Yi Shaoyang looked up at Zong Ze, looking at Zong Ze's lofty appearance, forgetting about the danger in the future.

There is only a thick grievance in my heart, yes, grievance!

This feeling has never been encountered since he became the ghost king of the Middle East, and this kind of grievance reminds him of when he first arrived in the Middle East, when he was used as cannon fodder and sent to the battlefield.

His hands were subconsciously clenched tightly, and under Zong Ze's joking words, he still had that faint confident smile, and asked: "You said that I was a dying person, can you tell who it is, who has gone to such great lengths to send a psychic you to kill me?"

He could see that there were other people behind this matter.

As long as he can survive, he will destroy this hypocrite in front of him who looks like Yue Buqun, and he will definitely not let go of the forces that deal with him behind him.

Hehe......

Zong Ze laughed mockingly: "The forces behind me are just an ant of yours, and you are not worthy of knowing." If you want to blame you, you have to blame yourself for being Yi Tianci's son, if you want to blame, you have to blame Yi Tianci for the good things he has done, killing you is just the first step, and when the time comes, everyone in the Yi family will have to die!"

"Remember, it's all who have anything to do with you that has to die!"

"Hey" Yi Shaoyang smiled, laughing a little jokingly, his eyelids twitched slightly, and he glanced at Zong Ze: "What a big breath, I'm afraid it's not so easy for you to kill me, and besides, I also tell you, you and the forces behind you, I will wipe them out one by one in the future!"

"Foolish dreams, you don't have a chance, suffer death!" At the moment when the words fell, Zong Ze's body suddenly pounced on him like a ghost, his figure flickered, and almost when he reacted, he had appeared less than a meter in front of him.

As if he despised him, he poked him with a finger!

It's just that, in the face of this finger, Yi Shaoyang also raised twelve points of vigilance, drank in his heart, and rushed into the fist.

Bang!

The moment the fist made contact with Zong Ze's fingers, he felt an internal force, no, it was not internal strength, but the spiritual power that only had the mind rushed into his body.

Although he blocked Zong Ze's attack, his arm was numb and couldn't move.

It's just that even if his arm was numb, while he used the internal strength in his body to dispel the spiritual power, at the same time, his legs were aggrieved, and the next moment the whole person was ejected like a cannonball, and when his body crossed Zong Ze, his knees curled forward and went up towards Zong Ze's jaw.

"The mantis arm is a car, he doesn't measure his strength, and he dares to resist, then I'll let you know what absolute strength is!" Zong Ze shouted a little annoyed.

Yi Shaoyang not only blocked his exploits again, but also counterattacked. As a strong man, a man who resembled an ant in his eyes should not only block his attack, but also resist? This is absolutely intolerable.

Zong Ze's angry face was gloomy and hideous, and his palm turned into a knife, slashing at Yi Shaoyang's knee fiercely.

The fierce wind brought up by the knife made him feel cold in his knees, as if he had had suffered a stroke.

He knew the power of this hand knife, and if he really hit it, his leg would probably be useless in the future.

It's just that it's too late to retract the offensive now, so the only way to encircle Wei and save Zhao is to take place.

Even if Zong Ze is not fooled, he can fight for a lose-lose result.

"Your grandfather, don't you pay attention to your face? Lao Tzu will give you a disfigurement to try, see if you care!" shouted loudly in his mouth, he was deliberately saying it to Zong Ze, and his left hand became a claw, a sharp claw like a tiger, which seemed to be whistling, penetrating the air, and shrouded Zong Ze's face fiercely.

"You dare!"

Zong Ze's arrogant eyes showed a panicked look, and when he saw this look, he knew that his guess was not wrong.

This 'Yue Buqun' really attaches too much importance to his face.

Zong Ze snorted angrily, and the hand knife that had slashed at his knee was broken, and he hurriedly slashed at his hand claws.

Hi hi!

In the cold wind, Yi Shaoyang's hi hi sneer came, when he was about to touch Zong Ze's hand knife. His arm suddenly rotated strangely, and his five fingers immediately tightly clasped Zong Ze's hand knife.

The five fingers of the left hand are clasped tightly, and then they pull hard.

The back of Zong Ze's hand immediately left five deep scars, and at the same time, his knee also took this opportunity to hit Zong Ze's chest hard, and he used the force of this rebound to quickly widen the distance between the two.

If Zong Ze wasn't a psychic martial artist, his knee would definitely choose to hit this person's jaw. If the jaw really withstood a blow from his knee, it would not die or be crippled.

It's just that Zong Ze is a psychic martial artist after all.

The reaction speed of a psychic cultivator is not just talking.

His knee seemed to be a few feet away from Zong Ze at that time, but Zong Ze definitely still had the ability to react in time.

If he hadn't grasped the weakness of Zong Ze who cherished that handsome face too much, it would have been impossible to gain the upper hand at all.

"Mole ant, I'm going to torture you to death!" Zong Ze looked at the five long, deep blood marks on his right hand, as well as a suffocating pain in his chest, and roared in the sky.

When the voice sounded, the whole person disappeared in an instant like a bull in the angry wind.

Bang!

Yi Shaoyang was on guard, and his back was suddenly hit by a fist that had been carrying huge force, and under the impact of the force, the whole person rushed forward.

The body hit the frog car, his throat was sweet, and finally he gritted his teeth and swallowed it, the internal organs in his abdomen seemed to be broken, the pain of tearing, and the beads of sweat on his face fell down.

"Stinky ant, you really me off, today I will let you know the fear of death, I will slowly torture you to death!" Zong Ze said this, but his eyes were staring at his right hand, the scars on it, his eyes were cruel, and his face was hideous and terrifying.

Hehe......

Yi Shaoyang turned around with a smile, insisted on standing up straight, looked at Zong Ze's appearance, and sneered: "I think you should go to a nightclub to be a prince, such a small face, white and pure, it's a pity not to do that." ”

"Look for death!" Zong Ze said angrily, and when he stepped forward, he had already appeared in front of him strangely, and his fist smashed towards his dantian.

This is to abolish his cultivation.

In the face of Zong Ze's attack, even if Yi Shaoyang's body was in pain, he still gritted his teeth and crossed his hands to block in front of the dantian.

Bang!

Under the heavy blow, he could hear the click of broken bones in his arm, the pain of tearing his arm, but he finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

The bodies slammed into the front of the car together, and the force of the impact was so great that it almost made him bend his waist.

Leaning on the car, he slowly stood up straight, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, grinning slightly, revealing his white teeth: "You can't kill me, you're just an idiot who has accumulated pills, and you want to kill me, it's ridiculous." ”

"Really......"

Zong Ze's contemptuous voice stopped abruptly, and his eyes were instantly enveloped in anger.

He didn't expect that Yi Shaoyang would be able to react so sensitively after suffering such a serious injury.

I saw that Yi Shaoyang was moving with his feet, and he weirdly moved sideways from Zong Ze's side to dodge and rush.

"Shift the flower step!" Zong Ze was slightly surprised, and immediately refuted: "I didn't expect that your father and son are both roosters and dog thieves, and they actually secretly learned the twelve meridians of our Shushan Sword Sect, and dared to steal the Tianlei Gate's Flower Shifting Steps!"

Shushan Sword Sect?

Yi Shaoyang ran frantically, and when he heard this name, he didn't pay attention to it and wrote it down in his mind.

"Hmph, the treasure of the world, those who have the strength can get it, one day, I will definitely kill the Shushan Sword Sect, the blood will flow like a river, and the chickens and dogs will not be left!"

The injuries on his body, every time he ran quickly, the internal strength in his body would be three points serious.

However, this is the only way he can take revenge, and he must survive. Zong Ze is not an ordinary psychic cultivator at all, and the gap between the two is too big.

It's so big that there's no chance of winning at all.

If you insist on being strong, there is only one way to die, and if you die, there will be nothing, how to talk about revenge!

"Do you think that if you practice such a garbage light skill as the Flower Shifting Step, you will be able to escape? It's just wishful thinking!" In Zong Ze's eyes, the Flower Shifting Step is a garbage light skill, and he was just surprised at how Yi Shaoyang could get the Flower Shifting Step.

Yi Shaoyang buried his head and rushed forward, ignoring Zong Ze's contempt at all.

The only thing to do now is to leave. It seems embarrassing, but it is the only path he can choose.

It's not terrible to be embarrassed, it's terrible to die in embarrassment, and there will be no chance of revenge in the future!

He didn't dare to run into the building, now Zong Ze has lost his mind in anger, if he runs into the building, maybe this person will be brought to the old man Situ.

Next to the mansion was an inland river in Haishi, and he had already calculated that as long as he escaped into the river, he would have an eighty percent chance of successfully escaping.

"Mole ant, I said you couldn't escape. At this moment, when he was about to bypass the building, he suddenly remembered Zong Ze's thunderous roar behind him, turned his head slightly, his eyes couldn't help shrinking, Zong Ze's feet were like the wind, and he actually chased after him.

Obviously, what people are doing is a more advanced light exercise method than moving flower steps.

In his heart, there was an unprecedented grievance, which was suppressed everywhere.

Even the current exercises, good and bad, are suppressed. The Shushan Sword Sect has a new understanding of this martial arts sect in Zong Ze's mouth, Yi Shaoyang.

Sure enough, it is worthy of being a famous sect for 5,000 years, and its heritage is definitely not covered!

"Zong Ze, look at your face!" he burst out with a loud shout, without looking back, and flicked out his fangs in his hand.

"Hmph, you still want to use such a ghost trick......" Zong Ze's sneer stopped abruptly before he finished speaking, and at this time, the fangs had already approached the side of his right face, and the distance between them was less than a meter. In addition, this is Yi Shaoyang's injury aggravated again, and he used the Imperial God Slash to guide the fangs, and the speed was as fast as lightning. "Imperial God Slash!" Zong Ze obviously knew this trick, and couldn't help but exclaim, and a thick jealousy could be heard in his voice.

(End of chapter)