"Hehe, I, Yang Jing, want to see if this group of waste cultivated by the floating family will work!"

The cold words were still echoing in the living room, and the floor tiles under Yang Jing's feet suddenly exploded.

Rumble!

With this loud bang, Yang Jing's burly and strong physique disappeared directly in place, like a cannonball, roaring, and fell in front of the group of dead soldiers who rushed towards Chen Yang while they were still halfway.

"Die!"

Yang Jing drank vigorously.

The battle axe in his hand suddenly drew a circle, and the cold arc light was colder than Yuehua!

The four dead soldiers were taken aback, and they didn't expect that Yang Jing would fall from the sky and appear in front of them all of a sudden.

However, these dead soldiers have experienced countless battles, and they calmed down in an instant.

Sonorous!

With a crisp loud sound, they directly raised the black steel knife in their hands vertically and blocked it in front of them, forming a defense.

The Tang knife is like a sword, straight and long!

These Tang knives were created by Fu Jiuyou with great effort to find an ancient swordsmith family that was almost lost!

The four dead soldiers, at the same time, erected the Tang knife and blocked it in front of them, and immediately formed an extremely strong defense, Yang Jing's axe, cut on it, was doomed to be in vain, and once it failed......

The four black-clothed dead men all had a grim smile on their lips.

Once they fail, they fight back, and Yang Jing will die!

Under the gaze of many eyes in the field, the two collided together at a speed like lightning.

While!

Dangdang!

Four loud bangs, almost at the same time, Yang Jing slashed over with an axe, and the four black steel knives were broken together, none of which were avoided.

"Impossible!"

The four black-clad dead men exclaimed in unison.

"Suffer death!"

Yang Jing laughed wildly, the giant axe in his hand did not stop for a moment, and after swinging it horizontally, it just flipped over and slashed towards the four people.

The four of them were still shocked, and Yang Jing's attack speed was really too fast, and they couldn't dodge it immediately.

Poof!

The axe swept directly through the neck of a man, and the skull rose into the sky, and the blood spurted out like a spring.

Then it swept over the neck of the other man, but the man finally reacted and dodged a little because of the previous one's block, but even so, the axe still cut his ordinary neck.

"Uh......"

He stretched out his hands and covered his neck, and his mouth made a uh-uh sound, but the blood gushed out from the major artery in his neck, and then his whole head was crooked......

Just hanging from a body.

The man struggled for a moment at first, but only took a few steps back, and then with a thud, he fell to the ground, and his head fell straight out.

The remaining two, because of this delay, could finally defend, raised the broken knife in their hands, and slashed at Yang Jing with a roar.

Disdain flashed in Yang Jing's eyes.

"Too weak!"

As soon as the words fell, Yang Jing took a step forward suddenly, dodged the two knives, and then came to the two of them, almost standing close to each other.

In the eyes of the two of them, which were no longer indifferent, but fearful, Yang Jing grinned, and the hand that did not hold the axe stretched out like lightning and pressed it on the head of the person on the left, and then ......

Hard!

Bang!

The two heads suddenly collided intimately together.

If the sound of the watermelon breaking, it sounded.

The red and bright blood and the white brains were mixed together, like a tofu brain with blood, and they shot out all of a sudden, drenching Yang Jing's head and body.

Yang Jing stretched out his tongue, licked the white brain pulp at the corner of his mouth, smiled cruelly, and then the ground under his feet exploded again, and his body rushed out again.

This time, instead of paying attention to the dead soldiers, they went straight to the leader of the dead soldiers!

The murderous scene just now made all the dead soldiers stunned.

They are also experienced elites who disregard life and death, but under Yang Jing's murderous fighting style, for the first time in their lives, they feel the taste of fear.

Some people even trembled physically.

It's horrible!

The leader of the dead soldiers was also stunned, and then felt the evil wind blowing in his face, Yang Jing's body, in his pupils, continued to expand, and he was suddenly terrified.

This man is going to kill himself!

After this thought poured out, the leader of the dead soldiers calmed down.

He took a deep breath and clenched the Tang knife in his hand.

The leader of the dead took a deep breath and clenched the Tang knife in his hand.

To be able to become the leader of this group of dead soldiers, he naturally has extraordinary strength!

If it is a simple battle, he may not be able to defeat a character like the old man.

However, if it is a life-and-death battle, then he will definitely win!

What he learned was the martial arts of killing!

Cruel!

Spicy!

Rampage!

This is true both for the enemy and for oneself.

The eyes of the leader of the dead soldiers became indifferent, staring at Yang Jing who rushed up, and suddenly a cold light flashed in his eyes, and at the moment when Yang Jing had not rushed in front of him, he made a bold move, and Tang Dao slashed down.

The Tang knife is very long!

Greataxes are shorter.

Therefore, the leader of the dead soldiers found such a point that was beneficial to him, found the right time, and swung his sword violently.

At this moment, Yang Jing couldn't cut him when he made a move, but he was able to cut Yang Jing.

When this knife was swung, the eyes of the leader of the dead soldiers couldn't help but show a hint of pride.

The timing and speed of the shot, the accuracy and strength of the judgment, are all perfect.

However, he was suddenly stunned.

Because he saw that Yang Jing, who rushed over, had a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"What do you mean?"

The leader of the dead was a little puzzled.

Then the next moment, his eyes suddenly widened, full of horror and fear.

Yang Jing's arm, contrary to common sense, suddenly skyrocketed, growing a full thirty centimeters, driving the tomahawk and cutting it off with an axe.

Burst!

This axe directly slashed his Heavenly Spirit Gai, and then from top to bottom, carrying a huge amount of power, split his whole person in half!

Puff puff!

Blood spurted wildly.

The entrails gushed out and flowed all over the ground.

Two halves of the corpse, falling to both sides.

The Tang knife, which couldn't be held directly, flew away, snorted, and penetrated into the middle of the chest of a dead man who was distracted.

The two halves of the corpse leader's face, and the eyes of each half of his face, were frozen with shock and incomprehension.

He couldn't understand why at that last moment, Yang Jing's arm could suddenly stretch by thirty centimeters!

It's not scientific!

Rumble!

Yang Jing landed with a bang, looked down at the leader of the dead soldiers with a shocked face, and thought of his previous performance, he could be regarded as a strong man, so he smiled coldly.

"Martial arts, after reaching a certain realm, can freely control muscles and bones, and pull out arms, it's very simple. ”

It's just that this explanation will never be heard by the leader of the dead soldiers.

At this time.

In the living room, except for Yang Jing's voice and the low roar of the handsome guy, there was dead silence.

Those black-clothed dead soldiers, at this moment, had horror and fear in their eyes.

(End of chapter)