Starting from the martial arts world, Gan became a true master of martial arts.

Chapter 71: Self-righteous cleverness, exhausting efforts to show off! hopelessly stupid

puff!
As Fang Xuan stretched out his big hand, a sharp scream of violent twitching of air suddenly came from between his five fingers!

"Wait!"

Yang Ting quickly pulled his body back and shouted quickly: "Fang Xuan, calm down! You and I are not enemies! You won't get any benefits by killing me, but if you don't kill me, I can have important information for you!"

laugh--!
The scarlet right hand, wrapped like a snake, stopped three inches in front of Yang Ting's forehead.

Fang Xuan tilted his head slightly and said in an indifferent voice: "What information?"

Looking at the big hand hanging in front of his forehead, Yang Ting's forehead kept showing cold sweat, and a wave of fear kept rising from his heart.

he knows.

The Yang family’s affairs were revealed!
But when did this guy realize something was wrong?

"About the Second Young Master! Fang Xuan, do you know that you have now become a thorn in the Second Young Master's side, and he will attack you soon?" Yang Ting took a deep breath and said quickly.

He understands that facing an unreasonable and reckless man like Fang Xuan, the only value he has is the value he can provide to the other party!
Only then can he survive at this critical moment!
He didn't believe that Fang Xuan could remain indifferent to such news concerning his own life!

In Yang Ting's hopeful eyes.

"Is this the so-called important information you said?"

Fang Xuan's big hand went down and his five fingers clasped Yang Ting's entire head.

He began to slowly exert force with his five fingers, lifting Yang Ting's whole body up like a onion on dry land.

"Fang Xuan! Don't you want to know why the second young master wants to kill you?" Yang Ting shouted quickly, clawing and kicking in the air with his hands and feet, struggling violently.

Under the violent squeeze of Fang Xuan's five fingers.

A trace of blood flowed from Yang Ting's eyes and nose.

"You are self-righteous and clever, and you are showing off with all your heart! You are hopelessly stupid!"

Fang Xuan curled his lips, then quickly stepped on his right foot, instantly carrying Yang Ting, who was like a dead dog, and rushed out of the room window.

The entire incense room suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

Only the curtains of the wide-open window were constantly being stirred by the evening breeze outside the window.

under the bed.

A beautiful woman with a good figure and fair fair body crawled out from under the bed.

"Something's going on! Something big is going to happen!"

The beautiful woman looked panicked, put on some clothes casually, and planned to go out and report the matter to the madam.

Yang Ting, the eldest son of Yang, was robbed in Xuanshui Pavilion!

Yang Jiang has always been devoted to his son, so important matters like this must be reported quickly, otherwise the Yang family's anger will fall and the entire Xuanshui Pavilion will be unable to bear it!

Bang——! !

A table suddenly pushed all the way from behind, blocking the entire door.

"I almost forgot, there's a mouse hiding under the bed."

A voice without any emotion came from behind the beautiful woman.

When the beautiful woman heard this voice, her whole body froze. She felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, and a chill rushed from her spine to the top of her head.

She turned around tremblingly, only to see the tall figure who had crippled Yang Jiang with one move, who had left and returned without knowing when, was standing behind her, looking down at her expressionlessly.

"save"

She was about to scream.

puff!
A thick finger with distinct joints flicked between her eyebrows.

Bang!
The beautiful woman's pupils were dilated, and she fell heavily backward to the ground.

Fang Xuan shook his head, then grabbed Yang Ting, who was completely unconscious like a puddle of mud in his hand, and tapped his right foot again.

In an instant, he swept out of the window and stood on the roof of an attic across the street.

Under the full moon, above the roof.

A wisp of breeze blew Fang Xuan's black hair.

[You make the opponent feel strong fear, the Crimson King Pupil progress value +0.5] [You make the opponent feel strong fear, the Crimson King Pupil progress value +0.6]

【You let the other party.】

Lines of small characters flowed past Fang Xuan's eyes like flowing water.

Fang Xuan's face was calm, neither happy nor sad.

He glanced at the Yang Mansion in the distance, located on the mountainside of Anning Mountain.

"Let the Yang family be the nourishment for my Crimson King Tong to step into the realm of perfection."

Bang! ! !
As soon as Fang Xuan stepped forward, his figure suddenly flashed and disappeared from the roof of the house.

Wow——!
A basin of ice-cold water was poured on him, and Yang Ting slowly woke up.

The moment he woke up, Yang Ting subconsciously screamed:
"Help!"

There was silence all around, with only his frightened cries for help echoing back and forth.

Yang Ting was startled and quickly looked around.

A dim oil lamp was lit.

Mottled earth walls, a shrine altar covered with old red cloth, and a bluestone floor covered with moss.

The ancient temple bell that had long since been smashed to the ground, the Buddhist hall covered with cobwebs, and the broken beams of the house were all falling down.

Directly ahead.

In the dim light of the butter lamp flickering, there is a clay Buddha statue made of mud and stone, with half of its head cut off, sitting in the lotus position, smiling like a flower.

In front of the clay Buddha statue, a figure wearing a bamboo hat closed his eyes and sat cross-legged quietly.

"Is this the City God's Temple outside the city?"

Yang Ting felt a chill in his heart. This City God's Temple had been dilapidated and abandoned for decades. On weekdays, not to mention people, there was not even a ghost. Why did Fang Xuan bring him here?
"Fang Fangxuan, what do you want to do? The second young master is behind our Yang family."

He didn't wait for Yang Ting to finish his sentence.

The tall figure sitting in front of the clay Buddha statue slowly opened his eyes, stood up and stood in front of him.

"You are so smart, then tell me, what is the thing that people fear the most?" Fang Xuan looked at Yang Ting calmly and said.

"What do you mean?"

Hearing these words without beginning or end, Yang Ting's heart tightened inexplicably.

next moment.

He looked at Fang Xuan helplessly, his fingers holding the handle of the long knife hanging on his waist.

laugh.
The sound of the blade rubbing against the scabbard was heard, and the cold long knife was unsheathed inch by inch.

"Come on, let's do a fun experiment."

Fang Xuan gently blew out the oil lamp.

The entire Buddhist hall suddenly fell into darkness.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Ting felt that his neck was gently cut open by a cold blade, and traces of blood continued to drip from his neck to the ground, making soft snapping sounds again and again.

"no, do not want!!"

Severe fear appeared in Yang Ting's eyes. He wanted to struggle, but found that his hands and feet had already been tied to the beams, and he could not move at all.

The entire Buddhist hall was dark and silent, with only the sound of the wind passing through the hall and the soft sound of blood dripping on the ground constantly ringing in his ears.

Fang Xuan didn't know when he had already disappeared into the Buddhist hall.

The hazy moonlight shines through a corner of the Buddhist hall.

The head of the Buddha, which had half of its face cut off and was covered with cobwebs, was smiling like a flower. It seemed as if its eyes suddenly turned, revealing an expression that was both sad and joyful.

"Fang Xuan.!!"

Yang Ting shouted loudly, fear was like a boundless tide, completely drowning him.

(End of this chapter)