In the supposedly lively town, there was not a single living person to be seen.
After Zhang Yange walked in, in addition to the sound of wind whistling in his ears, there was the pungent smell of blood.
After walking for about a hundred meters, Zhang Yange stopped.
There are no blind spots further forward, and it would be really troublesome if a group of crossbowmen were ambushed in the attic.
He looked around and used the ladder to climb directly to the highest restaurant.
Just when he was halfway through the leap, countless darts and poisonous needles flew towards him. Zhang Yange's movement was not affected at all, but he suddenly accelerated and jumped directly into the highest floor of the building.
Those darts and poisonous needles all missed.
Countless hidden weapons penetrated deeply into a pillar. Zhang Yange thought it was the work of many people, but in fact there was only one person!
A man in black stood on the opposite floor looking at Zhang Yange.
At this time, Zhang Yange was three or four meters taller than him, and there was a street between them.
The wind was getting stronger and stronger, Zhang Yange looked at him coldly.
The man took out a steel needle from somewhere and shot it directly.
Neither of them spoke, and they didn't need to speak.
Because they both know very well. All they have to do is kill each other.
This time Zhang Yange didn't hide, he just stood there.
The sleeves of the broad Taoist robe are flying up and down, making the person look like a dragon!
All the steel needles were rolled up by the sleeves of the Taoist robe, and they jingled a few times before being thrown to the ground by Zhang Yange.
Zhang Yange still said nothing and looked at him provocatively.
The face of the man in black was unclear, but a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.
Thumb thump thump!
There was a sound of footsteps downstairs, and I could tell that there were a lot of people coming up, and I could tell that they were very anxious!
Hurry and cut off Zhang Yange’s head!
After a while, eighteen people came up from downstairs, each holding a knife! But the types of knives were different!
There are horizontal swords! There are zanma swords! There are ghost swords! There are short swords!
They didn't cover their faces, but Zhang Yange didn't recognize them.
The man in black across from me didn’t use a steel needle this time!
But a meteor hammer as big as a fist!
In an instant, eight meteor hammers hit Zhang Yange's vital parts. As soon as Zhang Yange moved, the swordsmen roared and rushed towards him.
The fastest man was holding a Yan Yue Dao, and the long knife made sparks on the ground. He flicked the sword with his backhand, and the Yue Dao went straight towards Zhang Yange's face with great force.
This time Zhang Yange's speed was extremely fast, and the sleeves of his Taoist robe were as turbulent as an iron wall.
With a sweep of his sleeves, he directly returned the meteor hammers to the opposite party. Then he ducked sideways, and the Yan Yue Knife fell an inch away from his face!
At the same time, Zhang Yange struck the swordsman on the forehead with his left hand.
The swordsman shook a few times, then he bled to death from his orifices. His hand was still holding the handle of the sword tightly when he died.
Once Yan Yue Dao died, the remaining swordsmen were not affected in any way.
They immediately surrounded Zhang Yange.
The knife is fast! The knife is ruthless! The knife shows no mercy!
Zhang Yange's hands were gentle and elegant.
Even though the knife hurts quickly! Even though it’s cruel! Even though it’s merciless!
But it couldn't hurt him, but if he was hit by his soft palm, a swordsman would definitely fall to the ground!
"Wudang Mianzhang is well-deserved for its reputation!" said the man holding a horizontal sword. Among them, his sword skills were the strongest and he almost hit Zhang Yange three times.
"Although your sword skills are ruthless, they are too complex and messy!" Zhang Yange glanced at the man in black in the attic opposite.
He had just been hit through the heart by his own meteor hammer, and now he was completely breathless.
"We brothers all depend on it. As long as it can kill people, it doesn't matter what moves he uses." The man stretched out his sleeve and wiped the knife sharply!
Then come back again!
Zhang Yange felt that she was a little too gentle before!
His five fingers are turned into claws, and his tiger claws are like a dead hand!
There is not a soul left alive under the claws.
Of the eighteen swordsmen, only one young man remained.
He looked at Zhang Yange calmly, his father had just died!
Before he died, the horizontal knife in his hand was broken by Zhang Yange with one finger.
They were not well-known in Guanzhong because they killed no one alive. But he didn't expect that he would be the only one left in such a short time.
Zhang Yange looked at him calmly...
"Kill!" The young man's two daggers were very fast.
Too fast to pour water!
Zhang Yange only has one punch!
Step! Punch!
The young man's knife was still an inch away from Zhang Yange!
He could hurt this boy with only an inch.
But he couldn't break through this inch!
Because Zhang Yange punched him in the face.
Is it hard or soft?
Only in Zhang Yange’s thoughts!
Zhang Yange pulled up a chair and sat down.
There was another sound coming upstairs from downstairs.
Every time they took a step, the whole attic was shaking.
This attic is more than two meters high. After the two people came up, their heads were almost touching the roof.
The fat bodies of both of them trembled slightly.
As soon as they went upstairs, without saying a word, they picked up the corpses of the swordsmen and threw them at Zhang Yange. Zhang Yange stretched out his hand to catch the corpses, and removed the force and held them still in the corner.
Although they were enemies, Zhang Yange was unwilling to desecrate their corpses.
Blood stained his robes red.
Zhang Yange's eyes were filled with murderous intent, but these two guys seemed not to feel the terrifying murderous intent at all.
One of them roared and rushed towards Zhang Yange. He opened his arms. This man's idea was very simple. He would hug Zhang Yange tightly and crush him!
Zhang Yange raised the corners of his mouth and smiled sarcastically.
He jumped up slightly and was behind the man's head in a blink of an eye. The man only felt a breeze blowing!
He was patted, and this force was not even an itch for him! But he found that his hands and feet were not in control.
With a bang, he fell to the ground.
His whole body was twitching, but he was not dead.
The other man finally had fear in his eyes!
Zhang Yange lifted up the twitching man. He weighed at least three to four hundred kilograms.
Zhang Yange gently lifted him up and then smashed him directly towards the other one.
Boom!
Both giant men are dead
The one on top stopped twitching, but the one underneath was still twitching and vomiting blood!
Zhang Yange sat down panting slightly.
The sound of kicking on the building sounded again, and Zhang Yange simply closed his eyes.
He didn't know what surprise was in store for him this time.
The footsteps finally stopped.
A man dressed all in black, with only a sword in his hand.
a very long sword
His sword is seven feet long!
They didn't speak after going upstairs. The man threw out the scabbard. Zhang Yange reached out and caught his scabbard!
Such a long sword but extremely fast!
Not fast! Not fast!
It's extremely fast!
Extremely fast means that before you finish blinking, the sword is already in front of your eyes.
Fortunately, Zhang Yange is faster.
So when the sword came to his eyes, he blocked the sword with the scabbard.
The man's eyes didn't waver at all, he sheathed his sword and stabbed again!
This time it was faster than last time.
Zhang Yange's breathing became heavier and heavier.
The long sharp sword was about to reach his throat, but he didn't move!