Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

Yang Shi shivered. He instinctively wanted to stay away from the pair of eyes, but when he thought of Yang Zhuang, who was still lying on the ground, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and scold him.    

The other person quietly retreated to the door. He did not even pick up his sword. His face was full of shock.    

Yang Xuan's finger shot down his attack. The gap between them was obvious. In addition to his terrifying eyes, he wished he could leave this place immediately.    

In the small house, the sunlight could no longer bring any warmth. Instead, it made the two of them feel cold all over.    

"Damn it, it's coming again."    

Yang Xuan ignored Yang Shi's scolding. He could feel the violent energy in his body and frowned.    

That unknown energy became even stronger this time. It was as if he could destroy the entire house with just a wave of his hand.    

This was the kind of energy that could destroy an entire house. The power made him feel familiar and scared.    

Normally, although he couldn't perfectly control it, he could at least roughly control it. But this time, he almost lost control.    

Yang Zhuang, who was lying on the ground, was still holding his wrist. Blood kept flowing out of the corner of his mouth. His eyes were full of fear, as if he had seen a ferocious creature.    

His legs twitched from time to time, and he no longer had the domineering aura he had before.    

"Are you alright?"    

Yang Xuan asked tentatively, feeling a little embarrassed.    

In fact, he really just wanted Yang Zhuang to take his hand away from him at the beginning. However, he didn't expect that he would encounter the mysterious energy in his body. That was why he couldn't control it for a moment.    

Yang Zhuang had used all of his physical strength at that time. He hadn't even used the Spirit Aura. Under such circumstances, how could he withstand such a violent impact?    

The corner of his mouth twitched a little when he heard Yang Xuan's words. However, he couldn't say anything for a long time. Only more blood flowed out of his mouth.    

"Yang Zhuang, I'm really sorry. I didn't do it on purpose."    

Yang Xuan said with a serious expression that he thought was sincere. His heart was full of guilt.    

He bent down and grabbed Yang Zhuang's shoulder with one hand, wanting to help him up.    

Yang Zhuang stared at him, as if he had seen something terrifying. His limp body actually forced himself back a little.    

This rapid change stunned the two people behind him.    

They had already prepared for a big battle. Yang Shi had even thought of all kinds of possible situations, but he never expected Yang Xuan to change his words and say that he didn't do it on purpose.    

Anger gradually rose on their faces. No matter how they looked at it, Yang Xuan's actions were more like an insult and contempt.    

When they thought of Yang Xuan's valiant performance just now, they tried their best to calm down. If they rushed forward like this, it would be no different than courting death.    

Yang Xuan was a late First Stage warrior. Just the strength he used to swing Yang Zhuang was enough to make the two of them stand no chance against him.    

Only an outrageously strong guy like Yang Zhuang could withstand it. If it was them, they would definitely be in a half-dead situation.    

Even Yang Shi, who never had a good memory, was a little frightened at this moment. The scene just now was too shocking.    

He had been cultivating for many years, but this was the first time he had seen such a fighting style. He was very afraid.    

Yang Shi stared at Yang Xuan for a while. When he realized that Yang Xuan didn't show any signs of attacking, he didn't dare to say anything. Yang Shi was afraid that he would be attacked.    

Initially, Yang Shi thought that the patriarch wouldn't allow anyone to challenge Yang Xuan because he wanted to protect Yang Xuan. After all, Yang Xuan had never cultivated before.    

But now that he thought about it, Yang Shi had an absurd idea.    

Yang Xuan didn't need protection. The patriarch wanted to protect the others.    

Those red eyes that looked like evil ghosts lingered in his mind for a long time.    

Of course, Yang Xuan naturally did not know about this.    

At this time, he helped Yang Zhuang up. A gentle Spiritual Force passed through his right hand and entered Yang Zhuang's body, soothing the pain in his body.    

Immortal cultivators only needed to circulate the Spirit Aura to repair themselves.    

Yang Zhuang's physique was high enough. It was only because the vibration was too intense that it caused his internal organs to deviate.    

Not long after, the Spirit Aura in his body had recovered a lot of his injuries. At least, he could stand up now.    

As soon as he stood up, he hurriedly covered his entire body with the Spiritual Force. At the same time, he could not help but take a step back and look at Yang Xuan vigilantly.    

"I'm really sorry, I really didn't do it on purpose just now."    

Yang Xuan took a step forward with a sincere expression. At least, that was what he thought.    

"Stay away from me!"    

Yang Zhuang muttered to himself and took two steps back. He looked at Yang Xuan with a complicated expression, then turned around and left. His steps were a bit unsteady, and he almost fell to the ground.    

"Forget it, I'll apologize in the future when I have the chance."    

Yang Xuan shook his head regretfully. He did not chase after him, but turned his eyes to Yang Shi.    

This made Yang Shi nervous. He hesitated for a while before he said coldly, "I will do what I say."    

After saying that, he walked up. He picked up the broom and swept the pieces of paper on the ground together. Then he picked up the sword on the ground and left the courtyard with another person.    

Even Yang Zhuang had left. They did not dare to stay for long and left immediately.    

Yang Xuan looked at the cracks on the ground. His usually calm face revealed a distressed expression.    

He had always been the one who repaired the damages in the courtyard, but now, he couldn't repair the two cracks.