With Zhang Muyang's surprise, the door that was originally closed was shocked with a loud bang.

In the last life, his parents died tragically and his sister committed suicide! Although he finally avenged a great revenge, all his relatives died! It took more than ten years to allow Zhang Tianjie and his son to enjoy more than ten years of wealth.

Although I saved my parents' lives and protected my sister Zhouquan in this life, what followed was that my parents were imprisoned and my sister fled overseas to ensure safety.

In the past three months, I have been practicing hard and pulling allies everywhere. What is the purpose of this, to avenge my previous shame, kill all the enemy, let the Zhang family reestablish the world, and let the world see who the Zhang family is. At this time, the chest of love for Zhang Muyang was filled with an inexplicable emotion, with excitement, melancholy, and various feelings mixed together.

Taking a deep breath to calm down this inexplicable thought. Zhang Muyang stood upright, looked forward, locking directly in the courtyard, surrounded by everyone.

"Zhang Tianjie, Zhang Mukun." Zhang Muyang read out the names of these two people gently, and then a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but it depends on what tricks you can use today.

At this time, in Zhangfuyuan, hundreds of people stood beside Zhang Tianjie and his son. These people were in the shape of a semicircle and surrounded Zhang Tianjie and his son.

On both sides are Wang Dezhi, the head of the Zhang family, and Li Haoran, the head of the Li family!

In addition to them, there are some people in the world who are dressed in strange clothes, including bald donkeys, Taoist priests, and some in Miaojiang costumes, etc.

Among these people, the eyes of Zhang Muyang were disdainful, indifferent, and sneering. They seemed to be laughing at Zhang Muyang's overestimation and sneering at Zhang Muyang's self-destruction.

Zhang Muyang's eyes swept over and couldn't help but shake his head. This time, Zhang Tianjie and his son had spent a lot of money. When the spiritual energy first emerged and the Taoist magic first appeared, he could actually invite a few monks. Although their cultivation level was pitifully low and they were just at the level of qi cultivation, compared with the current situation, they were already amazing masters.

At this time, the scene was a bit strange.

Hundreds of people in Zhangfu Garden remained silent, while Zhang Muyang, alone, stepped inside from outside the door. Behind him, there were more than a dozen men kneeling on the ground, as if they were really welcoming the head of the Zhang family.

As Zhang Muyang got closer and closer, there were also movements among the hundreds of people around Zhang Tianjie and his son, especially Zhang Tianjie and his son. Zhang Tianjie looked at Zhang Muyang in front of him, and for some reason, a chill suddenly arose in his heart. It seemed that today, it was not Zhang Muyang who was faced alone by hundreds of people, but Zhang Tianjie.

In his heart, he felt that today's incident would never be so easy.

Zhang Mukun, his eyes narrowed, and the feeling came again, the feeling that pressed his soul, the feeling that he could not breathe in his life, pressed on him again, which made Zhang Mukun feel very uncomfortable, and this feeling made Zhang Mukun go crazy.

If there is a master of cultivation here, you will definitely understand that this is not a pressure on the soul, but a level suppression of cultivation.

Ordinary people can't feel it, but among the monks, they feel it very clearly. The higher the cultivation level, the stronger the oppression. Perhaps they can't stand it. Perhaps they have practiced this momentum on both sides, just as Zhang Muyang was about to approach them.

Three people suddenly jumped out of the crowd. One was tall, one was fat, and one was short. They were all very distinctive people. Once the three people came out, they didn't say hello or talk nonsense. They rushed towards Zhang Muyang at the same time, raising their hands was a fierce killing move, stabbing Zhang Muyang's neck, chest and lower abdomen. With such a sudden blow, the three of them joined forces.

These three people were masters invited by Zhang Mukun for three million. Out of Muay Thai, the three people are best at joining forces to raid. The number of people who died under their command is no less than hundreds. Even famous masters in the world will be caught off guard and will be hit.

Zhang Muyang, who was attacked by them at this time, didn't even look at the three of them, and let them call him, as the moves got closer and closer.

The onlookers were timid and had closed their eyes, fearing that there would be some bloody scenes. More people opened their eyes wide, and they wanted to see if this Muyang could avoid it, and whether the rumors in the world were true or false.

Zhang Muyang, who was about to be hit by three people at the same time, looked at Zhang Tianjie and suddenly said, "Ha, Zhang Tianjie, you really can't change your shit. Even if you usurp the throne, you still can't change your despicable means."

And just before his voice fell, the three people who raided Zhang Muyang had all fallen to the ground, vomiting blood, and dying silently.

Many masters present looked at each other. None of them saw how Zhang Muyang took action, let alone how Zhang Muyang killed these three people. Just when everyone was shocked, a Buddha's name suddenly came from the yard.

A fat monk with big ears was wearing a fiery red cassock and holding a Zen stick in his hand. He saw that he was like a magnanimous monk. After saying the Buddha's name, he looked at Zhang Muyang with a compassionate attitude, with regret, heartache and murderous aura in his eyes.

The monk said slowly, "Amitabha, the donor is so murderous. When Zhang Tianjie told me before, I still didn't believe it. Now when I saw it, the donor is really a evil demon on earth. The donor's sea of ​​suffering is boundless. It is the shore. Please put down the butcher's butcher's butcher's butcher's sword and become a Buddha."

Zhang Muyang's eyes slanted and he snorted coldly. What he annoyed the most was the bald donkey, Amitabha Buddha full of mouths, and a dedicated thief and prostitute. Zhang Muyang did not hate Buddhism, but was the very few monks in the world who were very pitiful. They all came to deceive people under the guise of promoting Buddhism. Today, he even talked about Zhang Muyang's head.

Regarding this kind of thing, Zhang Muyang gave him a word and said directly: "Get out~"

"Um?"

The monk stared at him, thinking that he had heard it wrong. He was also from a famous ancient temple and had a very high status in the world. He had received foreign presidential guests before, and he would be polite whenever he saw him. Today, it was the first time someone asked him to get out.

"presumptuous!"

There were several monks protecting the horse around the bald man. Seeing Zhang Muyang speaking rudely, his face darkened, he jumped out of the crowd and rushed towards Zhang Muyang.

"Since you don't get out, then go and die!" Zhang Muyang was not patient. He came today to kill people.

With a weak hand, the monks who rushed towards him flew out with a whoosh. A few screams heard, and a few bald donkeys flew out. The blood flowed all over the floor

Zhang Muyang didn't even look at it, as if he had just stepped on a few ants to death just now. He looked up at everyone and said calmly: "Who else?"

Although these three words are very plain, they fall into the hearts of everyone present, like a heavy hammer and drum, shaking their hearts.

The whole audience was silent, with no sound. Hundreds of people present, no one dared to respond. Two consecutive moves, everyone realized that they were not on the same level as Zhang Muyang. At this time, everyone learned their lessons. Although money is important, they must be destined.
Chapter completed!