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Yan Long's resistance made Yang Zhikang extremely faceless, and in front of so many prisoners, his 11th squad of the Blood Demon Division was destroyed and killed two people at once, which made him unbearable.

He planned to kill Yan Long by himself in order to earn back this face.

So he told the rest of the Bloodevil Division not to interfere, and he wanted to go out in person.

The weapon he used was a pair of golden maces, wide open and closed, and the momentum was fierce, which was most suitable for killing on the battlefield.

He used his double gong to dance a ball of light like a curtain wall, and strangled towards Yan Long, which was a move that was both offensive and defensive.

It seemed that Yan Long had only one way to dodge.

However, Yang Zhikang's life is not good.

Yan Long didn't have much time, because the more brocade guards surrounded him, the more unfavorable it would be for him, so he had to fight quickly. He decided to take the plunge.

Yan Long carried the vitality of the Ziyang Nine Dragons, and saw that the white vitality was suddenly covered with a pair of embroidered spring knives in his hand, and the blades were "buzzing".

The two knives stabbed Yang Zhikang directly in the head.

Unsurprisingly, the knives collided.

Knife shattering!

The gold mace was blocked, and the speed slowed down slightly, and there was a gap in the curtain wall that was originally tightly sealed.

This is enough for Yan Long!

His body instantly crossed the copper wall under Yang Zhikang's golden sword, and he punched Yang Zhikang's face, and his method of luck with this punch used the power of the overlord hammer method to penetrate the mountains and rivers, but now there is no drum urn golden hammer in his hand, so he can only use his fist instead for the time being.

"Bang" was like a battering ram hitting the city wall, and Yang Zhikang's face shattered into a flower under Yan Long's fist.

After receiving such a heavy blow, Yang Zhikang's nose immediately pasted on his face like a rotten sea cucumber, and blood spurted out like spring water.

He was also very good, he was hit hard, and he was still thinking about how to fight back, and his double fist hit back, slamming heavily on Yan Long's shoulder, making a sound like a tree breaking.

Yan Long only felt a huge pain spread from his shoulders to his internal organs, his throat was sweet, blood spurted wildly, beads of sweat oozed from his forehead due to extreme pain, and his hands were slightly sluggish because of the injury on his shoulders, but it didn't matter.

The important thing is that his hands have already grabbed Yang Zhikang's head.

With a "click", Yang Zhikang's head, which had already collapsed in half, was screwed off.

Yang Zhikang's body fell to the ground.

Yan Long carried Yang Zhikang's head and stood on the spot, blood soaked through his robe, he gasped in his mouth, and the murderous aura in his eyes became more and more intense.

The entire middle warehouse is silent!

Such a brutal means of killing is too rare!!

Yan Long's consciousness sounded the prompt sound of the system: "Congratulations to the host, kill a high-level martial artist of the Acquired Realm, and obtain 3,200 points of God Killing Points, and now the total God Killing Value is 14,950 points." ”

"Sleep, it's actually 14,950 points, and there are still 50 god killing points from the 15,000 points of the purple gold lottery card! Now that the Jinyi guard who encircles and suppresses me is getting stronger and stronger, what should I do?" Yan Long calculated and weighed it in his mind at great speed!

Xue Ning was carrying a knife and preparing to step forward, and the other members of the Blood Demon Division were also preparing to step forward!

The Bloody Demon Division was originally an elite killer in the Jinyi Guard, and they had experienced no matter how terrible the murder scene was, so death was not a threat to them.

It was again a situation of encirclement, and Yan Long found that the environment he was in now was extremely similar to the last battle in his previous life.

Yan Long's attention was not on the four people in front of him, but on the eight fierce men on the periphery.

That's the master of the masters.

He paid a little attention and saw that the situation was even worse, the eight men were moving closer to him, and their places had been filled by eight more powerful men.

As far as the eye can see, there are at least sixteen first-class masters, and there are still those hiding in the shadows?

Yan Long didn't dare to think about it.

At this time, Yan Long saw Zhang Yang.

――The skill is unfathomable, and a single finger in the air can shatter the brazenness of a steel knife!

Zhang Yang, the envoy of Jinyi Weibei Town, arrived at the lobby of Zhongcang and stood beside Yan Xue'an and Han Xiuying.

Yan Long stared at Zhang Yang, but Zhang Yang didn't look at him.

Zhang Yang pulled out the saber on his waist, the sword was as bright as snow, and it suddenly hit Yan Xue'an's throat, and then he let out a deafening shout: "Stop it all!"

This loud shout, the sound spread throughout the entire Zhongcang, and those who were slightly weaker only felt as if their eardrums were about to be pierced, and with a "buzz", they seemed to fall into a white blur in front of them.

Everyone stopped.

Zhang Yang said in a deep voice: "Yan Long, you are stubborn, obsessive, and blindly go against the court and Jinyiwei. What do you want?"

At this time, his eyes looked at Yan Long.

Yan Long said calmly: "Lord Zhang, the envoy of Beizhen, I don't want to go against the imperial court, I just want to ask for an explanation for my parents." But the people of the Bloody Division are determined to kill me completely. I didn't mean to kill, but the situation forced me to do so!"

"It's a good sentence forced by the situation, you really think that our Jinyiwei's signboard is papier-mâché. Come on, put the shackles of imprisoning the innate realm martial artist on him, don't you have something to say to me? Later, I'll give you a chance to say it well. "Domineering and domineering.

Yan Long stood and did not answer.

The atmosphere was eerily silent.

"If you are captured now, will you live or die?" Yan Long pondered.

"If you resist with all your strength now, the best outcome is to die on the spot. Listening to Zhang Yang's tone, he won't kill me for the time being, as long as I don't die, I still have a chance to escape. Yan Long had already made up his mind about the current situation.

He looked at Yan Xue'an and sighed: "Father, Yan Long may no longer have any life this time, and he will no longer be able to be filial to his parents, and I hope you will cherish yourself." ”

Yan Xue'an laughed and said: "This is my good son, he killed well and happily." My son doesn't have to worry about being a father, kill all these jackals, tigers and leopards, and I will have hope of revitalization. After saying this, his eyes softened, he looked at Han Xiuying, and said very apologetically: "Xiuying, I can't stand you!"

When Han Xiuying saw it, she smiled sadly, but she didn't say anything, because she knew what her husband was going to do.

Yan Xue'an tilted his head, and his neck slashed hard against the blade of the knife that was close to his throat.

Yan Long exclaimed: "No!" He was a reborn person, and he originally had no real feelings for the two closest relatives in this life, but the extraordinary demeanor of Yan Xue'an and his wife in such an environment reminded him of his parents in his previous life, and he felt that he couldn't help but have a deep affection for these two people.

As soon as Zhang Yang's blade withdrew, Yan Xue'an's neck was only slightly injured, and blood was gushing down. Zhang Yang pointed his fingers and sealed several key points of Yan Xue'an, Yan Xue'an lost the ability to move and collapsed softly.

"If you don't want your parents to die, just tie your hands and arrest them!" Zhang Yang said coldly to Yan Long.

Yan Long's expression returned to his usual calm and calm, he threw down Yang Zhikang's head in his hand, stretched out his hands, and said to Zhang Yang: "I, Yan Long, am willing to wear a flail, please don't embarrass my parents." ”

Zhang Yang glanced at the people around him.

Immediately, a brocade guard put a lock on Yan Long and took the shackles of a congenital realm martial artist.

Yan Long immediately felt a heavy pressure like a mountain pressing down on his shoulders, and he could only gain a firm foothold by using enough internal strength and desperately fighting to the death.

The Xuantie flail is engraved with the words "Prison of the fittest, stop at the innate realm beginner martial artist"!

In other words, anyone who can't reach the realm of innate internal strength can't run away!

A pair of shackles could never produce such a great coercive power with their own weight alone, Yan Long had all kinds of questions in his heart, and wanted to ask questions to the God Killing System, but now was no time to ask questions.

Because Zhang Yang has come to him like a ghost!