"Basic footwork? Is it so powerful?" Huang Lao said silently, and he couldn't help but feel a little surprised. He used to be a chef from Tianlong Temple, and secretly learned a set of demon-subduing eagle claws and shadow palm techniques and escaped from the mountain gate. In recent years, he leaned against the big tree of Dingtian Group and was nourished by countless spiritual treasures. He was promoted to the Huang level, but his body skills have always been a flaw. Now seeing Xiao Yang's body skills are so good, he can't help but covetous.

"Boy, you are only in the Ninth Division of the Arts, but I am at the Yellow Level. You cannot escape under my hands." Old Huang made up his mind and deceived him: "It's better to teach me your body skills, and I might be able to spare your life."

"Give me my life?" Xiao Yang sneered and said with extreme disdain: "What are you, and you deserve to spare my life?"

"Good boy, if you don't want toast, then take your life." Old Huang cursed, pinched his claws with his right hand, fisted his left hand, and swept his true energy over. In an instant, the strong wind stormed, and there was a power of internal energy coming out.

The warriors in this world are quite capable. Although they cannot cultivate the truth, they can still figure out this kind of martial arts. However, no matter how powerful the martial arts is, they are just low-level martial arts, and cultivation is the supreme way. In the early stage, warriors may still be able to compete with the cultivators. However, after level 7 or 8 of Qi training, no matter how strong the warriors are, they are just native chickens and tiles, and they can be killed by just being killed.

Old Man Huang's claws and punches came with a substitution, but Xiao Yang did not dodge any more. Instead, he went up to his body and used the fallen wind palm technique to fight the enemy.

Smack sex!

As soon as Xiao Yang's palm technique was used, he cooperated with the leisurely dragon gliding step like a leisurely stroll in the garden, and instantly it was like the ubiquitous wind, which could always find a gap between his punches and claws, and then hit Huang Lao's body;

Although Mr. Huang's skill is much higher than Xiao Yang, his attack methods are completely different.

He was hit by Xiao Yang for five or six palms and could not get close to Xiao Yang. He quickly retreated from the battle group and asked loudly: "Boy, what kind of evil palm technique are you?"

"Hmph, it's just a basic palm technique." Xiao Yang said disdainfully. He didn't expect that the basic palm technique used by the cultivation disciples to help breathe spiritual breath can actually beat the yellow-level masters. It seems that there is indeed an insurmountable gap between cultivation and ancient martial arts!

"Basic palm technique? What basic palm technique is so powerful?" Huang Lao's eyes showed a strong covetousness again: "Boy, have you obtained the inheritance of a certain ancient martial arts predecessor? Hurry up and handed it over? How can you protect it with your strength? You should understand the principle of guilt that you have a treasure."

Mr. Huang said it was a magnificent sound, but he was a robbery in his heart.

Xiao Yang hated such a shameless villain the most, and he was unwilling to continue to tangle with this old thing. He took out the spiritual source ink ruler from the void ring, bit his fingertips, squeezed a drop of essence and blood in. In an instant, the spiritual source ink ruler emitted a bright light, and the spiritual energy inside was also released faintly. Seeing this, Xiao Yang quickly forced out the magic trick...!

While Xiao Yang pinched out the magic trick, the Huang Lao on the other side also completely lost his patience. He roared angrily: "Boy, since you don't cooperate so much, don't blame me for being ruthless. Wait until I hit you with a palm, then go search for your body. Look at my trick, the sea is endless..."

He shouted angrily and quickly absorbed internal energy. After a while, Xiao Yang felt the dangerous aura. This guy actually had such a killer move, but it was too late... Go to die!

Little Thunderbolt Technique!

Xiao Yang roared, and a flash of light flashed suddenly in the ink ruler of the spirit source. A ball of spiritual energy burst out from the colorful light, rushing into the air at a speed that the naked eye could not find. After a while... crackle~! A thunderbolt fell down with lightning speed. Old man Huang didn't even understand what was going on. A white arc light hit the spiritual platform above his head, and thunderbolts broke a hole in the top of his head, and the brain and the skull slag were splattered everywhere. Then blood and the remaining brain matter also spread out. In the blink of an eye, it made his face red and white, which was very disgusting.

"What is this?" Old Man Huang stretched out his pupils in horror, and asked the last question in his life with a faint breath.

"Just basic thunder technique."

"It's the foundation again..." Old Man Huang cut off his last breath with endless resentment. He originally thought that his killer move would definitely kill Xiao Yang in one blow, but he didn't expect that this guy would have even more bizarre attack methods, which made him die so unknown.

When Ma Wenqing mustered up the courage to run all the way, he thought that he would definitely gain the advantage with his ability, but he found that Huang Lao was struck by a lightning bolt, and his head exploded. When Huang Lao's brain burst, he was so scared that he lost his voice. Although he opened his mouth wide, he found that he could not make any sound at all.

Then another scene happened that he would never forget for life. Xiao Yang actually made a faint flame from somewhere, but when he threw it on Huang Lao, it quickly burned, completely obliterating Huang Lao in the blink of an eye. Then... Huang Lao turned gray in a few seconds and completely disappeared in front of him.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed such a ridiculous thing at all.

Oh my God! Is Xiao Yang a monster???

Ma Wenqing's whole body was trembling, and his cold sweat was flowing, and his crotch was even wet. He was so scared that he lost his urination.

Now he just wants to escape from this nightmare murder scene immediately, but he found that he could not command his feet at all. It was soft and could no longer raise any strength.

At this time, Xiao Yang, who burned Huang Lao to ashes, had slowly walked over. Xiao Yang had a smile on his face, but in his opinion, this was a smile that was even more terrifying than a demon. He seemed to have seen the God of Death Scythe behind Xiao Yang, and could harvest his life at any time.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me." Ma Wenqing squeezed out a few faint voices from his throat. This had already sucked all the strength in his body. After he finished speaking, he had completely collapsed on the ground.

"Don't worry, don't be nervous." Xiao Yang smiled faintly and even patted his shoulder: "I never kill innocent people indiscriminately. Only by proactively provoking me can I use thunder methods. You are very obedient, how can I bear to kill you?"

"Thank you, I will be more obedient in the future." Ma Wenqing swallowed hard, and he relaxed a little. For him, as long as Xiao Yang didn't kill him, he could make a dog. As long as Xiao Yang gave an order, he would definitely make a woof sound in one second.

However, Xiao Yang is not a person with a tendency to abuse. He just said calmly: "Now call your dad and I have something to talk to him."

"Okay, okay, right now, right now." Ma Wenqing quickly took out his cell phone tremblingly, then quickly found his father's number, and then quickly called.

The phone was quickly connected. After it was connected, Ma Henian's impatient voice came over: "Wenqing, why haven't you done it yet? This matter cannot be done well. How can I hand over Dingtian Group to you in the future? Come over quickly."

"Sorry, Boss Ma, I can't get through for the time being." Xiao Yang said calmly.

"Who are you?" Ma Henian asked in surprise and nervously when he heard the strange voice.

"Xiao Yang." Xiao Yang answered his name honestly and also told him the situation on the scene: "I have killed the old man you sent. Your son is in my hands now. I don't know how many sons you have, but I can help you solve another one. I hate the news of the big family fighting for inheritance the most. When you only have one son left, it will be much easier."

"You...you dare?" Ma Henian on the other end was furious when he heard Xiao Yang's danger and roared, "Boy, if you dare to touch half of my son's hair, I will definitely let you die without a place to die!"

"Haha." Xiao Yang chuckled and handed the phone to Ma Wenqing in front of him. Ma Wenqing quickly burst into tears: "Dad, you can't do the right thing with him anymore. He is soft but not hard. He killed Mr. Huang like a chicken. We can't fight him. I don't want to die, Dad! Dad..."

Ma Wenqing's wailing made Ma Henian there instantly fall into silence: the boy actually killed Mr. Huang like a chicken. Mr. Huang is the most powerful martial arts master he has ever seen. He can even avoid the shooting of bullets and kill his opponent before the gunman fires a second bullet.

"Boss Ma, have you heard your son's crying?" Xiao Yang took the phone and said slowly.

After weighing the pros and cons, Ma Henian quickly calmed down. He had lost a son and could not lose the last son. He restrained his anger and gritted his teeth and said calmly: "What do you want."

"It's not what I want, you've been provoking me, do you understand?" Xiao Yang smiled faintly: "Your eldest son is completely self-destructive. He gave me tetraethyl lead, of course I can only treat him by the way. Now, you sent someone to kill me, and I can only kill that person out of self-defense. But because of your repeated offenses... I decided to collect some more interest."

"What do you want?"

"I haven't thought about it yet, I'll tell you after I'll do it." Xiao Yang said this and hung up the phone directly, then reached out and pressed Ma Wenqing's waist twice, and instantly used the technique of vein formation to control his genitals.

"You chicken-ba doesn't have my solution, so don't think it's harder. This is just a little punishment. Go back and make your father be honest. If you don't want to break up your son and grandson, wait for my phone call." Xiao Yang said this and turned around and walked towards the other side of the road.

After Xiao Yang left, Ma Wenqing quickly untied his pants and took out his wet little brother. No matter how he wanted to do it, no matter how he kneaded the condom, he couldn't harden it anymore. At that moment, he started crying. Without this thing, what's the point of living!!

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