"How dare you hit me?" Long Qiuyue's eyes stared round and shouted loudly.

"I not only dare to hit you, but also hit you." Zhao he said loudly, "come on, drag her to the backyard and swing her to me."

"It's really brave of you." A red light and shadow fell from the sky, holding the murderous gas like the essence, which instantly reduced the temperature around. Zhao he didn't even see who was coming, so he felt himself blown away by a distance.

With a closer look, a young man wrapped in black armor was standing next to long Qiuyue. The expression on his face was as frightening as Jiuyou Shura.

Zhao he suddenly became excited, swallowed the curse at his mouth, put on a smiling face and said, "brother, I don't know where Zhao he offended you."

"Brother, he slapped me." Long Qiuyue's face was cold and murderous, pointing to Zhao he. Seeing this, Zhao he immediately hated it, but he didn't dare to speak.

Yang Xuan came forward and clasped Zhao he's neck and asked, "is that hand playing?"

Zhao he's face turned blue. He was originally the young leader of a large sect along the sea, but the emergence of sea monsters overturned his whole sect, so he had to flee to the West. But along the way, he and his men burned, killed and looted.

Now, he was directly lifted by his neck and lost face in front of his men, which made him kill Yang Xuan in his heart.

Seeing this, one of his men hurried forward to stop Yang Xuan, but Yang Xuan kicked him so badly that he flew out upside down, even if he was out of breath.

Zhao he was shocked immediately. He also knew that he had provoked someone he couldn't afford. He quickly said to Yang Xuan, "brother, this is a misunderstanding. I'll kowtow to my sister-in-law and make amends?"

"I ask you, which hand did it hit?" Yang Xuan ignored Zhao he and continued to ask coldly.

Zhao he suddenly turned blue and said, "friend, walking outside depends on a righteous word. Don't deceive people too much."

"No, right?" Yang Xuan still looked cold, directly threw Zhao he on the chair he had just sat, stepped on his chest and said, "that is to say, both hands hit?"

As he spoke, he directly lifted Zhao he's palm and suddenly pinched it. Unexpectedly, he directly crushed all the metacarpal bones. Sen Bai's bone spurs penetrated the flesh and blood, and the blood flowed out of the flesh and blood, making ling'er scream.

Zhao he immediately shouted, but then Yang Xuan crushed his other palm. Zhao he was pale, but he didn't faint directly. Instead, he shouted, "Mr. hunter, help."

A purple shadow rushed out of the grain shop and kicked Yang Xuan, but Yang Xuan raised his feet to block it. What appeared in front of Yang Xuan was a black figure with purple lines. It was actually a hunting king.

Yang Xuan was surprised to see the hunting king here, but he immediately grabbed the hunting King's head, looked at Zhao he and asked, "is this your card? It seems that it's not enough."

The hunting King's head was clucked by Yang Xuan. The hunting King struggled desperately to break Yang Xuan's arm, but Yang Xuan's arm didn't move.

Zhao he was pale and frightened. At this time, the head of the hunting king had been deformed and directly cracked by Yang Xuan. A little spider came out of the hunting King's head and was slapped to death by the premeditated Yang Xuan.

The hunting King fell to the ground, leaving only a headless body.

Zhao he immediately flopped down on his knees, kowtowed and said, "Sir, spare your life. I'm just obsessed for a moment, so I can move my sister-in-law's crooked idea."

Just then, long Qiuyue came up, kicked Zhao he's waist and scolded, "do you know what you did? You slapped a dragon. I'm afraid I'm the first dragon in the world to be slapped. I'm sure I will be recorded in history and spread among the dragon family from now on."

Long Qiuyue scolded and kicked hard. Zhao he kept rolling at her feet like a dog, whining and begging for mercy to long Qiuyue, but long Qiuyue was more and more angry, and the strength on her feet was more and more.

Yang Xuan hurriedly grabbed long Qiuyue and said, "well, this guy is dying. Don't kick." Long Qiuyue stopped and burst into tears in Yang Xuan's arms.

Zhao he, who is lying on the ground, has broken his bones all over his body. Although he is not dead, he also has more breath and less air intake.

Yang Xuan took out the black dragon horn, handed it to ling'er and said, "go and kill your enemy yourself."

Ling'er looked at long Qiuyue with some fear, but long Qiuyue gave her an encouraging look and said, "go, it's okay. Kill such a bad man, you're not a murderer."

When ling'er heard the speech, she took over the black dragon horn. Although the black dragon horn is lighter than the immortal sword, it also weighs 60 kg. The little girl has to do her best to lift it. She trembled to Zhao he's side. Zhao he's eyes showed a color of horror, but she couldn't move.

Zhao he's men around looked at Yang Xuan in fear, but they didn't dare to stop him. Yang Xuan's strength has told them that at this time, whoever dares to fight will die.

Linger came to Zhao he's side. The long sword fell. She quickly closed her eyes and twisted her face to one side. Black dragon horn he Qifeng, Zhao he's head fell in response and rolled aside.

Looking at the frightened light on Zhao he's face, Yang Xuan sighed helplessly and said, "what's the use of regret? Now you know the mood of those who were mutilated by you when they were afraid but couldn't control their fate?"

The black dragon horn in ling'er's hand fell to the ground with a bang, and she sat down on the ground like venting her breath and cried. All the grievances suffered along the way from the coast to the rooster mountain were released at this moment.

People around hurriedly wanted to leave, but Yang Xuan stopped them. Yang Xuan didn't forget that the people who hurt ling'er along the way were not only Zhao he, but also his men.

Zhao he's men couldn't guess what Yang Xuan meant. They were very frightened, but they didn't dare to speak more.

Yang Xuan suddenly looked at long Qiuyue and asked, "moon, do you want to take an apprentice?"

"Apprentice?" Long Qiuyue was stunned and said, "it seems like fun, but I don't know where to collect an apprentice?"

Yang Xuan pointed to ling'er and said, "the little girl has a good bone and a transparent heart. The most important thing is that she has a strong idea in her heart. She is a good candidate."

At this time, ling'er had stopped crying. Long Qiuyue heard Yang Xuan's words and immediately brightened her eyes. She came to ling'er and asked, "ling'er, would you like to be my apprentice?"

Ling'er had just recovered from her grief. She stared at long Qiuyue for a while before slowly nodding her head.