Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

0A ruthless look emerged in Yang Xinyi's eyes, and he gradually increased the force in his hand. He tried to crush the wooden sword in Yang Xuan's hand. In his opinion, what Yang Xuan did was an undisguised provocation. As the only person Yang Xinyi had ever defeated since he was young... Yang Xinyi made up his mind to let Yang Xuan know... How dare you look down on him.    

    

However, just as the wooden sword made a cracking sound and was about to break, Yang Xuan suddenly exerted force in his hand. A Spiritual Force spread from Yang Xuan's arm to the wooden sword, making it as hard as iron in an instant.    

    

As for Yang Xinyi's huge sword that was forged with the so-called indestructible meteorite cold iron, it actually showed a trace of an arc, and the angle of this arc was still increasing.    

    

One had to know that the meteorite cold iron was a very rare metal. The most powerful characteristic of this metal was its hardness, incomparable toughness. In order to forge this metal, one could only rely on the flames produced by the formation to bombard it. To make it soften, the moment it softens, the hammer will fall. This process was repeated countless times before it could take shape.    

    

And Yang Xuan was able to use his strength alone to change the form of the Falling Star Cold Iron. How powerful would that be?    

    

Just when the two of them were not willing to be outdone, a woman's angry shout suddenly sounded from the side, "You two stop right now. What are you doing here?"    

    

Yang Xuan turned his head to look and found that the person who came was his aunt, Yang Qianxue.    

    

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

    

Yang Xinyi turned his head and said to Yang Qianxue rudely. His tone was extremely arrogant.    

    

Yang Qianxue was stunned for a moment. From the moment she saw the two of them fighting, she felt that the person who was fighting Yang Xinyi was somewhat familiar. After hearing Yang Xinyi's words, the expression on Yang Qianxue's face was first shocked. Then, she suddenly became happy.    

    

"Xuan? You're back?"    

    

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

    

Yang Xuan saw this and shouted coldly, "Yang Xinyi, what do you want to do?"    

    

"What do I want to do? I want to defeat you. I will kill anyone who stops me from completing this task."    

    

Yang Xinyi said and swung his sword at Yang Qianxue.    

    

"Stop."    

    

Yang Xuan activated the Smoke Step and appeared in front of Yang Qianxue in a flash. At the same time, the Spiritual Force in his body circulated at high speed, injecting itself into the wooden sword in his hand. The wooden sword and Yang Xinyi's huge sword collided with each other, and the sound of metal clashing rang out at the same time.    

    

Seeing Yang Xuan's attack, not only was Yang Xinyi not shocked, the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile as he said, "Finally willing to use all of your strength?"    

    

"En?"    

    

Yang Xinyi's words stunned Yang Xuan. However, Yang Xinyi didn't have any intention of stopping. He kicked Yang Xuan in the stomach.    

    

This kick was heavy, but it was not fast. Yang Xuan was currently using the Smoke Step. It wouldn't be difficult for him to dodge the kick. However, behind him stood Yang Qianxue, who was only at the Second Stage. Therefore, Yang Xuan could only forcefully receive this kick.    

    

"Despicable."    

    

The kick landed on Yang Xuan's stomach. Although he didn't suffer much damage, he still looked very pathetic. Yang Xinyi's kick had accurately hit Yang Xuan's scruples.    

    

"Despicable? That was just an excuse for the weak. If you can't even take one of my kicks, then you're just trash. "    

    

As Yang Xinyi spoke, he slowly raised the huge sword in his hand and slashed at Yang Xuan once again.    

    

Yang Xuan suddenly laughed, his long hair fluttering even though there was no wind. "Weaklings? Then I'll let you see who is the real weak one."    

    

Yang Xuan said and turned around to hold Yang Qianxue's hand behind him. He shouted at Yuh Qingcheng who was at the side, "Qingcheng, help me look after aunt."    

    

Immediately after, Yang Xuan slapped Yang Qianxue's back and sent out a gentle force, sending Yang Qianxue towards Yuh Qingcheng. Yuh Qingcheng hurriedly took a step forward and caught Yang Qianxue, hugging her in her arms.    

    

On the other side, seeing Yang Xuan's condition, Yang Xinyi smiled complacently. He waved the huge sword in his hand and said disdainfully to Yang Xuan, "Come on. Use all your strength. I will let you know. Qingcheng belongs to me."    

    

But in the next moment, his facial expression changed.    

    

Yang Xuan threw the wooden sword in his hand onto the ground, and the wooden sword actually stabbed into the stone floor. Because it couldn't stand the powerful Spiritual Force contained within, it shattered into pieces in an instant.    

    

Then, Yang Xuan's body flashed and appeared behind Yang Xinyi. In a strange posture, he looked down and kicked Yang Xinyi's head.    

    

Yang Xinyi swung the sword in his hand back, but Yang Xuan had already disappeared.    

    

In the next moment, Yang Xuan appeared in front of Yang Xinyi and kicked Yang Xinyi's stomach in the same way. Yang Xinyi suddenly felt as if his stomach was hit by a heavy hammer, and he was sent flying.    

    

Yang Xinyi's eyes instantly became round, and he looked at Yang Xuan with a look of disbelief. The strength of being kicked in the stomach by Yang Xuan had already made him feel despair.    

    

But this wasn't the end. Yang Xuan's figure flashed in front of Yang Xinyi. He did not have a weapon in his hand, but his body had become his strongest weapon. Fist, palm, elbow, knee. Every joint was a hard iron hammer. When it hit Yang Xinyi's body, it would leave a red mark on the place where it hit.    

    

After hitting Yang Xuan hundreds of times in one breath, Yang Xuan finally stopped. At this moment. Yang Xinyi had been bombarded by Yang Xuan's cannon-like attack from head to toe.    

    

"Now let me ask you, are you convinced?"    

    

Yang Xuan's hands were hanging by his side. He quietly looked at Yang Xinyi, who was barely able to keep himself from falling with the support of the huge sword in his hand. His tone was cold.    

    

However, Yang Xinyi was still the arrogant and lawless Yang Xinyi, even after being beaten up by Yang Xuan. Both of his eyes were still shining with a stubborn light. He shook his body and gritted his teeth.    

    

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

    

Yang Xinyi used almost all of his strength to shout out these words. In the next moment, Yang Xuan kicked his stomach heavily. Yang Xinyi's body flew out like a pebble.    

    

"I don't accept it."    

    

Even though Yang Xinyi had fallen to the ground, he still shouted at Yang Xuan in a hysterical voice.    

    

"You are just a piece of trash."    

    

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

    

As if he was touched by Yang Xinyi's perseverance, Yang Xuan finally could not help but sigh. He said slowly, "Fine, I will give you a chance. As long as you are still loyal to the Yang family, I can wait for you. Wait until you surpass me and defeat me to prove yourself. "    

    

Yang Xinyi laid on the ground and looked at Yang Xuan without saying anything.    

    

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

    

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

    

After a while, he said slowly, "I will."    

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