161. Crossfire
"What?"
Huang Mao was stunned for a moment, and sure enough, he saw that the girl Tsing Yi's current posture was not quite right, this was forced by the co-ordination.
The next second.
He roared: "Dare to come to my Nighthawk Hall, look for death!" β
He punched Chen Yan's head, and he was really a good master.
But in front of Chen Yan, it's too tender!
"Phew!"
Chen Yan had long wanted to fight.
The real qi in his body is like a steamer now, the jade pendant continues to heat up, and the energy seems to be about to explode, he is a little worried, if he doesn't vent well, will he explode?
Therefore, he threw away the girl directly and punched it as well.
As a result, it was very unpleasant.
With such a punch, Huang Mao flew out like a kite with a broken string, and blood spurted again and again in midair, and his arm was broken into several pieces.
"Shhh
A whistle sounded rapidly in the factory.
The next moment, dozens of Nighthawk Hall killers rushed out.
"What's going on?"
"Who dares to come to my Nighthawk Hall to make trouble?"
Huang Mao held the broken arm, bared his teeth, and said: "It's the target of Tsing Yi's first kill mission, this guy didn't die, but broke into our Nighthawk Hall." β
"What?"
"Daring!"
A shirtless man stepped out of the crowd: "Let me kill him!" β
As a result, Tsing Yi said weakly beside him: "Senior Brother Gu, he is the grandmaster." β
"Ahββ?h
The bare-chested man was startled at the time, and his footsteps stopped suddenly.
The words of the grandmaster, it seems, should ...... You can't kill it!
At this time, Chen Yan spoke: "You Nighthawk Hall, are you shrimp soldiers and crab generals?" Are there any other big fish? β
"Damn, what's wrong with the grandmaster, Lao Tzu is also a half-step grandmaster!" The bare-shouldered man was angry when he heard this, they are all warriors, warriors are bloody and angry, how can they admit defeat?
"Come!"
Chen Yan shook his head: "You are too weak, let's go together!" β
The shirtless man shouted, "Look down on Lao Tzu? Let you see Lao Tzu's 100-step divine fist! β
"Boom-"
The Hundred Steps Divine Fist has not yet reached Chen Yan.
A big foot thrashed him hard.
Lose in seconds!
The members of the Nighthawk who were watching all shrank their pupils, and they felt the aura of the grandmaster emanating from Chen Yan's body, one-on-one, it was impossible to succeed.
"Let's get on it!"
"Copy guy!"
"Boom......"
Everyone drew their weapons and swarmed up.
Chen Yan smiled: "This is a little interesting!" β
He couldn't hold back the belligerent factor in his heart for a long time, and before these people could attack, he took the lead in rushing forward, without any moves...... In fact, he really doesn't have any special martial arts and moves, all relying on brute force and speed to win.
But, that's enough.
Everyone's movements, imaged in his eyes, seemed to be in slow motion.
And his speed, in the eyes of others, is as fast as a ghost.
"Boom-"
The first!
"Woohoo!"
Two, three!
Every time he shot, the force was heavy, and the opponent was either smashed to the bone, or he was beaten and vomited blood and couldn't get up.
In the blink of an eye, a piece fell.
The girl Tsing Yi stood in the corner, dumbfounded, she thought that if she brought Chen Yan here, this guy would definitely be killed, and the grandmaster would not be able to stop the group fight, but she found that it was ridiculously wrong, the gap between the grandmaster and the half-step grandmaster was too big.
"Stop!"
At that moment, a roar rang out.
An old man rushed down from the upper floor of the factory, his beard and hair were all white, like a white-haired lion.
A "boom" fell in front of Chen Yan.
The ground exploded, and the air rushed in all directions.
The rolling momentum made the Nighthawk members next to them retreat in embarrassment.
But the words in front of him were light and light, and he didn't move at all.
"Great, Elder Xu is here!"
"Xu Lao is a veteran grandmaster, and he will definitely be able to find his teeth all over the ground with this mess!"
When the people of the Nighthawk Hall saw the old man appear, they were immediately overjoyed and spoke one after another.
The old man looked at Chen Yan, whose face did not change, and said in a loud voice: "Your Excellency, the third watch of the middle of the night came to my Wumeng Night Eagle Hall, and he shot so ruthlessly, is it too much?" β
"Excessive?" Chen Yan sneered, "Old fellow, why didn't you go too far when you sent someone from the Nighthawk Hall to kill me?" β
The old man raised his eyebrows: "Your Excellency is a master of the Grandmaster, and I will not accept the list of killing the Grandmaster in the Nighthawk Hall." β
"There's a lot of nonsense, let's talk about it after fighting!"
Chen Yan didn't want to speak now, he was so angry that he couldn't stand it.
That piece of jade is scary.
Chen Yan was full of anger and punched hard.
The old man snorted angrily and greeted him with his fist as well.
"Boom-"
There was an explosion, and the energy swept through a radius of dozens of meters.
Several of the disciples of the Nighthawk Hall were knocked to the ground by the energy, several large pits were trampled out of the ground, and the table next to them was torn apart.
"Oooo
The old man took three steps back, and his fist headache seemed to be broken.
Chen Yan finally vented some of the evil king's true anger, and after a burst of sourness, he rushed up again: "Come again!" β
"Boom-"
Another punch.
The old man dodged in a hurry this time.
Chen Yan's fist smashed on the cement pillar, and instantly broke a pillar thicker than a bucket, and the cement stones flew like bullets.
The old man shouted: "Great Demon Fist!" β
"It's good to come!"
Chen Yan ignored it and went straight to meet it.
Fists collide.
This time it's even more powerful than just now.
Even Chen Yan took two steps back, and the old man took seven steps back, his back hit the wall, and his face turned blue.
"How so?"
"Xu Lao is a veteran grandmaster, and his strength is second only to the hall master, and he was actually pressed and beaten!"
"What the hell is this guy coming from?"
There was a sinister aura rising behind Chen Yan, showing a faint blood color.
He walked over to the old man: "Old thing, is this all there is to it?" From today on, there is no need for a social tumor like Nighthawk Hall to exist, and to be a killer, you must have the consciousness of being killed. β
"Die, old thing!"
"Roarβ"
Chen Yan condensed the evil qi with a punch, and the momentum exuded made the eyes of the people next to him unable to open.
But just when Chen Yan was about to kill the old man with a punch, a sharp blade pierced out of the oblique stab and hit Chen Yan's left abdomen as fast as lightning.
"Huh?"
Chen Yan was taken aback, so murderous.
This is the strongest person in the Nighthawk Hall!
When he turned his head, he saw a woman in a black leather coat and leather pants, flying straight in black, and a dagger in her hand with a murderous aura, stabbing him to the point.
"Whew-"
Chen Yan couldn't dodge, and his clothes were cut open.
A wisp of blood oozed out quickly.
Hurt.
"It's my sister!"
"Great, the hall master finally made a move!"
"It seems that it still depends on the hall master, you see, that kid is injured!"
"Haha, he actually threatened to destroy my Nighthawk Hall, he is really a toad yawning, with the hall master here, no one can destroy Nighthawk Hall!"
Chen Yan touched the wound, it was okay, it was not deep.
He looked at the woman, with long straight black hair, and unexpectedly delicate facial features, probably twenty-five or sixteen years old, with sharp eyes; Probably because of wearing leather clothes and leather pants, it is very tight, and the figure is particularly sexy and hot.
"You're the Nighthawk Hall Master?"
"Uhhh
The woman didn't say a word, and turned into a black lightning bolt.
In each hand, he holds a cold dagger.
Kill it.
This is the fastest and most dangerous opponent Chen Yan has ever encountered.