Chapter 13: Kill

In a dense jungle, Yang Tian's body is hidden in it, his body is restrained, the rich blood in his body is like a pool of stagnant water, with only a faint breath.
He stared at the front like an eagle. At ten meters ahead, under a big tree surrounded by three people, two disciples from the Xingchen Martial Arts Hall were talking.
"Pharaoh, Yang Tian, ​​this little can really hide, it's been almost ten days, and our brothers are here to suffer. I don't know what the owner of the museum is looking for Yang Tian for?" One of the young men lifted his belt. , Scolded.
"Tsk tusk, it's been ten days." The guard who replaced the old Wang nodded, and immediately he patted the young man on the shoulder, glanced around, and whispered: "We two must not separate, I listen Said that this kid is very evil, the guards of our martial arts hall have died in his hands seven or eight."
"Pharaoh, who did you listen to this? Don't let your head go?" Hearing this, the young man's face changed slightly, and he said inconceivably: "I heard that these guards died in the mouth of the beast, so how long has Yang Tiancai cultivated? impossible?"
"Hmph, don't worry about whoever said it. Whether it's or not, it's important to save your life. We are two brothers together, and there is no way for the eighth heaven-level fierce beasts. We must not be separated." His face looked solemnly. Looking at the young man, the old Wang exhorted.
Looking at the solemn expression of the old Wang, the young man nodded uncontrollably, and couldn't help but feel a bit of chill in his heart. He had seen someone who killed decisively, but he had such a method at the age of Yang Tian. A lot of world.
At the moment when the young man was frightened, Yang Tian's lying body moved. His body was like a bow, his spine twisted like a crouching dragon, his feet stomped suddenly, and huge force spewed.
Shoo!
The cracking sound exploded, and the tearing sonic boom awakened both of them. When the young man returned to his senses, a dark shadow had already swept in front of his eyes, and what was reflected in his eyes was a slightly immature face. But at this moment a sneer was evoked.
"Not good!" Upon seeing this, Lao Wang's face changed drastically. At the same time, all the dormant blood in Yang Tian's body erupted, red glow billowing, and he was burning like a stove.
This qi and blood washed over Lao Wang's body, and the blood in his body was slowly solidifying. Lao Wang did not hesitate at all and fled to the rear.
"Boom!" A fist burst out directly, the fist was as fast as an electric shock, and the red fists tore through countless vacuums, and even this space was slightly rippling and the red light was like a horse training galloping away.
"Boom!" Faced with a punch close at hand, the young man's fearful mind turned, his blue and crystal-clear palm slammed away.
"Crack!"
The blood and vitality were handed over, and a sharp skeletal sound abruptly sounded. At the same time, the young man's body was bombarded and shot out backwards. He stopped a big tree and threw himself on the ground.
puff.
A mouthful of blood was suddenly spit out, and the young man looked at Yang Tian with fear, his body was trembling violently, Yang Tian's fist was not only sturdy, but the blood released out like a round of fire, impacting his body A wisp of qi and blood made his whole body unable to condense in a short time.
boom!
Yang Tian's body skills skyrocketed again, and a whip leg directly hit the young man's chest, accompanied by screams, and several bones cracking. Indifferent eyes stared at the body whose vitality was dissipated, Yang Tian broke off the void ring worn by the young man, and rushed away from the body running forward.
The man who had called the old king was fleeing forward. A miserable howl suddenly resounded across the sky. The old Wang's body trembled suddenly, and the fear in his eyes was not concealed.
"Wow." The beast roared suddenly. In the grass in front of Lao Wang, a piebald eagle suddenly leaped out, opened its blood basin and husky towards Lao Wang's body.
"Beast, get out of me." Lao Wang's face was grim, and the blood in his body did not retain the gushing, and the moment he leaped into the sky, he hit the piebald eagle's abdomen with a punch.
"Kacha!" The intensive cracking sound exploded, and the fierce eyes of the piebald eagle fell sharply.
"Yes, the five-layered fierce beast will kill with one blow." Walking slowly from the rear, Yang Tian curled his lips, his secret praise mixed with endless ridicule.
"Yang Tian, ​​you and I have no grievances and no grudges, you let me go, and Wang will have a big reward in the future." Staring at Yang Tian's footsteps, Lao Wang suddenly arched his hands and smiled.
"Let you go?" Yang Tian was a little surprised.
"Yeah, Yang Tian, ​​you and I have no grievances and no grievances, and Wang must repay me in the future." The old Wang bowed his head, but there was a vicious look in his eyes.
"go to hell!"
The big man suddenly roared, and an iron gun suddenly appeared in his hand. A ray of gun light on the tip of the gun broke through countless vacuums, exploding with sharp air.
The iron gun vibrated and swept past, and dozens of purple gun lights pierced the vacuum.
In the face of the gunfire coming from the attack, Yang Tian burst out with a punch, without any fancy, his astonishing killing intent rushed along with his fists. His whole body bloomed with red light, and he hit several punches in succession, every punch was fierce without casting, and directly shattered the gun.
"This kid is really evil." Seeing Yang Tian easily defuse the offensive, Lao Wang's pupils shrank slightly. This blood soldier is about to reach a high level. He spends most of his life to get it, and he has to face the monks who are in and out of the eighth heaven. The power of World War I.
"Drink!" Lao Wang suddenly let out a deep cry, and all the blood in his body poured on the barrel of the gun. Immediately after his arm turned, the moment the gun body rotated, a three-foot-long spear light swept away.
"Bump..." The bones were rubbing, like thunder, a scorching sun appeared on Yang Tian's fist, dazzling red light bloomed, and violent energy fluctuations permeated.
"Boom!" The scorching sun was in the sky, and under the urging of Yang Tian, ​​it bloomed with endless power.
Sui Er, Yang Tian bombarded the hot sun with a fist. The hot sun pierced the vacuum, and the scorching sensation hit. Pharaoh's face changed drastically. The energy contained in the hot sun was so violent that he would directly burn him into a stick.
"Papa..." The gun body was cracking, and the small cracks quickly spread throughout the gun body. The blood in Yang Tian's body suddenly shook, and the hot sun burst in vain, shattering the gun body directly.
Shoo!
Watching the scene of iron filings shooting, Yang Tian shook his palm in the air. Suddenly, the moment the fist opened, an eruption gushed out, and the iron filings in the sky were pulled by the momentum and shot towards the body of the old king.
Bump! Where the iron filings burst, blood flew across, countless blood and flesh flying in the air, blood and bone splashing.
Lao Wang's bitter gaze caught Yang Tian. At this time, he was remorseful. If he didn't give up the young man, he wouldn't be defeated in a mess.
Looking indifferently at the body whose vitality was dissipated, Yang Tian walked up quickly, ripped off Lao Wang's void ring, and rushed away.