Chapter 393: West Night City

"Kowtow? That's what you want. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "Yang Qian's voice was not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of the scarred face.

Then, Scarface only felt a flower in front of his eyes, and Yang Qian suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

"What a speed!" Scarface's heart thumped.

He didn't see how Yang Qian got to him at all.

Before Scarface could react, Yang Qian punched out and hit Scarface's abdomen directly.

Bang!

There was a muffled sound, followed by a scream from Scarface.

Scarface only felt a sharp pain in his abdomen and a churning in his stomach.

A tremendous force blasted him like a cannonball, and it shot out violently.

Rumble!

Scarface fell to the ground and slammed into the desert.

Disgraced.

His throat was sweet, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

However, just as he was about to get up, Yang Qian once again appeared in front of him unconsciously. Then Yang Qian's feet kept enlarging in front of his eyes.

Bang!

Yang Qian stepped on Scarface's face.

The head he had just raised was trampled deep into the quicksand.

"You ......" Scarface was incredulous, in front of Yang Qian, he didn't even have a chance to make a move, but he was also a martial artist.

He struggled to get up under Yang Qian's suppression, however, the strength of Yang Qian's soles was so amazing that he couldn't shake it.

"No need to struggle, it's useless." Yang Qian said coldly.

Yang Qian's soles of his feet were a little harder, and asked, "You, don't you want me to kowtow?" ”

Hearing the sound, Scarface's body shook, and then he came to his senses, looked at your group of his own subordinates, and shouted: "A bunch of waste, can't you see the situation clearly?" Don't do it yet! ”

Drunk like this by Scarface, his subordinates immediately reacted and quickly rushed towards Yang Qian.

It's just that they haven't approached Yang Qian yet, with Yang Qian as the center, a surging spiritual power ripples out, shaking them all away.

Those subordinates were no match for Yang Qian at all.

If Yang Qian wanted to kill them, the quick sword style and the free step could be completely solved.

But it's not necessary at all.

Capture the thief and capture the king first, as long as you teach Scarface a good lesson, the rest of the people dare to move?

Yang Qian snorted coldly, raised the soles of his feet, and kicked the scarred face away.

With a bang, Scarface crashed into several of his subordinates, knocking them down directly, screaming again and again.

After the smoke cleared, the unusually embarrassed Scarface was helped to his feet by several of his men.

He spat on it.

I was extremely resentful of Yang Qian.

Seeing that the three beautiful beauties were about to arrive, they suddenly ran such a way to bite the gold. Scarface is unwilling.

Moreover, he didn't believe that this kid in front of him could defy the sky!

It's just that if it weren't for Yang Qian's sudden sneak attack, he wouldn't have been so miserable.

"You're looking for death!" Scarface's face turned hideous. On the left side of his face, the scar that was oblique became hideous as his complexion became hideous, a little like a highly poisonous martial art, terrifying and abnormal.

Scarface's voice fell, and he glanced at the disciples beside him, and then those disciples surrounded Yang Qian.

Soon, Yang Qian was surrounded in the center.

With Scarface's order, the heavy men waved the big knives in their hands in unison and besieged Yang Qian.

Yang Qian only raised an eyebrow.

Not even a sword was sacrificed.

"If that's the case, then it's no wonder I'm going to blame."

When the words fell, Yang Qian stepped away with a leisurely step, his body moving like a ghost, shuttling among those bandits.

Just listen to the bang......

The sound of fists continued, and one after another the paralyzed bodies flew out weakly, falling into the quicksand, wailing constantly, and never getting up again.

Bang bang bang......

Just in an instant, more than 20 people who surrounded him were all beaten down by Yang Qian.

For a while, screaming and wailing again and again.

I could see that Scar's face was black.

Yang Qian stood calmly, clapped his hands, and said, "How about it, do you kowtow to grandpa, or do you want to die?" ”

Yang Qian's voice was very calm, and his eyes were staring at Scarface.

was stared at by Yang Qian, and Scarface's face couldn't help but chill.

"your grandpa!" Scarface shook his fist like a fierce tiger and pounced on Yang Qian.

But Yang Qian didn't move.

Until Scarface's fist was about to smash on Yang Qian's face, Yang Qian's hand was like lightning, raised his hand, and with a bang, Yang Qian's palm suddenly wrapped Scarface's fist.

Scarface fist, no matter how difficult it is to move forward.

Scarface wanted to break free, but Yang Qian's palm seemed to be born with his fist, where could he break free?

Click......

Yang Qian's wrist moved slightly, and he twisted Scarface's fist.

Hearing the sound of bones shattering, the scarred face suddenly turned the color of pig liver, and the pain was incomparable.

Bang!

Yang Qian kicked out with his right foot, directly on Scarface's knee.

Scarface felt that his knees were suddenly weak, and with a bang, he knelt on the ground.

"Kowtow, or die?" Yang Qian's left hand stretched out, and with a huge suction, he sucked a large knife that fell to the ground into his hand and put it on the neck of the scarface.

Scarface's body trembled.

He understood that in front of Yang Qian, he was not an opponent at all.

The cultivation of his own martial arts is useless at all.

Moreover, Yang Qian gave him a strong sense of oppression.

That sense of oppression is the suppression of absolute strength, so that he doesn't even dare to hold the last luck.

"Don't know how to choose?" Yang Qian deliberately put the big knife close to Scarface's neck for a few minutes.

The cold blade made Scarface's face pale.

He was afraid of death.

And, very scared!

"No, don't ......" Scarface's voice trembled, "I kowtow, I kowtow." ”

Hearing this, Yang Qian removed the big knife from Scarface's neck.

And that scarred face really leaned over, ready to kowtow.

"Spineless." Yang Qian glanced at Scarface with disdain.

However, just as Scarface's forehead was about to hit the ground.

With a whoosh, the sound of Scarface's back actually shot out a sharp arrow and shot straight at Yang Qian.

"Hidden weapons?" Yang Qian's expression suddenly turned cold.

Swing the big knife in your hand.

Bite!

The sharp arrow and the broadsword collided together, and in an instant, the broadsword broke through the center and fell to both sides.

"Then go die." The eyes in front of him are like knives.

The big knife slammed down, and blood shot out, sprinkling on the golden sand, which was extremely poignant.

Scarface, on the other hand, has a different head.

Seeing that the boss was killed, those younger brothers changed color one after another, endured severe pain, got up and fled.

……

A storm has passed, and by this time, the sunset has completely set.

It was getting dark.

Yang Qian returned to Liuyun Sect and the others, and the seven of them all breathed a sigh of relief.

When Yang Qian returned, he finally let go of their worried hearts.

"Xiao Qian, aren't you going to tell us about your experience in the past few days?" There is a lot of money.

"It's getting dark, let's find a place to stay first, and then talk slowly." Yang Qian looked at the sky.

Sun Daoliang nodded and said, "It's okay." We had planned to head to West Night City and wait for your news. Unexpectedly, I met this group of bandits. So, let's go next? ”

Sun Daoliang's voice fell, everyone looked at each other, and then went to West Night City.

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