Chinese What made his scalp tingle even more was the extremely shocking picture in front of him! What stopped Wang Yin's heavy sword from moving forward was actually Zhang Yang's hands!

That's right, it's hands...... Wang Yin would never be wrong at such a close distance, Zhang Yang clenched the sharp blade with both hands.

This heavy sword not only did not cut off Zhang Yang's hand, but it did not cut even the slightest bit...... Wang Yin felt his brain go blank and couldn't believe it was real.

Just when he was dumbfounded, he only felt that his hands were light, and the heavy sword in his hand was directly taken away by Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang used both hands to snatch away the heavy sword. However, this is not the end! Just as Wang Yin recovered from the shock, his brows tightened, and he raised his guard in case Zhang Yang attacked, Zhang Yang pressed the heavy sword in front of him with a calm face.

The sharp blade, the heavy sword that looked at it, in Zhang Yang's hands, was as soft as white paper, allowing Zhang Yang to flip and fold.

After Zhang Yang's tossing, Wang Yin's heavy sword has been twisted into a piece of scrap iron by Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang, squinting his eyes, weighed in his hands, and played with this piece of scrap iron, with a wicked smile on his face.

"What do you want to do next......?" Wang Yin kept swallowing his saliva, his mouth was dry for a while, his scalp was numb, and his whole body was trembling uncontrollably.

Anyway, he is also a veteran general, but it is the first time I have seen such a perverted character as Zhang Yangqiang.

Resisted the attack of his heavy sword with his bare hands, and twisted the heavy sword into scrap metal. This...... What a power!

It's really too exaggerated! Now, even if he borrows ten guts, he won't dare to act rashly again, because the man in front of him is too evil!

"You...... What do you want to do?" asked Wang Yin in a stammering voice, stepping back as he spoke.

Wang Yin in front of him was in stark contrast to him who was aggressive before, and the strong contrast made Zhang Yang feel the urge to laugh.

However, Zhang Yang controlled his emotions very well, his face was pale, without the slightest expression, his lips were slightly open, and although his voice was not loud, he was full of murder.

"What you wanted to do before, I want to do now!"

"People, what is important is the exchange of courtesies. Zhang Yang's two understatements, for Wang Yinlai, like thunder, a thunderbolt, the previous sense of superiority has long gone, replaced by a strong fear.

"I warn you, you...... Don't mess around, do you know who I am?" Wang Yin was interrupted by Zhang Yang before he could continue.

"Who you are, I don't want to know, and I'm not interested in knowing. Hearing Zhang Yang's answer, Wang Yin became a lot calmer and recovered from his previous panic.

He also knows that blindly showing weakness and begging for mercy in a low voice will not lead to good results. The only way now is to fight to the death!

When they meet on a narrow road, the brave wins! The general of the royal family in the Northern Regions can't handle a hairy man?

Thinking of this, Wang Yin's face sank, his feet stomped on the ground hard, and the earth trembled.

"Since you toast and don't eat and drink, then don't blame me for being rude to you. Seeing Wang Yin's appearance, Zhang Yang had an urge to laugh,

"Oh, I really want to see what kind of unkind you're doing!"

"The soldiers are coming, the water is coming to cover the earth! There is little nonsense, you can make a move, no matter what trick you use, it will be in vain in front of me!" Wang Yin was full of fighting spirit, just like killing the red eye, and roared loudly with pride.

Zhang Yang shook his head disappreciatively, pouted, and sneered,

"I don't think you should toss, between the two of us, there is no comparison at all, I only need one move to end the fight. ”

"Really, there's less nonsense, let's get started!" As soon as Wang Yin's words fell, Zhang Yang threw the scrap metal in his hand directly at Wang Yin, just like a baseball pitcher.

Zhang Yang definitely didn't just throw it away, the twisted heavy sword, like a boulder falling from the sky, was extremely fast, and rubbed against the air, and even dragged a long flaming tail.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Wang Yin was stunned at first, and was more or less frightened by the move in front of him.

Just as he was about to dodge, he suddenly found that his legs were as heavy as lead, and it was so difficult not to dodge, even taking a step forward.

In fact, Wang Yin was not stupid, and his actions were slow, it was entirely because of Zhang Yang's blow, which brought invisible pressure to Wang Yin, which was as heavy as a mountain, pressing on Wang Yin's shoulders and making him breathless.

Since he couldn't dodge, Wang Yin chose to hit hard. He used all his strength, gathered all his true qi in both hands, and slapped out both hands at the same time, trying to resist the twisted heavy sword thrown by Zhang Yang.

But when his hand first touched this piece of scrap iron, the thick true qi was directly dispersed, and then, his hands came into contact with this piece of scrap iron like fire.

With two crisp sounds, Wang Yin's arm was completely twisted and broken. Even so, he still didn't stop the progress of this scrap metal.

The scrap iron thrown by Zhang Yang smashed heavily on Wang Yin's silver armor, and the armor was directly smashed out of a big hole.

Immediately after, blood splattered, flesh and blood blurred, and scrap iron entered Wang Yin's body like a mixer, destroying everything, directly leaving a transparent hole in his body.

The hot blood kept dripping down the cold armor, drop after drop, staining the ground red.

As for Wang Yin, his face was as white as paper, his lips were black and purple, his body was staggering, staggering, and he could fall at any time.

He couldn't speak, but looked at Zhang Yang in front of him with incredible eyes. After several glances, he fell backwards and fell heavily to the ground, his eyes not closed, but bleeding outward, and his nose, ears, and mouth...... Wang Yin died like this, rather than die in the hands of Zhang Yang, it is better to die under his own heavy sword.

In fact, such a death is completely avoidable...... Compared with Wang Yin, who was blurred with flesh and blood in front of him, Zhang Yang was intact, and not even a drop of blood was stained on his clothes.

He clapped his hands, didn't look at Wang Yin, then turned around and disappeared into the jungle. In fact, Zhang Yang knew very well in his heart that this person was not targeting himself for no reason, but was instructed and bewitched by others.

In Silver City, it is estimated that the only person who hates him so much is Huang Yuan! Zhang Yang moved a murderous intent in his heart, as long as he returned to Silver City alive, the first thing he would do was to destroy the Huang family!

Zhang Yang did not affect his mood because of this incident, he shuttled through the ancient battlefield according to the map in the calligraphy and painting that Li Bowen gave him.

I don't know if it's because the map is good, or if the actual ancient battlefield is like this, along the way, Zhang Yang didn't encounter anything strange, not even a strange beast.

This ancient battlefield was as quiet as if it were asleep. However, Zhang Yang did not relax his vigilance because of this, he walked forward intently, and every few steps, he would look around him.

The deeper you go into the interior of the ancient battlefield, the less vegetation there is, and finally it turns directly into a desert, and in the dust, there are weathered corpses, as well as well-preserved skeletons.

It was only then that the gloom and fear slowly appeared. The color gradually turned dark, the temperature of the ancient battlefield plummeted, the wind was blowing, the dust was full, and everything around it became blurred.

Zhang Yang looked at the map, the location of the ink ball should be nearby. He had to find this place before it was dark, the ancient battlefield at night, and he didn't know what would happen.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang quickened his pace. He didn't go far further, and with the help of the faint light, Zhang Yang vaguely saw a large hall standing there.

If you guessed correctly, the location of the ink ball on the map is where the main hall is located. It seems that the so-called priceless treasure should be hidden in this!

It happened to be almost dark, so I stayed in the main hall at night, and there was a place to stay. Zhang Yang didn't think much about it, and rushed into the hall quickly.

Unlike the outside, which gradually darkens and slowly blurs, the inside of the hall is very bright, and the torches flicker, illuminating everything inside very clearly.

Strange, where did these torches come from Chinese?