Two large axes shone with cold light, coming towards Zhang Yange's neck one from the left and one from the right.
Zhang Yange casually picked up a tamarisk stick with meat on it.
Red Willow was as fast as lightning, and with a seemingly slight twitch between their eyebrows, they both stopped breathing.
The man in the restaurant knelt on the ground and looked at Zhang Yange pleadingly.
"Since your flesh is poisoned, I won't pay you." Zhang Yange raised his hand and threw the two men with big axes out.
He picked up the plaque and turned to leave...
He knew from the beginning that there was sweat medicine in the meat.
After hearing this, the man kowtowed to Zhang Yange repeatedly. If the two guys hadn't threatened his wife and children, he would not have poisoned others. This was also the first time he had done such a thing.
When he was in Butterfly Valley, Zhang Yange didn't pay much attention to medical skills. However, he had a very detailed understanding of various poisoning techniques and the properties of poisons.
When he was in Wudang, he even tried what it would be like to be knocked down by the sweat medicine.
Well... of course I used Song Qingshu for the experiment...
That kid volunteered!
After Wang Nangu followed Hu Qingniu to Wudang, she gave her Poison Scripture to Zhang Yange. Zhang Yange had studied all the various poisons, poisoning methods, and detoxification methods recorded in it.
During his one year in Cuigu, his Wuji Kung Fu had reached the point where he could enter the palace, and ordinary poisons had no effect on him.
But he and Lao Zhang still made some improvements to Wuji Gong based on the Nine Yang Manual.
At this time, let alone ordinary poisons, as long as he did not smoke Shixiang Ruanjin Powder as a cigarette, just taking a few big puffs would have no effect.
When his Wuji Kung Fu reaches a higher level, he will be immune to the poisons of Yitian World.
After a while, the man ran to the backyard and untied his wife and child. The family hugged each other and cried for the rest of their lives.
When Zhang Yange walked to the center of the city carrying the plaque.
A burst of pipa sound sounded...
The big strings are noisy like heavy rain, and the small strings are like whispers!
Zhang Yange put the plaque of Shaolin Temple aside and looked upstairs not far away, where a man wearing a mask played the pipa.
There is no one left on the street.
"Zhang Baxia!" the man spoke after the song ended.
"You play so well! Is it an ambush from all sides?" Zhang Yange asked.
"No!" The man looked at Zhang Yange with disgust. With his appearance, he thought he knew some music, but he didn't want to be a fool!
"Okay." Zhang Yange looked at him and asked, "You're blocking my way not just to make me listen to your pipa. To be honest, I really don't understand it."
"I'm waiting to stop Zhang Baxia here. I just have a merciless request! I hope Zhang Baxia will agree!"
"Okay, stop talking! I won't agree." Zhang Yange said coldly. "I won't agree to anything."
Seeing Zhang Yange's firm attitude, a tall man upstairs stood up.
"Zhang Baxia! I am willing to discuss this with you only after I give Mr. Zhang some face. If you are really unwilling!
We can’t let Mr. Zhang go to Wudang Mountain again!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Yange moved!
His speed was so fast, it was like a sharp arrow.
The tall man counted, and it took Zhang Yange only three breaths to reach him at such a long distance.
"I don't think your joke is funny at all." After Zhang Yange finished speaking, he kicked him out from the third floor.
The man's head was smashed to the ground, and his brains exploded!
There are six more people upstairs.
They were all dressed up in various ways, and the masked man looked like a scholar.
There is also a half-aged and mature woman in red.
Next to her sat a man with scars on his face, and opposite her was a pale man.
There were two other men who should have been kicked out together.
The two of them stood up and looked at Zhang Yange eagerly.
"To be honest! Just because you want that plaque, you really don't deserve it! Sorry, I didn't mean to target anyone, I was talking about all of you." Zhang Yange said with a smile.
Two men rushed over directly.
Both of their hands have calluses, and it can be seen that they are both masters of external martial arts.
Everyone upstairs gave way to them.
The two men looked fierce and strong as soon as they made a move!
One of them punches, the other punches.
Fist like a dragon!
Palm as sharp as a knife!
Zhang Yange raised his arms to his chest, with his left arm half-circled, his palm facing his face to form a yin palm, and his right palm turned over to form a yang palm.
The fist made a sound of breaking through the air, and the palm knife also split the air.
Xiao Zhang smiled and shook his head. Tai Chi focused on the intention rather than the moves.
I saw him start playing the pipa with his hands.
With this move, he actually covered the fists and palms of the two men.
Zhang Yange slightly clasped his palms together!
The energy between his two palms surged, and the two of them collided directly and violently. The two of them were like gourds rolling on the ground, spinning several times in the air before stopping.
The two of them stopped breathing after they landed on the ground!
"What kind of magic is this!" the masked man asked.
"This is not a magic trick. This move is called hand-playing the pipa! But my move does not have beautiful music." Zhang Yange looked at them and said.
Several people looked at him as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
What Zhang Yange showed just now really scared them. They looked at each other and realized that although money is very good, life is more important.
What is the situation in Wudang?
The old one can fight, but how can this young one be so good at fighting?
After waiting for a long time and no one took action, Zhang Yange pulled up a chair and sat down.
"Are you just going to watch him leave like this? Then won't we become a joke to the underworld in Ganzhou?" the pale man said angrily.
No one spoke to me!
"Zhang Baxia!" He looked at everyone with disgust and said.
Zhang Yange's eyes met the white-faced man, "Why do you want to try again?"
"I really admire Zhang Baxia's boxing skills! But today we got the money, so we must get that plaque! So I want to compete with Zhang Baxia in swordsmanship!" After saying this, he jumped down from the third floor.
This man was very famous on the Ganzhou Road and was a very famous swordsman.
"I have the Green Snake Poison Sword! Song Xiu!"
Zhang Yange curled his lips, picked up a chopstick from the table, and followed. "Come on."
"Zhang Baxia, I am alone. If I kill you, I am not afraid that Master Zhang will cause trouble for me."
"You can't get over this damn thing, right?" Zhang Yange shouted dissatisfied.
"Zhang Baxia, be careful! My sword is very fast!" After Song Xiu finished speaking, he drew his sword.
His sword is indeed very fast!
But not as good as Shangguan Qing!
And Zhang Yange is not the same person he was a year ago.
He gently picked up the snake-shaped sword with his chopsticks, and the sword fell out of his hands. Then in Song Xiu's horrified eyes, Zhang Yange directly pierced his throat with his chopsticks!
After Song Xiu died, Zhang Yange looked upstairs.
Everyone sat down one after another, not daring to look at Zhang Yange again.
These people are all gangsters in Ganzhou. They took the money and wanted the plaque!
Zhang Yange naturally wouldn't let these disasters linger, so he jumped upstairs again.
After a while, Zhang Xiaoba picked up the plaque, turned around and left.
There was no one alive upstairs, and next to the masked man's body lay his most beloved pipa.