Looking at the Burmese people in front of him, Su Wei got out of the car and negotiated to drive away. The Su family was one of the major forces in Heishui Town. However, in order not to alert the enemy, Su Wei did not bring anyone around. Seeing someone coming to cause trouble, he could only leave in person and stop the Burmese people in the car and had business dealings with the Su family, so he was a little careless.

When he was about to go up to negotiate, the other party took action, waved his sword and stick, and rushed forward without waiting for Su Wei to speak. In the dark corner, there were several gunmen hiding, holding guns with silencers and aiming them at Zhang Muyang, Su Wei and others.

Perhaps because this is the junction of the two countries, the gunmen did not shoot easily, but were secretly glanced at the black muzzle, but they didn't feel good.

However, in the face of these methods, Zhang Muyang raised his eyebrows and didn't raise his eyebrows. What he said just now was not what he meant. His left hand, which was originally inserted into his pocket, suddenly stretched out and then held it tightly.

Immediately afterwards, a miserable ghost scream came from his hand, and Zhang Muyang said coldly: "I thought I had the ability to do something with the tricks of the devil."

Zhang Muyang raised his hand and waved it, crushed the ghost in his hand, stepped out of the car, and reminded him: "Ling'er, take good care of your sister Wan'er, I'll go and meet that Wufa."

Bai Ling'er heard that she was her enemy and wanted to follow her, but she also knew her strength. Although she had made a leaps and bounds with Zhang Muyang's guidance these days, she was still vulnerable to a real master. So she could only look at Zhang Muyang's back and then sacrifice the insects in her body.

As soon as his voice fell, his figure disappeared. As for Su Wei outside, Zhang Muyang was not worried at all. Su Wei, who already had a good cultivation level, did not lose his own roots after becoming the head of the Su family. Those outside were no match for him at all.

After a few flashes, Zhang Muyang landed in a remote alley. The alley was a little dark, and the dim street lights only reflected a little bit of light.

There are also large areas of darkness that cannot be reflected, because the lights are not bright enough, but instead make the alley more darker, and a black shadow pokes at the other end of the alley.

The black shadow Zhang Muyang came and gradually walked out of the shadow. He walked very slowly and his figure seemed to be very bloated. When the lights reflected on him, there were a few mottled black shadows. Gradually, the black shadow's face leaked out. He tilted his head and twisted his neck into a very amazing curve. His mouth widened wide, revealing the uneven fine teeth inside. A pair of painted green pupils were staring at Zhang Muyang tightly. The green in his eyes seemed to directly break through the flesh and blood of Zhang Muyang and swallow him up.

Faced with this strange style, Zhang Muyang sneered: "Pretending to be a ghost, making a ghost trick, Wufa, you lead me here, you can't just show me this."

Zhang Muyang had expected this situation long ago. He asked Su Wei to inquire about the news before, but he just wanted to know where the person had gone. Unexpectedly, the other party stopped in Heishui Town and stopped leaving, as if he was waiting for him. So after encountering this situation, he was not surprised at all. Even if the tracking skills are excellent, ordinary people cannot avoid the spiritual consciousness of cultivators. This is a level suppression.

Faced with Zhang Muyang's sarcasm, the black shadow did not react much, and walked towards Zhang Muyang step by step. When it was about seven or eight meters away from him, he stopped.

He did not rush to take action, and then said in a very strange voice, but in pure Chinese: "Chinese people, do you know my name? Then a few days ago, you sent someone to inquire about me?"

Zhang Muyang had already seen this guy's cultivation level. He had just entered the late stage of Qi training. He nodded slightly and asked, "Are you the master of Nikodan? You also killed the white grandma of Gucha Village?"

After hearing the name of Nicodan and the Bai family's grandma, Wufa's face froze and instantly understood something. Then he let out a harsh and harsh laughter and said, "I said why can't I wait for that kid to come back these days? It turned out to be in your hands. Old lady Bai from Gucha Village? You said you were taking revenge for her? Haha! You are very brave. You take over your sect. I want to see which sect in China dares to pick up my tiger beard."

Zhang Muyang sneered and said, "It's good that you are. What do you think you deserve to know my identity? I killed the young man before, and now I will kill you, the old man, and let you all the monks in Myanmar have a memory. China is not a place where you trash can enter and exit and kill people at will."

Wufa's face froze. He was a master in Myanmar. Even if he went to China, he thought he could have a few moves with him. Now he was humiliated by a junior, and this man even killed his disciples. Now he has chased his own territory and wants to kill himself. If he doesn't let him know his power, the Chinese cultivation world will think that there is no one in Myanmar and that Wufa is a fool.

He said with a grim expression: "Boy, if I don't refine you into corpse oil today, even if there is no such person as Ufa in Myanmar." After that, Ufa's fingers crossed, and two ghost shadows suddenly jumped out of his fat body and rushed straight to Zhang Muyang's face.

Zhang Muyang didn't look at the black shadow, but just snorted coldly: "This is your method? Get some of the things you can see earlier, and live a few more seconds."

After saying that, Zhang Muyang gently flicked his wrist and the two black shadows that were rushing towards him were directly dispersed. Dangore's expression changed drastically after seeing Zhang Muyang's methods. He exclaimed: "Tian Lei? Can you actually use Tian Lei? I can't keep you, you must die here today."

Since Zhang Muyang's body was tempered last time, a ray of heavenly thunder has been stored in his body. Wufa practiced the art of thunder and was following the other side. The most feared thing about these ghost tricks was the thunder. So after seeing Zhang Muyang raise his hand and thunder to break his head, he was shocked. He put aside Zhang Muyang and killed his disciples, put aside Zhang Muyang's disrespect for him just now. Just saying that Zhang Muyang carries the aura of heavenly thunder, Wufa also wants to kill Zhang Muyang. If he grows up, it will be a disaster for the Myanmar practice world. As long as he is here, the Myanmar practice world will be human.

With Wufa's scream, the guy suddenly opened his mouth and raised a mouthful of black mist. Then he entered his arms, grabbed a handful of scarecrows, bit his fingers, sprinkled his essence and blood on it, and finally pinched the tricks and chanted the spell. After two blinks, seven evil ghosts with ferocious faces and green faces and fangs suddenly jumped out of the black mist.

Each of these seven evil ghosts is of normal size. After they appear, they keep making whimpers and screams, and the sound makes people frightened.

"go!"
Chapter completed!