Chapter 17: The Terrifying Han Yang (Ask for Collection, Ask for Recommendation)

Quiescence!

Suffocating silence!

Qian Long glanced at his apprentice, only to see that there was a fist mark on his chest that was directly recessed, and the whole person collapsed under the pillar, bleeding from seven holes, and he couldn't live in front of him.

"Han Yang, you are too ruthless!" Qian Long felt a chill in his heart, he had long lost the confidence he had when he came, Qingfeng was his most proud disciple, even he couldn't kill Qingfeng with one punch.

"Don't you dare to go up yourself, let the apprentice come and send him to death, blame Lao Tzu for being ruthless?" Han Yang's eyes were full of cruel play, and he sneered.

His words made Qian Long's face change, under the expectant gaze of everyone.

Qian Long stood up abruptly and said coldly: "Today, the old man will let you see the mastery of the Yixingmen!"

Qian Long deliberately said the three words of Yixingmen, hoping to deter Han Yang with the help of Shimen.

Sure enough, Han Yang frowned: "Baihu Mountain Yixing Gate?"

"You have a little knowledge! The old man is the personal disciple of the master of the Yixing Sect, Taihe!" Qian Long's face was filled with pride.

When Han Yang heard this, he immediately laughed wildly: "Sure enough, it's not that the enemies don't get together! Lao Tzu tells you that after today, there will be no more Yixingmen on the land of Xia Kingdom! You better come over quickly and send him to death!"

"What are you talking about!" insulting the master, Qian Longden became furious, and rushed forward with his internal strength: "The madman is killed!"

I saw the figures of the two of them turn into phantoms on the Fengyue Tower, and the speed was so fast that it was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

Cracking sound!

In the blink of an eye, the two of them collided with their fists and feet dozens of times, and everyone only felt that the strong wind was howling everywhere, and wherever they fought, the vases, tables, and ornaments were torn to pieces.

"Is this a martial arts master? It's terrifying!" Zeng Weixiong looked at it in a cold sweat, and his heart tightened.

Only now did he know that he was sitting in a well and watching the sky, with the martial arts strength of Han Yang and Qian Long, ordinary gunners really couldn't help them, and at this speed, it was difficult to aim.

Bang! Bang!

There were three muffled sounds in a row, and the figures in the field suddenly separated, only to see Qian Long suddenly retreat seven or eight steps, with horror in his eyes: "How can you take thirty-six steps!"

"Take another move from Lao Tzu!" Han Yang sneered, and the person swept through the air like an eagle, his fists suddenly turned into claws, and he tore at Qian Long fiercely.

I saw that Qian Long's body had not stabilized, his hands crossed to block, and the violent internal strength exploded in his chest, and the huge momentum knocked him into the air, slamming on the wall, the entire wall collapsed instantly, and the cold wind whistled.

Hiss!

Everyone couldn't help but gasp and feel cold all over their bodies.

Poof!

Qian Long spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, and he trembled: "The eagle strikes the sky!

Han Yang sneered when he heard this, and said proudly: "Xu Tianying is just Senior Brother Lao Tzu, how can you waste know the prestige of Master Lao Tzu!"

Qian Long was shocked when he heard this, Xu Tianying was a traitor to the Yixing Sect, and he was already a martial arts master with his master, the Taihe Master. However, Han Yang's master can even tame a rebellious figure like Xu Tianying, and his strength can be imagined.

"Could it be a martial arts myth? In this way, I am not unjustly lost!" Qian Long sighed.

"Martial arts practice is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat. Xia Guo is comfortable, his martial arts are not long, and there is no life and death training, how can he become a peerless master?" Han Yang swept his eyes towards Qian Long and said, "Even if you are a one-step grandmaster, you can't be Lao Tzu's opponent. ”

Han Yang's words made Qian Long tremble.

At this time, Zeng Weixiong and the others had already fallen into the abyss, and when they saw Han Yang's gaze sweeping, Zeng Weixiong suddenly sat down, his eyes full of horror.

Even a grandmaster like Qian Long is not Han Yang's opponent, who else can he rely on!

"Brother Han, back then, you and I just took over Liangzi to fight for territory, and today you have returned from martial arts, and my black bear thinks that I am not as good as you!" After all, Zeng Weixiong has dominated the underworld for many years, and he held back his fear and said: "Brother I have accumulated a lot of family property over the years, and I will divide half of the property under my name as compensation, how about it?"

"Half of the industry?" Han Yang raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Even if you give all the industry to Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will not look down on it!"

"With Lao Tzu's current skills, wealth and rights are at your fingertips, do you think Lao Tzu will still look at this small place in Jiangnan City?" Han Yang said with an awe-inspiring face: "Lao Tzu came back to Xia Country this time for only one purpose, that is, to take your dog's life to avenge the blood feud of the thirty and eight swords of the Chinese New Year's Eve!"

Listening to his words, Zeng Weixiong's face was like ashes, and he knew that there was no turning point.

Zeng Weixiong was a hero in the end, picked up the wooden bench next to his right hand, and smashed it towards Han Yang with a furious roar.

"Hahaha!" Han Yang raised his hand slightly, smashed the wooden bench in the air, and laughed wildly: "Black bear, I can't imagine that you still have the courage to do it when you die, Lao Tzu lost to you back then, it is not wrong! If you kneel down and kowtow and admit your mistake, Lao Tzu can consider leaving you with a whole corpse!"

"Han Yang, although my black bear is not a hero, it is impossible for me to kneel and beg for mercy!"

Zeng Weixiong said coldly, although he was trembling all over, he did not lose his dignity after all.

"Okay, then you go to die!"

Han Yang laughed proudly, his eyes bloomed with the pleasure of revenge, and the subordinate who followed Zeng Weixiong slammed forward, and the corners of Han Yang's mouth sneered.

One foot at a time, the two flew to the left and right sides respectively, and landed on the ground with a bang.

"Rivers, rivers and seas!" Zeng Weixiong's eyes swept over the two people who fell to the ground and twitched, his eyes were full of uncomfortable emotions, and he let out a sigh of grief.

There was no one else in Han Yang's eyes, and he walked towards Zeng Weixiong step by step.

Qian Long hugged his chest, at this time he had no ability to stop Han Yang in the slightest, and sighed in his heart.

Another of his disciples sat down beside him, a look of extreme fear on his face, and his face was as white as paper.

At this time, an indifferent voice sounded in Fengyue Tower.

"Han Yang, right? ”

"Can you go?"

Han Yang suddenly stopped laughing and looked at the sound.

I saw a young man who looked weak and couldn't help the wind sitting quietly on the edge of the fence in the distance, holding the tea in one hand and gently flicking the tea lid with the other, his eyes staring at the bright moon in the dark night, completely ignoring everyone in the Fengyue Building.

"Who are you!"

Han Yang frowned and said, he didn't notice this young man at all when he came up.

Because he's too quiet.

It was so quiet that it seemed to be one with the night, as if it had never appeared.

And now, Qian Long, a master at the peak of the transformation realm, has been abolished by Han Yang, and he dares to say such a thing as a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, obviously has something to rely on.

When they heard this voice, everyone in Fengyue Building looked at each other.

Zeng Weixiong then remembered that Zhang Fan came with them, even if he had seen the horror of Han Yang, he still regarded Zhang Fan as the last straw.

"Han Yang! This is Mr. Zhang, and he is the most valued young talent of the Bai family. When Zeng Weixiong mentioned the four words of Bai Jia and Bai Lao, he specially accentuated his tone.

"The Bai family, what a great prestige!" Han Yang sneered and said, "Boy, Lao Tzu, you tell you, the Bai family can't help Lao Tzu!"