After hearing Zhang Yang's words, Meng Tianyun was stunned for a moment, then realized that after looking at Zhang Yang for a few seconds, he said, "Based on time, the witch clan members will come at most no more than an hour."

"That's it, it seems we still have some time."

After hearing Meng Tianyun's words, Zhang Yang's eyes became deeper and he murmured in a low voice. No one knew what was going on in his heart.

Meng Tianyun did not dare to disturb Zhang Yang, so he didn't say much, but was guessing in his heart what Zhang Yang meant.

"By the way, Tianqi and others have already come back."

Just as Meng Tianyun was thinking, Zhang Yang's voice came out again, instantly awakening him.

"We have all come back and are now deploying defenses around the Holy City."

Faced with Zhang Yang's question, Meng Tianyun naturally did not dare to hesitate at all and quickly responded.

"That's good. Next, we have to see who will win."

Zhang Yang nodded slightly, said such words, and his eyes became deeper.

"Mr. Zhang, if the situation is wrong, please evacuate as soon as possible. Now, you are the only one in Miaojiang who can deal with the Witch King. No matter what, you can't have any trouble. You will be left with the green mountains without worrying about burning firewood."

After looking at Zhang Yang for a few glances, Meng Tianyun still said such words.

"Uncle Meng, if something happens to the Holy City, it will be hard to support me with my own strength. Besides, Elder Li and others have set out now. As long as we drag it down, the Witch King may not be able to do anything."

Zhang Yang smiled bitterly and responded softly, but his expression became extremely determined.

After hearing Zhang Yang's words, Meng Tianyun did not say much, but instead took back his mind.

Immediately, Zhang Yang found a place to close his eyes and adjust his breathing. He knew very well that there must be a fierce battle waiting for him next. He must always maintain his peak state, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

Time passed quickly. I don’t know how long it took. Zhang Yang, who was closing his eyes and resting, suddenly opened his eyes, looked into the distance, and murmured in his mouth, "It’s finally here."

Not only Zhang Yang noticed something strange, but even Meng Tianyun was the same. The latter clearly felt that more than a dozen strong

The breath is approaching the holy city.

Meng Tianyun's face changed drastically, and his subconscious eyes fell on Zhang Yang, obviously waiting for the latter's decision.

"Uncle Meng, let everyone go to alert."

Zhang Yang's expression also became solemn, and he said such words.

"Yes, Mr. Zhang."

Meng Tianyun naturally did not dare to hesitate, and quickly responded, then started to act and acted as Zhang Yang's instructions.

"Witch King, I want to see who will win this time."

Zhang Yang looked into the distance, a strong murderous intent appeared in his eyes, and he murmured in a low voice.

Under Meng Tianyun's notice, each of the city lord's mansion was filled with energy, and his eyes were filled with a strong sense of fighting, without any fear at all.

Obviously, Zhang Yang's repeated riots in the witch clan's ancestral land have given them a lot of confidence.

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Yang hesitated for a moment, left the holy city and rushed straight towards the direction where the aura came.

Meng Tianyun was shocked when he saw this situation, but he did not dare to hesitate and hurriedly followed.

Before Zhang Yang could walk far away, the breath in front of him was getting closer and closer. After a while, several figures appeared in Zhang Yang's vision.

The visitor is the Witch King and the elders of the Witch Clan.

At the same time, Meng Tianyun and Song Tong also brought people over.

The gaze swept across the Wu Wang and others, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but there was a bit of joking in his eyes.

After seeing that the visitor was Zhang Yang, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes. He narrowed his eyes and his eyes became deeper, but the murderous intent on his body became more and more obvious.

"Witch King, I really didn't expect that you would come so quickly."

After looking at the Witch King a few times, before the former could speak, the voice of the Changyang came out.

"Zhang Yang, I didn't expect that you would actually run out and die."

The Witch King's expression remained unchanged, and his words were a little cold. Before Zhang Yang could speak, his voice came out again, "It's good that I can save you this. I'll look for it one by one. Today is your death."

Although he said this in his mouth, the Witch King's heart

But there was a lot of doubt inside, obviously I couldn't figure out why Zhang Yang took the initiative to fight.

This is also the difference between the Witch King and Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang has always been compassionate. The latter knew very well that a battle with the Witch King was inevitable. If the battle situation moved to the holy city, I wonder how many innocent people would suffer.

It is precisely because of this that Zhang Yang chose to take the initiative. Meng Tianyun and others obviously understood the intention of the former, so they did not ask much.

"Witch King, if I'm not wrong, you're just trying to save Liu Ling today."

Immediately, Zhang Yang's eyes swept over the witch clan and the others. After estimating the other party's strength, a faint voice came out.

Obviously, Zhang Yang wanted to delay time. He knew very well that if he really wanted to fight, his side would not have the advantage at all. In order to reduce casualties, the former could only choose this.

"Hmph, I asked you knowingly and quickly let Ling'er go. I can consider leaving you with all your body."

The Witch King said coldly, his aura raised and his murderous intent in his eyes became even more intense.

After realizing the situation in front of him, Meng Tianyun and others subconsciously blocked Zhang Yang's face, fearing that the Witch King would take action suddenly, but they forgot that Zhang Yang's strength is even more terrifying than theirs.

"What a pity, Witch King, you are already one step late, and Liu Ling has been sent away by me."

After hearing the words of the Witch King, Zhang Yang didn't care at all and said this softly, with a hint of mocking on his face.

Upon hearing this, the Witch King's expression became ugly, but he was thinking in his heart what Zhang Yang meant.

After looking at the Witch King a few times, Zhang Yang's voice came out again, "Now I have sent Liu Ling to the Twelve Caves ancestral land. Witch King, even if you have great skills, you may not be able to break the barrier outside the Twelve Caves ancestral land."

After saying that, Zhang Yang laughed a few times. He knew very well that the strength of the two sides was still a huge difference. If he really faced the Witch King, he would probably suffer a big loss. Only by making the other party feel unstable can Zhang Yang have a chance.
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