The big man in sackcloth was tall and big, and his palm the size of a pu fan slapped down suddenly, bringing out a strong wind, which seemed to envelop the space in front of him in a five-foot radius, and the power was amazing.

Although this big man is a subordinate of Zhan Rulai, his martial arts cultivation is profound, and he has far surpassed ordinary martial arts masters.

The little fat man in a brocade dress was taken aback, let out a scream, and seeing that he couldn't dodge, his fat and white palms suddenly rose up, wanting to shake the big man's fierce blow.

At this moment, his waist suddenly numb, the true qi in his body instantly dispersed, and his arms suddenly became weak.

Burst!

The big man's palm fell, and the top of the little fat man's head was like an iron piece hitting a big watermelon, and the beating was sparse, red and white, bursting out, and the whole head was knocked out, only a headless corpse stood in place.

The big man was stunned for a moment, and his palm maintained the posture of patting down, with a look of surprise.

Originally, the little fat man raised his palms, quite orderly, this big man thought that he had met a master, frightened, luck in the palm of his hand, and added a little strength, and at the same time he had already given birth to the idea of retreating and dodging, who knew that this little fat man's silver-like pewter gun head, somehow, had no power to parry, and was smashed by his own palm.

"My good grandson, ahhhh——!hh

Just when the big man was stunned, the grandfather of the little fat man next to him, the fat old man in brocade clothes, his eyes flashed, the eight-sided hat on his head instantly exploded into a puff of pieces, his long hair danced wildly, his body instantly became thin and long, his arms soared, and the tips of his ten fingers grew black nails up to half a foot, turning into a black wind, rushing to the big man's side, grabbing the big man's head: "Die!" ”

The big man was taken aback, his body shook, he raised his leg and kicked forward, and at the same time, he threw a short punch and slammed into the old man's lower abdomen.

Rumble!

The old man did not dodge the big man's fists and feet, his palm continued to shoot down, and he was grabbing the big man's head, and the five fingers of the huge palm were closed, and the big man's head was buckled, and he let out a loud howl, and pulled it up like a turnip.

Burst!

In the blood splattered, the whole head of the big man was pulled off by him.

"Jinzhou Yan Family's Zombie Gong?"

Zhan Rulai snorted coldly in the restaurant, he had already sat down on the second floor, and when he saw his subordinates being killed by the old man, he stood up suddenly, and he didn't see how he behaved, and the next moment he had reached the long street below the restaurant, and fell in front of the old man in brocade, and his palm slowly patted forward: "How old are you of the Yan family?" ”

The old man on the opposite side was originally fat and fat, dressed in brocade, like a rich man, but at this time, his body became slender and long, his skin became black as iron, even his head became slender, his eyes were blood-red, his fangs were exposed, he poked out his lips, his claws grabbed Zhan Rulai, and let out a howl that was not human: "Who are you?" ”

Rumble!

Zhan Rulai's palms shook, and he grabbed the claws of the old man, and there was a thunderous sound on the ground, and under the overflowing energy, a big pit appeared at the scene in an instant, and the street gravel splashed everywhere, and the restaurant where Yang Xingzhou was located shook three times, and the wine jar on the wine table was buzzing.

"The Yan family's zombie skills are really good!"

Zhan Rulai's long hair flew away, his body shook slightly, and he said with a smile: "I have heard for a long time that the zombie skills of the Yan family in Jinzhou are unparalleled, there are four realms of gold, silver, copper and iron, and it is said that there are also the supreme realms of flying zombies and immovable zombies on it, which level are you at now?" ”

The old man on the opposite side was slapped by Zhan Rulai, Deng Dengdeng, who took more than a dozen steps back one after another, and every step back, there were deep footprints on the ground, and after collapsing a house, he took the pile and stood firmly, with a shocked look on his face: "Your grandmother's, who are you?" ”

In the collapsed house, several ordinary people ran outside amid screams, and a few were crushed by the beams and kept struggling.

The old man bent down and grabbed a person, opened his big mouth and bit the person's neck, sucked it suddenly, just one bite, and sucked the blood in the person's body dry, and threw away the corpse that was still twitching, the color of the skin was a little darker again, the momentum increased sharply, he opened his posture, and looked at Zhan Rulai with a vigilant face: "I am Yan Busi of the Yan family, you kill my grandson, my Yan family will never die with you in the future!" ”

Zhan Rulai shook his head and smiled: "Brother Yan, the elder of the rivers and lakes, your grandson urinated on my carriage and was beaten to death by my subordinates, this is what he brought on himself." Besides, my subordinates were also killed by you, one life is worth one life, what else do you have to say? I don't want to fight you today, how about you and I take a step back? ”

Yang Xingzhou sat in the restaurant and watched from the window, and was surprised, this Zhan Rulai's cultivation is extremely high, and the dozen or so subordinates around him are also cultivated to be smart, and their strength is extremely strong, although the old man surnamed Yan is not low in cultivation, but it is much worse than Zhan Rulai, and he killed one of Zhan Rulai's subordinates, logically speaking, Zhan Rulai will not let go of this old man.

But he actually wanted to pass this matter aside, and he didn't want to conflict with the old man, which shows that he was very jealous of the Yan family behind the old man surnamed Yan.

You must know that Zhan Rulai is the martial arts master of Gon Xiu City, and he has the power of the entire Gong Xiu City behind him to support him, and even he is afraid of the Yan family, so it can be seen that the origin of this Yan family is really extraordinary.

Yang Xingzhou's previous dispatch to the Central Plains has explored all the forces in the Central Plains, including some introductions related to the Yan family in Jinzhou, but this kind of news is extremely general, only saying that the Yan family has lived in Jinzhou for a long time, and has been passed down from generation to generation. For the strength of the Yan family, it is impossible to make an effective estimate.

It is said that the ancestor of the Yan family was originally a 10,000-year-old zombie who was conscious, and after breaking through the ground, he opened up the vitality in his body, and even got married, had children, and had offspring. Because he is a zombie himself, he combined his own situation to create a zombie skill, after the cultivation of this zombie skill, it is invulnerable, invulnerable, invulnerable, and even has the ability to fly to the sky and the earth at extremely high depths.

Only the Yan family can practice, and at the beginning of each Yan family's cultivation, they must first get the blood of their ancestors before they can cultivate, otherwise, without their own cultivation, the progress will be extremely slow, and it will be difficult to achieve success.

For Yang Xingzhou, this kind of news can only be regarded as a legend, not enough as a factual basis.

But now that he saw that Zhan Rulai was so jealous of the Yan family, he suddenly felt that he should face up to some legends, and maybe some legends may not all be fake.

Zhan Rulai's cultivation is not low, as far as Yang Xingzhou is concerned, the means he revealed just now are not much worse than his own, this kind of person is also afraid of the Yan family, which shows how difficult the Yan family is.

"A life worth a life? Meet someone halfway? You think beautifully! ”

The old man surnamed Yan said angrily: "It was my grandson who died just now, and you died just a subordinate, can this be the same?" Fuck, the heir of my Yan family is already rare, if you kill him, Lao Tzu must be buried with him! ”

As he spoke, he suddenly roared, his body swelled a little again, his legs flicked, and he quickly rushed to Zhan Rulai: "Die!" Die! Die! ”

Zhan Rulai sighed slightly, and suddenly lunged forward, pushing forward with both palms.

This move was launched, the momentum of the whole person changed greatly, the space within a radius of three zhang seemed to be torn down by him, the void shook, the ground wrinkled like water waves, and when he pushed forward, the qi condensed into a pair of illusory huge palms, like a door panel, viciously slapped at the body of the old man surnamed Yan.

"Huh?"

Seeing Zhan Rulai's move of pushing forward with both palms, Yang Xingzhou was taken aback: "How can this move be so similar to Lao Tzu's horizontal push?" ”

Suddenly thinking of what Huang Heihu had mentioned to him about the Great Demon Heavenly Palm, his face became more and more solemn: "This Zhan Rulai is actually the descendant of the Demon Gate Bantian Cliff?" I don't know if his Great Demon Heavenly Palm has learned everything, if he gets the true inheritance, he might as well think of a way to force him to say this exercise, so that he can improve Lao Tzu's cultivation, and finally Jiang secretly killed him......"

Although he had only been in the prison for two days, he already deeply felt his shortcomings in cultivation.