Yang Qingshu suddenly stood up, his face full of anger, he couldn''t help it anymore.


    "Bastard, come to me for something."


    The man in white looked at him and didn''t get angry. He didn''t have to be angry with a mole ant. Anyway, before long, they all had to die and care about the dead.


    Looking around for a week, he waved his hand and another Yang disciple was caught.


    "You know what?" he asked with a smile.


    The Yang disciple shouted in horror, "I don''t know, I don''t know."


    "Click!" after a soft sound, his body was thrown down.


    The man in white looked indifferent, as if he were doing trivial things.


    Another Yang family disciple was caught by his throat: "do you know?"


    "I... I..." the Yang disciple''s face showed great fear and began to hesitate.


    "Qing''er, dare you..." Yang Xiangru, the fifth elder, suddenly stood up, roared and screamed: "dare you say, I will die in front of you immediately."


    "Grandpa... Grandpa, I don''t, I don''t say..." the man in white lost his voice and cried in fear.


    "Good boy!" Yang Xiangru said, but he couldn''t say it any more, and his tears flowed long.


    Boom!


    A flash of light flashed. Yang Xiangru was stunned. Then he bowed his head and found that a big hole had appeared in his chest, with blood flowing.


    Then he fell down and lost all consciousness.


    "Grandpa, grandpa! You bastard, I''ll kill you, you bastard..." Yang Qing roared, but the next moment, the fingers of the man in white closed.


    Click!


    Yang Qing''s head hung down softly and lost his breath.


    "Ah, I killed you bastards..." Yang Qingshu roared and rushed out directly, but the next moment, a man in white kicked him back.


    When the pain came, Yang Qingshu fell to the ground and vomited blood.


    The man in white seemed very annoyed. He sighed lightly: "I''m most annoyed with such a backbone person. It''s better to do this. As long as you hand over Yang Xuan''s mother, I''ll go right away. How about it?"


    As he spoke, he looked around, but where his eyes went, no one responded. Everyone was looking at him with anger and hatred in their eyes.


    When the Yang family saw the eyes of the man in white sweeping over, they were full of fear and quickly lowered their heads.


    But the man in white had seen him. With a wave of his hand, the Yang family involuntarily flew out and was caught by the man in white.


    "There is a family!" the Yang family was shocked and ran forward a few steps, but they were kicked back by the men in white. They immediately vomited blood and lost their power of action.


    The man in white looked at the Yang family and said softly, "are you afraid of death?"


    The whole body of the Yang family was shaking with fear, his face was very white, there was no human color, and he couldn''t even speak.


    White clothes smiled on his face: "as long as you help me identify Yang Xuan''s mother, I''ll let you go. How about it?"


    "I... i... he..." Yang''s face was full of fear and his voice trembled.


    "The Yang family has!"


    Yang Jiaqiang shouted angrily, struggling to stand up from the ground, completely ignoring the blood gushing from his mouth: "if you dare to say a word, even if you die, I won''t forgive you."


    "Hmm?" the man in White''s eyes coagulated and a ray of light hit out in an instant. Yang Jiaqiang''s right arm had been separated from his body.


    The Yang family groaned and fell to the ground, but stubbornly raised their heads and stared at the Yang family.


    "Brother... Brother..." the Yang family looked at his brother and shouted loudly.


    The man in white patted some faces of the Yang family and said with a smile, "as long as you point out Yang Xuan''s mother, I will not kill you, nor will I kill your brother. I will also help him connect his arm, how about it?"


    The Yang family''s body was still shaking, and his eyes were still full of fear, but he shouted, "I... i... I don''t... I don''t know, I don''t know!!!"


    At the last four words, he almost roared out, shaking everyone''s eardrums.


    Boom!


    The Yang family was thrown directly to the ground by the man in white. Their bones were broken and a lot of blood gushed out of their mouth.


    "Ha ha ha, good brother, good brother!"


    Yang Jiaqiang lay on the ground, but laughed: "remember, I have no cowards in the Yang family, and Yang Xuan will avenge us."


    The Yang family seemed not to be afraid, and his trembling gradually calmed down. He looked at his brother, tears flowing in his eyes, and struggled with his last strength: "brother... Brother, can you engrave a few words on my tombstone and the enemy of Yang Xuan? I... I''ve always wanted to beat him, but I''m afraid I can''t beat him."


    "OK, I will engrave it for you!" Yang Jiaqiang replied loudly. He couldn''t tell whether it was tears or blood on his face.


    "OK... I really want to kick him." the Yang family made the last sound, and then there was no breath. I don''t know whether he wants to kick the man in white or Yang Xuan.


    "Well, let''s become ghosts together and kick Yang Xuan. I''m not his opponent alive. I don''t believe he can do anything to me when I die. Ha ha, it''s good to think about it."


    Looking at this scene, everyone in the Yang family was crying, and some girls were even sobbing.


    A breath of despair spread among the Yang family.


    The man in white gently waved. Yang Jiaqiang couldn''t help flying up and suspended in front of him.


    "Do you know what I hate most in my life is a man with backbone." he looked at Yang Jiaqiang and said faintly, "you''re really not afraid of death?"


    "Bah!" Yang Jiaqiang spat hard and struggled, "what am I afraid of? Even if I''m a ghost, I''ll bite you."


    "Ha ha!" the man in white smiled and sneered, "what about your Yang family? I don''t believe you. Everyone in the Yang family is not afraid of death?"


    Yang Jiaqiang''s face was ferocious, like a fierce beast. He struggled, roared and laughed wildly: "although I don''t like Yang Xuan, I still want to tell you..."


    He stared at the man in white, his eyes full of hatred and Madness: "he will avenge us. Even if we all die today, the Yang family will rebuild on the ruins. At that time, your blood will be the epitaph of the dead of my Yang family."


    A little pause, in the white man''s iron blue face, Yang Jiaqiang roared: "I Yang jiaerlang, why are you afraid of death!"


    "I''m Yang''s son Lang, why should I be afraid of death!"


    Boom!


    This sentence was like a thunder, which exploded in everyone''s ears. All the Yang family were trembling.


    "I''m Yang''s son Lang, why should I fear death!" a Yang''s disciple was the first to say this.


    "I, Yang jiaerlang, don''t be afraid to die!" slowly, more disciples repeated this sentence.


    "I''m Yang jiaerlang, why should I be afraid of death!" at the end, all the disciples were repeating this sentence, with a voice that really penetrated the world and soared into the sky.


    Yang Zhenbei suddenly laughed: "I''m Yang jiaerlang. Why are you afraid of death? I know today that I was not as good as a doll."


    "I''m Yang''s son Lang, why should I be afraid of death!" the top leaders of the Yang''s family roared and joined the earth shaking voice.


    "I''m Yang''s son Lang, why should I be afraid of death!"


    For a time, all the Yang family were roaring.