Three days passed quickly.

    This morning, Yang Xuan and his mother got up and packed up.

    In fact, there is nothing to clean up. It''s just a few clothes and other things that can''t be thrown away.

    After moving to Yuexin garden, the family will naturally be provided with items and servants who serve their daily life, which is also the due treatment of direct disciples.

    After cleaning up, Yang Xuan and his mother went to Yuexin garden.

    Behind him, Wang Wu was in high spirits at the moment, yelling at the servants, picked up the few things and followed.

    Along the way, Qian''s mood was complex and mixed. Looking at the increasingly familiar road, he didn''t know what it was like.

    On the contrary, it''s Yang Xuan. He''s in a calm mood. Gu jingbubo!

    Turning a corner, Yuexin garden finally arrived.

    Looking at the familiar gate and the familiar scenery, Qian''s eyes burst with tears. It carries too many memories of her. After many years of absence, I didn''t expect to have the opportunity to return here.

    Wang Wu came forward and patted the door vigorously. He shouted, "open the door, open the door. When the twelve young masters arrive, don''t you open the door to meet them?"

    The door was banged and the sound spread far away.

    However, the door was rusty and motionless, and there was no sound in the courtyard across the door.

    Yang Xuan frowned slightly. According to reason, at this time, the servant girls assigned by the family to her should have greeted and waited here long ago, but at this time, let alone someone greeted, they shouldn''t even call the door.

    Wang Wu clapped the door again. After a long time, when Yang Xuan was about to lose his patience, a voice finally came.

    "Is that dog barking outside the door?"

    Yang Xuan sneered at the corner of his mouth. He couldn''t be more familiar with this voice.

    Several people came out of the door, led by Yang Gong, the grandson of Yang Hanwu.

    Wang Wu was stunned. He looked at Yang Xuan and said, "master Gong, master Xuan came to take over Yuexin garden. Please leave."

    Yang Gong snorted coldly and disdained: "what are you? Dare you bark here and get away."

    Wang Wuyi was stifled, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, but he pressed down again.

    Yang Gong sneered and asked knowingly, "ha, isn''t this Yang Xuan, the 12th young master? What are you doing here with a dog early in the morning?"

    Not far away, the figure flickered. I don''t know how many pairs of eyes looked here.

    Yang Xuan looked at Yang Gong coldly: "take your people and get out of here!"

    Yang Gong''s eyes were angry: "what are you talking about?"

    Yang Xuan didn''t speak again, but his eyes were cold and looked at Yang Gong coldly.

    Yang Gong smiled angrily. "OK, OK, OK, Yang Xuan, you are promising now. You don''t see me at all. In that case, let me see. What ability do you have to accept Yuexin garden?"

    After that, his body sank and bowed fiercely, rushed towards Yang Xuan like an arrow, and his right leg swept towards Yang Xuan with a roaring sound.

    Qian Shi and some servants who came with Yang Xuan didn''t expect Yang Gong to do it directly. They were stunned for a moment.

    Yang Gong, after all, is the cultivation of inner strength. His leg is strong and heavy. It faintly shrouds the space in front of him.

    "Die!"

    In Yang Xuan''s eyes, the murderous machine flashed, and his aura surged in his body. His body was as motionless as a mountain. He patted it with lightning in his right hand and gently pressed it on the right leg swept by Yang Gong.

    At the next moment, Yang Gong uttered a loud scream and spilled a mouthful of blood into the sky. The whole man flew up involuntarily, smashed the gate of Yuexin garden with a bang and fell into the yard.

    Everyone was stunned.

    Several people who watched secretly took a breath.

    Hidden on one side of the Yang family, two brothers of the Yang family were stunned and opened their mouths. For a moment, they seemed to have lost their ability to think.

    They never thought that Yang Gong, who had seven layers of internal strength, was so vulnerable in front of Yang Xuan that he was hit by a palm.

    Suddenly, something called fear slowly climbed into their hearts. Looking at Yang Xuan standing at will, their eyes were full of panic.

    The people who followed Yang Gong were also stunned. They even forgot their actions, stood there and looked at Yang Xuan. It seemed that they had not reacted from the scene just now.

    Qian was dull for a moment. Although she didn''t know Yang Gong''s martial arts, she saw that Yang Xuan only used one move to beat Yang Gong away.

    For a moment, he thought of his husband Yang Qingtian, and his heart was complex and inexplicable.

    Among the audience, the only one who was ecstatic was Wang Wu.

    He had already followed Yang Xuan wholeheartedly. The stronger Yang Xuan was, the higher his status would rise.

    However, in addition to being happy, his heart was also shocked. Unknowingly, Yang Xuan had reached this point. A master with seven layers of internal strength, Yang Xuan just hit it and flew out, which made him happy for his original choice.

    Yang Gong''s scream came: "my legs, my legs!"

    His right leg was soft on the ground and lost all consciousness. Blood was left along his trouser legs. After a while, a blood depression was formed under his body.

    Yang Xuan''s pressing was not simple. His aura surged wildly and instantly destroyed Yang Gong''s right leg meridians. If he couldn''t get timely treatment, Yang Gong''s leg would be wasted.

    Step by step, Yang Xuan came to Yang Gong, who was screaming.

    Yang Gong endured the sharp pain and gnashed his teeth: "my leg, you bastard, you bastard, I want you to die hard, I want you to die..."

    A sneer appeared at the corner of Yang Xuan''s mouth. He suddenly bent over and grabbed Yang Gong''s neck and raised Yang Gong with one hand.

    When Yang Gong didn''t respond, he attached it to his ear and said softly, "you want me to die? Then go to die!"

    The sound is extremely cold, like ten thousand years of cold ice.

    Looking at Yang Xuan''s eyes without any feelings, a great fear suddenly swept Yang Gong. He is just a teenager. He plays hard and fights well on weekdays. But where has he seen such a battle.

    At the moment, he suddenly realized that Yang Xuan would really kill him. After reading all his life, Yang Gong was really afraid.

    "No... no, no, you can''t kill me. My grandfather is an elder. You can''t kill me!"

    Yang Gong trembled and felt the strength on Yang Xuan''s hand gradually increasing. His breathing became difficult, and the sense of suffocation began to impact his brain like a tide.

    "What if I kill you?"

    Yang Xuan looked at him without any emotion, and the killing in his eyes was undisguised.

    Yang Gong finally collapsed.

    "No, no, no, don''t kill me, don''t kill me..." Yang Gong was frightened and shouted, ignoring the pain in his body.

    Yang Xuan''s right hand continued to strengthen, and his eyes became more and more ruthless.

    Yang Gong felt that his breathing was becoming more and more difficult. He struggled desperately, but Yang Xuan''s hand was like steel, motionless.

    Yang Gong shouted desperately with all his strength: "please... Please... You, I''m wrong, don''t... don''t... Kill..."

    At the moment, something called regret filled his heart. If he was given another chance to choose, he would not oppose Yang Xuan again.

    The two brothers of the Yang family, Yang Jiaqiang, trembled all over their bodies. They were surrounded by a great fear. Looking at Yang Gong on the seventh floor of inner strength, they were waiting to die like a chicken in Yang Xuan''s hand. At this moment, their fear of Yang Xuan was infinitely amplified.

    With the increasing strength of Yang Xuan''s right hand, Yang Gong had more breath and less air. His hands and feet slowly stopped struggling. Death was so close to him that even his eyes began to be lax.

    "Dare you fight me?" Yang Xuan said coldly.

    Yang Gong seemed to hear the most beautiful voice in the world: "no... no... no, no more."

    Yang Xuan loosened his right hand and burst. Yang Gong fell to the ground like a dead fish.

    After turning around before the gate of death, Yang Gong''s face was like earth, breathing the air he usually despised. He felt that life was so beautiful for the first time.

    A smile climbed up the corner of Yang Xuan''s mouth. He knew that Yang Gong had completely lost his qualification to fight against him. This feeling of completely stepping on the enemy''s feet from body to soul made him feel infinitely wonderful.

    He found that he seemed to like the feeling.

    Several servants brought by Yang Gong carried Yang Gong away with great fear for treatment.

    Yang Xuan looked at the people''s awe and even fear of him, smiled and glanced around.

    All the people hiding in the dark jumped in their hearts, whispered something bad, and quickly withdrew quietly.

    Yang Jiaqiang, who has two brothers, has long escaped.