Chapter 34: The Death of Zhang Hong (Changed.)

Zhang Hong thought again at this time, he was a monk in the late stage of foundation building, and he should be able to capture a monk in the early stage of foundation building, but after so long, this bastard is still jumping around in front of his eyes, this is simply a naked slap in the face! How can he not be angry?

"Little brute, you're dead!"

said that the attack in his hand was a little faster, and the strength was a little stronger.

"Who is the brute scolding?"

"The brute scolds you!"

"Hahahahaha! So you're a brute, hahahaha..."

Zhang Hong roared a few times, his face flushed, and just now he heard the ridicule of some monks, which made him angry, and the attack was like a storm for a while.

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Yang Chen was a little struggling at this time, but Zhang Hong didn't notice that the direction of Yang Chen's movement had changed a little at this time.

"Haha! Brute, are you still going to rebel, and you still don't want Lao Tzu to climb down?"

Yang Chen scolded Zhang Hong as an anti-master beast in full view of everyone at this time, but you can imagine how big the anger in Zhang Hong's heart is.

"Ah, crumbs, die!"

Zhang Hong suddenly roared, and in an instant, there was a fierce turmoil in the aura around his body, and the blue light shrouded Zhang Hong, Yang Chen saw this scene, and immediately did not retreat, but stood still, with a sword in front of him, trembling his hands slightly, and seemed to be a little timid and said:

"Brute, see how Lao Tzu killed you?"

Zhang Hong looked at the slightly trembling sword in Yang Chen's hand, and the body that felt like it was about to be unstable, smiled cruelly, and said gloomily.

"Little brute, I didn't want you to die so happily, but since you asked for death, then fulfill you! ”

"Hmph! You've got so much bullshit!!"

Yang Chen also seemed to be about to make a final struggle, and swung out a sword with all his might, Zhang Hong saw Yang Chen's attack, and a thick disdain floated through his eyes, and the mockery on his face was self-evident.

"Die!"

Whew!

Countless fist shadows that were even bigger and more destructive than before were overwhelmingly heading straight for Yang Chen.

At this time, Zhang Hong happened to catch the fear flashing in Yang Chen's eyes, although it was short-lived, how could he hide it from Zhang Hong.

"Haha! little brute, die, die!"

After speaking, he threw a few punches with all his strength, and the sword shadow and fist shadow collided, just as Zhang Hong thought, Yang Chen's attack was vulnerable, the fist shadow shattered the sword shadow, and the speed did not decrease, and the power did not change and attacked Yang Chen.

Looking at Yang Chen, who seemed to be shocked by the fact that his attack was broken so easily, Zhang Hong's mood was slightly happier than just now, and this sense of superiority made his heart much less sad.

He seemed to have seen Yang Chen completely solved by himself with all his might, and then he was pumping his soul and figuring out what he needed to know.

"Zhang Jia'er Langmen, soon I will let the people related to all this accompany you to the funeral!"

Zhang Hong let out a gloomy sigh, just...

"Really, old dog!"

Yang Chen suddenly smiled at Zhang Hong, and at the same time, Yang Chen's body flashed, and Zhang Hong saw that Yang Chen only left a black shadow, and disappeared in place in an instant.

Zhang Hong had a very bad premonition when he saw Yang Chen's evil smile, and it wasn't until Yang Chen disappeared that he realized that the place he was attacking was so unreasonable.

Just now, he blindly wanted to kill Yang Chen and then quickly, without thinking too much, when Yang Chen disappeared, he realized that something was too late!

"No!"

Zhang Hong let out a sad cry, and instantly wanted to withdraw his strength, but there was nothing he could do!

Rumble!

Dust was flying, mutilated and broken weapons flew out, broken swords, axes, broken knives... The courtyard was shrouded in dust, and everything fell silent.

The wind rises, the dust clears!

Poof!

Zhang Hong spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, cough cough!

"Ahh

Zhang Hong knelt on one knee, holding his chest with his right hand, and cried bitterly!

Because of Yang Chen's calculations just now, his attacks all fell on the Zhang family monks, who had no combat power, and his attacks directly caused more than a dozen people to disappear before they even had time to scream.

The emotions rose and fell too quickly, so that he didn't have time to react that everything had happened, looking at the empty Zhang Mansion, watching the surviving Zhang family look at themselves with an incredible, a strange, a kind of questioning, a kind of fear, and quietly kept vigilant and retreated, Zhang Hong puffed out a few mouthfuls of blood mixed with crushed internal organs one after another.

Zhang Hong's heart is suffering a kind of torment and a great pain at the moment.

First, he was cultivating and cultivating the Fa today, but Ben forcibly interrupted it and suffered a lot of injuries. Second, as soon as I got out of the customs, I saw the Zhang family compound that was basically in ruins and the corpses that were all over the place. Third, he was played and insulted by a person in the early stage of foundation building in front of everyone's eyes! Fourth, he thought that when the dust settled, since he killed more than a dozen monks of the Zhang family with one punch, how could Zhang Hong easily accept all this?

There was the ridicule and discussion of those onlookers in his ears, and what he saw in the corner of his eyes was a stunned gaze and a playful look, and Zhang Hong spit out a few mouthfuls of blood again.

Zhang Hong pounded his chest, as if he was crazy, completely thinking of a monk who had fallen into the devil after he left, his bloodshot eyes had no color, and the bloody ones were roaring indiscriminately. Thinking that all this was brought by the man wearing the mask, I couldn't control it anymore for a while.

"I want you dead! Zai, where are you?"

There was a slight sword thump.

Poof!

Zhang Hong just felt like he had been bitten by a mosquito, and as soon as his chest was cold, his movements stopped, and he knew that he couldn't move, and it would be over as soon as he moved. He lowered his head slightly, looking at the cold tip of the sword that flashed with cold light on his chest. The blood red in his eyes slowly dissipated, and his breath returned to calm.

Zhang Hong smiled miserably, his eyes scanned the surroundings slightly, and said gloomily.

"I can't imagine that I, Zhang Hong, have been a big force in my life, I am cautious everywhere, walking on thin ice, but in the end I was planted in the hands of a small repair, alas, sad, but, boy, where did my Zhang family fall to the ground and offend you?"

"Hey, hey, who knows?" Yang Chen basically didn't have much strength now, just now when Zhang Hong's attack came, his performance had exceeded his load, and then he used the fastest speed to sneak attack Zhang Hong when Zhang Hong was stunned, and now he also had a shaky feeling when he was standing.

"It's a pity, but ...... Hey, hey, hey!"

Zhang Hong's laughter was a little creepy, and Yang Chen instinctively felt that something was going to happen, so he didn't hesitate, and was ready to kill Zhang Hong immediately.

But at this moment, the mutation suddenly occurred, and he saw Zhang Hong suddenly take half a step back, until his back was against Yang Chen's sword hilt, Yang Chen was also stunned when he saw Zhang Hong's movements, he couldn't imagine that Zhang Hong was so fierce at the last moment.

However, when he sensed Zhang Hong's reaction, Yang Chen also made some strain, releasing an explosive aura in Zhang Hong's heart while quickly retreating, which was just a pity.

Zhang Hong's blow was a struggle before death, of course, the strength should not be underestimated, Yang Chen had not yet opened the distance, he only felt a fierce pain in his abdomen.

Bang! Yang Chen flew out upside down! With a bang, a wall eaves was smashed by Yang Chen flying upside down.

Bang, Zhang Hong fell down with his eyes open, and died, not even his soul escaped.

In the dusty place, Yang Chen coughed a few times, cough cough.

"Damn! miscellaneous, so ruthless!"

Yang Chen staggered out, disgraced and unkempt. Yang Chen stood still, originally wanted to say a few beautiful words and then disappear gorgeously, but fate made people, no, he hadn't opened his mouth yet, and suddenly his pupils shrank, and he should have six figures approaching quickly, among which there were three foundation building monks, and two of them were still in the late stage.

"Thief!"

A voice like a bell came from far and near, and before the words fell, several black shadows had already fallen into the courtyard, and one of them, a man who looked to be about fifty years old in the later stage of foundation building, walked to Zhang Hong's side.

"Hong'er!"

The fingertips flashed, and a few fingers pointed at Zhang Hong, and then immediately sat cross-legged, the aura was running, and a steady stream of spiritual energy was sent to Zhang Hong.

After seeing the person who came, the few remaining people of the Zhang family immediately fell to the ground, losing their voices in pain:

"Ancestor, Zhang family, ruined!"

"Ancestor, kill this thief and avenge the unjust soul of the Zhang family!"

"Ancestor, please be the master for us. ”

"Ancestor..."

Several other people looked at the situation in front of them and felt a chill in their hearts, how could this killer be so vicious?

"Okay, very good, since you forced my Zhang family to this with one fell swoop. ”

This foundation-building monk is the older generation of the Zhang family, named Zhang Hua, Zhang Hong's second uncle, who was in the late stage of foundation building, and his face was gloomy at this time, and he couldn't see joy and sorrow.

At this time, a monk standing next to him in the early stage of foundation building said to Zhang Hua:

"When did your Zhang family provoke this kind of person!"

"Young master, I really don't know about this small matter, but I'll know when I take him down and ask. ”

"Well, you are the elder of my Qingyang Gate, this person is the enemy of your Zhang family, and the enemy of my Feng Hou, just let it go. ”

"Yes, thank you, young master. ”

"Hey, hey, don't care!"

This young man is naturally Feng Hou, the son of the second elder of Qingyangmen, who is anxious for success and profit, and is also a typical second lord, usually high-flying, arrogant, domineering, and also a womanizer.

Zhang Hua looked at this monk with a smile in his eyes, and slapped him to death, since he was still showing this emotion in front of him at this time.

But he didn't dare to be angry, his father was a Jindan monk, and he couldn't be provoked, so he had to vent his anger on others. So Yang Chen estimated that he was going to be unlucky, Zhang Hua was about to make a move, but at this time he heard a sad roar.

"Ahh

The foundation building monk who was still transmitting spiritual energy to Zhang Hong just now had already stood up at some point, and his breath was extremely violent, but it never affected Zhang Hong's body at his feet, and some of the rubble around him was directly turned into chaf.

"Brute, I want you to bury my son!"