Just by looking at it, Zhang Yang felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. The temperature of the surrounding air also dropped suddenly. A cold feeling invaded his pores, and a chill filled the air. ww w.qu an be n.co m
Zhang Yang's hair stood up, and the originally ferocious little Yin Mei was so frightened that he quickly hid in his pocket.
It was such a huge mental pressure that even Little Yinmei couldn't bear it. This has never happened before. You know, because of the communication between minds, Little Yinmei's mental power is also quite strong!
Zhang Yang felt as if his heart had been hit by a heavy hammer, and he took a few steps back, leaving a series of deep footprints on the grass...
Murderous spirit overflowing!
The two young men had contemptuous smiles on their faces. What made Zhang Yang vomit blood was that they actually used "rock paper scissors" to decide who would deal with him. In the end, a young man by the lake won. This young man looked very refreshing. Wearing a white robe with her head tied high, she looks a bit like a costume from a Tang Dynasty costume film.
Zhang Yang didn't speak. Now, anything he said was in vain. However, he was glad that there was still some distance between this place and the place where Nana slept.
Zhang Yang has already confirmed that the middle-aged man among the three is Dahe, the general's date, and the other two young people are his apprentices. Neither he nor Nana can compare with this middle-aged man's martial arts. Otherwise, he wouldn't have asked the general to fight. Even Yin Mei couldn't resist this man's mental power, which shows how powerful this man's martial arts is.
The quiet night became depressing and heavy.
The air seemed to be burning, and the burning fighting spirit flickered in the eyes of Zhang Yang and the young man...
The young man was very handsome, and his bearing was extraordinary. His movements gave people a very enchanting feeling. Very slowly, he took off the katana wrapped in white cloth on his back.
One lap!
Two laps!
The young man's eyes were like cold stars at night, staring closely at Zhang Yang. His hands slowly untied the white cloth, and every movement was extremely meticulous, as if this knife was his life, his son. \
He was using the process of untying the white cloth to accumulate momentum and strength in his body.
Slowly, slowly. The samurai sword revealed its sharp blade, and the blade shone with a cold light under the moonlight. It was a good knife. Zhang Yang had an intuition that the sharpness of this knife was not inferior to the paper knives he and Liu Biao used, and was even sharper. win.
Zhang Yang held the military dagger tied to his leg tightly in his hand. He felt that his palm was a little wet. However, the good thing is that the handle of the military dagger is non-slip and feels good in the hand.
"Silk..." Zhang Yang felt the sound of the white cloth rubbing against the air when it fell to the ground.
"brush!"
Just for a moment, a sharp light seemed to split the chaotic space, and struck Zhang Yang's neck with unparalleled power. Almost without any warning, the young man drew the knife, and the cloth fell to the ground. The blade has already touched Zhang Yang's chest...
"Peng!" a muffled sound. A ball of dazzling sparks jumped up in the air. Zhang Yang blocked this earth-shattering blow with his dagger, but his body flew backwards due to the powerful impact.
The dagger is missing!
A chill ran down Zhang Yang's spine. This was a military dagger, and the steel was of course good steel. He didn't expect that such a blow would leave a complete wound.
"Huh!"
The young man looked at Zhang Yang who quickly retreated in surprise. He had taken the advantage just now and was proud of the sharpness, length and weight of the samurai sword. He was shocked that the opponent easily escaped from the hunting range of the katana.
It seems that the opponent is not an easy character to deal with!
There was an empty space of ten meters between the two of them, facing each other, while the middle-aged man and another handsome young man stood dozens of meters away and looked at each other with their hands behind their backs, looking relaxed and relaxed.
"bring it on!"
"Brush!" The young man held the samurai sword tightly with both hands, turned the blade, and a dazzling brilliance flashed in the air. With a sword strike out of thin air, a powerful wave of air split the air, making a harsh sound, like thousands of troops galloping. generally.
What a strong momentum!
Zhang Yang's pupils tightened. The dazzling blade gradually enlarged in the pupils. Zoom in, getting closer...
There was a loud sound of "Peng!" A ball of dazzling sparks exploded in the air, the sky and the earth changed color, and violent vibrations occurred in the air. The dagger in Zhang Yang's hand was split into two pieces, and he bent down and arched his back, barely able to avoid the sharp blade.
Put away the knife!
Raise!
Suddenly, a chill ran down the young man's spine. Just before he finished the action of sheathing the knife and raising it, his opponent was already following him, holding the dagger without the tip in his hand and pounced towards him. His body was like a wisp of smoke, almost following his long knife...
Put away the knife...
The movement that he was about to raise suddenly retracted, his hands suddenly swung, and the samurai sword turned into a snow-white barrier in front of his chest. At this moment, Zhang Yang's dagger had reached his chest, and the dagger and the long sword came out continuously on his chest. The sound of impact was like countless steel balls falling on the iron plate, with sparks flying everywhere.
Suddenly, Zhang Yang's body slumped, his whole body slid down, and he landed on his back first. With the power of his back landing first, Zhang Yang's body suddenly flew towards the young man like a cannonball, and his legs turned into countless afterimages in the air...
"Peng!"
"Peng!"
"Peng!"
The young man didn't even have time to drop the long knife in the air. He kicked his legs back desperately on the grass. The grass flew up and two soil grooves were actually kicked out on the ground. There was no trace of Zhang Yang in the dense grass and soil. There was no sign of slowing down. Finally, the four legs intertwined, and the speed was too fast. If the young man wanted to swing the sword to kill, he had to borrow strength, and to borrow strength, he had to stop.
pause!
Zhang Yang's leg kicked the young man's knee. At this moment, the young man's long knife that had been raised in the air fell down, drawing a silver light in the air...
With a scream of "Ah...", the young man's body was suddenly kicked out, and the long knife in his hand was also thrown high into the air.
With a cry of "Peng!", the young man fell heavily to the ground, and the long knife was stuck on the grass, and the blade trembled.
"Ono Taro!" The young man standing next to the middle-aged man exclaimed. Just as he was about to step forward, the middle-aged man next to him snorted heavily, and the snort fell on the young man's heart like a heavy hammer. The young man quickly backed away and remained silent.
Zhang Yang looked coldly at the embarrassed young man on the ground. The move just now seemed simple, but the risk was quite high. He calculated almost every foothold and stress point of the young man, and then calculated the young man's follow-up power. , and the young man was kicked away between the lightning and flints of the long knife.
However, Zhang Yang knew that the young man's injury was not serious. The part he kicked was his knee. However, he did not have enough stamina to kick his knee to pieces. At most, he would be numb for a moment.
If Dahe hadn't been around, Zhang Yang would have gone over and slaughtered the young man, but his main focus was still on Dahe.
Sure enough, as Zhang Yang expected, the young man was not seriously injured. He stood up staggeringly, looking very embarrassed. His snow-white robe was stained with mud from the fierce battle just now. He stumbled and then slowly walked towards Zhang Yang, with a look on his face. The ferocious expression seemed to be swallowing Zhang Yang's flesh and blood...
Zhang Yang is moving!
Zhang Yang slowly moved a few steps, stretched out his right hand, and the samurai sword that had been inserted into the grass from the air fell. The sword was not stained with soil, and the blade was still extremely bright, exuding a chilling air under the moonlight. .
"I'm going to torture you to death!" The young man didn't seem to care about the long knife in Zhang Yang's hand, and stepped towards Zhang Yang step by step, with a fierce and vicious light on his face, and a beast-like aura exuding from his body.
This is a very dangerous and huge aura, like a tide!
Zhang Yang felt the dangerous aura rapidly expanding in the air. The young man now was like a beast lurking in the grass, more dangerous than when he first held a long knife in his hand.
"kill him!"
The middle-aged man in the distance once again made a faint voice, but this time, Zhang Yang felt something different, because this time, the middle-aged man's tone was full of determination to move forward, which was completely different from the tone at the beginning. .
It seems that the middle-aged man really has murderous intentions!
Why did you just start murdering someone
Zhang Yang was very sensitive when it came to his thoughts on murder. Although the middle-aged man said he wanted to kill him at the beginning, he was not determined. But now, his tone seemed to have no room for maneuver.
Zhang Yang naturally didn't know, because of the fight just now, the middle-aged man saw Zhang Yang's potential. There was no doubt that Zhang Yang was a genius, and it was the best choice to strangle the enemy of a genius in the cradle. (Quanben Novel Website www.QUAbEn-XIAoShUo.com)