soft if you want to be soft, and hard if you want to be hard.

Thinking of this, Yang Xuanzhen's eyes suddenly turned sharp, and he turned his head and shouted into the distance: "Who is your Excellency, why do you want to hurt people with backstabbing?"

As far as the eyes can see, there is a towering tree with lush branches and leaves, covering a figure in a gray robe standing on the branch, making it difficult to see clearly.

However, Yang Xuanzhen knew that the fang just now must have come from this person.

And this person does not seem to be one of the elders of the Yang family, who is going to kill him?
Whoosh whoosh!
The gray-robed man on the tree branch did not answer, but struck again, and three fangs flew out from the cuffs at the same time, in the shape of a Chinese character, directly targeting Yang Xuanzhen's throat, heart, and right lung.

The gray-robed man seemed to have a bloody feud with Yang Xuanzhen, and he would never stop until he was killed.

(End of this chapter)