Demon-killing Enlightenment

Mu Yang had no intention of going deeper into the tunnel, as there might be some ambush inside.

Looking at the wounds on his body left by killing the resentful spirit, Mu Yang also thought of the excuse for Daqiang's murder.

He reported that a group of people found the door open and went down to investigate. Everyone tried their best to kill the ghost, and in the end he was the only survivor.

This time Yang Zhao will have to benefit, Mu Yang thought.

The five people who died were originally assassinated by Daqiang, but Mu Yang had to conceal it in order to keep his secret, which indirectly helped Yang Zhao clear the name.

We can't move at the scene. We have to wait for Hu Qian and others to come and confirm it.

But Mu Yang was not sure what was happening on the other side of the tunnel. If someone came to destroy the scene, he would not be able to explain it clearly.

Mu Yang sighed and decided to go to the other side of the tunnel to take a look.

After collecting the fluorite, the tunnel was dark again. Mu Yang continued to grope forward in the tunnel.

After walking for a long time, Mu Yang finally arrived at the entrance of the tunnel.

This is outside the city to the north of Yangcheng. It is surrounded by trees and extremely quiet.

When Daqiang died, he stared at this side intently. Could there be someone outside the city who could save him? Mu Yang wondered in his heart.

Mu Yang is now a bit like a frightened bird. He will be careful and cautious if anyone appears again.

Suddenly, Mu Yang heard someone talking in the distance.

Mu Yang bent down and slowly moved closer, and indeed he saw two people.

Yang Zhao and Yang Xin.

Two people stood in an open space, and Yang Xin held a piece of fluorite in his hand.

"Brother, who else are we waiting for here besides Brother Qiang?" Yang Xin asked Yang Zhao in a low voice. It was obvious that he was a little timid to leave Yangcheng at night.

"Don't ask so many questions. He is just a very awesome and mysterious man." Yang Zhao answered Yang Xin impatiently.

"Brother, if grandfather finds out that we sneaked out like this, he will give us another scolding." Yang Xin was still frightened of the Yang family's rules.

"It's okay, Xiao Xin. If grandpa finds out, big brother will take the blame for you." Yang Zhao comforted Yang Xin with a meaningful look in his eyes.

Seeing that Yang Xin had calmed down, Yang Zhao said, "Xiao Xin, Brother Qiang may come with a vengeful spirit. Don't be afraid. Don't make any noise. Big Brother will kill it with Brother Qiang."

"Okay, I understand. But Big Brother and Brother Qiang are both in the middle stage of Qi Awakening Realm. Can the two of them defeat the resentful spirit?" Yang Xin asked.

"It's okay. The vengeful spirit is very weak and doesn't even know how to hide. It's easy to kill it." Yang Zhao said.

Hearing this, Mu Yang was extremely angry. It was indeed Yang Zhao's conspiracy.

And after listening to the conversation between the two brothers, Mu Yang realized that killing him tonight was only part of Yang Zhao's plan. There would be something more important later, and the two of them were waiting.

Mu Yang stared at the two brothers intently, wanting to see what other tricks Yang Zhao would come up with.

Everything was quiet, without a breath of wind, and the Yang brothers stood there alone.

In this quiet night, a soul-stirring laugh was heard in the darkness, "Hehehe, Young Master Yang really kept his promise and only brought one person with him. How is it, are Daqiang and that vengeful spirit still useful?"

The Yang brothers were frightened by the sudden laughter and quickly looked in the direction where the laughter came from.

Mu Yang bent his body even lower. This laughter made Mu Yang alert and a bad premonition arose in his heart.

Yang Zhao couldn't see the person who was speaking, but he bowed in the direction of the voice.

"Yang Zhao has met Mr. Xu. Brother Qiang and the vengeful spirit are very useful. Thank you Mr. Xu for your help." Yang Zhao said seriously. Even though he didn't know what the result was with Daqiang, he still thanked him.

"Hehehe, Daqiang has been lurking in Yangcheng for many years. From now on, let him do some shady things for you so that Young Master Yang can become the head of the Yang family as soon as possible." Mr. Xu said in the shadows.

"Thank you, Mr. Xu." Yang Zhao bowed again. He knew very well how powerful Mr. Xu was, so he did not dare to neglect him at all.

The shadow didn't hesitate and continued, "Who did you bring here?"

When Yang Zhao saw Mr. Xu asking about Yang Xin, he quickly pulled Yang Xin to his side and said, "This is Yang Xin, in the early stage of Qi Awakening, fourteen years old, and a direct descendant of the Yang family."

After listening to Yang Zhao's introduction, the person in the shadows walked out.

Mu Yang didn't even dare to breathe too hard at this time. His intuition told him that this person was definitely not someone to be trifled with.

A thin, hunched old man walked out of the shadows. The dim fluorite light could not illuminate his face. But judging from his figure, he was already very old.

Mr. Xu walked around Yang Xin, looked him up and down and said, "Well, it's barely okay. Have you thought it through?" Then he looked at Yang Zhao.

Yang Zhao seemed to have made some kind of decision. He suddenly knelt down, clasped his fists towards the old man and said, "Please give me the sword, Mr. Xu."

"Hehehe, good, it's exactly like my temper. I don't care about my relatives and will do anything to get what I want." The old man said with satisfaction.

After saying that, the old man took out a sword shining with blood from behind him and handed it to Yang Zhao.

"I don't need to tell you what to do, right? I'm here beside you, just do it." The old man continued.

Yang Zhao took the blood sword, his eyes full of greed, like a miser who values ​​money more than his life seeing a rare treasure. He reached out and stroked the sword, his nose already pressed against the blade, like a sex maniac admiring a beautiful body.

"Let's get started." The old man reminded Yang Zhao who was immersed in admiring the blood sword.

Yang Zhao suddenly woke up, stood up with his sword in hand, lowered his head and said nothing.

Yang Xin, who had witnessed all this, was already too frightened to speak. Seeing Yang Zhao not moving, he stepped forward and touched Yang Zhao's arm, "Brother, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me, I want to go home earlier..."

Yang Xin's words came to an abrupt end because Yang Zhao's bloody sword had already pierced into his heart.

Yang Xin's hand tightly grasped Yang Zhao's arm, his eyes fixed on Yang Zhao's face. He couldn't believe that his own cousin would actually draw his sword and kill him.

Yang Zhao looked at Yang Xin's face with his eyes open, and he no longer felt any guilt. He reached out and pushed Yang Xin's forehead, causing him to fall down.

The blood sword was pulled out from Yang Xin's heart. It was covered with blood and looked extremely bright under the light of the slowly extinguished fluorite.

Yang Zhao did not dare to hesitate, he knelt down with the sword in hand and said to the old man, "Please help, Mr. Xu."

"Hehehe, well done. Young people like you have a bright future. Let me help you." After the old man said this, a yellow light with a hint of blood appeared on his body.

Qi Condensation Realm!

Mu Yang, who was peeking, immediately saw the old man's realm.

It’s just that this old man’s Qi Condensation Realm is different from Yang Heng’s. There is a particularly strong blood energy mixed in his spiritual energy, and no one knows why.

The light surrounded Yang Zhao and the dead Yang Xin. The aura became stronger and stronger. In the end, Mu Yang could not tell what was happening inside.

After a long time, the light faded, and Yang Zhao stood there intact. But Yang Xin's body turned into a mummy.

Yang Zhao couldn't wait to look at the sword in his hand, only to see that the sword was glowing with more blood and a faint aura of transcendence emanated from it.

When Yang Zhao saw that the blood sword was ready, he immediately knelt down and kowtowed to the old man.

"Thank you very much Mr. Xu for your help. Thank you very much Mr. Xu for your help." At this moment, Yang Zhao was as pious as he could be.

"Young Master Yang, no, Master Yang. I have helped you fulfill your wish. I hope Master Yang will not forget to help my Hu family win the position of city lord." The old man said respectfully.