This person stuck his waist and looked at Zhang Yang's eyes full of disdain, as if Zhang Yang owed him a lot of money.

Zhang Yang frowned, unhappy in his heart, but before he could speak, the slightly chubby man raised his hand again and pointed to the attic next to him, and reprimanded:

"What are you doing in a daze! Don't you understand people! Go over there, do you understand? Get out of here, don't be the door!"

This person's voice was no, which directly caused the disciples who came in and out of the ordinary attic next to him to stop curiously.

"See, everyone is looking at you, make a face, is this where you should be!"

Seeing that Zhang Yang didn't move, the slightly chubby man immediately glared at Zhang Yang's side, Zhang Yang sneered, he had already decided that as long as this guy touched himself, he would immediately teach him a lesson.

But what Zhang Yang didn't expect was that this person didn't reach out to touch himself, but kept looking at Zhang Yang with a scrutinizing look, and after looking at it for a long time, he muttered:

"Are you an idiot? You really don't understand me?"

Zhang Yang rolled his eyes:

"Who are you? What do you do? Didn't your parents teach you how to talk to people?"

"I ...... Hey, the sun is coming out of the west, and no one has dared to talk to me like this for many years! Son, it seems that you don't want to live a good life!"

On the side, the slightly chubby man grabbed a strange-looking war knife from his spatial ring.

He didn't pour any strength into the battle knife, but the war knife still released a tyrannical aura and rushed straight at Zhang Yang.

Next to him, many of the disciples who watched the excitement had already recognized Zhang Yang's identity, but for some reason, these people chose to keep their mouths shut and not say a word, but their eyes were full of playful and sadistic looks when they looked at the slightly chubby man.

It is estimated that they themselves have been reprimanded by this chubby man, so they are looking forward to Zhang Yang teaching this person a lesson.

As for those who don't know Zhang Yang, they are talking excitedly at this time:

"Uncle Hu started again, he seems to have been holding back for more than half a year, and no one has given him a chance, now it's okay, he can be cool once. ”

"For more than half a year, I asked someone, and the newcomer provoked him basically can't be counted, and people apologize very quickly, and he has the most chance to scold two sentences, which can't be counted. ”

"According to your calculations, Uncle Hu has been holding back for more than two years, it's really an exaggeration that he can hold his temper for so long!"

"If you don't hold back, what can you do, the sect master will be beaten to death. ”

"Shhh, don't be, your heart is heard by Uncle Hu, and you will be finished at that time. ”

"It's okay, it's okay, it's a big deal to kneel down and apologize...... Anyway, if you kneel down and apologize, you can't fight. ”

"Uncle Hu is also pitiful, he can't find someone to vent on weekdays......"

"You poor uncle, then you go and dedicate yourself......"

"Shut up, why don't you go!"

......

Zhang Yang heard these conversations, and then knew that this Uncle Hu might be a mania, or of course he might just be simply bad.

At this time, Uncle Hu asked rhetorically in the face of Zhang Yang's white eyes, and said with a strange smile:

"Why, didn't you notice that you were wearing the same clothes as them, now you know!

Over, Uncle Hu raised his hand and abstracted Zhang Yang's cheek with a palm.

If it was another move, Zhang Yang might be able to make a few moves for him, but since he came to his face as soon as he came up, it was naturally impossible for Zhang Yang to get used to him.

So, Zhang Yang's feet slammed into Uncle Hu's chest in an instant, and the huge force knocked Uncle Hu back, but just as his body began to fly turbulently, Zhang Yang's slap slapped him in the face.

Syllable!

After a crisp sound, Uncle Hu hit the door frame behind him like an aerial spinning top.

After a muffled bang, a layer of water rippled on the surface of the attic.

This scene made Zhang Yang couldn't help but admire: it seems that this attic is not only as simple as looking high-end, but it is still protected by a formation.

At the door of the attic next to him, a few guys who were watching the excitement seemed to be sighing at this, they patted the attic door frame next to them with envy, not only did not ripple out, but even fell a piece of dust, and several people next to them glared at them.

"You, you dare to do it with me! Okay! Okay! Hahaha! This is your own death! Hahaha! This is your own death!" Uncle Hu, who was beaten by Zhang Yang, seemed to be going crazy with joy, he laughed and shouted for a while, and then suddenly pointed the strange-looking war knife at Zhang Yang, and said with a strong killing intent:

"I'm going to let you die!"

The moment the words fell, a blood-red sword aura suddenly burst out from this war knife and rushed towards Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang didn't hide, he really wanted to figure out what this red sword qi was, and then he felt a tyrannical and terrifying crazy killing intent.

In this crazy killing intent, there are some very subtle energies that are trying to invade Zhang Yang's body and Zhang Yang's mind, as if they want to influence Zhang Yang's thinking.

However, because Zhang Yang is bound to this world and connected to the world consciousness all year round, this breath has not affected Zhang Yang at all.

But from the outside, it seemed that at least one-tenth of the amount of those crimson knife qi had poured into Zhang Yang's body, and the rest of them were flying around Zhang Yang like active snakes.

Uncle Hu sneered, then took a step forward and slashed down with his sword.

He was still a little far away from Zhang Yang, but for a magic weapon-level weapon, this distance was nothing at all!

As the battle knife in his hand fell, a huge blood-red sword shadow in the sky also instantly fell, slashing straight towards Zhang Yang's head.

Zhang Yang wanted to dodge at first, but when the knife shadow was only a few feet away from his head, Zhang Yang suddenly realized that this knife shadow was also physical!

In other words, this huge sword shadow slash was a physical attack, not a spell attack! And Zhang Yang was a body refining cultivator who was not afraid of physical attacks.

So, he decided not to hide, not only not to hide, but also to take the knife in a very exaggerated way. And this exaggerated way is to pick up white caries empty-handed

Of course, it's not the kind that catches the white blade with both hands together 100% empty-handed, but the kind that is one-handed.

Boom!

With a muffled sound, Zhang Yang's left hand easily grabbed the huge red knife shadow, and the terrifying attack power was directly transmitted along Zhang Yang's body to Lin's face.

There was a crisp click, and the mountain rock under Zhang Yang's feet instantly cracked into a spiderweb-like crack with a diameter of ten meters.

"Hmm?!You dare to take my knife!I'll go to Nima!" Uncle Hu seemed to feel insulted, so he went back to Split.

With the second split, another huge red knife shadow slashed down in the sky, and the first sword shadow caught in Zhang Yang's hand slowly disappeared.

Zhang Yang didn't bother to change his posture, and motionlessly turned his palms towards the neighbors.

After a muffled sound, a lot of rubble exploded in the crack area under Zhang Yang's feet in an instant, and they were all blown out according to the cobweb cracks, although the range was not large, although the gravel did not fly out, but it still looked very shocking.

However, Zhang Yang felt that this effect was just to send ammunition to himself, and there was no other meaning.