Chapter 630

Yang Xinyi showed a cruel color in his eyes, gradually increased his strength, and tried to break the wooden sword in Yang Xuan's hand directly. In his opinion, what Yang Xuan did was a naked provocation. As the only person who defeated Yang Xinyi from small to large, Yang Xinyi secretly made up his mind to let Yang Xuan know and dare to despise his end.

However, just when the wooden sword had made a crackling sound and was about to break, Yang Xuan suddenly made a force in his hand, and a spiritual force spread to the wooden sword along Yang Xuan's arm, making the wooden sword as hard as iron in an instant.

The giant sword made by Yang Xinyi with the so-called indestructible meteorite cold iron actually has a radian, and the angle of this radian is still increasing.

You know, meteorite cold iron is a very rare metal. The most powerful property of this metal is its hardness, incomparable hardness. If you want to forge this metal, you can only bombard it with the flame generated by the array to make it soft, and drop the hammer at the moment of softening. This process is repeated countless times before it can take shape.

What a powerful force it should be that Yang Xuan could deform the meteorite cold iron simply by virtue of his strength.

Just when they were unwilling to show weakness to each other, a woman's angry cry suddenly sounded: "stop it, you two. What are you doing here?"

Yang Xuan turned his head and found that the visitor was aunt Yang Qianxue.

"Yang Qianxue, this is between me and Yang Xuan. I advise you to mind your own business."

Yang Xinyi turned his head and said impolitely to Yang Qianxue, in a very arrogant tone.

Yang Qianxue was stunned. She felt that she was familiar with the person who was fighting with Yang Xinyi since she saw the two fight just now. After hearing Yang Xinyi's words, the expression on Yang Qianxue's face was first surprised, and then suddenly became happy.

"Xuan'er? Are you back?"

Yang Qianxue tried to walk towards Yang Xuan, but was stopped by Yang Xinyi.

Seeing this, Yang Xuan drank coldly: "Yang Xinyi, what do you want to do?"

"What do I want to do? I want to defeat you. If anyone prevents me from completing this thing, I will kill him."

Yang Xinyi said, chopping down at Yang Qianxue with a sword.

"Stop."

Yang Xuan started the smoke and dust step by step. He flashed in front of Yang Qianxue. At the same time, his spiritual power ran at a high speed and injected it into the wooden sword in his hand. The wooden sword and the giant sword in Yang Xinyi's hand collided together, and they made the sound of gold and iron together.

Seeing Yang Xuan's move, Yang Xinyi was not surprised. Instead, he smiled at the corners of his mouth and said, "are you finally willing to do your best?"

"Huh?"

Yang Xinyi's words stunned Yang Xuan, but Yang Xinyi didn't mean to stop. He kicked Yang Xuan in the stomach.

This foot is strong and heavy, but it is not fast. Yang Xuan is starting the dust step at this time. It's not difficult to avoid this step. But behind him stood Yang Qianxue, whose strength was no more than the second level. Therefore, Yang Xuan can only take this step.

"Despicable."

He kicked Yang Xuan in the stomach. Although Yang Xuan was not hurt too much, he looked very embarrassed. Yang Xinyi's foot is to eat Yang Xuan's scruples.

"Despicable? That's just an excuse for the weak. If you can't even catch me, you're just a waste."

As Yang Xinyi spoke, he slowly raised his huge sword and split it towards Yang Xuan again.

Yang Xuan suddenly laughed, his long hair calm and automatic. "The weak? Then I'll show you who is the real weak."

Yang Xuan said, turned and grabbed Yang Qianxue's hand behind him, shouted to Yu Qingcheng: "Qingcheng, help me watch my aunt."

Then Yang Xuan clapped Yang Qianxue's back and sent out a soft force to shoot Yang Qianxue towards Yu Qingcheng. Yu Qingcheng hurried forward, caught Yang Qianxue and held him in his arms.

On the other side, seeing Yang Xuan's state, Yang Xinyi smiled proudly, waved a huge sword in his hand, and said disdainfully to Yang Xuan: "come on, use all your strength, I will let you know that Qingcheng belongs to me."

But the next moment, his face suddenly changed.

Yang Xuan threw his wooden sword to the ground. The wooden sword was directly inserted into the floor paved with green slate. Because he couldn't stand the powerful spiritual power contained in it, it suddenly broke into pieces.

Then Yang Xuan flashed and appeared behind Yang Xinyi out of thin air. In a strange posture, he kicked Yang Xinyi's head with his head down and his feet up.

Yang Xinyi's huge sword went back, but Yang Xuan had disappeared.

The next moment, Yang Xuan appeared in front of Yang Xinyi and kicked Yang Xinyi in the same way just now. Yang Xinyi immediately felt that his stomach was like being hammered by a hammer, and the whole person flew out upside down.

Yang Xinyi immediately stared at Yang Xuan with incredible eyes. The power of being kicked in the stomach by Yang Xuan has made him feel desperate.

But it's not over yet. Yang Xuan's body flashes in front of Yang Xinyi. He doesn't have a weapon in his hand, but his body has become the strongest weapon at this time. Fist, palm, elbow, knee, each joint is a hard hammer. If it hits Yang Xinyi, it will leave a red mark on the hit place.

After hitting hundreds of times in one breath, Yang Xuan stopped. And now. Yang Xinyi has been bombed from head to toe by Yang Xuan's attack like a shell.

"Now I ask you, are you satisfied?"

Yang Xuan hung his hands beside him and quietly looked at Yang Xinyi who barely fell with the support of his huge sword. His tone was indifferent.

But Yang Xinyi is the arrogant and lawless Yang Xinyi after all. Even after being beaten by Yang Xuan, there is still a stubborn light in his eyes. He shook himself and clenched his teeth.

"I don't accept it. Why did you get Qingcheng? You don't deserve it?"

Yang Xinyi almost exhausted all his strength before roaring out this sentence. The next moment, Yang Xuan kicked him heavily in the stomach. Yang Xinyi's body flew out like a stone.

"I disagree."

Even if Yang Xinyi had fallen to the ground, he still roared at Yang Xuan with a hysterical voice.

"You are a waste."

Yang Xinyi roared and struggled to get up, but fell to the ground again.

It seems that he was moved by Yang Xinyi's perseverance. Yang Xuan finally couldn't help sighing and said leisurely, "well, I'll give you a chance. As long as you remain loyal to the Yang family, I can wait for you, the day you surpass me and defeat me to prove yourself."

Yang Xinyi lay on the ground and silently looked at Yang Xuan without speaking.

Yang Xuan didn't say anything else, so he turned and left.

When Yu Qingcheng and Yang Qianxue disappeared in Yang Xinyi's sight with Yang Xuan, Yang Xinyi suddenly laughed.

After a long time, he said leisurely, "I will."