Chapter 212 The Beast Is Out of the Cage (Long Chapter, Please Vote)

Before the Yang family's father and son could decide whether to go back to the pavilion, make a pot of tea and wait slowly, or just stand and wait for Yang Erlang to come back...

Yang Ge came back carrying a burly man with the pseudonym Jambudur.

The two men took a closer look and saw that Jambudur, who was showing off his power just now, like a wolf and a tiger, was now being held by Yang Ge with one hand like a little chicken. His two strong thighs were as soft as wicker. It was still floating in the wind, but all the joints around his body had been removed, especially his arms, which were twisted directly behind him.

If you look closely, you will see that this guy has already fainted...

"Uncle, I've caused you trouble again."

Yang Ge landed, first apologized to Yang Yinghao, and then casually threw a shiny mutton-fat jade pendant to Yang Tiansheng: "This guy went out with neither weapons nor money, so he just brought such a gadget... …I’ll pay you for the pavilion!”

Yang Yinghao: "It's not troublesome to say it's troublesome, but it's just an outsider!"

Yang Tiansheng: "Enough is enough, I can still make a small fortune..."

The two men talked to each other and came up to Yang Ge, looking at Jambudur who had fainted with fear.

Although this guy didn't do anything after entering the door, just by the intensity of his true energy when he fled, they could tell that even if this guy wasn't a grandmaster, he was at least a top figure at the level of Qixiong!

Such a person who can make a good career in the world could not escape from Yang Erlang's hands for dozens of breaths!

It was also at this time that Yang Yinghao suddenly understood why his gangster looked down on the leader... Anyone who saw the leader's level of power every two days was beaten like a dead dog by Yang Erlang. It's hard to feel awe for a top expert of the leader's level, right?

"Just kill me!"

Yang Tiansheng looked up at Yang Ge and asked in confusion: "Why did you bring this guy back? What a shame!"

Yang Ge glanced at Yang Tiansheng in surprise, always feeling that something was not right, but for a while he couldn't figure out what was wrong, so he had to reply: "This guy came to our house to look for me. , I can't kill him here, the Five Poison Sect can't do anything to me, and will spread evil fire on our family. You and Uncle Yang are not afraid, but your aunt and little sister can't get involved in Jianghu affairs. "

Yang Yinghao was very happy and pointed at Yang Ge and said to Yang Tiansheng: "Look at what Erlang did, how careful he was, and then look at yourself. After so many years of wandering in the rivers and lakes, the two armies are fighting, and the envoys are not killed. Don’t you know the rules?”

Yang Tiansheng rubbed his forehead and said inexplicably: "I think it makes no difference! Even if you take this guy to another place to kill him, doesn't the debt still have to be calculated on our family?"

Yang Ge nodded: "That's the truth, so I'm going to take this guy back to their lair and kill him with one knife in front of everyone in the Five Poison Sect... I've already arrived in front of their formation, what tricks do they have? You can just come here, but you can't say that Yang Ge can't afford it and carry out a sneak attack, right?"

Yang Yinghao:......

Yang Tiansheng:......

‘Then the Five Poison Sect really thanks you for being so disciplined! ’

The two of them thought of it at the same time.

"Uncle, my nephew has been harassing me for so long, it's time to say goodbye."

Yang Ge threw Jambudur aside like garbage, and bowed to Yang Yinghao with his palms: "Thank you and aunt for your hospitality. If you have time in the future, you may want to take your little sister to Luting to stay for a while. Luting is now The development is also very good. People from all over the world gather together, and there is no curfew. It is lively every day..."

"Seeing outsiders, seeing outsiders!"

Yang Yinghao was so shocked by his bow that his eyelids jumped. He hurriedly stepped forward to help him and said, "This is Erlang's home. When you are tired, come back and stay for a while. Your aunt and I will welcome you home at any time!" "

Yang Tiansheng also said: "Are you in such a hurry? Why don't you leave after eating?"

Yang Ge shook his head: "No, this guy definitely didn't come alone. The longer I stay at home, the greater the relationship between you will be. It's better to go there earlier. I just happened to have gained a little in the past few days of seclusion. Go find him." Then Laodeng verified it.”

Yang Tiansheng was stunned and said excitedly: "Huh? Why did you gain a little bit again?"

Yang Yinghao looked at his eldest son in confusion... Wasn't it just that he had gained a little from seclusion? What are you so excited about?

"Hi."

Yang Ge made a decisive move: "In seclusion, there must be some gains, right? If I don't gain anything, then why should I be in seclusion?"

Yang Tiansheng sighed speechlessly, and felt the same as Lei Hong in his heart: 'Living with such a pervert for the rest of your life will be the tragedy of all martial arts practitioners in the world! ’

Yang Ge patted his shoulder: "It's a good practice, spend more time with my aunt and little sister, and don't go out to cause trouble. Next time I encounter a good sword, I will get it for you!"

Yang Tiansheng rolled his eyes and was too lazy to pay attention to him.

Yang Ge laughed horribly, and finally gave Yang Yinghao another fist pump: "Uncle, thank my aunt for me, say goodbye to my little sister, and see you in the world, uncle and nephew!"

He regarded Yang Yinghao as his elder, but Yang Yinghao didn't dare to give him any credit. He cupped his fists and said, "Have a good trip, Erlang!"

Yang Ge nodded, stretched out his hand to grab Jambudur who was unconscious on the ground, turned around and jumped up: "Let's go!"

The next second, there was only a "clang" sound, and a black light soared into the sky from the rockery quiet room in the center of the lotus pond. In the black light, a sheathed sword kept colliding with the scabbard while flying. , like a frustrated puppy: 'Hey, the one flying in front, you forgot to take your knife, you forgot to take your knife...'

On the ground, the two men moved their heads in unison to watch the Lengyue sword flying to the southwest after Yang Ge.

Yang Yinghao swallowed his saliva and poked his eldest son: "Er smash, haven't you mastered that one move of eight swords flying at once?"

Yang Tiansheng hesitated to speak: 'When you compare me with that pervert, do you think too highly of me, or do you think too little of that pervert? ’

…

After having the dark history of working all the way from Luting to Guangxi last time, Yang Ge could no longer believe his feelings. He flew southwest along the road he took last time, landing from time to time to look for pedestrians. After correcting the direction, we finally made it back to Longhu Mountain from Fengyang smoothly.

With a sense of ceremony, he chose the place where he dug a hole to bury himself last time. He wanted to learn how to act like a young man and get up from where he fell. Thirty years of Hedong , Thirty years in Hexi, don’t bully young people into poverty...

Unexpectedly, he carried the obstructive Jambudur and walked around the mountain forest several times, but failed to find the hole he dug, so he stopped and pretended that the great cause of starting a business collapsed halfway.

He sighed and shook his head, slowly releasing his suppressed breath.

He saw a clear black and white but tangled beam of light rising from his body into the sky and going straight into Qingming.

In an instant, clouds surged, wind blew, and the mountains and forests for dozens of miles rustled!

Ten breaths later, a ray of blue light stretched out from the direction of Longhu Mountain like a purple beam across the sea, and headed straight towards Yang Ge.

Yang Ge remained motionless, staring directly at the oncoming green light. His majestic aura condensed into an invisible blade in front of him, cutting through the biting wind.

The green light dissipated, and an old man with a bright head, wearing a gray gown, and a large ball of food stains on his chest, stood ten feet away in front of Yang Ge with his hands behind his back. The boss looked at Yang Ge unhappily: "Little kid, you don't know what's going on." , I cherished my talent before and let you go, how dare you push forward and invade the gate of my Tianshi Mansion again? "

Yang Ge looked at the old man in shock: "What? Did you let me go before? I thought you were too old and toothless to chew on my hard bone!"

The bright-headed old man snorted in displeasure and reprimanded: "Sharp teeth and sharp mouth!"

Yang Ge shook Yanfu Tu, who had been knocked unconscious many times by him in his hand, and gestured to him: "Should we chat for a few words first and then fight, or should we chat after the fight?"

The old man frowned and responded calmly: "What's the difference?"

Yang Ge thought for a while and replied honestly: "It seems there is no difference. If you don't win over an old turtle like you who relies on his old age and sells his old age, you must not be willing to talk properly... Do you still want this person? No. I’ll crush it to death!”

The old man with a bright head replied softly without changing his expression: "It's up to you, but if you pinch him to death, you won't be able to escape from here alive today..."

"Click."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Ge broke Jambudur's neck with an expressionless expression: "You said you, we were having a good conversation, why did you threaten me?"

The bright old man on the other side shrank his pupils slightly when he saw this, and immediately smiled. For the first time, emotion appeared on his youthful face without a trace of wrinkles.

"Okay, okay..."

He smiled and slowly took out his hands from behind his back: "If I remember correctly, this is the second time you have killed someone in front of me."

"I have a good memory."

Yang Ge nodded, and his right hand slowly fell on the handle of the knife: "It's just that I don't have a good brain... If you can't deal with me, this is not the second time, but the first time!"

"That makes sense."

The old man slowly rolled up his sleeves, and his calm face gradually became clouded: "A villain fears power rather than virtue, how can he be treated with the courtesy of a gentleman!"

"I'm just annoyed by you old people who talk about benevolence, justice and morality, but are full of male thieves and female prostitutes!"

Yang Ge slowly drew his knife: "It's really not the old man who has become bad, but the bad guy who has become old..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly drew his sword, and as soon as the surging sword energy was set off, it was like a landslide and a tsunami, moving forward inexorably.

Seeing this, the bright-headed old man on the other side casually pinched his sword finger and pointed it at Yang Ge from a distance. A stream of green sword energy shot out from his fingertip. It was only three inches long at first, but after it shot out from the fingertip, it was full of wind. Long, it turned into a long river in a snap of a finger, and it collided with Yang Ge's sword energy without dodging.

"Bang!"

As soon as the two extremely powerful energy collided, a dazzling light burst out, as if a mushroom cloud rose in the mid-air.

Before the dazzling light dimmed, Yang Ge's vigorous figure had already broken through the rest of his energy, he raised his sword and roared angrily: "Eternity long!"

The old man with a bright head retreated violently, waving his big sleeves to draw a circle in front of him, and hundreds of sword energy flew into the air, which merged into one, turning into a huge sword with all the details, and stabbed Yang Ge.

Yang Ge slashed Huashan Mountain with his sword. The entangled black and white sword energy grew when the wind blew, turning into a huge sword energy a hundred feet long, and struck the big sword with one strike.

The swords were obviously made of condensed energy, but they did not explode directly after the collision. Instead, they were stalemate like physical collisions. Only where the swords met, there were ripples of residual energy surging out... It showed the relationship between the two. The mastery of sword energy and sword energy has reached the state of transformation!

But this kind of stalemate in the air is like a competition of internal strength. The competition is about whose true energy is deeper and whose true energy can be restored faster!

Therefore, as soon as Yang Ge felt the force of the counterattack coming along with the sword energy like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, he shouted angrily without hesitation: "Broken!"

"boom!"

The hundred-foot-long sword energy exploded first, and the terrifying power shattered the sword energy and exploded together. The violent roar was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and a dazzling mushroom cloud rose in the mid-air!

The old man with white hair did not expect that this ruthless young man would be so decisive. Such a huge amount of true energy could explode at any time. He was caught off guard by the recoil force of the two powerful energy explosions. His feet could not stop sliding back twenty or thirty feet. He almost couldn't catch his breath, and his old face flushed.

However, before he could catch his breath steadily, Yang Ge, who was flying around the mushroom cloud, had once again rushed to the old man with white hair. He swung the Cold Moon Sword and used a set of fierce and violent sword techniques to cover the old man with white hair. He did not seek to make achievements, but only to consume the most true energy of this old turtle in the shortest time!

After the last defeat, he carefully reviewed the whole process of his fight with this old turtle and summarized the experience of failure.

Objectively speaking, there is definitely a gap between his martial arts and that of this old turtle, which he himself cannot deny.

But it was obvious that the gap between the two of them was far from big enough for the old turtle to beat him up like a father beating his son!

Otherwise, he would not have been able to escape unscathed last time...

But the fact is that the old turtle suppressed him in all aspects last time, and it can even be said that he was controlled by others everywhere, and even retreated so undignifiedly.

He pondered for a long time before finally tasting a little taste...

The reason why he could achieve the effect of all-round suppression with a tiny absolute power gap was that he was stupid and foolishly used his own weaknesses to attack the enemy's strengths!

If this old turtle is really Zhang Xuansu, who stood at the top of the Shenzhou martial arts world 160 or 70 years ago as he and Yang Yinghao speculated, how old is he now?

Even if he practiced martial arts that can cultivate his body and mind and prolong his life, how deep should his true energy be to support him to break the limit of human life and live for nearly 200 years?

Besides, for a peerless master who had stood at the top of the Shenzhou martial arts world 160 or 70 years ago, what martial arts moves has he not seen? He has fought more fights with his sleeves rolled up than many old perverts have fought in bed.

And what are Yang Ge's advantages?

First of all, of course, he has cultivated the true meaning of martial arts by marching forward without hesitation and destroying cities and countries.

Secondly, of course, it is the powerful enhancement of all his martial arts moves by idealism.

Finally, it is the majestic characteristics of his Tai Chi Yuanshen, which combines yin and yang, and hardness and softness.

And these three are integrated into one, and what is actually smelted out is actually three words: explosive power!

Far beyond the same realm, it can support his terrifying explosive power to blow up ordinary masters at the peak of returning to the truth!

And what stupid thing did he do when he fought with this old turtle last time?

He actually gave up his great advantage of strong explosive power and turned to compete with this old turtle in moves and true energy?

After reviewing the entire process, he was only glad that he escaped quickly that day. If he had continued to waste time, he might have really stayed here that day.

This is why he said that the old turtle's words about letting him go last time were pure nonsense.

How could the old turtle let him go last time? It was obvious that he couldn't do anything to him!

After all, the only thing the old turtle could rely on was that his true energy was stronger than his and his moves were more exquisite than his... If he really wanted to fight hard, he certainly couldn't leave last time, but this old turtle obviously couldn't think of lingering on.

Therefore, Yang Ge learned from the last experience and lessons this time. He didn't compete with the old turtle in true energy and moves. He just came up with a big move and bombarded him head-on, trying to break the old turtle's shell in the shortest time... Even if he couldn't win, at least he had to fight to a draw!

This may be the case that good times add to one's problems, while bad times make one more capable...

The old man with white hair had so much experience in fighting that how could he not see through Yang Ge's plan?

But even if he could see through Yang Ge's plan, he had no way to deal with Yang Ge's aggressive and desperate fighting style!

He couldn't just say "Stop" to Yang Ge and tell him not to be so unethical to steal or cheat an old man over 200 years old, right?

So, two people fought against each other in mid-air. One person tried his best to retreat, trying to create a safe distance for accumulating power and moving around, while the other person rushed forward desperately, even if he was injured, he would never give the other person a chance to breathe. It was a strange scene...

To put it bluntly, Yang Ge was suppressing and beating the old man with white hair, while the old man was trying to find an opportunity to fight back under his beating.

To put it more vividly, both of them were like small sampans in the stormy sea, and they could capsize and die at any time.

The difference is...

Yang Ge was in a favorable situation. The more he fought, the more confident he became. Not only did he vent all the humiliation he had last time when he was beaten by the old turtle and had to dig a hole and escape, but he also aroused all the rebelliousness and violence in his heart, as well as the ferocity of slaughtering cities and destroying countries. He fought more and more aggressively and hit harder and harder. The crazy sound of the Leng Yue sword almost became a heroic symphony!

And the old man was in a disadvantageous situation. The more he fought, the more frightened he became. The more he fought, the more he was restrained. He was able to live to his age and still maintain his body like a young man. In addition to the characteristics of his internal skills to cultivate his body and prolong his life, of course, he could not do without his own strong desire to survive. In such a dangerous environment, an overly strong desire to survive is like an electric fence and iron cage that imprisons a beast. Before he reaches out, he is afraid of this and that. He can't even use 50% of his skills!

Yang Ge chased the white-haired old man from midair to the clouds, tearing up more than ten miles of clouds, and then from the clouds to the ground, slashing more than ten miles of forests. He chopped the white-haired old man with his sword for more than a hundred times, but only cut off a few sleeves, not even hurting a hair of the white-haired old man, and his true energy had been consumed by more than half, leaving little...

This huge contrast made him so angry that his hair stood up, and his momentum, which had already been raised to the extreme, was raised again by a large margin!

"I just don't believe it today!"

He was like a demon who was obsessed with something. What he saw in his eyes was not a living person, but an indestructible turtle shell.

He chopped the ground with a kick, and his body jumped twenty or thirty feet high.

The white-haired old man, who finally took a breath, had no time to make any extra movements before he felt a terrifying pressure like a mountain falling from the sky and hitting him heavily.

He raised his head in shock and looked towards the sky, and saw a figure, holding a knife high, slashing towards him!

There was really only one person and one knife, and there was not even a trace of the pure Qi and knife light.

But the old man suddenly felt a severe palpitation, as if an invisible big hand penetrated into his chest and grabbed his old heart that had been pumping hard for more than two hundred years!

It's been too long!

He hasn't felt such palpitations for too long!

It's been so long that he almost forgot the terrifying taste of wandering on the edge of death. When he first felt it, he felt an indescribable sense of strangeness.

Feeling the slight trembling of his body, the old man didn't feel fear, but a sense of relief...

He smacked his lips and smiled softly: 'Is this the taste of youth... It's so good! '

The string called the desire to survive that had been stretched to the extreme in his mind finally broke at this moment!

The beast, which had suffered enough from the electric fence and iron cage, now... came out of the cage!