As soon as the old man finished muttering, Yang Tian punched him in the lower abdomen, making a muffled sound. The old man wanted to show off in front of his subordinates and humiliate the leader of the Soaring Dragon Society (Longmen), but
Unexpectedly, he was punched by Yang Tian as soon as he took action. He had no backhand strength. Apart from anything else, he couldn't even lift his head in front of his men.
In order not to embarrass himself, the old man endured the pain in his lower abdomen, but no matter how he endured it, the intrusion of Yang Tian's power gave him an unbearable tearing pain, just like being blown by the cold wind on his face.
It felt like he had nowhere to hide.
This kind of pain was like a heartbreaking pain, which made the old man break into a cold sweat and almost cost him his life.
"You are indeed a master of the Klekes family. He has the demeanor of a master. Let me take the first move and let me take the last move. I admire you..." Yang Tian deliberately pretended to be admired, cupped his fists and smiled, but
But he was thinking in his heart: Old guy, let's see how long you can endure it, huh, this is just the beginning, you will have a better time later.
Yang Tian did not attack again immediately, but retreated three meters to give him a chance. Since he just said that deliberately, he had to give him a chance to backhand. Some things cannot be done too perfectly, otherwise it would be bad.
Yang Tian didn't want these people to jump over the wall and end up here. After all, the old man had hundreds of people, and they still had guys in their hands. No matter how powerful Yang Tian was, he couldn't dodge the guns in their hands. He should keep a low profile.
It's better to keep a low profile when doing it.
The old man's red face lowered his head for a while, and with a wave of his hand, he recovered in just ten seconds. The old man was indeed considered a strong man. Feeling Yang Tian's power, he knew that,
If you don't make a quick break, you have no chance of winning.
Yang Tian's speed was too fast, and the old man was a little overwhelmed. Such an attack was beyond his expectation.
"Mr. Yang, you are being humble. I am afraid that all of us together are no match for you... It really fulfills a Chinese saying: Real people don't show their faces..." The old man looked at Yang Tian with an ugly smile and said.
"I am not a real person, and my surname is not Zhang. I remember there was a real person named Zhang in Wudang in ancient times. Hehe... This old guy has never touched a woman in his life. I don't want to be like him. There are too many beautiful things in this world, just for a
Realm, giving up the joy and happiness that should belong to you, why bother, am I right?" Yang Tian grinned, looking like he was pretending to be stupid.
"Haha..." In order to relieve the pain in his lower abdomen as soon as possible, the old man could only stand here and chat with Yang Tian. He laughed and said: "Mr. Yang is indeed humorous. You are right. This world is inherently beautiful. There is no need to settle for something."
Throw away the things that should belong to you... Mr. Yang, you are a smart man. Our boss has invited all the guests that we can’t invite. Even if you kill all of us today, you may not be able to get out of here.
…”
"Really?" Yang Tian felt the threat from this old guy. He was very direct and left no room for him. Didn't he tell him directly that if you win today, you may not be able to leave here? Yang Tian's eyes flashed.
Mi, showing a murderous aura, said coldly: "I'm just stubborn. I have to do things that others don't let me do. Do you think I can do it?"
"Then give it a try? Don't regret it... There is no medicine to bring the dead back to life in this world!" After the old man finished speaking, his footsteps were like wind. Almost as soon as he finished speaking, he rushed over, and suddenly there was a dagger in his hand, and he aimed at
He stabbed in the direction of Yang Tian, dancing out more than a dozen white phantoms, directly attacking several fatal parts of Yang Tian's body, as fast as a lightning strike, with a violent fighting spirit, not giving his opponent any chance.
If it had been anyone else, he might have died in the blink of an eye. However, in Yang Tian's eyes, this old guy's movements were very slow. He had to admit that this old guy had a few tricks up his sleeve. His fighting method was both fast and fast.
And ruthless, it is an upper-level technique on the battlefield. Yang Tian's Shenlong Nine Steps are erratic, dodging left and right, like a stream of soft water. No matter how fast or sharp the old guy's dagger is, he can always dodge it instantly.
And it looks very easy.
Even at close range, the old guy couldn't take advantage of him at all. Yang Tian's body was like a tumbler, flashing around him without taking the initiative. He seemed to be teasing the old guy.
After dodging the old guy's dozens of assassinations, the old guy's breath was a little messy, he was panting, and there was sweat on his forehead, but the strong iron-blood smell exuding from his body became stronger with the thought of fighting.
, and it became more and more intense, and his eyes flashed brightly, looking for the most suitable moment to attack.
Yang Tian's expression was calm, his breathing was calm and long, and he did not waste any energy on dodging, allowing the old guy to attack and assassinate dozens of times. He had already discovered the old man's true nature, and there was no need to waste any more time at this moment.
.
Looking at the old guy with a serious and nervous face, Yang Tian said calmly: "Old sir, just now you asked me to take the first shot and gave me a move. I also respect the old and love the young, and let you assassinate dozens of times.
Now it’s my turn, right? Hehe... you can try to take a punch from me..."
The moment he finished speaking, his smile froze and he shouted softly: "Be careful..."
This is no longer the powerful attack just now. This punch incorporates mysterious changes, surpassing the most extreme state of a certain warrior.
As soon as the fist came out, the white light in the old man's hand disappeared in an instant. Yang Tian's eyes, which were hotter than the scorching sun, were as relaxed and calm as a bath. His hand was tightly clenched, condensing into a fist shadow, and he waved it.
He got up and hit the old man.
The speed of this punch was too fast, and the old guy had spent too much energy just now, and was a little slow to react. He just wanted to dodge, but it was already too late. With a "pop", Yang Tian's fist had hit the old man hard.
On the chest, the sternum was broken, and the force invaded the body, making a crisp sound of "click". The old man was hit, and the parts from the chest downwards seemed to be scorched by fire. All the bones were broken, which was strange.
Surprisingly, no flesh was injured at all, and not a trace of blood came out. Only the muscles on the chest were sunk in, and the muscles showed a terrifying scarlet color.
The old man's body was unstable. He trembled and squirted out a mouthful of blood. At this moment, the wound on his chest began to overflow with blood, and soon it slowly sprayed out from his mouth. The people watching around him were even more silent. They might
I can't believe my eyes anymore.
How can this oriental man be so powerful? Is this true?
The old man resisted and stood on the spot. He seemed a little unwilling to admit defeat. He clenched his fists and sweat overflowed from his forehead. It should be more accurate to say that the sweat was painful cold sweat. He had just gone through intense exercise and his body was not suppressed.
Shaking, with deep doubts in his emotions, with his strength, the number one general of the Klekes family could be defeated so easily, and at the hands of a young man in his early twenties. This
...He couldn't accept this fact.
The men watching around, before they even saw carefully what Yang Tian did, they saw the old man's body trembling slightly, and then they saw Yang Tian's fist hitting the old man's chest. Such speed, such
The mysterious movement technique is so terrifying.
According to common sense, with Yang Tian's strength, the old man's body should have been blown away? But the old man's body was not blown away. He stood motionless, but his chest suffered an unprecedented blow.
The beating caused numerous sternum fractures. The sound of the fractures was extremely harsh in such a quiet environment. Everyone heard it and they knew in their hearts that the old man was seriously injured.
"Old sir, I'm really sorry. I seem to have tried too hard, but I just want to let you know that in fact you are still far behind. Don't think that you are the most powerful in this world. What about the Clerks family? In your case
In the eyes, maybe I, Yang Tian, am as insignificant as an ant. If you want to try what it feels like to be destroyed, I don’t mind fighting with you... Huh..." The purpose of Yang Tian's doing this is to tell those around him
These subordinates of the Clerks family can kill every one of them at any time.
To defeat a person, in addition to defeating skill, you also need to defeat his spirit. The old man is a master, and he can't really kill him at this moment, so Yang Tian's attack on his belief and the belief of hundreds of his subordinates is just
I hope to get him away. Only without the encirclement of these people can Yang Tian know the conspiracy behind the Clarks family. Why are they preventing him from returning to the country at this time? What Yang Tian wants to know most at this moment is this question.
When the old man heard Yang Tian's words, he stared at Yang Tian indifferently. Indeed, Yang Tian was very powerful. Every disciple of the Soaring Dragon Society (Longmen) was very powerful. He now knew the definition of a true strong man and did not refute Yang Tian's words.
, just swallowed the blood in his mouth, took a long breath, and said: "I lost, but I still want to remind you... you are very powerful, and the Soaring Dragon Society may also have the strength to fight with the Clex family.
But... you still don’t know who your enemy is... you will lose miserably... After all, this world is not the world of your Soaring Dragon Society..."
Blood was still flowing from the corners of the old man's mouth, but as he finished speaking, the old man turned around and left with the help of several of his men.
"My enemy?" Yang Tian thought carefully about what the old man said. Indeed, he was not sure who his enemy was. To put it more accurately, he had no idea who his opponent was? Anyone.
Edward, the patriarch of the Clerks family who can disguise himself, is this all fake?
Yang Tian's thoughts are getting more and more complicated. What is the conspiracy behind this incident?
Was it really wrong to come to Country M this time? Was everything a ploy by them to lure the tiger away from the mountain? Was I really wrong?