When Kawanaka saw John change color, he immediately knew that the plan had failed.

"Kill!"

can become the person in charge of the Oshima Club sent out to capture Long Huajing, Kawanaka is definitely a decisive person! With a shout, he drew his katana behind his back and slashed at the people in front of him.

John was still thinking about the president just now, when he was caught off guard and saw several of his subordinates being dismembered, and he was immediately furious.

Several wind blades appeared out of thin air in his hand, one flew towards the middle of the river, and the other wind blades were all killing the surrounding martial artists with refining strength.

In the battle with bright strength, except for those strongmen who defy the sky, general refining strength is definitely the end of cannon fodder.

Zhang Yang lay on a big rock and watched the fight of everyone not far away, hehe smiled, if the conditions didn't allow him, he really wanted to move a stool and eat melon seeds to watch the play.

The more these foreign warriors died, the happier they became, anyway, he didn't have a good impression of those white ghosts and dwarves.

The more Zhang Yang looked at it, the more bored he became, originally he was still carefully observing that John's moves, but after a long time, this guy would get a wind blade, and Zhang Yang almost fell asleep.

"Are these foreigners all fools? Isn't it dispersing the power to engage in so many wind blades? Zhang Yang shook his head while watching, of course, he didn't know that it was not that John was unwilling to condense into a wind blade, but that his spiritual power was not enough to control the wind blade that was too powerful.

The fighting between the two sides became less and less, and in less than ten minutes, there were less than ten people on both sides who could stand, and more than a dozen corpses were left on the ground.

John gasped heavily, what they Westerners are not good at is protracted warfare, and they can't support themselves physically.

Kawanaka looked at the remaining three people around him, blood in his eyes, this is all his descendant!

Watanabe, who was lying on the ground, had already been chopped into pulp in the chaotic battle, and Ono was also covered in blood.

Although John's physical strength was not enough, the power of their group attack was not weak, and in the end, the island country suffered a big loss.

Kawanaka snorted coldly, he wouldn't give the other party a chance to rest!

The sword light in the dark night flickered from time to time, and the sword skills of Kawanaka were even more powerful under the cover of the night, and the tired John couldn't take care of the little brother around him at all.

Enraged, he had to spread the flames on the other three.

Looking at the performance of the two, Zhang Yang became more and more disappointed, and these two guys were able to take advantage of those martial artists.

Not to mention that this kind of strength is compared with Song Hongfei and Li Zhengshan, even Zhang Wuji, who killed him in one move in the ring, is stronger than them.

After a while, except for the two remaining guys, all the rest met Hades.

Seeing that the two of them were still wasting time, and seeing that the sky was almost bright, Zhang Yang finally couldn't help it.

"Two devil brothers, are you still fighting?" Zhang Yang teased and slowly walked out of the darkness.

John and Kawanaka were shocked, they didn't expect that there were still people lurking on the side.

But when they saw Zhang Yang's youthful appearance clearly, the vigilant heart just now relaxed a little.

Even if they break through Ming Jin at such an age, I'm afraid it won't be too long, although the strength of the two of them has decreased a little, they can't deal with it alone.

John's eyes rolled, thinking that ordinary Chinese people are hostile to island people, and he is now physically exhausted, if he can win over the guy in front of him......

"Friend, that guy is from the island country, and he came to Huaxia this time to cause sabotage, how about we join forces to solve him?"

Kawaaka snorted coldly, glanced at Zhang Yang, and found that he couldn't see through his depth, and his complexion changed.

Zhang Yang smiled, "Don't take me for a fool, talk about what's good." ”

John's face froze, and he cursed in his heart.

"How about 10 million dollars?"

Zhang Yang glanced at him disdainfully, and sneered: "The blank check will be waived, if it is cash, I will consider it." ”

John's face was entangled, how could he bring anything with him this time when he brought someone to smuggle in.

Zhang Yang didn't continue to tease them, and Zhengse said: "Our Huaxia things can only belong to us, you robbers better to die!" ”

Kawachu and John winked at the same time and quickly attacked Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang chuckled, what if two Ming Jin entry martial artists with less than half of their strength joined forces!

The ghostly figure flashed by, and the hideous Kawachu was twisted off his neck by Zhang Yang before he could react, and John who saw this scene was stunned, and Kawanaka, who had the strength of the upper ninja, was easily killed without any power to fight back!

John screamed and turned around and fled, not caring about anything, at this moment he was full of fear for the mysterious Huaxia.

Zhang Yang casually threw away Chuanzhong's corpse, looked at John, who ran out of dozens of meters, unhurriedly took out the tiger que, and aimed at the guy and threw it over.

This A-level ability master, who enjoyed distinguished treatment in the United States, was nailed to the ground by Zhang Yang alive, and quickly lost his voice after a few spasms.

Walking up to John, Zhang Yang pulled out the tiger and wiped the blood on the corpse before groping for John.

After a while, Zhang Yang muttered a few words, this guy is too poor, and a bright master doesn't bring anything good when he goes out.

"Recycling!"

Zhang Yang shouted, and soon the corpse in front of him disappeared without a trace.

Back to the place where Chuanzhong is located, Zhang Yang has gained a little bit this time.

Looking at the small wooden box in his hand, Zhang Yang opened it and smelled a strange fragrance, this thing is probably what the little devil said.

However, Zhang Yang didn't care too much, although he didn't know what this thing was for, but Zhang Yang didn't believe that this thing would be better than the elixir of his own system. But talking is better than nothing, Zhang Yang casually put things into the Sumeru ring. Looking at the other corpses around him, Zhang Yang didn't bother to look at them, and all of them were recovered.

Looking at the speedboat on the shore, Zhang Yang was a little interested, this thing is only five or six meters long, and he can still put his ring.

Anyway, my ring is empty, and if I have time, I may be able to open it to play. Putting the speedboat into the ring, Zhang Yang was a little tired, it seems that this large volume of things is still a great loss of spirit.

Looking at the only remaining backpack on the shore, Zhang Yang frowned a little.

……

"This thing is fake, isn't it?" Zhang Yang muttered, looking at the crystal in his hand with some disappointment.

Although Zhang Yang didn't look at the piece of Long Huajing last time, he could feel the flow of energy in it, but in addition to the somewhat similar appearance of the piece in his hand, he didn't feel a trace of energy.

Zhang Yang was disappointed in his heart, and pinched it fiercely, and the crystal instantly turned into powder.

"A bunch of idiots! So many people died for a few dollars of rags! Zhang Yang scolded hatefully, but he wondered how these guys knew that Long Huajing existed here.

Thinking of the purpose of these people and the tombstone he found, Zhang Yang's heart suddenly moved.

After thinking about it, Zhang Yang hurriedly ran towards the cemetery, maybe there was some windfall tonight.

The speed of the flamboyance in the night was amazing, and it took less than five minutes to arrive at the cemetery where he had arrived.

Looking at the broken small dirt bag in front of him, Zhang Yang felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

The reason why he came here was mainly to remember the origin of Long Huajing that the system had told him before.

It was an energy crystal condensed by the internal strength of the martial artist, although Zhang Yang was not too sure, but he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart.

"Don't blame me, senior, anyway, you've been dead for many years, and even the tombstone has fallen, you shouldn't blame me!" Zhang Yang muttered in a low voice, comforting himself in his heart, he came to dig the grave with the mentality of benefiting future generations.

Just do it, Zhang Yang took out the tiger que and began to dig up.

Soon, Zhang Yang heard a clang, and the iron-sharpened tiger was actually stuck!

Zhang Yang was happy in his heart, which showed that the grave in front of him was not simple!

Gently peel off the thin layer of soil, and Zhang Yang was stunned.

Suddenly thinking of something, Zhang Yang hurriedly peeled off all the surrounding soil layers, and soon the underground scene appeared in Zhang Yang's eyes.

"What is this made of?" Zhang Yang looked at the coffin in front of him, extremely curious.

Zhang Yang lightly slashed a few times with Huque, and found that the coffin was unscathed, and couldn't help but be surprised.

Now Zhang Yang is confirmed, the people buried here are not simple!

After circling the coffin for a long time, Zhang Yang felt that this thing seemed to be a whole, without the slightest gap.

Zhang Yang was very curious in his heart, it stands to reason that this material must have a lot of energy, but the system has no response, which means that this thing does not explain energy.

But what if there was no energy, so tenacious?

Zhang Yang suddenly shouted, and the tiger flickered with strength and slashed down!

"Boom!"

Zhang Yang took a few steps back, and he was shocked!

His knife mixed with thirty percent of the internal force was actually bounced back! It's incredible!

You must know that with his strength of thirty percent of the internal force and the bonus of the tiger, I am afraid that even the truck can be split in half, but the coffin in front of him is not moving!

Zhang Yang's face showed joy, and the more he said this, the stronger the characters buried inside!

This time, Zhang Yang was a little reluctant to destroy the coffin in front of him, this thing is also a great treasure!

If you can find a way to make this thing into a defensive shield or a garment, then who can break through their own defenses.

After wandering around for a long time, seeing that the sky was already faintly white, Zhang Yang was a little anxious.

You must know that those people in the temple have been killed, although they did not do it themselves, but if they are discovered, they will inevitably be in trouble.

After thinking about it, Zhang Yang looked at the fact that there was still some space in the ring, and it shouldn't be a problem to put down the coffin, Zhang Yang endured his headache and silently said "Receive".

Shaking his heavy head, Zhang Yang hurriedly rushed to the hotel.

As soon as he returned to the room, Zhang Yang lay down and fell asleep, the two guys he killed tonight didn't make much effort, but collecting things consumed his mental power.

Zhang Yang, who was asleep, didn't know that the ancient city of Huangjiang, which had been silent for many years, was about to usher in a big earthquake!

The Guandi Temple on the mountain is not as simple as Zhang Yang thought!

The deaths of dozens of people could no longer hide the existence of this ancient temple, and a large number of masters rushed to this quiet small city.