"Hehe, he's here, it's so good-looking now, Ma Huairen's only jealous opponent, my idol, and now he appears, I see how arrogant the Ma family is" "Come on, brother, no matter how strong he is, even if he can resist Ma Huairen, how can he stop the old immortal of the Ma family" One shook his head.
As soon as these words came out, the people who were happy just now suddenly became lost again, worried about the Yang family and others.
"The miscellaneous pieces of the Yang family are really like clowns, they like to jump out one by one" Ma Huaiying's hideous face was full of resentment at this moment, "But since you are here today, let's all stay" A cruel smile, a touch of cold murderous intent permeated.
"The boy of the Yang family, don't stay in the military region, come here to die" Ma Wenxian said coldly, stepped forward, and an invisible coercion shrouded this side With the arrival of Yang Zhiqiang, the scattered battle circles were screwed together in a moment, and they were divided into two groups.
When the terrifying coercion shrouded him, Yang Zhiqiang stepped forward, and a wave of wind swept away, resisting all the coercion that shrouded.
"The old man of the Ma family, it's really shameless, you don't go to play with my old man, but you come here to bully my unsuccessful younger brothers."
Yang Zhiqiang said coldly.
As soon as his words fell, Ma Wenxi's face suddenly did not look good.
"If he is looking for an old man to play, he will be played to death," Naiwa staggered forward, with a look of disdain.
"That is, if the old man is here, this old guy dares to come here to spread wild" "If it weren't for Ma Huaiying, the insidious and despicable bastard of the Ma family, today your old dog would be in the Hades Palace by now" Naiva and Siwa were quite angry, mentioning this, Yang Zhiqiang swept his gaze slightly to the manor behind him, and the woolen cloth was lying quietly on the ground, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
"It seems that there is another account to be calculated" Directly in front, a roaring figure frantically chased and killed the two people who were dying, covered in blood, full of anger, and their faces were extremely terrifying.
At this time, Yang Meng had already fallen into the devil.
"Big brother, save me" Ma Xiantao and Ma Xianzong shouted almost in unison, both of them were bleeding, they were already injured, and the demonized Yang Meng's strength had already caught up with Yang Rui in the state of asking for gods "Little brute, look for death" Ma Wenxian snorted coldly, stretched out his palm, and slapped it fiercely through the void, the terrifying aura made everyone tremble, and the demonized Yang Meng had already lost consciousness, and he didn't know how to dodge at all, so he rushed towards the palm print.
"Whoosh."
A flash of lightning flashed, and just as the palm print was about to fall, Yang Zhiqiang suddenly appeared, and volleyed Yang Meng's body to the ground below.
There was a thud, and the sturdy body smashed a large hole in the ground.
Cough.
Yang Meng coughed up a mouthful of blood and trembled all over, this terrifying kick actually made him lose his ability to move.
"Roar" He roared and tried to struggle, but his body was like a falling apart, and it was difficult to support the violent aura. boom The bell rang loudly.
The giant palm slammed down, and in the void, the golden bell showed a hint of cracking, and Yang Zhiqiang's figure brought a ripple on the void, sliding several feet away.
"This guy is so ruthless to his younger brother" One gasped.
"You only paid attention to this, didn't you notice that he actually blocked Ma Wenshen's palm unscathed," one was shocked and a little speechless.
"Uh" everyone was speechless, they had seen so many incredible things tonight.
"This is really an era full of talents, and this kind of genius against the sky has gathered so many here" Yang Zhiqiang stopped in the void, his body moved, and he swept to the side of the giant pit again, Yang Meng's bloody eyes were extremely scarlet, and his face was hideous, even if he was like he was falling apart, he still wanted to get up and fight, and his huge palm stretched out, wanting to tear Yang Zhiqiang apart.
Yang Zhiqiang reached out with his left hand, grabbed his palm, and suddenly exerted force, a strong surge, Yang Meng's entire body was actually pulled forward, and then fell to the ground.
"One by one, it's not worry-free."
In his deep voice, his right hand reached out and pointed at Yang Meng's eyebrows, and at the same time, a terrifying pressure pressed his entire body to the point of immobility.
"Come on, let me see how strong your demonic thoughts are" "Too big on stage, strain non-stop" "Exorcise evil spirits and subdue charms, protect your life" "Wisdom and Clarity, Peace of Mind" "The Three Souls Are Eternal, and the Soul Is Never Lost" A low groan resounded, and golden light sank into Yang Meng's mind as his voice fell, bringing ripples round after round.
And with the submersion of this golden light, Yang Meng's roar stopped abruptly, and his irritable mood, after a short struggle, calmed down a lot, and the violent aura was being dispelled little by little.
"Coming back to your senses" airplanes Under one finger, Yang Zhiqiang's expression was awe-inspiring, and the golden light on his fingertips was even stronger, and he rushed into Yang Meng's mind with a "buzz", and at this moment, the latter was completely honest.
Seeing this, Yang Zhiqiang breathed a sigh of relief.
But before this breath could be relaxed, an explosion came from behind him.
In a flash, the Tai Chi Golden Bell opened instantly Knort The bell rang, Yang Zhiqiang frowned, and then slowly turned around.
"You're so anxious to find death," the cold and domineering voice slowly resounded.
When everyone heard the sound, their breath was stagnant, Ma Huairen heard this, and instead of being angry, he smiled, "The only one who dares to say this to me is you Yang Zhiqiang, the opportunity is rare, let me seriously meet you, the number one leader of the Eighth Military Region." ” "Come on, tonight, have a good fight, you myth of the Eighth Military Region, don't let me down too much" The corners of Ma Huairen's mouth smirked, this is a real war-loving element.
"No one should interfere in the battle between me and him, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude" He turned his gaze to Ma Wenxian, "including you, old man" Ma Wenshen ignored indifferently and did not make a sound.
At this moment, the hearts of all the people watching the battle are hanging together, and the confrontation between the two geniuses is about to begin, one is the invincible horse of the First Military Region, and the other is the myth of the newly established Eighth Military Region.
"It's going to be a good fight."
Ma Zhiqiang's face swelled with expectation, and the corners of his mouth lifted a curvature.
When Yang Zhiqiang heard this, he almost ignored Ma Zhiqiang, and said to Naiwa and Siwa, "Carry the third baby over, you are not needed here now" Nawa and Siwa hurriedly ran over and carried away the unconscious Sanwa.
In the face of Yang Zhiqiang's ignorance, Ma Zhiqiang was not annoyed, and he was very patient.
"You're pretty nice to your junk brothers."
He groaned with a smile.
"Waste waste" Naiwa's eyebrows suddenly raised, and she was angry, "Four babies, he scolded us for waste" Naiwa rolled up her sleeves and lifted her feet to go up
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