Shout!

The sound of breaking wind exploded in his ears, and the scar-faced man chuckled in his heart.

Worst!

As soon as this thought came to him, a huge force came at him.

Hurt!

He only felt as if his right arm had been hit by a heavy hammer, and his body staggered, and he barely managed to stabilize his body after falling four or five meters away.

At this moment, one of his hands was numb and completely lost his combat effectiveness.

Seeing that the scarred face of the leader suffered a heavy blow just by looking at his face, the people next to him were stunned one by one, and they couldn't believe the qiē in front of them.

Scarface's combat power is also well known, otherwise it would be impossible to become the leader of this group of outlaws.

Especially Song Yehan, he is extremely confident in Scarface, thinking that even if his strength can't restrain Zhang Yang, at least it can make him tired to deal with.

Seeing that Zhang Yang was like an iron plate and could not be shaken, everyone simply set their eyes on Ziyi.

However, there was a man with a short knife who always stayed by Song Yehan's side, like a cheetah with tense muscles, hiding on the side, ready to kill at any time.

Zhang Yang had already felt the momentum of this person, and he also knew that he was probably another reliance on Song Yehan.

However, this lean man did not show the slightest murderous intent from beginning to end, and Zhang Yang was a little unsure of his true identity.

"Kuroko, don't do it yet!"

The man known as Kuroko hesitated, pulled out a short knife from his waist with his backhand, and went straight to Zhang Yang.

The blade suddenly appeared, and Zhang Yang couldn't help but look abrupt.

This knife technique seems to be familiar, and it is exactly the same as the stunt of the Yang family in southern Xinjiang.

Speaking of the Yang family in southern Xinjiang, it has a lot of roots with Fu Yimen.

Every year, the Yang family would send someone to send a batch of Miao Jiang-unique medicinal materials to Yangyuan Stone, and Uncle Shi would always give back a small bottle of carefully refined elixir as a gift.

"Are you from the Yang family?" Zhang Yang turned sideways to avoid a horse-step bayonet, flicked his fingers, swung away the sharp blade that reflected the cold light, and spoke.

Hey?

The other party hesitated for a moment, but the movements of his hands did not stop.

Immediately, another knee-fixing knife swept from the left.

Zhang Yang didn't dodge this time, but came to the white blade empty-handed, and grabbed the blade of the knife!

Seeing that Zhang Yang actually made such an unheard-of way to comically kill himself, the man's eyes were shocked.

Thinking of Zhang Yang's mention of the Yang family just now, he was a little relieved.

"You also know the Yang family knife?"

"I know a little bit about it, but I don't know it well."

"In this way, you and the Yang family only know each other."

"Yes!"

"In that case, there's nothing to say! Look at the moves! ”

I only heard him shout loudly and shot again.

The blade went straight to Zhang Yang's door with a cold whirlwind, this move was definitely different from any Yang family knife routine in Zhang Yang's memory, but it reminded him of the whirlwind slash of Dongying Liusheng.

It's just that this person's knife technique has some more fierceness in the Buddhist knife technique.

Zhang Yang didn't bother to care about the other party's origins, since he aided the abuse, there was nothing to say.

He snorted coldly, and a sliding step punch, only taking the man's waist.

The man listened to the wind and discerned the position, dodged the fatal blow a second in advance, and slashed at Zhang Yang's right shoulder with another backhand.

Cut it out!

A hint of horror flashed in the man's eyes.

He was sure that with the distance and angle just now, Zhang Yang couldn't avoid his fatal knife at all.

However, the facts were in front of him, and he could not believe it.

What's even more terrifying is that at the moment when he was stunned, a cold wind suddenly came from behind him.

Worst!

As soon as this thought appeared, I only felt a sweetness in my throat, and my vest was hit by Zhang Yang's palm.

Ahem!

With two violent coughs, a crackling sound suddenly erupted from the man's body!

This is......

Zhang Yang suddenly felt that the other party's body was twisting sharply, and a wisp of evil aura was spreading rapidly.

This mysterious swordsman actually practiced evil arts, using the blood and soul of wild beasts to refine his physical body, and once cast, he was able to increase his speed and strength several times in the blink of an eye.

It was the first time Zhang Yang had encountered this ancient evil art, and he couldn't think of a way to crack it for a while, so he could only watch the man's body expand sharply, and the brilliance of the blade in his hand became more and more bewitching.

"Be careful, this is the Nanyang Flesh Puppet Technique!" Ziyi reminded.

"Is there a way?" Zhang Yang asked.

"Aren't you Xuanmen people very good at dealing with these things?" Ziyi said jokingly.

Judging by her expression, she didn't seem worried.

"I'm sorry, I'm just a half-ass, I'm afraid it won't work." Zhang Yang said self-deprecatingly.

He was telling the truth.

Because he had never made any progress in cultivating the Nine Yang True Technique, he was reluctant to go deeper into anything other than being a little interested in medical skills.

You may be able to deal with ordinary evil arts, but once you encounter this slightly more advanced method, you will be helpless.

"Don't count on me. He has a blood Shura engraved on his body, and he has a Shura body, and I can entangle him at most, but I can't even enter his body. ”

"Then I won't bother you!" Zhang Yang dropped these words, and with a dodge, the iron palm full of Jiuyang True Fire slapped straight towards the blood Shura on the man's chest.

Although it is a hard-fought style, Zhang Yang is still quite confident in his Jiuyang true fire.

The Nine Yang True Fire is the power of the most yang and the strongest in heaven and earth, and it is used to restrain all evil forces.

Boom!

Zhang Yang accurately hit the Blood Shura tattoo, which was constantly turning bright red.

He knew in his heart that once the Blood Shura was formed, it would be difficult to deal with.

The moment the palm power hit the Blood Shura, Zhang Yang only felt a surge of qi and blood.

A manic and bloodthirsty force swept in, and the Nine Yang True Technique operated almost automatically, which suppressed this terrifying power.

Fortunately, the Blood Shura, which was about to take shape, had become ethereal again, and there was a bloody aura around it, surging violently like clouds.

With a successful blow, Zhang Yang slapped again.

This time, the strength in his hands was even better.

Blood Shura must be completely crushed!

Boom!

Although the man tried his best to avoid it, Zhang Yang's speed was too fast, and the angle was particularly tricky, but it still didn't work.

The iron palm hit Shura's tattoo again, and after a burst of blood mist, the man's body suddenly dried up.

The magic was broken, and the man's face turned pale, and his lips turned black, as if he had aged thirty years in an instant.

Although Song Yehan had long known Zhang Yang's strength, he never expected that the trump card in his hand would be destroyed so simply, and his eyes were full of fear.

Zhang Yang is like a god of war, and he has already made those thugs frightened, unwilling to continue to be the enemy.

So, they all targeted Ziyi.

In their opinion, once the purple clothes are captured, Zhang Yang will inevitably throw himself into the mouse.

What's more, Song Yehan is supervising the battle in the back, and if he wants to get the bounty, he must put on a hard look.

Otherwise, with their understanding of Song Yehan, once they settle accounts after the autumn after the incident, not only will they not be able to get the bonus, but they may also be punished.

Thinking of Song Yehan's methods, everyone shuddered.

It's a pity that they completely underestimated Ziyi's strength.

When the first thug was swept out of the car by an invisible force for more than ten meters before he got close to the purple clothes, slammed into the roof of the car, and no longer moved, everyone reacted, this was even more terrifying than Zhang Yang.

They didn't know much about the members of the Wolf Tooth Secret Service who had left before, but they could feel what made these seven or eight people different.

Originally, they left because of Ziyi's words, which made them surprised and excited.

After all, without these competitors, the 10 million bounty promised by Song Yehan would be a lot more.

But now, the shock brought by the purple clothes made them suddenly sober up.

Because she is no longer a human force.

They clearly saw that the unlucky guy was obviously a full meter away from the purple clothes, but he was directly knocked to the ground.

Although his strength is not outstanding among a group of people, he is not weak, and now he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, which is really appalling.

Everyone looked at the purple clothes with a sneer on their faces like monsters, and no one dared to approach.

Song Yehan, who was hiding behind and watching the battle, quickly reacted, and pointed the muzzle of the black hole at the purple clothes.

Song Yehan was able to contact the people with wolf teeth, and naturally knew that there were indeed some people with special abilities in this world.

It's just that he didn't expect that the seemingly delicate purple clothes would be so strong.

The huge fear in his heart made him feel vicious, and he was ready to deal with the purple clothes first.

It's a pity that he never expected that before he had time to pull the trigger, he felt that his eyes flickered, and his hands were empty.

The gun is gone......

The next moment, he saw Ziyi holding the M9 in his hand, and the muzzle of the black hole was aimed at him.

"You...... What are you doing? Song Ye shouted inwardly.

He looked trembling, afraid that Ziyi would really shoot.

"What do you say?" Ziyi sneered. With a beautiful gun, the muzzle of the black hole was aimed at Song Yehan again.

"Don't mess around! You...... Do you know who I am? Song Yehan shouted loudly.

"I don't care who you are!" Ziyi sneered.

"I am the grandson of the Song family, and Jiangshan is my uncle! My grandfather is Song Weiguo! Song Yehan hurriedly revealed his identity.

He thought that since Ziyi knew about the Wolf Tooth Special Service, he naturally knew the identity of his uncle Jiangshan.

"Director Jiang?" Ziyi asked.

"Yes!"

"Hmph, dare to call a dormant team, I'll ask him who gave him such confidence!" Ziyi said with a cold expression.

When Song Yehan heard this, he was shocked.

He didn't seem to be as simple as scaring himself when he looked at the purple clothes.

Coupled with the reactions of the previous members of the Wolf Tooth Special Service Team, I felt that I had provoked someone who should not have been provoked this time.

"You, you...... Who exactly! He stammered.

"It doesn't matter who I am, but you're going to be out of luck today."

"I don't believe you dare to kill me!" Song Yehan gritted his teeth and said.

"I can't be the master if I kill you or not, it depends on my boss's mood."

Ziyi said, intentionally or unintentionally looking at Zhang Yang, who was destroying the withering and decaying and putting those thugs on the ground.

That means for itself.