C4 Aunt Yang Jing Ru

A gentle breeze blew across the air. At this moment, the ancestral hall was emitting a bloody smell, causing the area to be filled with a cold and desolate aura. The Great Elder Yang Huxiong looked gloomily at Yang Faan with an ugly expression. Killing Housekeeper Liu in front of him was slapping him in the face, trampling his dignity beneath his feet.

As expected, when the other elders saw Yang Faan being so domineering, although they were angry in their hearts, Yang Faan did not put them in his eyes. However, he didn't know if Yang Faan was crippled or not. There was no need to offend Yang Faan to death.

"F * ck, a bunch of Sharpei. Greedy and afraid of death, greedy and greedy."

When Yang Loong saw the reaction of the elders, his gaze immediately became gloomy. From the looks of it, he had to suppress Yang Faan immediately. Otherwise, the situation would break down if he did not abolish the position of the Young Patriarch and expel the family from it.

Yang Loong didn't think anymore and walked to the middle of the ancestral hall. His eyes were filled with killing intent as he looked at Yang Faan and shouted loudly.

"F * ck you, Yang Faan, you dead trash! How dare you kill my people?! How dare you!"

"Do you still think you're that famed number one genius in the Hsing City? I'll let you f * cking recognize reality right now. You're just a useless dog now."

"Kneel down and apologize to this young master."

As soon as Yang Loong finished speaking, he sent a palm strike towards Yang Faan, aiming straight at the head. Suddenly, an extremely sharp wind blew and Yang Loong did not hold back at all.

The power of this palm strike was boundless, like a raging tide smashing against the shore. It surged forward, ready to destroy all the life in front of it.

"Ah, bro, be careful."

Yang Qian'er, who was facing Yang Loong, was frightened to the point that her face turned pale when she saw Yang Loong sneak attack. She shouted in surprise, as if passing by Yang Faan to block this palm for him.

As if he had predicted it, Yang Faan pushed Yang Qian'er away with a slight force from his hand. Then he turned around and punched Huang Long, aiming to hit Yang Loong's palm.

"Talking is like eating sh * t. This arm will be treated as an apology to Qian'Er."

Wu Junyi's clothes fluttered, and his gaze was incredibly profound. Being stared at by such a deep gaze, Yang Loong had a bad premonition. However, when he saw Yang Faan's fists were plain and without any imposing manner, he immediately relaxed and laughed sinisterly.

"Stop putting on an act and go die, you trash."

Bang

Ka-cha

In an instant, the fist and the palm collided, and a muffled sound immediately rang out, as if it was hitting the hearts of the Yang family members, making them feel uncomfortable. But soon after, a cracking sound could be heard. Only then did everyone heave a sigh of relief. The Yang family members beside them started discussing among themselves.

"Haha, Brother Hua is amazing." "That trash Yang Faan still wants to waste Brother Hua, this must be the sound of his arm bones breaking right?"

"That's right. F * cking hell, a person who has been crippled still dares to be so arrogant. If you cripple one of his arms, let's see if he still dares to pretend to be a person or not."

However, in the next moment, everyone's mouths grew wide open, and they were no longer able to utter a single word.

Ah!

"Ah! My arm! Yang Faan, trash! I will kill you! How dare you cripple my arm?! No one can save you in this world!"

Suddenly, a stream of blood sprayed out from Yang Loong's arm, causing it to droop straight down. After being struck by a strong wave of energy, his entire body was sent flying. The ancestral hall's floor seemed to tremble.

Yang Loong's face was twisted as he dragged his arm and yelled in pain.

The unforeseen event happened in an instant, causing the Yang Family clansmen to come back to their senses. Immediately, everyone's face was filled with shock. The Young Patriarch, Yang Faan, was not crippled.

Yang Faan, on the other hand, had an indifferent expression. With his previous life's experience as an Ascendant, he had no qualms about it. Even though he only had physical strength now, using a little bit of his previous world's martial arts experience was still not enough to defeat Yang Loong.

"Audacious, prick. "You dare to injure my son? I'll make you die a miserable death!"

At this moment, the Yang family members were still in a state of shock. However, a volcano erupted at the very top of the ancestral hall, shocking everyone.

Grand Elder Yang Huxiong instantly came back to his senses. When he saw that his son who he had high hopes for was crippled by Yang Faan, he flew into a rage. The spirit energy in his spirit sea was like a tornado that swept through the clouds as it poured out, and a majestic aura exploded forth.

peak precelestial stage

Yang Huxiong did not hold back at all and jumped down from the ancestral hall. Like a flood dragon emerging from the sea, he struck his palm towards Yang Faan. His aura was fierce, domineering, and peerlessly domineering.

The strong Qi exploded and even the air exploded due to the impact. Whistling sounds came from the air as the power of this palm attack was shocking.

Suddenly, Yang Faan felt a little bit of pain on his face from the strong wind, and he started to pay more attention to it. He had just reincarnated, and his cultivation was still at the peak of the ninth level of Qi Refining. He was still two great realms away from the peak of the Lesser Heaven stage.

"Old dog, you're really shameless."

At this moment, Yang Faan also became furious.

F * ck, I hate people who beat up small ones the most, while old ones shamelessly want to fight again. Since he was shameless, Yang Faan was prepared to give it his all. He started to operate a secret technique that burned his blood essence to exchange for strength in his previous life. He was going to beat this old dog to death even with heavy injuries.

Suddenly, Yang Faan's ears twitched and the secret technique within his body calmed down. With calm eyes, he stood rooted to the spot.

All of a sudden, everyone looked at Yang Faan as if they were looking at a fool, and started to mock him.

"I thought that trash was going to explode, so he was just standing there waiting to die."

Yang Faan ignored the gazes of the surrounding people. Instead, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Yang Huxiong, if you dare to make a move against Emperor Qing, let's try. I'll kill you."

Just at this moment, the angry voice of a woman came from the entrance of the temple. Then, there was the sound of a storm, and a middle-aged woman appeared in front of Yang Faan.

Without a word, the middle-aged woman waved her sleeves and without a word, the spiritual energy in her spiritual sea exploded like a blazing sun or a majestic atmosphere. He stretched out his palm and blasted it towards Yang Huxiong.

Bang

As the palm and the palm collided, an explosive force was created. Under this force, the surrounding Yang family members were all blown back by this force, with faces full of shock.

Grand Elder Yang Huxiong's arms felt a majestic force attacking him, and all his attacks were immediately dispelled. He also retreated backwards.

At this moment, only the elders and Yang Faan were unaffected.

"Eighth sister, weren't you escorting the goods back for Eighth Master Zhao?"

"Are you trying to stop me? Are you trying to kill this evil creature?"

The Great Elder's eyes spouted fire as he looked at the middle-aged woman and questioned her furiously.

The middle-aged woman looked at Great Elder Yang Huxiong without fear as she coldly spoke.

"If I hadn't received the news that Emperor Qing's child had been crippled, I would have known that all of you had ill intentions. "Otherwise, when I bring the goods back, what I received would be the child's corpse."

"Yang Huxiong, you are the Great Elder of the Yang family, yet you dared to make a move on a child. What about your face?"

"I will say this. Today, whoever dares to touch him will step over my corpse."

In an instant, many of the Yang family elders frowned.

"Aunty."

"Aunty."

Finally, two surprised voices sounded from behind the middle-aged woman. Only then did she lose the momentum from her entire body. At this moment, she didn't seem to be that domineering middle-aged woman. She turned around and looked at Yang Faan and Yang Qian'er with a pained expression.

"Aunt came late and hurt you. But now that Aunt is here, you can rest assured. No one in the clan dares to touch you at all. "

Yang Faan felt a warm current flowing through his heart. As he looked at the middle-aged woman in front of him, the information about this middle-aged woman surfaced in his mind.

The middle-aged woman was called Yang Jingru, the Second Elder of the Yang Family, one of the two great Houtian realm warriors of the Yang Family.

It was also Yang Faan's aunt. Ever since Yang Faan's father had disappeared, Yang Jingru had been protecting him and Yang Qian'er in the Yang Family. Otherwise, he wouldn't have had the time to grow up and become the Yang Family's Young Patriarch.

In the entire Yang Family, only his aunt Yang Jingru truly treated them well and treated them as real family.