Zhang Yuan found a rattan chair in the shop and lay down directly.

It was quickly getting dark.

When the last rays of sunlight faded, there were no more pedestrians on the street.

There is no trace of even the high-rollers.

Zhang Yuan got up and lit the lantern in the room, and the door of the shop was wide open, and he began to wait for the arrival of the person.

Time passes in a wonderful way.

With the effect of Jiuyang True Qi, he didn't feel sleepy.

It's just a little boring!

From time to time, there was a whining sound in the dark streets outside, and a cool breeze blew, which looked strange and eerie in the thick darkness.

The clock was fast approaching the middle of the night.

Zhang Yuan couldn't help but feel bored, and got up and moved for a while.

Suddenly, his face moved, and he sniffed his nose vigorously.

A faint fishy smell came from the air outside, with a cool breeze.

The smell of fish grew stronger and stronger, as if it had suddenly come to the river.

His eyes immediately swept towards the night outside, and his inner qi entered his eyes and ears.

In the thick darkness, a long shadow staggered over.

Strangely, he walked around silently, without any sound, as if his feet were not touching the ground.

Soon!

This long shadow walked in front of Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan's eyes narrowed and he looked at it.

The figure looked about 1.8 meters long, wet all over, as if it had just come out of the water, and was filled with a pungent smell of dead fish.

He wore a red cloak that covered most of his cheeks.

Some of the exposed skin looked extremely white, as if it had been blistered, and it was bulging high.

"Are my clothes ready?"

As soon as he entered, he spoke.

The voice was hoarse, dry, and sounded cold, extremely mechanical, as if some robots had spoken in a previous life, without any emotion.

Zhang Yuan frowned, suddenly his face was furious, and he slapped the table.

Bang!

"Be your grandmother's head, what kind of money do you give to Lao Tzu?

He grabbed the paper money from his arms and smashed it at the shadow.

"Hey, hey, hey'''"

An eerie grin came out of the shadow's mouth, and the lights in the room seemed to be affected by some mysterious force, and suddenly became dim, flickering a few times, and almost going out.

"Are my clothes ready?"

He repeated again.

"Be your mother, where did you come from, get out of Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu doesn't do your business, get out of here. ”

Zhang Yuan seemed to be furious, and quickly rushed to him, about to reach out and push him.

But the moment his palm stretched out, his eyes froze, and Jiuyang True Qi suddenly moved.

The two palms of the hands, as if turned into two huge fans, the blood vessels burst out, wide and thick, burning with a layer of golden flames, like meteors

"Die!"

He let out a loud cry and slapped his hands hard at the shadow's head.

Bang!

The muffled sound is deafening!

The red cloak on the top of the opponent's head was directly smashed, and the crumbs were rolled up with energy, flying everywhere in all directions.

Under the cloak, an incomparably white cheek was directly exposed.

Reflecting the faint light, it looks gloomy and terrifying!

His face was like he had been in the water for an unknown number of years, and everything except his lips, which were scarlet as blood, were all white.

But what shocked Zhang Yuan was not this!

It's the other party's head, hard beyond his imagination!

He had a feeling that such a powerful blow was like a slap on the iron stone, and his palms were numb.

I can't tell how powerful his blow was.

But with such a violent slap, the opponent's head didn't explode, and the temples on both sides only sunken inward, but it didn't seem to have suffered any fatal damage.

Yes!

The shadow directly let out a scream of pain, and the smell of his body was stinking to the sky, and his hands suddenly stretched out and slapped towards Zhang Yuan's body.

"Iron Shirt!"

Zhang Yuan roared.

Bang!

The clothes were blown apart, and the body quickly grew larger as if it were inflated.

In an instant, he was two meters five tall, and his whole body shimmered with bronze brilliance.

Anti-evil attribute erupts!

Iron cloth shirt internal force blessing!

Rumble!

This shadow attack finally fell on Zhang Yuan, an incomparably terrifying attack, Zhang Yuan snorted miserably, as if he had been hit by a boulder, and a bloody feeling appeared in his throat.

At the same time, the anti-evil attribute of the iron cloth shirt directly emitted a layer of dazzling light.

At the moment when the shadow slapped Zhang Yuan, he was directly shocked by this dazzling light and screamed, his hands seemed to be scorched, and he flew out upside down in an instant, shedding a layer of old skin.

Zhang Yuan roared, and his two-meter-five body, like a King Kong descending into the world, flashed with bronze brilliance, and caught up in an instant.

Powerful Eagle Claw Gong!

Bang!

With a twist of the palm, it became extremely terrifying and turned bronze.

Jiuyang True Qi, Mighty Eagle Claw Gong Internal Force, and Iron Cloth Shirt Internal Force are instantly superimposed.

52 Bull Rage Force!

Burst!

Zhang Yuan grabbed the shadow's neck.

Goshawk Bo Rabbit!

The five fingers are sharp and tough as copper.

He pinched the other party's neck tightly, and his body rushed forward quickly, only to feel like he was pinching some catfish, and like pinching an earthworm, slippery and not leaving his hand.

At the same time, there was a piercing fishy stench that spewed out of the other party's mouth, almost fainting him.

He swirled his other fist and smashed it frantically at the other's body.

Bang bang!

The voice was dull, and the golden light burst out.

He didn't use the Mighty Eagle Claw Gong again!

It's just a double superposition of Jiuyang's true qi and iron cloth shirt.

45 Bull Rage Force!

Every punch that came down was like a round of meteors.

The evil creature was choked by his neck and screamed loudly, and his hands kept blasting at him.

But when the palm of his hand fell on Zhang Yuan's body, he was once again shocked by the anti-evil attribute of the iron cloth shirt, and his hands sneered, and a layer of skin fell off again.

Under Zhang Yuan's height of two meters and five, he is as weak as a child at this moment!

Soon, it was smashed dozens of times in the face, and under the incineration of the golden light, each blow was extremely painful for it.

It wanted to break free and escape, but Zhang Yuan was tightly held by Zhang Yuan at the neck.

Under the life-seeking move of the Mighty Eagle Claw Gong, it is like a fish caught by a goshawk, helpless and powerless.

Burst!

Suddenly, one of its tongues spit out directly, it was long, sticky, and scarlet, and it wrapped around Zhang Yuan's neck in an instant, and suddenly strangled it, wanting to strangle Zhang Yuan.

But just like just now, as soon as this tongue wrapped around Zhang Yuan, it immediately violated the anti-evil attribute of the iron cloth shirt again, and was directly scalded by a bronze light.

Its tongue was about to retract in a hurry, but at this moment, Zhang Yuan's eyes were cold, and he grabbed its tongue and urged it with a strong eagle claw.

The three internal forces are stacked again!

52 Bull Rage Force!

Pull it out suddenly!

Burst!

The shadow directly let out a cry of pain, the scarlet sticky tongue was pulled out, and the mouth began to spit out pieces of sewage frantically, fishy, smelly, and vicious.

"Die!"

Zhang Yuan grabbed its neck and smashed it into the ground like a scarecrow.

Bang!

The ground shook violently, and the stone slabs cracked.

Zhang Yuan pinched it and punched wildly again.