The ancient sword in Tang Zhan's hand is the Emperor Dao Chixiao, which was used by Emperor Gaozu to kill the white snake and was included in the top ten famous swords in ancient times. The blade is three feet long and its sharpness is as sharp as snow.
The ball table came crashing down with a roar, Tang Zhan smiled and, without moving his feet, swung his sword to chop the table from top to bottom, using wild and wild moves.
The red sky turned into a dazzling ball and sank into the ball table embedded with marble slabs. Click...the ball table was split into two. The surging inner energy contained in the sword moves burst out through the sword body, actually splitting the ball table into two halves.
It collapsed, flew several meters to both sides, and landed heavily, making the floor tremble.
The scenes, which are almost like those in Kung Fu movies, are truly presented before the eyes of ordinary people. The visual impact and shock are so strong that the men and women who play ball are stunned.
The bald man who led his younger brother to chop Yang Chen, his face turned pale, and he swallowed the saliva secreted from excessive fright in his throat, realizing that the hundreds of people he had brought with him could not withstand Yang Chen's torture.
Those Kung Fu movies are not all fake.
The bald burly man who was a member of the underworld was horrified and thought about.
The police station director Liu Heng was also frightened, and he and his subordinates watched the fight stupidly. This was not considered malfeasance in their duties. The fight tonight was definitely not something that a small policeman could intervene to stop.
"So cheap..." Yang Chen made a pun, raised his leg and kicked a set of golf club racks apart. More than a dozen golf clubs flew down from the sky. After Yang Chen kicked them with both feet, each golf club was like an arrow leaving the string.
, shot at Tang Zhan.
Tang Zhan still stood still with a smile on his face, his left hand behind his back, and his right hand wielding the sword, calmly and freely. The first sword light did not disappear, but the next sword light appeared again. The speed exceeded the limit of the naked eye to distinguish objects, so that it fell into the trap of ordinary people.
Behind the eyes... is an afterimage that is overlapping and intertwined, without any flaws.
This club was shot with overwhelming force.
The realm of mincing rather than cutting is very different. The former requires several dozen sword strikes in a very short period of time, while the latter only requires one strike.
Tang Zhan is showing off his skills!
While Yang Chen was slandering, he chased the last few clubs that were shot at Tang Zhan, following them like a shadow. The moment the club attack was shattered, he was already standing in front of Tang Zhan.
The two of them were very close.
The Imperial Sword in Tang Zhan's hand has not yet been withdrawn, and the middle door is wide open.
Yang Chen prepared the ground with continuous attacks, just waiting for this fleeting opportunity. He sneered, staggered, turned around, and struck sideways with his fists, like thunder, hitting Tang Zhan's chest and abdomen.
"Well come..."
Tang Zhan spoke calmly and showed his appreciation for Yang Chen.
No wonder the third child was so frightened. It turned out that the man surnamed Yang really did it twice. It had been so long since he had encountered such a worthy opponent. It suddenly dawned on him!
An even weirder scene unfolded.
Tang Zhan's gown was not blowing in the wind, as if it was instantly filled with energy.
The internal energy was unleashed outward... At the level of a master, Yang Chen secretly praised it, and then spared no effort to bombard Tang Zhan's body. Tang Zhan was beaten without any cover or shield.
Nervous and excited, Wei Ziwen couldn't help but clenched his fists and exerted force for Yang Chen from afar, wishing that Tang Zhan, who had brought him great humiliation, would be blasted into pieces.
Wu Jie held his breath and focused his attention on the seemingly winning blow from his old comrade. He combined his fists and went all out, but the thick-skinned adult brown bear couldn't bear it.
No matter how powerful the second son of the Tang family is, he will inevitably be defeated after all with his flesh and blood body. However, what happened next was far beyond Young Master Wu's imagination.
Yang Chen hit hard with both fists, as if defeating Ge.
Tang Zhan shouldered the fatal blow without changing his expression, and slid backwards, leaving shocking cracks on the soles of his feet until he pressed his hand on a ball table and stopped. Unexpectedly, the legs of the ball table were too big.
Fragile, or bearing too much force, the four legs collapsed and the table collapsed.
The men and women watching were in disbelief.
Most people were not surprised that Tang Zhan could withstand Yang Chen's heavy blows without any harm. They didn't know the power of Yang Chen's fists, and their thinking was limited to the situation of ordinary people fighting. They felt that fists were not a concern. They were shocked by the cracked wooden floor.
This once-in-a-lifetime showdown between masters gave most people present the illusion of being in an illusion. Some people shivered and took out their mobile phones, but were frightened by Tang Zhan's casual glance and froze in place.
Yang Chen stood up straight and stared at Tang Zhan who was dusting off his body leisurely three meters away. He nodded slowly and said "Awesome". He had to admit that Tang Zhan's skills were superb.
"Neither do you..." After saying this, Tang Zhan unexpectedly covered his mouth and coughed, a complicated smile appearing on his handsome and manly face.
Injured for the first time in my life.
Even though it was a minor injury that could be completely ignored, he still looked at Yang Chen with admiration. He took a deep breath, suppressed the surging blood in his chest, and said quietly: "You are the first person to hurt me, which is very good."
Yang Chen smiled bitterly.
He tried his best, but only made the opponent cough a few times.
For him who has never been defeated, it is really a bit embarrassing.
"Now, if you take my sword and catch it, I will never be your enemy in this life, and the Tang family will never be your enemy." Tang Zhan put down these heroic words and pointed at the ground with his right hand Chixiao.
Yang Chen narrowed his eyes and said yes.
Wu Jie hesitated to speak, but finally did not interrupt and continued to watch the battle in fear.
The two looked at each other silently, not moving at all, and the others did not dare to breathe. The entire snooker hall was quiet and depressing. When Tang Zhan jumped up from the ground, the onlookers' nerves tightened and their eyes widened.
, for fear of missing any details of the exciting showdown.
Tang Zhan, who soared more than two meters into the air, flew three and a half times with his elegant body, passing several meters, and slashed down with a sword. The light of the sword was like lightning, with earth-shattering power, such speed, urgency, accuracy, and detachment.
Incomparable, no one except Yang Chen could clearly see the cold sword edge in the illusory movie.
A shocking sword.
Tang Zhan's original killing move, his master who was over 100 years old was once forced to panic by this move.
Yang Chen raised his face, crossed his forearms, and raised them fearlessly above his head, as if he was trying to block Chi Xiao's iron-cutting sword with his arms.
Tang Zhan admired that Yang Chen's reaction speed was rare in the world, but the way he responded worried and entangled him. This time he came to Yang Chen for discussion, just to intimidate the third brother who had already compromised, from the threat of the other party's advancement.
Kill or injure.
It was definitely not the ending he wanted.
He knew a little bit about how strong the power Yang Chen controlled. If the genius man who created the huge Arctic Fox and YCV had something to do tonight, the Tang family would be overwhelmed and exhausted to deal with it.
Stop?
Tang Zhan was at a loss for the first time in his life.
Although others could not clearly see the essence of the shocking sword, let alone the power of the sword, Yang Chen blocked it with his bare hands, which touched people's hearts.
For example, Wu Jie was shocked and pale, but had no time to react. A dazzling shadow enveloped Yang Chen, and Tang Zhan did not stop in the end!
Since the treacherous and shrewd Yang Chen blocked in this way, he should be confident.
Tang Zhan wanted to know why this powerful opponent, who was nearly ten years younger than him, was so confident. His eyes followed the sword edge and fell between Yang Chen's crossed forearms.
