Another night, the moon is hidden and the stars are sparse.

In the woods, outside Yizhuang, Xu Yang came slowly.

The far-sighted firelight flickered, the smoke curled, the music was still noisy and deafening, and there was an inexplicable demonic ominousness.

Armed men in suits and armed with firearms patrolled inside and out, not daring to relax even at night.

Xu Yang glanced up at the sky, but his vision was blocked by the dense forest leaves, and behind it was boundless darkness.

The night is dark, the wind is high, and the night of murder!

Xu Yang jumped up, stepped on the tree and flew into the air, and directly plunged into Yizhuang.

"What people!!"

The undisguised action was immediately noticed by everyone in Yizhuang, and the shouts and gunshots instantly rang out.

However......

"Bang!"

A black shadow flew down from the wall, its heavy legs like an axe, and it slashed down, directly knocking one of the armed men to the ground, twisting his shoulders and neck, breaking his bones, and after a convulsion, he lost his breath.

"This way!"

"Come on!"

The loud noise attracted the crowd, and several armed men rushed forward and opened fire without saying a word.

However......

"Bang bang!"

The gunfire roared, the smoke was filled, but Xu Yang was nowhere to be seen.

A few people were stunned, and before they could find their target again, they felt a strong wind coming from behind.

Forthwith......

"Bang bang!!"

There was a loud sound, one after another, several people fell to the ground, all the bones of the spine were shattered, and they directly lost their mobility and even life.

And so on and so, after a while......

The corpses were scattered inside and outside Yizhuang, and the air was filled with blood and gunsmoke.

Xu Yang took another step, stepped into the inner courtyard of Yizhuang, and walked straight to the ancestral hall.

In the ancestral hall, the music vibrates, not only the crazy and noisy heavy metal sound, but also a trace of the evil tone that seems to be singing but not singing, and seems to be chanting but not groaning, which is even more strange under the frantic sound and dim lighting.

Xu Yang's expression remained unchanged, and when he stepped into the hall, he saw a sofa moved from nowhere in the center, and a man and a woman were sitting on it and galloping on horseback, as if they didn't hear all kinds of noises outside.

Xu Yang looked at the two people who were having a good time, without a trace of surprise or surprise, and walked towards him calmly.

Right now......

"Bang!"

The woman riding on it kicked her feet, stepped on the sofa, turned over with her strength, and actually slashed out a knife and slashed at Xu Yang.

Dongying knife, slash against the wind!

Surprise Raid!

However, Xu Yang's expression remained unchanged, and he kicked up, with stronger strength and faster speed, he was the last to come, and kicked in the hand of the woman holding the knife, kicking her alive and flipping in mid-air.

"Bang!"

Before she could finish flipping, she saw another kick between her waist and abdomen, blasting her out like a sandbag, and smashing the altar behind her where the tribute was placed.

Just the next moment the woman flew out......

"Whew!"

The sound of tearing the wind came head-on, and a slash of the knife slashed down, directly taking Xu Yang's head, shoulder and neck.

It was the last man, or rather, Ma Tianshou!

In this world with the extraordinary power of cultivators, the true leaders of the major forces and groups must be cultivators, transcendent beings.

After all, the power of power is only an external force, the power will be lost, the power will be betrayed, and only the armed intelligence and extraordinary power that belong to themselves can guarantee absolute loyalty and will always be in your hands.

Therefore, the major forces, the real leaders of the major groups, and the real people in power, must have great power in their own hands, and this is a necessary condition for becoming the core and being the head.

Michiko is like this, and so is Ma Tianshou!

The head of this transnational drug trafficking syndicate, an internationally renowned drug lord giant crocodile, is also a cultivator, a martial artist in the Second Realm who has condensed his internal strength and achieved a small success.

The dozens of pounds of honor guard Guan knife was as light as nothing in his hand, and a blow to split Huashan was even more powerful, and the sharp blade turned into a half-moon cold light, tearing open the barrier of air, and slashing at Xu Yang's shoulder and neck.

This blow, if it is implemented, not to mention the flesh and blood of the human body, it is the white stiffness of the two realms, and the body of copper skin and iron bones will also be separated.

You can see its might!

However......

Xu Yang's shoulders were sideways, and as soon as he turned around, he avoided this powerful knife, and at the same time raised his fist in his left hand, and the eight poles blasted out.

"Bang!"

Baji exerted his strength, and a punch was like thunder, hitting Ma Tianshou on the left cheek, directly slashing him with a knife, flying on the spot, and smashing into the altar that had become a mess in the rear.

The altar is the altar of Yizhuang and the altar of the ancestral hall.

But after Uncle Feng moved away, this Yizhuang, this ancestral hall, has been abandoned for more than ten years, and this altar has long been removed, so it stands to reason that there should be no more sacrifices.

But......

Now on this altar, there are incense and candles, yellow paper, three animals and other offerings, and a large bowl of red blood has been knocked over to the ground, splashed everywhere, and the strong smell of blood makes people feel sick and deeply uncomfortable.

In this regard, Xu Yang was not much surprised.

This is a world with transcendental, ghosts and gods, and even ordinary people have the opportunity to come into contact with all kinds of mysterious horrors, not to mention the heads of these big forces, big groups, and make a ghost or god come to worship, that is a normal thing.

Especially in Southeast Asia, if you don't worship a mess, you are embarrassed to tell others that you are the head of the gang and the big brother of the community.

Therefore, Ma Tianshou is not worth making a fuss about these things.

The point is, which one is he worshipping, how long has he been worshipping, and is it useful?

"Ho!!"

The Second Realm Martial Artist is a Second Realm Martial Artist in the end, he has successful internal strength, strong qi and blood, even if he hits Xu Yang Baji in the face, he can still support himself to stand up, unlike that woman, who can only fall to the ground now, with qi coming out, and no qi entering.

Ma Tianshou held the knife and propped himself up, and drops of blood fell, including the blood supply that had been overturned on the altar before, and the blood that overflowed from his own mouth and nose.

He was able to stand up because the martial artists of the Second Realm were physically strong, which did not mean that Xu Yang's punch did not hurt.

Xu Yang's strength is not to mention strong, coupled with the method of eight poles, not to mention the flesh and bones of the human body, it is a steel and iron plate, and it will be deformed and broken under one blow.

Although Ma Tianshou is a martial artist in the Second Realm, his physical physique is not stronger than steel, Xu Yang's punch directly smashed half of his face, his facial bones were shattered, the bridge of his nose collapsed, and his flesh and blood were eroded, which looked extremely miserable.

This is only an external injury, the internal injury is more serious, the brain is concussed, dizzy, and I can't stabilize my body with a knife.

Obviously, Ma Tianshou, who is also the head of the force, is far inferior to Michiko, and the so-called transnational drug trafficking group, in terms of the foundation of the foundation, may not be stronger than the Jiuju faction that has been inherited for thousands of years from the Sui and Tang dynasties to the present.

Ma Tianshou was on a rampage, his vision had been soaked in blood, a distorted haze, he couldn't see where the opponent was at all, he could only hear a footstep, a calm, calm, powerful footsteps coming from the front.