The tent curtain was lifted, and Bingling pulled Su Wan'er in.

"Brother, what the hell is going on?" Oh......" Su Wan'er saw a mass of corpses on the ground, where could she bear it, turned around and vomited.

Ling Bing had already seen murder, although it was indeed a little disgusting here, but her psychological quality was also amazing, she resisted the urge to vomit alive, turned her head away, but she didn't dare to look at it.

"Who asked you to let the two young ladies in!" Su Wei complained, and hurriedly wanted to help her sister up.

Suddenly, a figure flickered, pushed Su Wei away, and clasped Ling Bing's neck with his palm.

"Uncle Cousin, what are you doing?" Su Wei immediately scolded coldly as soon as he saw the figure.

"What are you doing?" Su Youtian said proudly with a moral attitude: "Young Master Wei, I am saving you, saving your sister, and saving the entire Su family." ”

Su Wei is a young man in the end, although he is cultivated by a family, but the person in front of him is his own generation after all, and he is an elder of the Su family. Su Wei really didn't know what to do for a while.

Su Youtian said coldly: "Zhang Muyang, your woman is now in my hands, if it is a man, go out by yourself and take all the responsibilities, otherwise I will kill her!"

Everyone looked at Su Youtian in horror, no one thought that he would make such a move. Zhang Muyang sneered in his heart, now it seems that this Su Youtian problem is not small. I want to take this opportunity to provoke the relationship between myself and Su Wei. It's a ghost in my heart.

"Uncle Tian, you, I will definitely report this matter to my father. Su Wei shouted angrily, his face was ashamed and ashamed, and he was even more angry.

"Uncle Tian, will you let go of Sister Ling Bing?" Su Wan'er covered her mouth, her eyebrows furrowed, and she was at a loss, what happened?

The people of the Su family are tied up one by one, and they don't know what to do, who to listen to. Su Youtian snorted and looked at Su Wei with disdain.

"Zhang Muyang, did you hear what I said?" he shouted loudly, his fingers were forced, a trace of blood flowed out, Ling Bing snorted lightly, his facial features twisted, and he was extremely painful.

Zhang Muyang said coldly: "Su Youtian, Uncle Ben has never had the habit of letting others take the blame for me. Even if you don't say it, I'll take care of it alone. If this young master dares to kill, he will dare to respond. It was Young Master Ben's doing, and Young Master Ben didn't think about prevarication. ”

Speaking of this, Zhang Muyang grinned and said coldly: "However, you have to be careful. The last time someone dared to grab Ling Bing in front of me and threaten me was the young master of the Five Tigers Broken Door Knife, and he was already dead!"

After Zhang Muyang finished speaking, he lifted a fairly complete arm from the ground, and there was a jade wrench finger in the palm of his hand, which was very conspicuous, and walked out of the tent.

Outside the tent, the sky was full of stars.

The torches are shining, and there is a natural atmosphere in the wild.

"Hand Poison Doctor Mr. Xing over over. ”

"If we don't come out, we rush in. ”

"It's out, it's out. ”

Zhang Muyang's eyes glanced at everyone, there were indeed a lot of people, no less than 30 people, holding torches high, and the momentum was really not weak.

Seeing Zhang Muyang, the crowd also stopped.

One by one, their eyes gradually converged on Zhang Muyang's palm!

"What's that, an arm?"

"That's a human arm!"

Couldn't help but startle the group and took a big step back in unison.

"That jade wrench, that's Mr. Xing's jade wrench?"

"Ah, that's Mr. Xing's arm!"

"Mr. Xing is dead, killed by this man!"

The people were screaming, their voices filled with anger and fear.

"Everyone be quiet!" a middle-aged man stood up, walked up to the person, and motioned for everyone to be quiet.

The group kept their mouths shut.

"Boy, who are you? Is that arm in your hand Mr. Xing's?" the man shouted.

Zhang Muyang glanced back at the tent, the curtain was tightly wrapped, and he couldn't see anything inside.

Turning his head, Zhang Muyang threw his arm over: "See for yourself, isn't it clear?"

"Be careful, maybe it's poisonous?" someone shouted.

The middle-aged man's body hurriedly retreated, letting his arm hit the ground, the torch approached, and shouted, "It's Mr. Xing's ring, this is his arm!"

"Boy, you are so daring, you actually killed Mr. Xing, you are a man, just report your name!"

Zhang Muyang snorted, took off the Xuantie thick-backed broadsword behind him with a sheath, and smashed it on the ground, making a loud bang.

Zhang Muyang looked at the people who practiced martial arts, his expression was indifferent and calm, and he shouted word by word: "If you don't change your name, you can't change your surname, the head of the Zhang family - Zhang Muyang!"

"Zhang's family?"

"The head of the house?"

"I've never heard of it!"

"Zhang family? It used to be Zhang Tianhua, but now it's Zhang Tianjie. ”

A man was babbling, noisy and chaotic.

"Everyone, be quiet, listen to me. The man before shouted again.

"Zhang Muyang, no matter who you are, if you kill Mr. Xing, you have to pay for his life. ”

The crowd shouted loudly: "Yes, kill for life!"

"Wait!" A man stood up again and pointed to the big knife in Zhang Muyang's hand: "Boy, the big knife in your hand is the Xuantie big knife of Liu Sanye, the Five Tiger Broken Door Knife?"

"One meter long, five inches wide, the knife weighs four hundred catties, and the scabbard is two hundred catties, but?"

Zhang Muyang smiled: "It's a bit of a vision, yes, this knife used to be Liu Laosan's, but now its surname is Zhang." ”

"Good boy, you're too arrogant!"

"I really thought that with a big knife, I would be able to convince us. ”

A group of people screamed again.

Zhang Muyang sneered, pulled out the big knife, and let out a scream. With a knife in one hand, he slashed at a large cyan rock not far away.

The big bluestone is two meters high and three meters wide, incomparably huge, the material is tough, and it has stood still after thousands of years of wind and rain.

With a snort, as if he was cutting tofu, the bluestone was cut into two pieces. With a boom, one rolled and fell to the side.

The bluestone fracture is extraordinarily flat, as if it is a mirror. The moonlight was so bright that it could faintly reflect a silver plate on the bluestone.

The noise around him stopped abruptly, and he looked at Zhang Muyang in horror one by one, his eyes swept over the big bluestone, his heart was agitated, and he didn't dare to make a sound for a while.

"Hmph, don't be afraid, there are so many of us, he is just a young man, what about natural divine power, our martial arts people, superb skills, how can a kid with just a little brute strength be compared?"

"Yes, let's shoot together, hmph, see how long he can last!"

A few people were noisy, and everyone shouted again.

Zhang Muyang's wrist shook suddenly, the big knife shook, and the buzzing sound. Unable to help but take a step back again, everyone in unison. Zhang Muyang stood in front of the big bluestone, and the tip of the knife was against the bluestone wall.

After a pause, his wrist moved. The huge thick-backed broadsword, as if it had turned into a folding fan, danced in Zhang Muyang's hand, and the sound of the boom was as if he was painting on the canvas, lifting the weight as lightly. Suddenly, stone chips flew, dust stirred, and a tornado formed in the air. Carrying the rolling stone dust proudly upward. It's like a trapped dragon ascending to heaven.

Su Wei was fascinated and sighed: "Domineering! Big brother is domineering." One person blocks the whole rivers and lakes!"

The whole Jianghu is an exaggeration. But even that is remarkable. But Zhang Muyang stopped and said coldly: "Xing Daoming is dead." It is impossible to heal you. If someone is terminally ill. If you can't think of it, or if you have the same siblings as Xing Daoming, you can come up. I'll give you a ride for free!"