C22 Sweeping
C22 Sweeping
Zhou Yang shouted and grabbed the brawny man's waist. He moved his right hand and a few cracking sounds could be heard.
"Awoo!" The brawny man could not withstand the pain from his hands and feet. He tilted his head and fainted.
"Bang!"
Zhou Yang threw the strong man to the ground and kicked him. His body flew to Zhang Xian's feet like a rubber ball.
"You... you..."
Zhang Xian pointed at Zhou Yang. His eyes were full of shock and fear.
This was an expert under his command. He was strong enough to fight Zhao Tianlong from the Tianwu Fist Hall. Yet, he was crippled by Zhou Yang in just a breath's time?
What kind of monster was this?
Who did he offend?
As he thought about it, cold sweat trickled down from Zhang Xian's forehead.
What should he do?
"Who is causing trouble in the territory of Zhang family?"
Just as Zhang Xian was in despair, a loud and angry voice was heard. In an instant, a glimmer of hope emerged in his heart as he looked at the door.
"Dad! Master Hong!"
Zhou Yang turned around and saw a group of people rushing in through the door. The leader was a man in a Tang suit, looking energetic and full of energy. His face was filled with anger.
He was the patriarch of Zhang family?
However, Zhou Yang was soon attracted by an old man behind him. He immediately became alert.
This old man was wearing a light black cultivation uniform. His hair and beard were all white, and his beard was fluttering even though there was no wind. He looked to be sixty or seventy years old, but he was full of energy, and he didn't look tired at all.
Zhou Yang's intuition told him that this old man was not simple. He was probably even a little stronger than the head of Tianwu Martial Arts Club.
He looked ordinary, as if he was just an old man close to seventy years old. However, Zhou Yang felt a strong aura coming from him.
Fortunately, Zhou Yang had broken through to the eighth level of Qi Refining last night. Therefore, he could still be considered calm. He was facing the patriarch of Zhang family, one of the few top figures in Donghua. He said indifferently, "The patriarch of Zhang family? Did you call me? Your son stole my treasure. Tell him to hand over the fan, and I won't hold the Zhang family accountable anymore!"
"Hahaha, hold the Zhang family accountable? What right do you have? What treasures can you have? It would be good enough if I don't hold you responsible for causing havoc in the Zhang family! Son, show me that so-called treasure."
The patriarch of Zhang family laughed loudly and looked at Zhang Xian. The latter quickly ran over and hid behind him, handing him the fan.
" This... "
The patriarch of Zhang family widened his mouth in shock after taking a glance at the fan. Even the old man beside him had a shocked expression on his face.
"This is a treasure!"
The old man at the side couldn't help but say. He exchanged a glance with the patriarch of Zhang family. Both of them could see the fanaticism in each other's eyes.
"Kid, you said this is yours. What proof do you have?"
The patriarch of Zhang family sneered. If it was something else, then forget it. This thing must be kept in Zhang family!
With his experience, this fan was definitely a priceless treasure!
"It seems like you don't intend to return it. It doesn't matter."
Zhou Yang helplessly shook his head and spread out his hands, preparing to make a move.
"Master Hong, this kid crippled Three!" Zhang Xian pointed at the brawny man lying on the ground and said to the old man.
"What?"
The old man moved and appeared next to the strong man almost instantly. He squatted down and checked his body. He was so angry that his beard almost flew up.
"Little bastard! You crippled my beloved disciple!"
The old man stood up and turned around to look at Zhou Yang. There was no longer any calm expression on his face. At the same time, he was secretly surprised in his heart.
Three was his favorite disciple. His talent was not bad. He was only thirty years old, but he already had a lot of abilities. He never thought that he would be crippled by a twenty-year-old man!
"Old bastard, this is your disciple? No wonder he acted so recklessly just because he had some skills. I'm already merciful enough to spare his life. Why are you still complaining?"
Zhou Yang patted his clothes indifferently, as if he had just stepped on an ant.
"Master Hong, stop talking nonsense with him! Kill him for me!"
Zhang Xian shouted out loudly. His teeth were about to be crushed to pieces. If he didn't get rid of Zhou Yang today, how would he be able to gain a foothold in Donghua?
"Young Master Zhang, leave this man to me. I will peel off his skin, pull out his tendons, and slice off his flesh. Only then can I relieve the hatred in my heart!"
Master Hong gritted his teeth and looked at Zhou Yang. As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful aura burst out with him at the center.
Zhou Yang also withdrew his lazy attitude. Did this old man become smart? It actually made him feel a little uneasy. This was the strongest enemy Zhou Yang had encountered since he started cultivating.
Master Hong pulled out a whip that was several meters long from his waist. This was his weapon?
"Today, let me, the Divine Whip Hong Shan, teach you a lesson on behalf of your teacher, you ignorant little beast!"
As he spoke, Hong Shan waved the long whip. The long whip turned into numerous whip shadows that swept towards Zhou Yang with strong winds.
Feeling the biting cold killing intent on the long whip, Zhou Yang frowned. He did not choose to take it head-on. He jumped to the side.
With a "Pa," just as Zhou Yang moved, the long whip hit the place where he was standing just now. The marble floor tiles instantly turned into powder.
Master Hong's imposing manner was shocking. Zhang Xian also felt relieved. Seeing that Zhou Yang was in a sorry state and could only dodge, he couldn't help but sneer. “ Zhou Yang, do you think that the Zhang family can allow you to step on them as you wish? Hmph, Master Hong is a Tier 7 hermit expert!"
Although Zhou Yang had been dodging the opponent's attacks, he was still calm and composed. When he heard Zhang Xian's words, he seemed to be deep in thought. Tier 7?
Could it be that there was a classification among martial artists?
"Little bastard, do you only know how to dodge?"
Without waiting for him to think, another whip shadow attacked. Zhou Yang hurriedly raised his fist to block it. He did not dare to be careless. After all, this old man was very strong. His fist was covered with a layer of faint gas. It was the Genuine Qi that he had cultivated.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
In the blink of an eye, Zhou Yang and the whip shadow exchanged several punches. Although this was his first time using the Genuine Qi, the effect was pretty good. He didn't even feel any pain, but he was only at the eighth level of Qi Refining. As the battle went on, the Qi in his body was rapidly flowing away.
If this continued, Zhou Yang would definitely lose!
"Humph, you do have some ability. Let's see how long you can hold me back!" Hong Shan laughed loudly. Obviously, he had the upper hand in this match. However, he wanted to end the battle as soon as possible, so he let out a furious roar. “ Eat my ultimate move, the God of Despair Whip!"
As he spoke, under Hong Shan's dancing, a black snake like whip shadow fell straight down!
Zhou Yang's mind spun rapidly. Seeing that the old man opposite him was about to use his ultimate move, he could not just sit there and wait for death!
"Today I will let you see the strength of the eighth level of Qi Refining!"
Zhou Yang roared in his heart. His cultivation technique was circulated to the extreme. The Genuine Qi gathered on his right fist, even making his fist embellished with a little bit of light.
He threw out a punch!
"With a bang, the moment the fist and the whip collided, a burst of incomparable force burst out, blowing everyone until they could not open their eyes.
"Who won?"
Zhang Xian waited for the gale to weaken a little before opening his eyes to look. Zhou Yang was actually still standing on the scene!
Master Hong's whip shattered into powder and disappeared. Master Hong, on the other hand, suffered a backlash from the power. "Wah!" With a loud sound, he spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards!