The color on the middle-aged face changed. Just as the screams rang out, his body was like a bolt of lightning, blowing a gust of wind and rushing towards the dusty pile of rocks. The momentum was overwhelming... A violent force was generated in the air.
The vibration was like a hurricane. The place where the middle-aged man passed by disappeared into smoke, and all the dust was swept away.
Under the moonlight, Zhang Yang stood quietly beside the rubble. He had retreated dozens of meters away, keeping a safe distance from the rubble. On the rubble, the young man squatted on the ground, covering his throat with both hands.
A hoarse voice came from his mouth, the blood stained the white robe on his arms and chest, and his face was twisted in pain... Just now, it was a flash of lightning, when the smoke was filled and the visibility was less than one meter.
Zhang Yang released Yin Mei, and Yin Mei easily defeated the enemy with just one jump.
From the beginning, Zhang Yang thought about releasing the Silver Phantom. However, because there was a middle-aged man watching eagerly not far away, and the young man's movement skills were quite weird, the Silver Phantom might not be able to hit it with one hit.
Zhang Yang's original intention was to use the piles of rocks to limit the opponent's physical skills, but he knew that the opponent actually used countless rocks to attack Zhang Yang and create a battlefield suitable for him. Just when Zhang Yang split the first stone,
Zhang Yang thought of using dust to cover Yin Mei's attack... The violent momentum forced Zhang Yang to retreat continuously. The middle-aged mental power almost controlled every inch of the lawn. Zhang Yang did not escape. Under the control of this middle-aged man,
Running away is just a futile thing.
When the middle-aged man's body reached the pile of rocks, he suddenly stopped and stared blankly at the young man who was hunched over the pile of rocks with a painful expression on his face.
There was a big bloody hole on the young man's neck, so big that even a pair of hands could not cover it. Under the moonlight, the young man's face had turned pale white, with a look of despair.
"Master..." The young man's voice was unrecognizable. His throat was like a flat tire, making a weird sound.
"call!"
The middle-aged man's hand shook, and a gentle and huge force brought the young man down from the pile of rocks. His body fell on the middle-aged man's hand. The middle-aged man's hand turned into countless afterimages, and they appeared on the young man's body.
After clicking, the young man's surging blood was finally stopped. However, the bloody hole in his throat and the stretched flesh still looked extremely terrifying.
"Master...Father...I...I...don't want to die..." The young man covered his throat and spat out a few words with great difficulty. The sweat on his forehead kept rolling down, and his brows were tangled in pain.
together.
"You won't die, you are here to teach me." The middle-aged man showed a trace of kindness on his face. He was one of his favorites among his disciples.
"Really?" The young man's speech suddenly became coherent, with a hopeful expression on his face.
"Yes, you should sleep for a while first!"
"oh……"
…
The middle-aged man gently touched the young man's head with his painful hand. The young man slowly closed his eyes, with a satisfied and comfortable smile on his face. He believed in his master, and his master could do anything...
...Suddenly, Zhang Yang was shocked. His mind felt that the young man's vitality was cut off, and his heart had stopped beating. If Yin Mei caused fatal injuries to the young man, then the middle-aged man would really kill the young man.
murderer.
What a strong willpower!
What a cold heart!
Zhang Yang felt a boundless pressure. At this time, the middle-aged man had slowly put the young man's body on the ground. There was no emotion on his face. His snow-white robe was stained with blood, and his eyes were like sharp eyes.
Blade awn.
Zhang Yang didn't move. He was accumulating strength. He was waiting for that earth-shattering blow... The air was so oppressive that it seemed to be burning. The middle-aged man walked towards Zhang Yang step by step, his momentum getting stronger step by step. The white robe was unstoppable.
The wind moves automatically, making a hunting sound in the air.
"Do you know who you killed?" the middle-aged man said calmly.
"I don't know." Zhang Yang realized at such a close distance that this person was actually not very old, probably not much older than him, but he looked very mature, so he looked more like a middle-aged man.
"In his veins, the blood of the Emperor's family flows..." The middle-aged man put his hands behind his back, looking down on the world.
"The Emperor is also a human being, let alone him!" Zhang Yang felt the increasingly powerful pressure in the air, which seemed to be restraining his whole body. He did not resist, he just continued to accumulate strength, so that "The Immortal Road" would not be able to resist.
It absorbs and transforms the energy in the air without stopping.
Now, there is no retreat.
Only fight!
"Hahaha... It's a good saying that the emperor is also a human being! Okay, today, I will use the samurai sword given by the emperor to kill you, so I won't insult my beloved disciple!" The middle-aged man laughed wildly, and let go of the sword wrapped in white cloth from his back.
Long knife.
"The ways of death are different. It doesn't make any difference in whose hands you die or what kind of weapon you use. I just want to know why you want to kill me? We don't know each other!" Zhang Yang looked at this coldly.
The middle-aged man, no, he should be a young man not much older than himself, but his martial arts are countless times higher than his own, and he has entered another realm, which is what the general said, the realm of the strong.
"Because, I see my own shadow in you. Remember, my name is Dahe!" The middle-aged man said every word.
"Good reason."
Zhang Yang smiled lightly. He had completed the energy absorption and conversion in "The Immortal Path". So far, his current state was already at his peak, and his body could no longer bear even a trace of excess energy.
Coming!
The vibrations in the air became more and more violent, as if a force was coming in like a tide, overwhelming the sky. The long knife in Dahe's hand had completely exposed its blade. This knife was slightly different from the katana in Zhang Yang's hand. It was long and narrow.
Show your sharpness.
The long movement of the river that seemed to last for thousands of years ended, and the white silk satin fell to the ground as if it were alive.
"slow!"
Just at the critical moment, suddenly, a cold voice broke the oppressive atmosphere in the lawn. It was Nana. Nana was still wearing that long dress. In the moonlight, she looked like a fairy descending to earth. The long dress fluttered in the breeze.
The light fluttering brings out Nana's unique and beautiful body... "Are you that person's daughter?"
Astonishingly, Dahe's pupils tightened, and a familiar feeling spread throughout his body. The outline of this girl's face was vaguely discernible in his memory, especially the long hair. If it wasn't a girl with a female surname, he really doubted the girl in front of him.
This person was the one who woke him up from nightmares countless times... "First, the strong do not participate in wars between countries!"
"Second, strong men are not allowed to participate in wars between ordinary people!"
"Third, whoever violates the above two items will become the enemy of all strong men!"
Nana did not answer Dahe's words. She stared at Dahe with a pair of cold eyes. The palm of her hand holding the blade became wet. This person put too much pressure on her. It seemed that she could not find the blade at all.
It's a feeling I've never experienced before.
"You also know about the strong man's agreement... Well, you should know that you are his daughter..." Dahe was stunned at first, but seemed to understand something immediately.
"I want you to answer a question. If you can answer it, I will let him go!" Dahe gently stroked the cold blade and said calmly.
"I want to know what the problem is." Nana said coldly.
"I want to know where that person is now. More than ten years have passed and there has been no news about him."
"No comment." There was no expression on Nana's face.
"Okay, it doesn't matter if you don't tell me, but I don't believe it. I kill a mere unknown and I have to be bound by the strong man's agreement!"
Dahe laughed wildly, and immediately, murderous intent overflowed. Almost at the same time, Zhang Yang and Nana felt the temperature drop suddenly, and the long knife in Dahe's hand seemed to have a slight chill coming out of it.
"How dare you!" Nana snapped.
"Why don't I dare?" Dahe laughed loudly and pushed towards Zhang Yang step by step. The footsteps on the soft grass actually made a heavy sound, as if the ground was shaking.
"I also have a question, will you kill her?" Zhang Yang suddenly asked Dahe.
"Don't worry, anyone would dare to kill me, except him, unless he is willing to pay the price with the lives of the Emperor's family." Nana answered first.
"You..." Dahe looked furious, his face twisted with anger.
"Okay, since that's the case, let me see the real strong human beings. I really want to know how strong the strong human beings are."
Knowing that Nana was safe, Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly slashed the katana in his hand in the air, and let out a deafening laugh, full of indomitable pride.
