Soul Immortal

Rebirth [II]

As soon as he turned around and ran a step, he felt a black screen in front of his eyes, and then he felt a soft feeling, as if he had bumped into something. Yang Xiaotian took a step back and saw two strange men standing in front of him. One was tall and thin, almost as tall as Yang Qi, but he was half as thin horizontally. The other was short and fat. 

Yang Xiaotian bumped into this short and fat man and was bounced. The two were dressed the same, wearing bamboo hats that were pulled down very low, so that his face could not be seen, and only the part below the mouth could be seen. He was wearing a black cloak with blood-red clouds embroidered on it. In each cloud, there seemed to be a pair of evil eyes staring at him viciously, as if they wanted to devour him.

Yang Xiaotian suddenly felt a chill all over his body, as if he was being stared at by a group of evil spirits, ready to pounce on him and bite him at any time. He couldn't help but scream in a low voice: "Ah!" Then he found that there seemed to be nothing in the blood cloud, but the color was brighter. The two strange men looked at each other and nodded.

The tall man stretched out his hand and wanted to touch Yang Xiaotian's head: "Little boy, did you see something?" Yang Xiaotian instinctively had a very bad feeling about the two weirdos in front of him. He subconsciously followed the movement of his body and his energy followed his body. He stepped back with his right leg and actually floated back about ten feet.

The tall man raised his lips, his eyes lit up, and smiled strangely: "Sure enough, I was right. You have such accomplishments at such a young age. You will definitely achieve extraordinary things in the future." "That's right. The master will definitely reward you greatly if you bring you back." The short and fat man next to him said with certainty.

"That's great. I don't ask for any reward. It's good enough as long as we are not punished. We failed to complete the mission last time, and the feeling of the ghost gnawing at our heart is still unforgettable when I think about it." "Don't worry, we two have found a treasure this time. Bringing this kid back is much better than bringing back ten boys who practice cultivation from other groups. Don't worry so much." "Let's do it!" said the tall and thin man.

The short fat man stopped answering and stretched out his arms to grab Yang Xiaotian. Yang Xiaotian didn't expect that the short fat man didn't move at a distance of three meters, but his arms seemed to be infinitely extended. He stretched them casually and stretched them in front of his eyes. Although the owner of Yang Xiaotian's body was extremely talented, he was only a ten-year-old child after all. He usually only worked hard to cultivate the Xuanhuang Qi in his body and had no experience in fighting with others. Fortunately, when Yang Xiaotian was a gangster, he had fought in the streets a lot. At the critical moment, he lay on the ground and rolled over. Although it doesn't look good, it is very practical.

"Huh?" The short and fat man obviously didn't expect such a change. He was a little surprised that a little brat escaped from his hands. He was afraid of being laughed at by the tall and thin man next to him. He snorted coldly and rushed towards Yang Xiaotian quickly. As soon as Yang Xiaotian stood up, the short and fat man rushed in front of him. His palms turned the same blood red as the red clouds on his cloak, and he grabbed them fiercely with a gust of hot wind. Yang Xiaotian looked at the blood-red palms getting bigger and bigger in front of his eyes, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he pulled out a dagger from his leg to prepare for the enemy.

"Stop!" With a loud shout, a dark metal stick hit the palm of the short and fat man. Yang Qi held the stick in one hand and grabbed Yang Xiaotian with the other hand and threw him back. Lu Rong also held the sword in one hand and hugged Yang Xiaotian with the other hand.

"Are you his father?" The short and fat man's hand was on the top of Yang Qi's giant stick. The two were confronting each other. The tall and thin man walked up and asked.

"Of course. I don't know how my son offended you? Why do you have to use such harsh measures against a ten-year-old child?" Yang Qi glared at him.

"Haha, it's all misunderstanding. My brother and I have always been alone and have no children. Now I see that your son is very talented and will achieve extraordinary success in the future. I am excited and want to take him in as my successor. That's why I tried to test him and offended him. Please forgive me for my disrespect. But I don't know what you think about taking me as my disciple." The tall and thin man said in a kind tone.

"This..." Yang Qi took back the giant stick and placed it beside him, but he was a little hesitant. Seeing Tian'er in danger, he had already used all his strength, but the other party easily resolved it with a light palm. This skill must be comparable to that of his master. 

But if he wants to become a disciple, he can't let his son become a disciple without knowing the other party's origins. While he was hesitating, the short fat man waved his right hand, and a layer of white Xuanhuang Qi appeared on his body. The Xuanhuang Qi on his right hand formed a bloody mouth and rushed towards Yang Qi.

Yang Qi's face changed greatly. Just with the short and fat man's casual move, without the need for the secret manual, he could block his purple gold giant stick with his own Xuan Huang Qi. Now that the Xuan Huang Qi was released, he was definitely not his opponent. 

What's more, the other party had an accomplice who was eyeing him covetously. I'm afraid his strength was not much different from that of the short and fat man. I'm afraid that today would be a bad day. "Take Tian'er to go first." 

Yang Qi was anxious and angry, and shouted hurriedly. Xuan Huang Qi came out, and at the same time he used Xuan Huang skills, Flame Devouring Technique! The red Xuan Huang Qi turned into a large ball of flames attached to his arms, and also extended to the purple gold giant stick. The air was illusory due to the high temperature. 

Although it was not as powerful as the opponent's Xuan Huang skills, it also made the short and fat weirdo dare not neglect it. The giant mouth and the flaming giant stick collided fiercely, and with a loud "bang", the earth was shaking. Yang Qi was a Xuanshi, and this collision also determined the opponent's level, which was only above his own!"