"Uh......"

Liu Yuntong, whose body was shrunk into a ball, suddenly coughed up another mouthful of blood in his mouth, and then under the stunned gaze of his twelve disciples, he fell to the ground, his eyes widened, and he went away without a blind eye.

The hall was silent, silent, and the twelve disciples of Liu Yuntong were so shocked that they forgot to breathe.

Yang Zhen looked at these people with a cold gaze, timid, as soon as he touched Yang Zhen's gaze, his body trembled, and he subconsciously took a half step back.

These twelve people, as Liu Yuntong's personal disciples, have players, but there are also a few virtual characters in the game.

Although their martial arts are not first-class masters, they can be the personal disciples of the second elder of the Huashan Sword Sect, and their martial arts are definitely not weak.

Yang Zhen's eyes flashed with murder, and his figure suddenly moved, and he flew towards a female disciple closest to the entrance of the lobby, that female disciple obviously did not have this psychological preparation, and when Yang Zhen suddenly pounced in front of her, she reacted.

But what's the use of reacting at this time?

As soon as the sword in her hand was raised, Yang Zhen's right claw had already crushed her throat.

When a look of horror flashed in her eyes, Yang Zhen had already kicked the short table in front of her with both feet, and the whole person suddenly flipped upside down in a volley, and turned in front of the young man opposite her, who reacted faster.

But it still didn't work.

His sword slashed at Yang Zhen's right leg, but Yang Zhen's right leg suddenly exerted a second force, kicking his sword body fiercely, kicking the long sword away from his palm, the moment the long sword left his palm, his face inevitably showed a look of panic, but Yang Zhen's left leg had already swept over, and swept heavily across his neck.

But when he heard a terrible "click", the child's neck was obviously broken, and he fell to the side.

What does it mean to be a tiger into a flock?

Yang Zhen's next massacre illustrates this word with bloody facts.

With bare hands.

But he can always kill a disciple of Liu Yuntong in one or two moves.

The most powerful one only supported three moves under Yang Zhen's claws and legs.

Two or three faces, Yang Zhen killed the two closest to the door, as soon as these two people died, the other ten people in the hall all changed their faces, all of them changed their complexions, some people panicked, some people wanted to rush out of the door to escape, some people wanted to break through the wall behind the lobby to escape, and some people wanted to break the roof and fly out, only two people thought about uniting everyone to besiege Yang Zhen.

It's a pity that the appeal of these two people is obviously not enough.

As soon as he gritted his teeth and decided to call everyone to besiege together, a timid male disciple had already kicked heavily on the wall behind the lobby, kicking a hole the size of a bathtub on the wall, and the wall tiles were protruding outward, but unfortunately, this kick still did not kick a big hole in the wall.

On the contrary, another female disciple with long legs suddenly flew up, stepped on the wall with her feet repeatedly, and flew towards the roof, obviously trying to break the roof and escape from the roof.

It's a pity that no matter who wants to escape or wants to besiege Yang Zhen, they can't leave this room alive in the end.

When the woman who was flying on the wall was about to fly up to break the roof, Yang Zhen killed the end of a male disciple with three consecutive kicks, and kicked the long sword in the male disciple's hand, and when the long sword kicked out, it was like an arrow from the string, and the sword flashed in the middle of the room, and shot into the back of the female disciple's buttocks, nailing the female disciple to the wall alive, and after a convulsion of his hands and feet, he stopped convulsing with a reluctant face.

After two or three minutes.

In the entire lobby, except for Yang Zhen, who was the only one standing, there was no one alive.

There were corpses lying on the ground and lying on low tables everywhere, and there was not a single one who could run to the door and die.

Corpses everywhere, blood everywhere.

This is the rivers and lakes!

The master is invincible, and no matter how many weak people there are, it is difficult to have a chance to kill the master.

The entire county government had already been alarmed when Yang Zhen and Liu Yuntong made their moves, and at this time, hundreds of Huashan disciples had been surrounded outside this hall, all of them holding unsheathed swords in their hands, and torches illuminated the outside as if it were day.

There was a lot of noise, and there were people running towards this side with swords in hand, but there was no one who dared to rush into the hall to help.

When Yang Zhen walked out of the hall with a cold face and covered in blood, those people were shocked.

In this hall, who are in there tonight, and these people outside, even if they don't know before, they must have known just now.

The second elder of their Sword Sect, as well as the twelve disciples under the second elder's seat.

Among them, they are all masters who need to be looked up to.

Thirteen people can't beat one?

Clever one, he had already guessed that person was the Proud Demon God of the Eagle Claw Gate.

The stupid ones also know that they are never opponents, and they are already thinking of running away at this time. Fight with a sword? Are you kidding! Let whoever you can! Anyway, Lao Tzu will never go up to die!

These ideas are not owned by one or two people.

Looking at the blood-stained man in black who came out of the hall, a strong fear spread among the crowd.

Yang Zhen glanced at this group of ordinary Huashan disciples who were already timid, and the figure went up to the opposite roof as soon as he was vertical, and the figure unfolded, and the figure flew and flashed a few times, and then quickly disappeared away and disappeared into the night.

Only the group of Huashan disciples who were frightened by their courage were left there, and there was an uproar all of a sudden.

The voice that had been completely suppressed just now seemed to explode all at once.

There was a lot of noise and discussion.

When he came to this county office, Yang Zhen flew over from the rooftops, and when he went back, Yang Zhen still walked on the roofs of houses.

What came out of the window of the inn was still from the window of the inn and back into the room of the inn.

If someone comes to ask the innkeeper in a moment, if the guests in this room have gone out tonight.

The innkeeper and the guy will definitely shake their heads and say no.

Of course, this is only if.

Yang Zhen went in and out of the window, and it was not out of this consideration.

He'll quit the game in a minute, and once he's out of the game, his whole body will disappear into the room, who cares who comes here to track down his whereabouts?

Besides, Liu Yuntong and the twelve disciples are dead, tonight, the Huashan Sect disciples of Yuanfeng City have no leader, who can find out the news that he is staying in this inn tonight?

…… After returning to the inn room, Yang Zhen used the communicator to dial Tieren's communication.

"Liu Yuntong and his twelve disciples, I have killed them all, you immediately send troops to recapture Yuanfeng City!"

As soon as Tie Ren on the other end of the communicator heard the news, his spirits immediately lifted up, and he immediately promised: "Okay! No problem! I'll send troops to Yuanfeng City right away! ”

…… After the communication ended, Yang Zhen's tense face eased and began to change into clothes stained with a lot of blood, and after the clothes were changed, he threw them directly under the bed.

Then he walked over and bolted the door, then went to bed and sat down cross-legged, and then quit the game.

Killing thirteen people in a row tonight, my mood is still a little surging, and it is already difficult to calm down and cultivate, so let's just quit the game!

…… Coming out of the game, Yang Zhen got up from the bed, walked to the closet and opened the closet door, and was about to take a change of underwear to take a hot shower, when the mobile phone placed on the bedside suddenly rang.

Who called me at this time?

Yang Zhen was a little puzzled in his heart.

But still walked over and picked up the phone.

Nowadays, there are not many people who know his mobile phone number.

Basically, they are all very familiar people, with Yang Zhen's surname, ordinary friends, he will not give his mobile phone number to the other party.

When I picked up my phone, I saw that Chen Jing's name was displayed on the screen.

How could it be her?

The two haven't been in touch since the last time they kissed her when they were a little drunk.

Although Chen Jing and the others lived upstairs in Yang Zhen, neither of them took the initiative to find each other.

Yang Zhen doesn't want to make a mess of his love life.

And Chen Jing, as a girl, knew that Yang Zhen was about to get married, and it was impossible for her to take the initiative to come to him when she was sober and reasonable.

But tonight, at this time, she called him out of the blue.

How could she call me?

There were doubts in his heart, but Yang Zhen still pressed the answer button, he is a man, he has taken advantage of other girls, and now other girls call and don't know if there is anything he needs help with, can he not answer people's calls?

If he did, would he still be human?

"Hello!"

After pressing the answer button, Yang Zhen adjusted his mood and said hello in a tone as calm as possible.

"Yang, Brother Yang, you, can you come to the Yeyu Nightclub?"

On the phone, Chen Jing's tone was a little hesitant.

In the microphone, there was also the sound of speakers, so that her voice was not clear. But Yang Zhen listened carefully, so he still heard clearly.

"How did you get to the nightclub?"

Hearing her say that she was now in the Yeyu nightclub, Yang Zhen's brows furrowed, and he was inevitably a little disappointed in her.

She usually looks so quiet, how can she go to a place like a nightclub?

"You—Come on! Tonight, Juanjuan's boyfriend had to invite us over to sing, but just now a few drunk men rushed into our box, and Juanjuan's boyfriend and Jingjing's boyfriend were about to fight with them......"

As soon as Chen Jing's words came to this, Yang Zhen heard a scream from Tao Jing in the distance on the phone, and it rang out together, as well as the angry scolding and shouting of several men fighting, and there was obviously a fight over there.

Yang Zhen frowned and was speechless.

This kind of thing has nothing to do with him, but it just got to him.

On the phone, Chen Jing's tone was already anxiously urging.

Although Yang Zhen didn't have much of a good impression of Fan Sujuan and Tao Jing's boyfriends, for the sake of Chen Jing and the two girls' faces, he still agreed and hung up the phone.

(To be continued)