"Stop, stop all..." The fluctuations of powerful spiritual power in this fight finally made Leng Aoxue sense. The captain asked her to come to take care of Yang Tianxing, but he didn't want this kind of killing to expand again, but it was obvious that the Zhang family's revenge came too fiercely and there was no time to comfort her.

As she flew, she jumped onto the rooftop, but she screamed too late, or Yang Tianxing would not show mercy because of her stop. If anyone did not offend me, I would not offend others. At this moment, it was obvious that the people of the Zhang family had decided to kill him.

Killing is not a happy thing, but killing someone is helpless in order to live.

"Chi Chi" sounded several times, and Yang Tianxing finally took action. A cold smile appeared on his face, and his body was dancing in the air. The beautiful posture was, even the most beautiful dancer could not do it. It was gentle and delicate, like a hundred flowers falling in the air, with colors dotted, but this beauty was a weapon to kill.

The six sword hands had their throats cut. The knife in their hands had fallen on the rooftop. They covered their necks with their hands, as if they wanted to roar. Unfortunately, they just heard a few "squeak" sounds like mice, and they had fallen down unwillingly. They were soldiers, but it was a pity that they had followed the wrong person and did what they shouldn't have done.

The six corpses, blood flowing shallowly, added a bit of murderous intent to the rooftop. The orangutan did not move. He was a little scared. Killing was a violent thing, but in Yang Tianxing's hands, killing was like an art. Even he couldn't help but want to sing a song to show his praise.

Leng Aoxue didn't expect that she would be late.

But he suddenly blocked between the two sides and shouted coldly: "I am Tianwei Aoxue. Now I order you to put down your weapons, otherwise you will be severely punished by refusing to order."

Another six guards rushed over, and behind them, Lao Jiang was wearing a wide robe, looking extremely ostentatious. With the cold wind of the cold winter, a "huoqi" sounded, and the air in the field seemed to solidify at this moment.

Yang Tianxing looked at the old man and sighed in his heart. After so long rebirth, a person who had finally come to the table appeared. Among the people he met, this old man can be regarded as a master among the masters.

"Young man, I admit that I underestimated you. Tonight, we can only leave alone."

Even if Tianwei was inserted into it, it would have no effect on Lao Jiang. No one could stop what the Zhang family had to do, and Tianwei would not do it. So from the beginning to the end, he did not look at Leng Aoxue. The cold light in his eyes was staring at Yang Tianxing. The six guards were killed in an instant, and he admitted that he was a little shocked.

"That person will definitely not be you." Yang Tianxing smiled coldly. The old man is indeed old and has a strong smell, but he does not have the qualification to stay.

"Old Jiang, do you really want to start a massacre and ignore the constraints of my Tianwei?" Leng Aoxue was also a little angry. Tianwei was out of government control and belonged to the Chairman's office. No matter what the incident was, as long as the superior had an order, he could intervene at any time. However, the old man's attitude directly ignored her, which was a blasphemy to the dignity of Tianwei.

Lao Jiang turned his head to look at Leng Aoxue and said, "Miss Leng, for the sake of the old man of the Leng family, I don't want to hurt you. You can leave. The Zhang family must do this and no one can stop him."

Leng Aoxue's identity as a Tianwei is a unique existence for ordinary people, but in the eyes of a real aristocratic family, it can still be ignored.

"Aoxue, I clearly don't appreciate your affection, so why do you have to meddle in other people's business? Just watch from the side. Believe me, it will be over soon." Yang Tianxing jumped forward and smiled softly and said, "You are the old man, you should first..."

The gorilla was so anxious that he grabbed his head. At this moment, he could see Lao Jiang clearly and immediately remembered a list of dangerous people that the old man once gave him. This old man Jiang was on the list, but he did not expect that he was actually a private soldier raised by the Zhang family.

He wanted to remind Yang Tianxing to be careful, but opened his mouth but made no sound. He was so excited that he couldn't speak.

"You..." Leng Aoxue felt that she was very failed. Faced with this meaningless killing battle, she was powerless to stop it. She knew very well that neither of the two people in front of her were the opponents, and she forced herself to stand out, afraid that there would be no other result except lying down.

"Encircle and annihilate!" Lao Jiang is indeed not polite. He is a soldier and has the primary goal of completing the mission. Apart from that, nothing is important. Whether it is a siege or a sting, as long as the goal is achieved, it is fine.

Therefore, he didn't feel embarrassed to bully a teenager by an old man who had been famous for many years. In his heart, he thought that he didn't bring enough people this time and was too arrogant and didn't arrange a few snipers, but now it was obviously too late.

When Lao Jiang shouted, he had already moved, and six strong men also moved. Yang Tianxing stood there, with his hands behind him, and under the glory of Hanxing, his body was elegant and elegant. Even Leng Aoxue, who was so arrogant, couldn't help but take a few more glances.

"The waves of the Yangtze River push forward the waves, and the waves of the Yangtze River die on the beach, you are indeed old."

Before the voice fell, Yang Tianxing had lost his figure. Even Leng Aoxue had been paying attention to him, but he did not see where he went at that moment.

The movement was very fast. In the hazy phantom, with a sudden surge of force, Yang Tianxing's iron fist was like thunder, and as fast as lightning. Six strong men rushed up. The two who were leading the way were already hit in the chest. Before the sharp blade could be swung out, they were already there stiffly. In an instant, their bodies flew out, burst back, and a mouthful of blood spurted out like a blooming firework.

These two fists were clamping the raging power, shattering their hearts, and there was no possibility of survival.

With his arms trembling down, the real force was released. The energy that Yang Tianxing burst out was like a sea of ​​heaven and earth, surging huge waves, and murderous intent had burst out invisibly. The handsome Ying Rou on her face was a bit cold, and her whole body suddenly turned into a magic weapon, exuding a strong smell of blood.

Although this breath is trembling, Yang Tiande sighed in his heart that the martial arts of the Victory Potianlu cannot be restrained. He has not yet reached the level of great success. After practicing for so many years, he still cannot achieve the perfect level. He is really sorry for his master's instructions on his death.

Lao Jiang finally approached. Although his martial arts did not have the profound mental techniques and true powers to integrate, the sword skills formed by the lifelong fusion of passion and blood have definitely become more successful. In comparison, his innate realm is already a miracle, more powerful than Yang Tianxing.

But their starting point is different, and sometimes they cannot compare at all.

"You can use the knife."

It is hard to meet such a master. If he doesn't give him a chance to take action, Yang Tianxing would feel that it would be a shock, so he saw the six strong men burst into six bloody flowers, and he quietly gave the old man a chance.

The old man had no trace of anger, calm and composed, but Yang Tianxing still felt the strong murderous intent from his cold eyes, and the murderous intent that had been hidden for thirty years. At this moment, all of them were aroused, and the fighting spirit became stronger.

He couldn't help but feel angry when he saw the twelve guards he taught himself to die so lightly.

At this time, although he knew that the person who stayed tonight might not be him, he was still eager for this battle. For a warrior, it was just to complete the task, but he was not only a warrior, but also a master. The master was lonely. He had been looking for such an opponent for a long time.

Lao Jiang finally made a knife, transformed into a sword shape, a stack of three shadows. The orangutan and Leng Aoxue watching the battle were not spoken at this moment, or they had no other thoughts in their hearts, just wanted to see this sword clearly, this domineering sword aura full of killing heaven and earth.

The battle of power between the two has exceeded their battle itself, and this is the warrior's trick.

However, Yang Tianxing said something that made them upset. He hummed lightly: "It can only be considered as a barely force, no suddenness."

This powerful sword technique can only be considered as barely?

Yang Tianxing moved. He told the two of them with practical reasons that Lao Jiang's sword skills were really barely forced, and in his eyes, he could not be called a master.

The sword energy transformed by the sword can definitely kill people invisibly, but in front of Yang Tianxing, this sword energy has become dull. Even if Yang Tianxing grabbed the blade with his hand, the sword did not burst out the sword energy as imagined by the two of them. It was just like fire and it was thrown into the water, and it had not even sounded, and it had been extinguished.

The knife was broken by Yang Tianxing, and the broken knife stabbed into Lao Jiang's chest.
Chapter completed!