Chapter 342 The Miaomen Strongman
"You don't have to waste time exploring, I can tell you all about what you want to know." The old man was just about to leave, but he heard a faint voice.
"Who? Come out! The old man was taken aback, and then shouted a loud scold.
"Aren't you looking for me? Now I'm automatically delivered to the door myself. The voice continued in the darkness.
The old man's heart was full of horror now, the voice in the darkness was so close to himself and the others, he hadn't even noticed it, it seemed that the other party was definitely a master who was no worse than himself, so he said in a deep voice: "Since Your Excellency has come, then show up and want to see it." Don't hide your head and make people laugh. ”
As soon as the old man's words fell, the gate of the courtyard opened, and a figure slowly walked in. The pace was slow, but it was full of pressure.
When he saw that the person who came was Lang Xingtian, the old man's face was full of shock, and he sighed and said, "Many people say that you are very young and a master. Although I don't doubt the possibility that you are a master. But I doubt your age. ”
"But after meeting you in person, I have to say that you shocked me so much, I didn't expect you to be so young, too much beyond my imagination. Actually, I'd rather believe that you're a contemporary of me, but you have a knack for rejuvenation. ”
"Now it seems that the rumors are not exaggerated, on the contrary, they are a little underestimated by you, you are definitely a master, you have such skills at such a young age, you are definitely a super martial arts wizard."
"Thank you for the compliment, I feel very comfortable listening to it, but I think the grievances between us can't be resolved in a few words, now I understand your purpose, but I will never show mercy to those who dare to hurt my family." Lang Xingtian said with a sneer.
"Lang Xingtian, since you have thrown yourself into the net, I can save myself from going to you again, and let you pay for my son's life today." Miao Lan didn't wait for her father to answer, she spoke first, and looked at Lang Xingtian with hatred in her eyes.
"If you want me to pay for your son's life, your son is not worthy, your son has committed countless crimes, and I don't know how many people have been killed, so there are more people in this world who want to pay for your son's life, and he is innocent." Although Lang Xingtian understands Miao Lan's grief as a mother, it does not mean that Miao Lan can be forgiven.
"How many people did my son kill? I can't control it, I only know that my son died because of you, I want to avenge him, and you must pay for my son's life. Miao Lan hated Lang Xingtian and saw that Lang Xingtian was an enemy, her eyes were extremely red, and she had lost her mind.
"It seems that you have been carried away by hatred and have become unreasonable." Lang Xingtian said with a sneer.
"Father, you must avenge Dongyang." Miao Lan looked at the old man with a pleading face.
"Lan'er, don't worry, I know what to do." The old man looked at his grief-stricken daughter and nodded sadly.
"Young man, I am Jin Dongyang's grandfather, although Dongyang said that he did not die in your hands, but he also died indirectly in your hands, so Dongyang's revenge, we must avenge it." The old man looked at Lang Xingtian coldly and said.
"In that case, then don't bother so much, how you want to take revenge, I'll take it all." Lang Xingtian said indifferently, not afraid at all.
"Very well, then we'll fight to the death. Miao Gate, Miao Zhang, please. Miao Zhang responded directly with a fist.
"Lang Xingtian, please." Lang Xingtian also followed with a fist in return.
This time, Lang Xingtian really didn't plan to show mercy to his subordinates, he wanted to defeat the other party with the greatest strength, so that the other party was afraid, and had the idea of being unable to fight, and completely solved this broken matter.
The two stood staring at each other, Miao Zhang's body actually slowly rose, and the fighting spirit also burst out, and the light in his eyes flashed continuously.
As if sensing the battle intent in Miao Zhang's eyes, Lang Xingtian was not to be outdone, his eyes narrowed, and the knife-like edge was revealed. Lang Xingtian intends to take the initiative to defeat the other party in the most direct and effective way.
So Lang Xingtian snorted coldly, raised his arm and slammed out with a fist, and suddenly the fist wind was blowing, rubbing the air, making a whirring sound, the fist was fierce and the air roared wildly, the huge iron fist was like a cannonball blasting out, breaking out of the air, the fist was like a thunderbolt, the strength was like a volcanic eruption, the mighty and mighty, the rampage swept wildly, the power was fierce and domineering, and there was the power of opening the monument and cracking the stone.
Miao Zhang felt that the punch in front of him was like a meteorite meteor outside the sky, and suddenly it appeared in front of him through the space, mixed with boundless domineering, the will to destroy everything, and the terrifying murderous aura that seemed to crush life into meat sauce.
Although Miao Zhang was horrified in his heart, he also aroused boundless fighting spirit, the dignity of the strong, and did not allow him to retreat, so Miao Zhang roared wildly, clenched his fists, and instantly gathered all his strength into his fists, and then slammed out with a punch against Lang Xingtian's punch.