In the town that should be lively, there is not a single living person in sight at this time.

After Zhang Yange walked in, in addition to the whistling wind in his ears, there was a pungent smell of blood.

After walking for more than 100 meters, Zhang Yange stopped.

There are no dead ends going on, and it would be a bit of trouble to ambush a team of crossbowmen in the attic.

He looked around, and used Tiyun to kick directly to the tallest restaurant.

Just halfway through the jump, countless darts and poisonous needles flew in. Zhang Yange's body was not affected at all, but he suddenly increased his speed and jumped directly into the highest floor of the building.

The darts and poisonous needles were all shot in the air.

Countless hidden weapons were deeply rooted in a pillar, Zhang Yange thought it was the work of many people, but in fact there was only one person!

A man in black stood on the opposite floor looking at Zhang Yange.

At this time, Zhang Yange was three or four meters taller than him, and there was a street between them.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and Zhang Yange looked at him coldly.

The man took out a steel needle out of nowhere and shot it out directly.

Neither of them spoke, and neither did they have to speak.

Because they are all well aware. All they have to do is kill each other.

This time, Zhang Yange didn't hide, only to see him standing in place.

The sleeves of the wide robe are flying up and down, and the people are like dragons!

All the steel needles were rolled up by the sleeves of the robe, clanged a few times, and were thrown to the ground by Zhang Yange.

Zhang Yange still didn't speak, looking at him defiantly.

The black-clothed man's face was indistinguishable, but a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.

Wow!

There was a sound of footsteps downstairs, and I could hear that there were a lot of people coming up, and I could hear that they were in a hurry!

Cut off Zhang Yange's head in a hurry!

Eighteen people came up from downstairs in a while, each with a knife in their hands! But the types of knives vary!

There is a horizontal knife! There is a horse chopping knife! There's a ghost head knife! There are short knives!

They didn't cover their faces, but Zhang Yange didn't know each other.

The man in black opposite didn't use a steel needle this time!

It's a fist-sized meteor hammer!

In an instant, the eight meteor hammers directly hit Zhang Yange's vital body, and as soon as Zhang Yange moved, those swordsmen also roared and rushed towards him.

The fastest man carried a glaive knife, and the long knife sharpened the spark on the ground. He flicked his big knife backhand, and the Glaive Knife went straight to Zhang Yange's face with huge force.

This time, Zhang Yange's speed was extremely fast, and the sleeves of his robe were as agitated as an iron wall.

With a sweep of his sleeve, he returned those meteor hammers directly to the other side, and then he dodged sideways, and the glaive fell an inch away from his face!

At the same time, Zhang Yange slammed his left hand on the forehead of the knifeman.

The swordsman shook it a few times, and then bled to death, his hand still tightly clutching the hilt of the knife when he died.

Once the Glaive died, the remaining swordsmen were not affected in any way.

They directly surrounded Zhang Yange.

Knife fast! The knife is ruthless! The knife is merciless!

Zhang Yange's hand was gentle and elegant.

The knife hurts fast! It's ruthless! No mercy though!

But if you can't hurt him, you can be slapped by his palm, and there must be a knife man who can't fall to the ground!

"Wudang Mianzhang is worthy of its name!" The man with the horizontal knife said. Among these people, his sword skills were the strongest, and he almost hit Zhang Yange three times.

"Although your knife skills are ruthless, they are too messy and messy!" Zhang Yange glanced at the man in black in the attic opposite.

He'd just been hit through the heart by his own meteor hammer, and he'd be completely out of breath.

"Our brothers rely on it for food, as long as they can kill people, it doesn't matter what moves he doesn't move." The man stretched out his sleeve and wiped the knife violently!

And then again!

Zhang Yange felt that she was a little too gentle before!

He has five fingers into claws, and tiger claws are out of his hands!

There is not a single living mouth under one claw.

Eighteen swordsmen, and in the end only one young man remained.

He looked at Zhang Yange calmly, his father had just died!

Before he died, the horizontal knife in his hand was broken by Zhang Yange's finger.

They don't have a lot of fame in Guanzhong, because they don't have a living mouth under the knife. But I didn't expect him to be left alone after such a while.

Zhang Yange looked at him calmly...

"Kill!" The youth's two short knives were extremely fast.

Fast water can't be splashed!

Zhang Yange only has one punch!

Mark time! Punch out!

The young man's knife is still an inch away from Zhang Yange!

Only an inch could have hurt the boy.

But at this inch, he has no power to break through again!

Because Zhang Yange smashed his face with a punch.

It's rigid or soft

Only in Zhang Yange's thoughts!

Zhang Yange pulled over a chair and sat down.

Downstairs there was another sound of going upstairs.

With every step they took, the whole attic trembled.

The attic was more than two meters high, and the two men were almost on the roof when they came up.

The fat on both of them trembled slightly.

As soon as they went upstairs, they didn't say a word, and picked up the corpses of those swordsmen and smashed them at Zhang Yange. Zhang Yange stretched out his hand to catch those corpses, and unloaded his strength to directly put them in the corner.

Although they were enemies, Zhang Yange was unwilling to desecrate their corpses.

Blood stained his robes red.

Zhang Yange's eyes were murderous, but these two guys didn't seem to feel this terrifying killing intent at all.

One of them roared and rushed towards Zhang Yange. He opened his arms, this man's idea was very simple, hug Zhang Yange to death, and then crush him!

The corners of Zhang Yange's mouth rose and he smiled mockingly.

Jumping up slightly, it was behind the man's head in a blink of an eye, and the man only felt a gust of breeze coming!

He was slapped, and this kind of force was not even an itch to him! But he found that his hands and feet were not listening.

With a bang, he fell directly to the ground.

He was convulsing, but he didn't die.

There was finally fear in the eyes of another man!

Zhang Yange lifted the man who was convulsed, this man weighed at least three or four hundred catties.

Zhang Yange gently lifted him up, and then smashed directly into the other.

Boom!

Both giants are dead

The one above stopped twitching, and the one who was pressed under him was still convulsing and vomiting blood!

Zhang Yange sat down with a slight gasp.

The sound of kicking the building sounded again, and Zhang Yange simply closed his eyes.

He didn't know what kind of surprise was given to him this time.

The footsteps finally stopped.

A man dressed in black, with only one sword in his hand.

A very long sword

His sword is seven feet long!

Neither of them spoke when they went upstairs, and the man threw out his scabbard. Zhang Yange reached out and caught his scabbard!

Such a long sword, but extremely fast!

Not fast! Not very fast!

It's blazing fast!

Extremely fast means that your eyes have not blinked, and the sword has already arrived in front of your eyes.

Fortunately, Zhang Yange is faster.

So when the sword came to him, he blocked the long sword with his scabbard.

The man's eyes didn't fluctuate in the slightest, he put away his sword and stabbed again!

This time it's faster than last time.

Zhang Yange's breathing became heavier and heavier.

The long sword looked like it was about to reach his throat, but he didn't move!