"What are you arrogant about! You haven't answered what I asked you! Did you ask Zhang San to dig the grave!" Guan Ziyu asked with a roar.

"Crazy woman!"

"Who are you scolding?" Wu Yang said suddenly pointing at the man.

At this time, another man suddenly said: "Brother Zhang, why should we talk nonsense with these two people, hurry up and kill them, we still have business!"

The man known as Brother Zhang looked at Wu Yang and said, "That makes sense!"

"Lie down!"

Suddenly, the man with a long body suddenly stretched out his hand and slapped Wu Yang's face directly.

As the saying goes, you don't slap your face, you don't scold your mother, this guy greets him in the face as soon as he makes a move, but Wu Yang is angry.

"I'll let you lie down!" Wu Yang also shouted, and then punched him as well.

"Bang" The two fists collided together, but their abilities and qi were used very much, and the sound came out very crisply.

"Oops!" the man seemed surprised, and after taking a few steps back, he couldn't help but say.

"Oh what, don't you want me to lie down?" asked Wu Yang with squinted eyes.

That person seemed to be a person with eyesight, and he already knew that Wu Yang's skills were not bad at the moment, but he knew it by looking at the speed and strength of the punch just now, so it was necessary to ask clearly.

"In Xia Zhang Ruping, I don't know what Brother Tai is?"

Wu Yang sneered and said: "Don't get close to me, Lao Tzu will ask you if you arranged for someone to dig the grave." ”

Zhang Ruping said: "I don't understand what Brother Tai means, what kind of grave digging?"

"Don't admit it, it's easy to say, my fist, I specialize in beating people with hard mouths, Ziyu, on!"

Wu Yang shouted, then shook the knife in his hand and slashed it at once.

At the same time, Guan Ziyu also waved the knife in his hand, drew a semicircle very beautifully, and sharpened it according to the person in front of him.

That Zhang Ruping saw Wu Yang's ferocity, and quickly took a step back, and then he picked up a stool and threw it at Wu Yang.

Wu Yang split the stool in half with a knife, and the material of the stool was very poor at first glance, because a lot of wood slag jumped out immediately.

Wu Yang advanced with authority, and the steel knife in his hand danced impenetrable, directly forcing Zhang Ruping to the root of the wall, and Zhang Ruping could only keep dodging.

And Guan Ziyu is not left behind here, and the other man's martial arts seem to be higher than Zhang Ruping, because even if he is bare-handed, Guan Ziyu does not take much advantage.

Soon, the four of them hit the outside of the house from the inside of the house, and it seemed that the space inside was too small to be used.

Fighting, Zhang Ruping couldn't stand it anymore, there was no blade in his hand, and Wu Yang's knife was too fierce, he had a feeling of being out of breath and enveloping his whole body.

But Guan Ziyu was a little struggling.

Because the man's luck was so good, there happened to be a fire hook in the yard that pierced the stove, and he easily copied it as a blade, and he was still able to block it with ease.

Generally speaking, anyone who can take something and use it to defeat the enemy already belongs to the master, and a person like Chi Zhongtian, no matter what he is given, he can use it, but he is good at it and not good at it.

Fortunately, although Guan Ziyu is struggling, he can still support it for a while.

At this moment, a miserable scream suddenly came from Guan Ziyu's ears, but the voice was obviously not Wuyang's.

It turned out that Wu Yang just took advantage of Zhang Ruping's inability to dodge, and quickly slashed him in the shoulder, and blood suddenly gushed out from his shoulder.

Taking advantage of Zhang Ruping's wailing and weakness, Wu Yang quickly ran forward, then jumped high, held the knife in his backhand, and slammed it into his shoulder with the hilt.

"Smack".

"Ahh

Another scream, even worse than just now.

Just imagine, a wound that has been cut is hit hard, this pain is unbearable for ordinary people.

After Zhang Ruping was beaten repeatedly, his legs went weak and he immediately fell to the ground.

Wu Yang glanced at it, and estimated that he wouldn't be able to get up for a while, so he turned his head to look at Guan Ziyu, and after seeing that she was not superior, he shouted: "Ziyu, don't panic, I'll come!"

After shouting, Wu Yang rushed over.

According to Guan Ziyu's thoughts, the heart said that he could fight with him inextricably, and with Wuyang, he would definitely win it immediately.

However, as everyone knows, her idea is wrong.

After that person joined in Wuyang, instead of immediately showing a defeat, he used it more and more.

The jet-black fire hook in his hand was a nimble and ingenious one, slashing up and down, and there was a hook at the top of the fire hook, and the hook was slightly sharp, and once it was pierced with all his strength, it was easy to pierce the flesh of a person.

Wu Yang and Guan Ziyu fought together for a while, but they still didn't take each other.

At this moment, Wu Yang suddenly thought of an idea, he gritted his teeth, quickly swung a few knives forward, and then took advantage of the fact that this person took a few steps back, he suddenly took a step back, and pulled Guan Ziyu's shoulder with his hand, and the two came to Zhang Ruping's side.

"Stop!" Wu Yang suddenly shouted.

Zhang Ruping was gritting his teeth and covering his wounds at this time, humming there, and he didn't have the strength to speak.

"What are you going to do!"

When the man saw Wu Yang's actions, he seemed to be a little worried about Zhang Ruping's safety.

"What are you talking about?" Wu Yang said as he squatted down and put a knife on Zhang Ruping's neck.

"Don't mess around, let go of Brother Zhang!" Seeing that Wu Yang had put the knife on his neck, this person immediately became anxious.

"It's okay to let him go, tell me, are you the ones who asked them to dig the grave?" Wu Yang asked.

It turned out that Wu Yang wanted to use this Zhang Ruping to coerce him.

Although Guan Ziyu was a little dissatisfied with Wuyang's method, he couldn't care about it at this juncture, and besides, this Zhang Ruping was not an innocent person.

"Yes, we are looking for it, what the hell is this hindering you!" the man asked anxiously.

"What's the matter with us? Do you know that the grave you want them to dig is my father buried inside!" Guan Ziyu suddenly shouted loudly, which startled Wu Yang.

Hearing Guan Ziyu's words, not only the man was stunned, but even Zhang Ruping temporarily forgot the pain and raised his head blankly.

"Oh, are you Guan Ziyu?" the man asked with a gloomy face.

"Nonsense, I'm Guan Ziyu, let's say, who are you, weishenme is going to dig my father's grave, and my father died so miserably, how can there be any treasure, aren't you poor and crazy?" Guan Ziyu asked rhetorically.