Chapter 741: Yandi VS Tyrant

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Redbeard shook his body and took a step back, shocked: "Penelope Yang... Yang Yan..., are you Penelope Yang Yan!?"
"It's me." Yang Yan packed a bowl of peanuts in a peanut bucket and sat down at the table to eat.
For a while, everyone inside and outside the restaurant looked at him, and no one spoke out. They could hardly imagine that the young man in front of him who didn't seem to be anything special was the master of Yanyang City, one of the 7S, the Emperor The head of the mercenary regiment, Penelope Yangyan.
"Chi Di Yang Yan." Judy said: "Isn't that man a mercenary with him?"
Sophia didn't speak, but her eyes looked different from before.
Lightning Pig looked at him, and Pat and his servants didn't think the environment in the restaurant was too dirty.
Yang Yan was watched by so many people, as if nothing else, he was concentrating on his own affairs, as if no one could disturb him.
I don't know when there was an extra figure under the felt of the winery. No one saw how the figure came in. He seemed to appear out of nowhere, as if he had always been here.
This man was standing behind Red Beard. Red Beard didn't notice it, but Yang Yan did. He stopped the movement of peeling peanuts in his hand, because although he didn't look at it, he could feel the other person staring at him, staring at him.
Until then, the surrounding people found this extra figure, which was too tall, too big, like a little giant. If it weren't for this, I'm afraid people around him would not find him.
He had a leather tent on his head, and he almost had to wear this soft awning on top, with a huge black iron plate in his hand. This black iron plate is really bizarrely large, as wide as a bed, as high as a street lamp, and the thickest part is thicker than the grinding disc. But this black iron plate is a knife, this knife weighs at least two tons!
The big man dragged the knife and stood in the middle of the awning, staring at Penelope Yangyan.
Everyone withdrew, and this person was definitely not annoying at first glance. His badness is different from the red beard. This kind of badness is a kind of momentum, a daunting murderous!
"Penelope Yangyan, I recognize your face, I saw your portrait in Yanyang City." said the big man.
Yang Yan's eyebrows moved a bit, turning his head to look at him.
The big man said: "My name is Pyle Pan."
Yang Yan shook his head: "I haven't heard of it."
Pan Dao: "It doesn't matter, I'm not a celebrity originally."
There may be many people in the world like Pyle Pan who are powerful but not famous. Just like a few years ago, who would know Bing Zhixie?
Yang Yan said: "The Takur barbarians are aggressive in life. You must not come to me for a drink."
Anyone can see that Pyle Pan is a barbarian of Takul.
Pan Dao: "Last year in the battle of Yanyang City, you defeated the leader of the Red Dragon Knights, Everson."
"Are you trying to compete with me?"
Pan Dao: "I travelled thousands of miles to find you in Yanyang City, but you are not here, I didn't expect to encounter it here."
"well."
"It's really good."
As soon as the two had finished speaking, the figures were staggered and there was a muffled sound. The waves of fire and domineering ignited at the same time, and the tables, chairs, benches, and leather blankets in the small wine shop were torn to pieces in an instant.
Many people did not expect the two of them to fight without warning. All of a sudden they were affected. Their bodies were blown into the sky like pieces of paper, and they fell for a while.
The little old man of the wine shop and the soldiers in the town hadn't arrived, and he saw the domineering and flames rushing into the sky.
The two soldiers changed their colors and said in a single way: "Not good! Such a powerful domineering, it seems like a hard hand!"
Another soldier said to the old man: "Don't go here, wait for us to resolve the matter before you go home."
The little old man nodded again and again, he was already terrified, but how dare he go to watch a fight.
The soldiers no longer care about him, urging the mount to run in the direction of the fight.
In the battlefield, Pan's domineering power was so amazing that Yang Yan couldn't help but concentrate all his spirits. He pulled out the squirrel sword, and the flame ignited on the sword. A sword pierced Pan's left shoulder.
The knife in Pan's right hand had already been swung out. At this time, he would never be able to slash it back again, but he was miraculously forceful and gave back the strength of the slash.
When Yang Yan changed color slightly, even if he stabbed the opponent with this sword, he would definitely be injured by the opponent's heavy knife, so he quickly withdrew and moved back.
Pan Leng laughed loudly, and the inertia of the heavy knife in his hand should have been chopped out to the left. Even if the person with the strongest arm strength would cut with the opposite force, there would be a momentary delay. But the knife in his hand seemed to ignore the principle of power inertia, completely free from the theorem of ordinary people. It was natural to mention it backhand, and the huge black heavy knife came back naturally.
Sophie frowned: "This man is so powerful, Yang Yan is going to be in a hard fight." Masters can always see each other's strength in a short time.
Judy said: "Are we going to help him?" She and Sophia are one of the few people closest to the combat center, in addition to the red beard and lightning.
Pail Pan's backhand mentions that the momentum is very powerful. I saw that the air flow in the air seemed to be rolled by this knife. The stone bricks laid on the street were lifted layer by layer, and the bricks on the houses on both sides of the street. All the tiles were rolled up.
"It's so strong!" The people in the distance were frightened by the sword, and the cold and rainy weather just sweated.
Pat's expression was no longer as kind as before, and said: "Pyle Pan, who is this person? I haven't heard of it."
Clark, his servant, said: "I seem to have heard of a person, it should be him."
"Oh, you talk about it."
Clark said: "I only know that he was a robber before and robbed some big merchants. Later his robber gang broke up and he never heard anyone mention him again, not a very famous person."
Pat said: "Although this man is not well-known, his strength is amazing. Do you see his strength?"
Clark thought or didn't want to say: "At least a king of war."
"at least?"
"Well." Clark nodded affirmatively.
Pyle Pan picked up with a knife, Yang Yan kept retreating, rushed past, stepped on his domineering blade, and jumped into the sky: "Starfall." The person turned into flames like a falling meteor and smashed the pie. Pan.
Pan ate a sword of Yangyan, and his tyrannical body did not hurt him. He grabbed Yangyan's clothes, took Yangyan on his head, and then patted the ground.
A human figure was dropped from the ground, but there was no figure of Yang Yan in the human figure.
Yang Yan bounced back into the air in an instant, and kicked on Pan's door.
At this time, a flame came from behind Pyle Pan, Yang Yan frowned, quickly blocked in front of the flame, and flicked it away, dispelling the magic of fire, staring coldly at Sophia: " what are you doing?"
Sophia's magic is not intended to hurt Pyle Pan, and is intended to harass, so it is not very strong.
Pyle Pan also stopped and looked at them.
Sophie said: "I just want to help you."
Yang Yan looked at her for a moment, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Do you think I can't beat him?"
When a woman is helping you, even if she helps you wrong, you shouldn't be angry.
Sophie shrugged her shoulders and said, "It seems that I'm busy with business."
Yang Yan said: "A man always wants to show his strength in front of a woman, and I don't want a woman to see my defeat, especially a big beauty. So you can avoid it a little, the next battle range may be More than that."
Sophia and Judy evaded happily.
Pyle smiled: "The people who have been the masters of a city are different. In this case, you can still behave so easily."
Yang Yan turned and smiled: "I have never liked a life that is too tense." The light around his body dimmed, then his face instantly became white, and a dark red light appeared on the heart Light mass.
Pyle Pan's eyes flicked, and he lifted the knife off.
Yang Yan fled, and his body actually completed the change in the air to understand the seal: "Shen Yan Knight Skill-Unblock-Yan Emperor's Coming!"
The flame light cluster in the heart part runs at a high speed. With the ability of the light cluster to drive it, it is spread on Yanyang layer by layer, and a layer of flame pattern is instantly formed.
"Very well, it's really moving so quickly." Pyle Pan's offensive continued, even attacking Yang Yan.
But Yang Yan's speed was much faster than before. He flashed Pan's blade in a flash, squeezed his palm as a fist, and punched Pan on his stomach.
'boom'!
Pyle punched his feet on the ground for more than 40 meters and was slid to the end of the street before stopping.
Those under the red beard looked silly: "No... impossible, he punched him so far! A strong punch, a quick punch!"
Pan had just stopped, and Yang Yan had rushed to him in the blink of an eye. He cracked his lips and smiled: "You hit it once, do you want to come the second time?" He waved the palm of his fan and shot it toward Yangyan.
Yang Yan flashed in a step, but Pan had expected it. The heavy knife in his hand was pushed horizontally and pushed sideways, just in the direction that Yang Yan had attacked. Yang Yan had to change his steps again, but Pan's invisible domineering suddenly turned white, and his shooting speed was no slower than that of Yang Yan, and he waved away Yang Yan.
Yang Yan was backed by a domineering shock for more than a dozen steps. Pan Lima turned into an attack. He saw the white domineering on his body, and a huge domineering ring wave spread on the ground. Then he screamed and shouted: "Aesopinong·Wang Pian-Wrath of the Tyrant!"
In an instant, an extremely overbearing force is flooding the range of ring wave diffusion...
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