In the suburbs of Heyang, new rain is like oil, floating and falling on earth, bringing a little wetness to the world. Although such rain is as thin as cow's hair, it is enough to make it wet after a moment. In such a time, few people are willing to enter the woods in the suburbs of this city, even the woodcutter who is harvesting wood is no exception, let alone dawn at this moment.

Yang Yunfeng leaned under an ancient tree, his clothes were wet, and there was no blood on his tender face, and there was obviously a wound. He took a light breath and looked at the broken clothes on his right chest and the flesh exposed in it, his face became paler.

He escaped from the Yang family tonight. He followed Yan Beifei's words and was about to leave the city. He knew that there were evil men guarding the city gate to intercept them. He dealt with these people, relying on his wit and various magic weapons in the white jade ring. He finally escaped their pursuit, but there was still a wound in his chest.

Through the conversation between these people, Yang Yunfeng already knew that they were Leng Xinhan, the leader of the Leng Jue Gang in Heyang City. He raided the Yang family's Ruan family at night in order to seize the treasure of the Yang family. At this moment, Yang Yunfeng had a vague premonition: "The Yang family, more than a hundred people from the Ruan family, all except me, died at their hands!"

Thinking of this, a ruthless light flashed in his eyes: "Dad, mother, Mr. Yan, Uncle Ruan... I want to avenge you, I want to cut off all the flesh of my enemies inch by inch and torture them to death!"

He had such thoughts at such a young age!

While he was furious, he took out a small porcelain bottle from the white jade ring, poured out some healing powder, applied it to his wound, and then quickly tore off a piece of cloth from his clothes, wrapped the wound, spit out a wisp of white mist, and stood up decisively.

"Shasha——" At this moment, a dangerous aura came from a distance, which was noticed by him. So after a sneer, he threw something from the white jade ring on the ground and suddenly disappeared into the grass and trees.

A moment later, the raindrops in the forest suddenly scattered, and several figures appeared. In a blink of an eye, they came to the ancient tree where Yang Yunfeng was just now. A strong man in the lead looked down at something on the ground and the blood that had suddenly stopped, and said softly: "Huh?"

He bent down to pick up the thing and pinched it with his hands.

"Bang!" The fire light soared into the sky, and the strong man screamed, and was then blown to pieces.

"Boss Wang! Damn it!" Several people behind the strong man cursed a few times, and then chased after him.

Hearing the explosion after the sound from afar, Yang Yunfeng smiled comfortably at the corner of his mouth, "You are today too!" He thought viciously, looked forward, and saw that the entire forest was about to reach the end, and his figure couldn't help but stutter.

After rushing out of the woods and entering a wide area, his figure will inevitably be fully exposed and will be easily caught up by the people behind him. Yang Yunfeng would not be so stupid that he really rushed out. He paused for a moment and immediately turned around and ran to the right.

After dozens of breaths, the group of men had already chased to the edge of the woods.

"Strange, why is there no kid outside?"

"Can he still have an invisible magic?"

Just as they were hesitating, a thin man suddenly screamed and then suddenly fell to the ground.

"Li Guiming, what's wrong with you?"

The man named Li Guiming's face had turned blue and purple. He supported the ground with one hand. He pointed to the wooden arrow in his chest with the other hand and said with difficulty: "It's poisonous..." Then he fell to the ground and vomited a mouthful of blood, and it seemed that he was not alive.

"He is already exhausted." Seeing Li Guiming's miserable situation, he suddenly started to curse. "It must be still in the woods!" One of them shouted, "Let's take action separately and catch this bastard!"

Everyone nodded in response, so they dispersed and followed Yang Yunfeng's whereabouts respectively.

He used Yan Beifei's magic weapon "Ting Feng" to hear their conversation clearly. Yang Yunfeng sneered, took out a fire spirit talisman from his fingertip, turned around and turned back, and a moment later a man's figure appeared in his eyes. "Go to die!" He shouted, took the fire talisman and threw it to the other party, and then saw the fire lights in the sky resounding throughout the world.

This man was burned to death by Yang Yunfeng under such circumstances.

"He is there!" Yang Yunfeng's actions quickly attracted the attention of others. They cursed and rushed to the place. Unexpectedly, Yang Yunfeng had already expected their intentions and had already slipped away with magic weapons.

"Damn it, keep chasing!"

One, two, three... Countless people fell in pools of blood, and died one by one and the other was miserable.

With one knife, he cut off a man in the waist and let his hot blood dye his clothes red. Yang Yunfeng stuck out his tongue and licked off the blood on the sword. His eyes emitted a bloodthirsty light. Then he looked up at the thin man in front of him, like a demon, slowly walking towards him step by step.

In the past period of time, Yang Yunfeng had used various magic weapons in his finger to destroy all the people who were chasing and blocking them, and he did not leave a single living mouth - except for the thin man in front of him. But at this moment, this man had become his meal on the plate and would sooner or later die under his hands. Thinking about his experience today and the death of his parents, he felt a raging anger in his heart, almost burning his heart to ashes!

The man, watching his companions die one by one, was already extremely timid. In his mind, this twelve-year-old boy was no longer the target of his capture, but he became his prey instead. So he shivered, his face turned bloodless, and he retreated step by step, but watched Yang Yunfeng get closer and closer to him.

"Ah!" He finally went crazy, jumped up suddenly, rushed towards Yang Yunfeng, and then was cut by Yang Yunfeng's chest and fell to the ground, moaning in pain!

Yang Yunfeng's eyes turned completely red. He walked to the man and raised his big knife without hesitation to chop the man!

"ah!"

After chopping every inch of skin and bones of the man in front of him, Yang Yunfeng's anger was finally vented. He retreated weakly, fell to the ground, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

The first time he killed so many people in one breath, even because of his hatred for his enemies, the boy was still a little palpitations and almost vomited. His chest kept rising and falling, calming his heart down, then stood up again and looked at the corpses around him.

The danger is not over yet, and I don’t know how many people will catch up. Yang Yunfeng knew that he would flee to Jiufeng Mountain according to Yan Beifei’s arrangements, and he would definitely be caught. Therefore, he had to deal with the enemy in these places, kill them all, and then go to Jiufeng Mountain! He had just dealt with this group of people. The talisman paper in his hand was consumed severely and several magic weapons were damaged. He could not support him to climb Jiufeng Mountain and had to be supplemented. So he turned his eyes to the surrounding corpses and had a scheming in his heart.

Looking at the large number of utensils placed in front of him, he carefully calculated.

"This dagger is tough enough, maybe useful." He picked up a small dagger, pulled it away, looked at the blade carefully, and suddenly waved the blade suddenly and slashed at a fairly intact corpse beside him. "Hiss--" Listening to the sound, looking at the wound on the body, Yang Yunfeng shook his head and said, "Waste!" After saying that, he threw it away, and then looked at other objects.

"Huh? This is actually a poison of the earth level?" Holding a porcelain bottle in his hand, Yang Yunfeng shook it gently and said. There was once a benevolent person who divided the famous poison and the talisman paper into four levels: Tiandi Xuanhuang, among which Tian was the best and Huang was the second most. The world's poison was headed by the poison of the Tang Sect. The Tang Sect poison deserved to be the heaven level, and none of the other poisons dared to claim the heaven level. In other words, the bottle of poison in Yang Yunfeng's hand was the most poisonous poison except the poison of the Tang Sect. "Maybe useful - it's okay to poison a few evil people!" Thinking of his dead relatives, Yang Yunfeng felt anger again. He thought so, so he decisively stuffed it into his fingertip, then continued to look at the artifacts and pills in front of him and carefully selected them.

"These talisman papers are much worse than Mr. Yan's, but they are better than nothing, so put them away."

"This knife can't even cut the flesh of the corpse open. What should it do?"

"This dagger is much sharper than the previous one, please accept it first."

"This hook is pretty good, accept it!"

...

Finally, after cutting the corpse into countless pieces, Yang Yunfeng selected seven magic weapons, six bottles of elixirs, several pieces of talisman paper and a bottle of highly poisonous, put them into the ring, and then looked around vigilantly, quickly hiding into the mist and rain.
Chapter completed!