Legend of the Asura

Chapter 676, Simon's Difficulties

Before reaching the destination, Yang Aotian finally walked down from the car and walked forward with a black air and a cold face. Before the Ximen family was a large lawn. The position where he passed, the original green grass was withered at an alarming rate. He was discovered when he first entered the Ximen territory, and immediately two people greeted him.

Simon's madness continually slams in the roaring sound and can pick up things in the room. For those who know that Ximen is violent and tempered, they have already seen it. This is already the fourth day of his continuous madness.

Everything in his reincarnation of the world is gone, and all of it is gone. I was ridiculed by everyone, and I was scolded by my father. Even when I saw him, I was fascinated with such a little gloating, and all this was because of his hatred of Yang Aotian. Ever since he ruined all of him, these days, he dreams every night that he will dream of a deadly Yang Aotian cutting his throat with a terrible sickle. Every time, he will be awakened from his dreams. The whole body is cold sweat.

This mental torture made him crazy, he could only vent in various ways.

boom! The potted plant at the door of the house was also thrown to the ground by his hatred. The Simon madness finally exhausted, and sat down on the ground and gasped. After quietly, he suddenly heard the noise outside.

The door was pushed open and a man sneaked in with some panic. Simon squinted and snarled: "I found Yang Aotian, I want to make him a thousand!!"

The man shook his head subconsciously, then quickly nodded: "We have not found him... but Yang Aotian himself came, and..."

"What!?" Simon jumped from the ground, then rushed to his bed and took out a gun under the pillow, rushing out to the door.

From the front door to the door, a large group of people gathered together and looked at the angry face of Yang Aotian with a look of horror. Every time he took a step, they would follow a step back. Behind Yang Aotian, there are already a dozen people who have been covered in black air. They only saw Yang Ao’s hand wave, and these people fell straight in the black air.

"Hand over Simon, who stopped me, who died." He stepped forward step by step, and the low voice in his mouth made them straightforward from head to toe.

"Two young masters... Two young masters become monsters." A housekeeper who was responsible for watching the door shook and said.

None of these people think so, his appearance, the blackness of his body, and the horror of his hand. He is not a monster now.

"Two young masters, don't force us, we..." A middle-aged man with a gun in his hand said violently, although Yang Aotian had mercilessly killed more than a dozen people close to him, but they still did not dare to shoot. Because he has been expelled from the Ximen family, but after all, is the birth son of the owner, the former Master Simon.

"Fast, go and call the owner." A Simon's family shouted as he stepped back. Without the orders of the homeowners, whoever dare not make decisions privately.

The situation is so stalemate, no one dares to approach Yang Aotian, Yang Aotian has not taken the initiative, so step by step forward approaching, the dead face is indifferently cold. He finally waited for this day, and he finally had the ability to recover his blood debt.

Finally, with the cry of "the home is coming", the crowds of heavy relief quickly let the road open, and Ximenye looked gloomy and hurriedly took two people to come over. He shouted loudly before he approached: "You This beast, actually dare to come back..."

When he saw Yang Aotian clearly, his voice was hard to stop, showing a blank face.

Yang Aotian’s footsteps finally stopped because he finally saw the man who had been called by him for more than a decade.

"Hand over Simon's madness, otherwise, I will kill you until you hand him over." The indifferent face appeared a murderous murder, and the appearance of Ximenye made his heart suffocate, no more patience. Waiting.

"Bee, arrogant!" Simon said with a sullen face, suddenly saw a dozen bodies lying behind Yang Aotian, the heart was even more angry under the horror. "Take him to me!" Simon's hands and hands, the two people behind him faceless expression, steady pace, sharp eyes, heavy momentum all prove that they are definitely masters, very It may have been an elite among special forces. An old housekeeper said quickly: "Don't be close to the second young master, close to him will die!"

The eyes of the two men were obviously disfigured. They shot at the same time, and the body suddenly jumped more than two meters high. One left and one right grabbed Yang Aotian. Yang Aotian did not avoid it, and reached out to their bodies.

The hands of the two men, like the talons, caught a shoulder of Yang Aotian, but they were shocked to find that they had caught a hard iron and shook their fingers. And Yang Aotian’s hand was caught on their neck with a strange angle.

"Hey!"

The fragility of the two bones broke, and the necks of the two men were broken by hard, and Yang Aotian waved his face with a gloomy face and opened their bodies.

The people of Ximen’s family all turned back a few steps, and they held down their necks with their hands. The screams of horror could not be heard. Simon's eyes narrowed and shivered and reached out to point to Yang Aotian, but he said a word.

"Get out of the way, let me go!!"

A violent amnesty broke the dead silence, Simon violently crowded the crowd, and then saw Yang Aotian at a glance, Yang Aotian also saw him, and the face of death suddenly showed horrible embarrassment.

"Yang Aotian, I can't find you, you actually sent it to the door. It's really good, oh..." Simon smirked and smiled, then raised his pistol.

"The young master!" an old butler shouted subconsciously.

"The madman stopped!" Ximenye, who responded, immediately shouted.

boom! boom! boom! boom!

Four loud gunshots, under such a close distance, all four bullets were all hit on Yang Aotian, and all were on the chest.

Yang Aotian's expression solidified, but the body did not fall. After the gunshots fell, some people sighed and shook their heads, and some people took a long sigh of relief.

Ximenye sighed shortly: "Frenzy, although he has ruined everything in your reincarnation regardless of his brother's affection, he is your brother after all, how can you hand your own..."

Ping Ping Ping Ping, Yang Aotian's body still did not fall, four bullets fell from his body, falling on the marble floor to make a crisp sound, but also fell on their hearts, let them be amazed.

Simon stunned his body twice, and his eyes widened in horror. He raised his pistol again and madly shot at his face...

Oh...

Ping ping ping...

Yang Aotian's clothes were shot out of one hole after another, revealing the gray-yellow skin without any damage. He has the power of the **** of death. This power exists as a carrier of the soul and gives the body a terrible ability. When he enters and exits two worlds, this power will also enter and exit the two worlds with his soul.

Above the earth, there is a real death.

The bullet was finally finished, and the gun in Simon's mad hand fell to the ground, his face became surprisingly pale, as if he saw the most terrible demons in the world. And the people present are not scared to tremble with their legs... Monsters, real monsters, he is not afraid of bullets... No, this is a dream, it must be a ridiculous dream!

Ximen wild is generally shocked to see this completely strange son.

Yang Aotian finally shot, with a sly smile, his hand swayed in the direction of Simon's madness.

Like being smashed into the head, Simon mad in the middle of a screaming scream, and then, as the shackled pull, generally rolled to the position where Yang Aotian was, and he was stepping on his feet.

"What are you doing! Let go of the madness!" Ximen wild was shocked and stunned, and he was about to rush to Yang Aotian, but he was dragged by the slave. Yang Aotian sneered, his feet slowly lifted, and then fell sharply.

The sound of "嚓" was crisp, and Yang Aotian’s squat stepped on the left wrist of Ximen’s madness, bringing the horrible sound of Ximen’s madness, which was enough to break his left hand bone. .

"Frenzy!" This foot is like stepping on the heart of Ximenye. He makes a sorrow and growls and screams: "You are still standing and doing this, killing this ruin... Saving the mad!!"

Yang Aotian fell down again, stepping on his arm and enjoying the cracking of the bones and the screams of Simon. What Ximen Wild almost couldn't believe was that no one had tried to save Ximen Mania. Some of them may not be afraid of death, but absolutely no one knows that they are going to die in vain, because Yang Aotian is not afraid of bullets. What do they take to save? This is not an era of war, home slaves, guards, they are nothing but survival in Ximen, and several people will make fun of their own lives. Those who died in Yang Aotian’s hands have already set an example for them.

"You waste!!" Simon's gnashing teeth.

An old butler finally stood up and pleaded and said: "Two young masters, please let the young master go. Although he used to be with you, he is your brother."

"Brothers?" Yang Aotian slowly turned his head and said stiffly: "That is really a good brother... It’s so good~~"

"Hey!" Another step was to step on it, squatting on the left chest of Simon's madness. A blood spurted out in the mouth of Simon's mouth, his eyes bulging, and even the screams did not come out. At the same time, under the influence of Yang Aotian's death, his life was being deprived bit by bit, and every part of the whole body was like a knife.

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