Yang Junshan and Yang Junyi less than a year and a half, perhaps because of the age difference is not much, the two people from childhood often fight, after the Yang Tiangang and Yang Tian Lei two people fight, even with their children also look at each other eye-catching, but after the two people's fight is less, but each battle is more fierce, the relationship between the two people also with each fight and play more and more alienation, even hatred.

Yang Junqi was two years younger than Yang Junshan, and when he was a child, he naturally suffered a lot from Yang Junshan, but Yang Junshan himself was also a little smart, and raids, traps, and group beatings also made Yang Junyi suffer a lot of losses.

Yang Junshan looked at the cousin in front of him and smiled: "Second brother, how old are you, the children's words are serious, I am panicked for you!"

Yang Junchen heard a red face, Yang Junshan left Qingshi Town only nine years old, he was only 11 years old, holding the fun words at the time seriously, he Yang Jun envied himself proud, but if not to find an excuse today is really not good to shoot.

Yang Junshan looked at the words and sneered, “It was the twelve uncles who encouraged you to come?”

Yang Junqi was a thorny, even if it seemed to be insulted, his face was red: "Fart, I want to beat you and use others to instigate?"

Yang Junshan clapped his hand and said, "Ah, this is right, you want to hit it, when you will learn to crown this set, but also find such a bad reason, it is really to make people laugh out of their teeth!" 」

“You motherfucker!”

Yang Jun envied two steps out, the book in front of the three-inch green stone pavement of the ground in his feet began to "cuck", as if a ready-to-be bison, people have not yet approached, the fists have been slammed to Yang Junshan empty, two spirits from the fist spewing out, in a distance of three feet away to Yang Junshan hit up.

The friars advanced to the fourth weight, although unable to use their own hands to carry out magic, but has been able to skillfully control the spiritual force in the body, its strength has been compared to the third weight has made great progress, Yang Junqiang is also the cultivation of the cause of the cause, but the strength has obviously been better than Yang Tianshou, the foundation to be more solid.

Not waiting for Yang Junshan to dodge, the two groups of aura have rushed to the near front, Yang Junshan is not panicked, the same is two punches, the thick pentoil spirit directly broke the two groups of aura, but also really followed the two auras of Yang Junqi's double fist hit together.

The punch!

Oh, hey!A wave of air burst out from the middle of the two fists, blocking the dust on the ground directly from the outside, forming a huge earth ring.

Yang Junqi felt that his fist really hit the forehead of a cow, and the severe pain made his mouth unable to smoke, but the opposite Yang Junshan's appearance remained unchanged.

Pretise, really!

Yang Junchen can not believe that Yang Junshan on the matter, he pulled out, halfway back and jump, people have crossed a foot to the side of Yang Junshan, left foot, a line of signs from the bottom of the foot, roaring, the whole blue stone pavement of the ground is a wave of shaking.

Not good, it is a seismic field, this Yang Junqi actually put the bottom of the shoes on the foot on the ground of the earthquake, with the force of the spell.

The earthquake is not the earth but the human, it can use the ground to shake the people standing on the top of the head, to the opponent can take the opportunity; serious can even directly oscillate the spiritual force in the monk's body, let people kill.

However, Yang Junshan soon learned that this Yang Junqiu had not completely cultivated this magic even with the help of the force of the letter, and Yang Junshan's footsteps staggered back, but the spiritual power in the body had been dispersed in the moment of the invasion of the magic.

Seeing Yang Junshan's defeat, Yang Junyi smiled, footsteps rubbed, the whole person's foot did not move toward Yang Junshan, the sound of "sand" came at the foot, and suddenly it was an extension of the Yang family's spiritual magic "flying sand", but it was obvious that there was still no cultivation of pure maturity, only able to use the help to improve the speed.

Seeing that Yang Junyi was catching up with Yang Junshan, he would take advantage of the footsteps of Yang Junshan when he staggered, but at this time, Yang Junshan suddenly raised his head to show a mocking smile.

Yang Jun envied a panic in his heart, secretly wanted to withdraw and retreat, but he will "flying sand" to show "slipperion", the original control of the lack of pure and sophisticated magic can be eliminated in a short period of time, the body is still rapidly toward Yang Junshan row.

I saw that Yang Junshan's hand did not know when there was a glamorous stone, the right thumb and forefinger hit, and the stone son suddenly faced Yang Junwei and shot.

Yang Junqi tried to twist his body shape and try to hide, but the stone suddenly "snap" when flying to him near him, a ponton of rubble hit Yang Jun's face.

“The gravel!”

Yang Junqiu cried out, hastening to protect his head with his hands, but those blown-up stone particles still beat his two arms to pain, some sharp fragments even opened a small mouth on the skin of his arm, and the red blood beads ooze out.

The news he got, that Yang Junshan last time with the twelve uncles was clearly the third heavy cultivation, but now it has just advanced the fourth weight, and now it is clear that it is also in the selection of the magic of the book, but how can Yang Junqi not understand how Yang Junshan has been so quickly cultivated to such a certain level?

But he did not know that Yang Junshan originally came to this library pavilion just to do the appearance, do not say "stone" and other three extended spells, that is, the Yang family's "split earth spirit" he understands clearly, as long as his cultivation is enough, can be used at any time.

The stone that was hit out was the thing that Yang Junshan had brought out from the small waterhole in the Xishan Lingquan Cave, and had already been cultivated as the third weight, and he had already painted a simple lettering on the surface of the stone, as long as the root of the fairy root lay, it could be used to scramble the stone.

The only pity is that at this time, Yang Junshan has just advanced to the fourth weight, although he can use external forces to exercise magic, but because he has not yet printed the spell on the root of the magic into the magic of his own life, the power of this spell is much smaller, although Yang Junqi has suffered damage but has not broken bones.

Instantly eat such a dark loss Yang Junqi naturally will not rest, this time he has regained control of the foot of the flying sand, these grains of sand clatter flew up to Yang Junshan around the past.

These flying sands themselves are not very powerful, but they cover their ears and eyes, fall into the hands of the monk, and even penetrate into the monk's nasal cavity and lungs to choke people to death.

Although Yang Junqi can not do such exquisite control, but he can use this to confuse Yang Junshan's eyes and ears, and then take the opportunity to attack and win.

Seeing that Yang Junshan was covered by flying sand, Yang Junqi smiled fiercely, and he wanted to rush into the flying sand to look good to Yang Junshan, but unexpectedly with his forward rush, the flying sand in front of him was also rapidly shrinking, Yang Junyi hurriedly wanted to regain control of this magic, but unexpectedly felt that these flying sand moments did not seem to listen to his command, and were attracted by a strange force.

Yang Junqi's heart "cuckled", his own magic was actually broken by the boy Yang Junshan!

Yang Junqi pulled out and retreated, unexpectedly, the sand ball that had been condensed into a clump of sand suddenly broke out again, and a puff of fine sand rushed over again.

This time, even if Yang Junqi had covered his head, he could not resist the dense sand, and the whole person was made gray face, so hard to treat him to erase the sand that was glued to his face, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a fist getting bigger and bigger in front of his eyes.

Yang Junshan was also the boy when he was a child always bullied himself and aroused the fire, iron must give him an unforgettable lesson, although this fist converged a little strength will not blow his eyes, but at least can let him top ten and a half days of black eye.

Seeing this fist is about to be smashed, Yang Junqi has been prepared for severe pain, but the fist has not fallen.

Yang Junqiang opened his eyes suspiciously, but saw that the fist, which was only three inches away from his own eyes, was held by Yang Junshan's wrist in a hand that was stretched over.

“Seven uncles!”

“Seven uncles!”

The two people were in a row to suddenly appear, and Anxia glanced at the two of them and asked in a deep voice: "What is this, how do you have to fight in front of the library, are you not afraid that others have seen the joke?"

Yang Junshan looked relaxed and said, “He’s blocking me here!”

Seeing the breath of Anxia and his father are almost the same, Yang Junyi secretly said to himself, but the mouth is "hey hey" smile: "so long time to see, just to find the four brothers to learn it."

How to not know what the hell, a heavy cold grunt, the Yang Junqi scared on the body is a quiver, only to listen to him: "a cousin, a cousin, are the children of the Yang family, meet like an enemy, even half the magic is used, it is amazing!"

Both of them were low-headed and did not speak, and Anxia did not say well: "What are you doing, waiting for me to go on to find trouble with your brother?"

Yang Junyi trembled, and confessed to Anxia, and at the same time glanced at Yang Junshan with a gloomy look, turning around and leaving in a hurry.

Staying Yang Jun envious away, Yang Junshan smiled and said: "Congratulations to the seven uncles to cultivate for great progress, when you came back, the last time my nephew went home to see you, unexpectedly your family is not there!" 」

Anxia stared at him and said, "Less hippie smiley face with me here, I ask you, is you have given your father what bad idea, I have just advanced to the second weight of the martial arts, and before I can consolidate the cultivation, he hastened to find it from the field, saying that it is about the spiritual valley, and let me ask your uncle?"

Yang Junshan "uh", embarrassed to laugh: "Then you still go to ask my uncle!"