Unparalleled Crazy Young System

"Who are you? You can be the master of the Yang family?"

Ye Hao looked at the old man.

The old man looked like a dead tree with roots, but his aura was like a spear that had fought for many years. Although it was rusty, his upright aura remained unchanged.

"This is the old butler of my Yang family. Senior Xue Yong, nearly a hundred years old. He used to rely on a dragon-patterned spear in his hand to be a resounding figure from the feudal Kanto period. He was appreciated by the old Patriarch of the Yang family at that time and gave him his surname. housekeeper."

"Lao Xue has followed three generations of Patriarch, and in our Yang family, he counts."

Yang Tai clasped fists and bowed to Old Xue, and Yang Yanhua and Yang Hai also clasped fists and bowed.

The other Yang family heirs also saluted, it can be seen that they really respect the old housekeeper.

"Little brother. Are you satisfied with my disposal?" Old Xue looked at Ye Hao.

Ye Hao glanced at Yang Hai: "Then what if I kill him within ten moves."

Both Yang Tai and Yang Yanhua's faces changed slightly.

Yang Hai was angry and clenched his fists.

"If you kill him, it's also his godson's help, and he deserves it! Yang Hai, you can object." Xue Lao asked Yang Hai.

Yang Hai said directly: "It's okay. I don't believe it anymore, this little boy can kill me within ten moves!"

"Okay. Come here, please come and watch Yang Hai's family and wife! This competition is life and death. After ten moves, all grievances will be ended!"

"Understood!"

A gleam in Xue Lao's eyes.

"Understand, come here, take my Yang's gun!" Yang Hai shouted.

Ye Hao squeezed his neck: "Then today, don't blame my subordinates for being merciless!"

Both sides are full of fighting spirit.

Soon, Yang Hai's wife and children came.

They had already heard about it on their way here.

Yang Xiaolian and Yang Ji have different worries from her mother.

The fat man Yang Ji was eating potato chips there, as if watching a good show.

His sister Yang Xiaolian exclaimed even more excitedly there.

"I didn't expect that little Nizi would have such an arrogant brother."

"Father. He taught that hairy boy severely. It really gave him the courage to come to our Yang family to go wild, without asking who our Yang family is!"

Yang Xiaolian's mother glared at her reproachfully, and Yang Xiaolian was a little restrained.

"Sure enough, it's a family, and the look of no one is basically the same." Ye Hao sneered at Yang Xiaolian who was on the side, and looked at Yang Hai who was already holding Yang's gun at the moment.

"My daughter, you don't need to talk nonsense. After ten strokes, you will show me where I come from and where to go back!" Yang Hai pointed his gun at Ye Hao.

Ye Hao sneered, he took back the flying knife floating in the air.

"You said, if I personally beat you to death in front of your daughter, will it cause any shadow to her. Maybe not, after all, she will cause a lot of shadows to others."

As soon as the voice fell, Ye Hao's nine-yang internal force merged into his legs.

His body appeared behind Yang Hai in the next moment.

What a fast speed!

Yang Hai didn't have time to turn around, so he could only use the gun body behind him to resist Ye Hao's attack.

Kicked Yang Hai's gun.

The gun body slammed into Yang Hai's body under the tremendous momentum, and his body rushed forward because of inertia.

"Second trick!"

Ye Hao's voice rang in Yang Hai's ears. He had appeared in front of Yang Hai from behind Yang Hai.

The hitting knife slashed towards Yang Hai's neck.

Yang Hai's arm meridians swelled, and he gritted his teeth and aimed at Ye Hao's palm, piercing the spearhead.

"Look at the gun!"

Facing Yang Hai's silver spear head, Ye Hao didn't even mean to evade, and the hand knife continued forward.

Between the electric light and flint, Ye Hao's hand knife wrapped in golden and red aura unexpectedly split the Yang family spear in Yang Hai's hand!

Split the Yang's gun in half!

Yang Hai stepped back in surprise.

"The third trick!"

Ye Hao's figure appeared in front of Yang Hai, Ye Hao squatted, his right fist swept out with golden red air.

Without weapons in his hands, Yang Hai could only resist with his arms.

When Ye Hao's fist and Yang Hai's arms collided, only the sound of bones breaking.

Kaz

Yang Hai flew upside down like a flying kite.

"It's not over yet! The fourth trick!"

Ye Hao couldn't stop at this speed. He reappeared behind Yang Hai, who was flying upside down, and kicked Yang Hai's abdomen.

At this moment, Yang Hai had no ability to resist. Under Ye Hao's heavy blow, his body rose into the sky.

"Fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth!"

Facing Yang Hai who was venting into the air and vomiting blood, Ye Hao's fist hit him without stopping.

With fists to the flesh, he can clearly hear the sound of his bones cracking.

The Yang family members who watched the battle in the distance were all stunned, and at the same time they clenched their weapons and wanted to rush forward.

In front of his Yang family mansion, the Yang family was beaten in such a way, and the anger in their hearts was hard to calm down.

But Old Xue had something to say first, and no one was allowed to intervene within ten moves.

"Dad...Dad..." Yang Xiaolian didn't have the arrogant arrogance she had before, she couldn't believe it and looked at her father who was beaten by the wind in a storm.

She grew up with only one concept in her mind.

Her father is very strong. In the Yang family, except for the elders of the Patriarch, he must give him face.

She can get what she wants. Since she went to school, no one can disobey her will.

Even when she was in junior high school, she injured a child in a boxing gym in another place, and the other parent came to the door.

With just three punches and two kicks, her father beat them to the knees and begged for mercy. From then on, the kid in the boxing gym offered her tea and water every day and was beaten by running errands.

It seemed that as long as her father was there, there would be nothing she Yang Xiaolian couldn't do.

Even if she went to high school in Beijing, her father had told her that there were always people who could not provoke her.

In the first year of high school, she was fairly honest, but she found that even in the capital, no one dared to provoke her.

Because she is the heir of the Yang family of Shi Luohui.

Even the principal of the school greeted her when she saw her.

But this time, her father became the one who was beaten, and had no power to fight back, just like the one beaten by his father back then.

The younger brother Yang Ji next to him, the snack in his hand had fallen on the ground, his eyes were stunned, and his legs were shaking.

Mother had already knelt on the ground, if it hadn't been for the Yang family attendant to stop her, she would have rushed up.

"No... don't fight anymore." The mother burst into tears, just like the man's wife.

Yang Xiaolian still remembered asking the woman to kowtow to herself at the time.

"Ninth trick!"

Ye Hao swept across Yang Hai's abdomen with a single blow. Yang Hai hit the ground, and the ground collapsed.

Yang Hai's limbs were twisted and deformed, his face was even more bloody, and his teeth were broken.

At this moment, his blood-shrouded eyes were really full of fear, which was the horror of death.

At this moment Ye Hao had red eyes, he seemed to see Su Xiaoxiao who was being bullied.

"Tenth trick!"

Ye Hao raised his right fist, the golden and red aura on the fist seemed to condense into shape.

Golden right hand physique blessing.

10% blessing of Vengeance Aura.

The blessing of the blood physique.

The blessing of Nine Suns Magical Art!

Bengshan fist!

This punch, everyone who saw it felt fear.

"No! Yang Hai is going to die with this punch!" Yang Tai exclaimed!

At the beginning, it was this punch with almost the same power, which made Yang Tai unable to parry, causing him to be injured.

He was still a pseudo-innate, and only Yang Hai in the late stage of Qi Refining Realm could stop him!

At this moment, time seems to have stopped. Everyone watched Ye Hao's fist drop little by little.