"Mom, look! My brother defeated that guy from the Infinite Martial Arts Gym!"

In Yuancheng, among the villas, an exclamation of joy suddenly sounded in the villa.

Wang Yuan on the sofa jumped up from the sofa almost like a spring and shouted.

"What? I'll see!"

Mom and Dad almost rushed over at this time, they were originally worried that something would happen to Wang Yan, and there was no way to persuade Wang Yan, so they didn't dare to watch the live broadcast of the martial arts conference.

At this time, when they heard Wang Yuan's voice, the two dared to rush over to check.

When he saw Wang Yan standing in the midst of everyone's exclamations, covered in blood, but with a kind of aura like a god of war, when he stood on this martial arts arena, his father and mother let out a cheer of joy from the bottom of their hearts.

What they didn't know was that outside the villa where they lived, a figure was quietly watching the family of three in the room through the glass of the villa.

"Alas, there is a way in heaven that you don't take......

The figure sighed softly and turned off the screen of the phone in his hand.

The picture before the screen flashed, and it was the scene of the live broadcast of the martial arts conference, and the last scene before the screen was the scene of Wang Ember making a move, knocking Uncle Zhu out and standing alone on the field.

"The Infinite Martial Arts Pavilion has already given you a chance, but you don't cherish it yourself......

This is a very, very ordinary-looking man, with dark skin, thinning hair, sloppy to the extreme, looking like a vagabond, with a cheap smell of smoke on his body.

, If you just look at your appearance, I'm afraid no one would have thought that this would be a real great master-level martial artist.

At this moment, the great grandmaster-level martial artist who was sent to monitor Wang Yan's family, Zhang Yang, shook his head and sighed.

He was sighing for the family.

This family is just a group of ordinary people, if you insist on saying anything unusual, maybe they gave birth to such an unusual son as Wang Yan.

And this also brought them death.

For Zhang Yang, killing a group of ordinary people is just something that can be done with a raise of his hand.

As a dignified Grand Grandmaster-level martial artist, although he was not promoted by his own talent and hard work like other Great Grandmasters, he was promoted through some kind of trick.

However, the Great Grandmaster is the Great Grandmaster, and this level, for ordinary people, can almost be regarded as a fairy-like figure.

"Hurry up and get rid of this family, and go." Zhang Yang muttered to himself, his unattractive appearance and even a little wooden face, a trace of coldness appeared at this moment.

And with the emergence of this trace of coldness, the aura on his body also changed, as if from an ordinary human being, at this moment he took off the coat of a human being, revealing the true face of the terrifying monster underneath.

"Don't blame me...... If you want to blame your relatives, that Wang Ember......

A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he raised his foot and was about to walk towards the villa not far away.

However, suddenly, there was a flower in front of his eyes, and he only felt that the world in front of him suddenly dimmed a lot at this moment, as if it was cloudy all of a sudden.

Cloudy?

He subconsciously raised his head and looked into the sky, in the distant sky, the sun was shining, and the winter sun was still dazzling.

Where does the cloudy sky come from?

Click.

Behind him came the sound of dead leaves cracking.

Zhang Yang subconsciously turned around, looked back, and saw a figure walking slowly on the path paved with withered yellow leaves all over the ground.

The figure had only one arm, the other sleeve was hollow, and it was slender, and its wide clothes stirred in the cold wind, faintly highlighting the thin silhouette under the robe.

Zhang Yang subconsciously twitched his nose, and there was a faint smell of wine in the air, which came from the bearded man in front of him, but I don't know why, Zhang Yang's heart was inexplicable

A hint of danger emerges.

The shadow that made him feel that the world was bleak seemed to spread from the man in front of him.

"This man is coming at me?"

Zhang Yang instinctively felt that something seemed to be wrong, and decided to hold his troops first, and the cold meaning that flickered in the corners of his eyes was restrained by him.

He wasn't sure where the man in front of him came from, and although the man in front of him gave him a sense of danger, he couldn't be sure that this person was coming at him.

He quickly reverted to his original wooden appearance, looking like an ordinary passerby, without any danger.

The one-armed man walked towards him, but stopped not far from him.

Immediately, with a flick of his wrist, under the gaze of the eye that jumped a few times, the one-armed man actually had a "sword" in his hand and slipped down.

Even Zhang Yang wasn't sure if it should be called a sword.

It was a slender object, as thin as a cicada's wing, covered in mud and rust, and it could barely be seen from the shape of what seemed to be the shape of a sword.

Moreover, it is not the shape of a heavy sword of today's long sword, but the shape of a very old willow leaf sword.

Who would still use such a sword today?

And looking at the surface of this sword, it seems that it has been buried in the ground for decades, is this an antique that has just been unearthed?

And what the one-armed man did next made Zhang Yang feel even more incredible.

The man actually squatted down on the side of the road, found a stone that was still shiny from the side of the road, put the rusty sword in his hand across the stone, and with a creaking and hoarse sound, he actually began to sharpen the sword like this.

He's sharpening his sword?

Could it be that he still needs to use such a rusty sword?

Zhang Yang felt a little incomprehensible.

Such a rusty sword, still need to be used?

Such a sword, even if it is sharpened, even if it is used to cut vegetables, it will be disgusted with bluntness, right?

In the sound of squeaking and grinding swords, Zhang Yang finally couldn't control it.

"Brother, what is your sword for? Do you still need to use it?"

He finally asked out loud.

"Hehe, my sword, just sharpen it."

The one-armed man didn't look up, he still lowered his head and sharpened his sword, but replied with a smile: "Don't worry, although it looks rusty, it's no problem to kill a chicken and a dog."

The one-armed man raised his head and glanced at Zhang Yang, whose eyes were so bright that they were almost dazzling, which made Zhang Yang's heart suddenly feel alarmed.

Brush!

I don't have time to think about it, this Zhang Yang is already the first to shoot!

His eyes instantly became extremely gloomy, and in an instant, a cloud of blue-gray gas surged out of his body, and when it surrounded him, it seemed to turn into a blue-gray cloak, enveloping the Yang in it.

He stepped on the soles of his feet, silently, but the ground under his feet was shattered in an instant, and a large piece of stone bricks shattered into countless fragments at this moment, and the terrifying power fluctuations spread in all directions with his feet as the center, lifting a large area of the ground in all directions, and the scene was extremely terrifying, as if the earth dragon had turned over.

Just stepping on the soles of his feet, he has such terrifying power, this is the powerhouse of the Great Grandmaster realm!

However, the one-armed man did not panic in the slightest.

He got up slowly, his wide robe swayed, but the moment he got up, there was a sudden wind whistling around, trees swaying, dead leaves dancing wildly, at this moment, the one-armed man seemed to be the emperor standing in the wind, and there was a faint sense of pride.

He stopped sharpening his sword, and the rusty sword in his hand stabbed forward flatly, meeting the punch that Zhang Yang had slammed into.

Boom!

The sound of gold and iron sounded, and under Zhang Yang's punch, the gang qi surged in all directions like a balloon that exploded, and the wind howled, but the strange thing was that this roaring sound seemed to be blocked by some strange invisible barrier, just

It spread around the two of them, but it didn't disturb anyone in the community.

"It's just a rusty sword, who can it hurt?"

Zhang Yang pretended to be calm and yelled.

"My sword, I haven't seen blood in a long time." The one-armed man still had an unimaginable calmness, and said indifferently: "As long as I see blood, my sword is a murderous sword."

"I'm afraid it's your blood that I'm going to see later!"

"I'm sorry brothers, I'm going abroad this month, I'm busy with all kinds of formalities, I'm anxious, and I'm not able to keep up with the update, sorry, sorry."

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