"Shit, I think you don''t cry when you don''t see the coffin."

    The man with the knife didn''t want to kill Yang Xuan at first, because Yang Xuan was a beggar. He had no oil and water on his body. Killing him was a waste of energy. However, Yang Xuan was not old and spoke too arrogantly. He didn''t pay attention to them at all. He was angry, flew off his horse and rushed towards Yang Xuan.

    "Hey, hey, die for me!"

    As if he had seen the bloody scene of Yang Xuan''s death under his knife, the man holding the knife gave a ferocious smile in his mouth, waved the long knife in his hand, scratched a knife shadow in the air, and fiercely cleaved towards Yang Xuan.

    He didn''t use any martial arts and secret skills, nor did he use much energy, but the power of one knife was huge, so it was nothing to kill Yang Xuan.

    "It''s so cruel that I even let go of a beggar."

    Feng Chong and others were frightened. The young maids were even more frightened. They covered their eyes with their hands and couldn''t bear to look again. It was obvious that they believed that Yang Xuan would be cut off by the man with the knife and blood splashed on the spot.

    But will Yang Xuan die?

    The answer is clearly no.

    Just as the long knife was about to fall on Yang Xuan, Yang Xuan''s body drifted back and the ghost avoided.

    Because Yang Xuan''s speed was too fast, the man with the knife still didn''t return to his mind. He saw that Yang Xuan was cut in two by a knife.

    But soon, the man with the knife found that it was wrong. He looked stunned. Yang Xuan was cut into two sections. Yes, but why didn''t he have any blood.

    "Don''t be surprised, I''m not dead yet." just then, a chuckle pulled the man with the knife back from his meditation. He looked up and saw Yang Xuan standing three meters away, unharmed all over.

    "You, you escaped!" the man with the knife was shocked and couldn''t believe it, but then he was furious. He was a master of four heavy days in Ningyuan territory and had killed five or six heavy days in Ningyuan territory. However, at the moment, he couldn''t win a smelly little beggar, which would make people laugh all over the world.

    Without thinking about it, he jumped up and jumped several meters high. With the momentum of pressing the top of Mount Tai, he stabbed Yang Xuan.

    "Overestimate your strength!"

    Yang Xuan''s eyes looked like a cold star. He drank violently and stepped on the ground with his feet. He took the initiative to burst up and rush away. His arms spread out like an eagle hitting the sky. His actions were fierce and domineering.

    "Boom!"

    His right arm was bulging with green tendons, and his fist burst out. The surging force was like a volcanic eruption. He collided heavily with the long knife in the man''s hand, and a deafening muffled sound broke out.

    "Poof"

    The man holding the knife, like being struck by lightning, couldn''t stop the torrential force of Yang Xuan. The long knife in his hand was shocked by Yang Xuan''s fist. The whole man sprayed blood wildly, flew out, broke many big trees beside the official road and fell to the ground.

    Everything happened in the room of lightning and flint. As soon as the people present returned to their senses, they saw Yang Xuan jump out and pursue the past.

    "Little beast, damn you..."

    With a fierce roar, the man with the knife was about to get up. Yang Xuan flew in the air like a fierce beast, and then fell with one foot and stepped on his chest.

    Hearing the bang, the earth cracked and a piece of flying sand and stones. The man with the knife suddenly lay on his back and couldn''t get up again. He was trampled under his feet by Yang Xuan. His nose and mouth were bleeding and his body couldn''t move any more.

    Yang Xuan''s power is too terrible. Even if he doesn''t use magic, his physical power is more than 3000 kilograms, which is enough to kill ordinary people in Ningyuan territory.

    With the loud bang, the people present were stunned. No one thought that the man with the knife was actually trampled on the ground by Yang Xuan, a beggar boy.

    In the audience, only the leader of the horse thief, that is, the middle-aged man whose cultivation reached the seventh heaven of the yuan realm, was calm, but his eyes also showed a little surprise.

    Yang Xuan''s strength is beyond his imagination.

    But this is not the time to be surprised. Seeing his men trampled by Yang Xuan, he looked cold and shouted, "boy, stop."

    "You count that onion. Let me stop."

    Yang Xuan disdained to smile, ignored the anger of the middle-aged man, looked down with his big hand, clasped the man with the knife around his neck and lifted him up.

    "You, how dare you kill me?" the man with the knife was terrified and struggled, but Yang Xuan was so powerful that he grabbed his neck. He just felt a sense of suffocation sweeping through his body and couldn''t make much effort at all.

    "Why don''t I dare to kill you?"

    Yang Xuan picked his eyebrows, and his big hand suddenly worked hard. The man with the knife immediately turned red and groaned: "no, don''t kill me, spare my life..."

    "Die!" the cold light flashed in Yang Xuan''s eyes. Without mercy, he pinched his neck with a click, and then threw his body in front of the middle-aged man.

    "The second leader is dead. No, it''s impossible. How is this possible?"

    A group of horse thieves screamed. Their hands and feet were cold and their faces showed incredible fear. The second leader was the first expert except the leader. Their cultivation reached the four heavy heaven of Ningyuan territory. How could they be killed by a young boy named huazi in the blink of an eye.

    "Is this true?" Feng Chong and others were also shocked and stared at Yang Xuan. Yang Xuan was obviously a little beggar in his clothes, but now it gave them a feeling of being extremely tall, like a murderous God standing proudly in the world. They couldn''t imagine how strong Yang Xuan was.

    "You, you dare to kill me!" the middle-aged man was angry. Yang Xuangang scolded him. He was already very angry. Now he saw the man with a knife die under his own eyes, and his anger immediately climbed to the limit.

    He stared at Yang Xuan, his eyes exploding.

    "The murderer always kills people. If you don''t want to die, you''d better not provoke me." Yang Xuan shrugged. He doesn''t want to kill, but he won''t show mercy if the other party really wants to die. For him, killing is like killing pigs and dogs, and there won''t be any waves in his heart.

    "Arrogance!"

    The middle-aged man erupted with anger.

    "People are not frivolous. You''d better not do it, or you will die."

    Yang Xuan was very strong. He stared at the middle-aged man with a cold light in his eyes.

    "Ha ha, kill me. What a big breath."

    The middle-aged man laughed angrily. His name was ma Mingkong. He had robbed his family on Xingchen island for many years. He had not seen arrogant people, but he had never met a boy as arrogant as Yang Xuan.

    "If you don''t believe it, you can try it."

    Yang Xuan smiled coldly, and his eyes were colder. He had felt Ma Mingkong''s killing intention and knew that the other party would definitely do it.

    "Just try. When I''m afraid you won''t succeed?"

    Ma Mingkong roared angrily. Suddenly he pulled his bow and shot an arrow at Tang Mang, as fast as lightning.

    "Break it for me."

    Yang Xuan drank wildly, his muscles were bulging, and his strength was like a flash flood. He poured all his strength into his right arm and blew out with one fist, exerting the Jiuji collapse of seven strength.

    "Bang!"

    With a bang, the arrow was as fragile as paper paste. It was blasted by Yang Xuanshi''s heavy fist and turned into fly ash.

    "One punch destroyed my arrow!"

    Ma Mingkong sucked cold breath in his mouth and was shocked on his face. Although his arrow didn''t use much energy, it was also enough to kill ordinary people in Ningyuan territory, but it was smashed by a young boy like Yang Xuan.

    In particular, Yang Xuan''s whole body has no vitality fluctuation. The punch just now completely depends on the physical strength, which is incredible in Ma Mingkong''s view. He can''t imagine how strong Yang Xuan''s physical body is.

    Ma Mingkong was shocked. The horse thieves behind him and Feng Chong and others were not surprised?

    People are like ghosts in the daytime. Their eyes are wide. They all think whether they have an illusion.

    "Didn''t you eat? Why are you like a woman? The arrows you shot are weak."

    Yang Xuan stood in the same place, sneered, and his eyes became more and more fierce. With his current physical strength supplemented by Jiuji collapse, he was enough to kill ordinary Ningyuan territory experts.

    Ma Ming''s anger burned wildly in the hollow. He just noticed Yang Xuan''s cold eyes. There was a trace of coldness in his heart. There was an illusion that Yang Xuan was not a teenager, but a unique strong man who had experienced many battles.

    After taking a deep breath, he tried to eliminate the emotion in his heart and asked, "boy, who are you?"

    Now, if he regarded Yang Xuan as a beggar again, he would be a fool.

    "Hey, hey, didn''t I just say that? I''m just a passer-by."

    "Passers by!?"

    Ma Mingkong frowned. Yang xuanyue didn''t report his origin. He was more afraid. Although he thought he was going all out to kill Yang Xuan, he was afraid of the forces behind Yang Xuan and didn''t want to offend Yang Xuan.

    In his opinion, Yang Xuan can have such powerful strength at a young age. He must come from a big source. If he kills Yang Xuan, it will certainly bring great disaster.

    Since his debut, Ma Mingkong has been killing people like hemp, but he has always been looking for soft persimmons. He will never offend people with a deep background, because if he offends that kind of people, he will never be able to gain a foothold on Xingchen island from now on.

    As for escaping from Star Island, he didn''t think about it.

    The reason is very simple. The sea area around Xingchen island is vast, and there are countless monsters in the sea, and there are many pirates who rob their homes everywhere. I''m afraid he won''t live long even if he leaves Xingchen island.

    The thought flickered. Ma Mingkong resisted the killing intention in his heart, waved to Yang Xuan and said, "boy, I recognize the planting today. Go."

    "Shoot me an arrow and you want to forget it?" Yang Xuan felt very funny and didn''t mean to leave at all.

    "What do you want?" Ma Mingkong''s face became gloomy. He was not ready to revenge. Unexpectedly, Yang Xuan was still so aggressive, and a burst of anger surged in his heart.

    "It''s easy to kill you." Yang Xuan always has gratitude and revenge. Since Ma Mingkong shot him an arrow, of course he wants a tooth for a tooth and an eye for an eye.

    While talking, he raised his feet and walked slowly towards Ma Mingkong.