I'm so cheap, you don't want to hit me, do you?

Wang Xuan was also angry, and he raised his fist to meet him.

This punch used the trace of true energy in his body, and a faint golden glow covered the surface of the fist.

There was a sonic boom in the air, grinning, quite powerful.

A bit of surprise appeared in the masked man's eyes. In just a few days, his son had broken through to the fourth rank, which was not easy.

But even the fourth rank is still too weak in front of Wang Ben.

Then there was a bang, Wang Xuan seemed to be hit by a galloping horse, and the soles of his feet rubbed against the ground and slid back more than a foot.

Qi and blood in the body are shaking.

"You are sick! You can't catch a sheep even if you squeeze the wool! I provoked you and tried to kidnap me again and again. I wish you a son with no ass hole."

Wang Xuan shook his sore arm, and rushed forward on his own initiative.

Since you can't escape, then go all out.

The masked man shot again, and his palm fell from top to bottom.

At this moment, an invisible momentum condensed in his hands.

But Wang Xuan, who had just rushed to the front, suddenly felt like a mountain was pressing on him, unable to advance an inch.

"Kneel down, and I'll let you go."

The masked man said in a cold voice.

"If you want me to kneel, there is no way! I will kneel down and kneel down to my parents, I will never bow down to you bastard!"

Wang Xuan roared angrily, his eyes turned red, and his expression became ferocious.

His veins bulged and his blood vessels became thick.

Holding on hard, clenching his teeth.

"Compared with me, your strength is vastly different. I killed you in a flash. Are you sure you don't want to kneel?"

"I will never bow my head even if I die. A man's bones can be broken, but he must never be bent."

The pressure instantly increased again, causing Wang Xuan's body to tremble uncontrollably.

The blue bricks under his feet had been completely shattered, and his bones made a creaking sound, as if they could not bear the pressure and break at any time.

His eyes were full of hatred, anger, murderous intent, coldness, perseverance, and pride, but there was no fear or fear, no bowing his head and begging for mercy.

The splendor in the eyes of the masked man became more and more intense.

"Are you really not afraid of death?"

Wang Xuan said in a loud voice: "My Wang family has a strong family, how can I embarrass my father, if life needs to be obtained by bowing my head, then I would rather die..."

Chapter 38 Nine Luminaries Flowing Light Sword

Wang Xuan's last words were almost roared out.

The moment he roared out, the true energy in his body surged rapidly.

He broke free from the mountain-like aura that was originally pressing down on him.

"good."

There was surprise in the eyes of the masked man.

Under such strong pressure, there were signs of a breakthrough in his strength.

My son is really talented.

However, the gap between the two sides was too great, even if Wang Xuan wanted to make a breakthrough, but under such pressure, he couldn't move at all.

"Come on! Kill me, if you don't kill me, you're a bastard!"

Wang Xuan roared angrily, his hair fluttering like a madman.

At this moment, the masked man hesitated.

For Wang Ben's realm, such pressure has reached its limit.

If he puts more pressure on himself, it is likely to damage his foundation.

But if you don't do anything, will you show your flaws?

"When you left, you clearly told Pan Yang to show up in time, why didn't you come?"

The masked man was in a tangled heart.

This drama has been done a bit today, and there is no way to end it.

"Who dares to hurt my young master!"

A figure quickly appeared in the distance, and the bright sword light was like a shooting star in the dark night, directly illuminating the darkness in the alley.

The pressure on Wang Xuan's body suddenly disappeared, and then the masked man turned into an afterimage and fled into the distance.

But because the speed was a little slower, a corner of the clothes was cut off.

It was Panyang who appeared.

Holding the long sword in his hand, he was majestic and majestic, and above the light of the sword, there was a ball of white light that illuminated the sky and the earth, and also blinded Wang Xuan's eyes.

It's too eye-catching, too dazzling, too cool, it's just crazy cool.

Pan Yang was very satisfied with the effect of his appearance. After turning around and picking up the corner of the clothes, he turned his head to look at Wang Xuan, and shook his flowing long hair.

If there are points for pretending to be aggressive, then Pan Yang must be getting full marks at this moment.

"Don't worry, young master, with me here, no one can hurt you."

As he spoke, he looked at the sword in his hand.

"The move I used to drive away the gangsters just now is a set of sword techniques I obtained when I broke through the capital of the Qi Kingdom. It's called the Nine Luminaries Flowing Light Sword. How about it, young master?"

"Great!"

Wang Xuan gave a thumbs up.

"The kidnappers are planning to do something wrong. Young master, don't go out so late in the future. Come back with me."

Wang Xuan nodded.

Just now he was struggling under the pressure, but now he only felt sore all over his body, as if his bones were about to be crushed, and he didn't have the mood and energy to go to Furong Garden again.

So he followed Pan Yang all the way back to the mansion.

Because the sword in Pan Yang's hand was shining, even on some dark roads, there was no need to use lanterns at all.

After returning to the mansion, Wang Xuan bid farewell to Pan Yang and returned directly to his courtyard.

Only then did Pan Yang scratch his head, feeling as though something was missing.

"Panyang, aren't you tired of using your true energy to keep the sword glowing?"

A voice sounded from behind Pan Yang, and it was Wang Ben who appeared.

Only then did Pan Yang hide the light on the sword, and suddenly felt a sense of weakness.

Even with his current cultivation base, keeping the sword shining brightly still consumes a lot of qi.

"In order for my son to learn your martial arts, you also took great pains."

Only then did Pan Yang realize that something was missing.

He maintained his cool image all the way, but the young master didn't even take the initiative to ask him to learn swordsmanship from him.

"Didn't the young master always like cool swordsmanship to pick up girls? Isn't he cool enough?"

Pan Yang was full of puzzlement.

"Xuan'er has experienced too many things today, so he didn't expect to learn swordsmanship with you. If this crisis happens a few more times, he will definitely become interested in learning martial arts."

"Are you still coming?"

Pan Yang exclaimed.

"If you don't cut jade, you can't make it. How can he have motivation without pressure."

Wang Ben said.

"The young master met a kidnapper, shouldn't the general go in to comfort him, so that it looks more real."

Pan Yang said.

"You're right."

Wang Ben nodded.

Just when they came to the gate of the courtyard, they heard the voice of Emperor Xuan cursing from inside.

"Fucking stupid robber, why do you keep staring at me to rob me alone, don't let me see you next time, or I will beat you out of Xiang..."

Wang Ben's face darkened a little.

"Anger +99."

Chapter 39

When he woke up the next morning, Wang Xuan immediately felt comfortable all over.

The soreness from yesterday has long since disappeared without a trace.

He checked the trace of true energy in his body, it seemed to have become thicker.

This is a breakthrough under the pressure of momentum, not relying on the system.

"It seems that there is no system, and I am considered a genius."

Wang Xuan thought happily.

Thinking that the kidnappers were indeed a little rampant recently, Wang Xuan decided to stay at home temporarily today and not go out.

After breakfast, I lay on the rattan chair in the yard and clicked on the system panel.

Host: Wang Xuan.