After seeing this situation, Song Tong had no hesitation in his eyes and tried his best to gather the last bit of strength. Judging from his appearance, he obviously wanted to save his last breath to end his life.

In Song Tong's eyes, even if he commits suicide, he must not fall into the other party's hands.

When these people saw Song Tong's actions, they became a little panicked. How could they not know in their hearts that once Song Tong dies, their swords will welcome Zhang Yang's anger, and they will die without a place to bury themselves.

So, without any hesitation, these people speeded up again, trying to stop Song Tong before he took action.

But at this moment, a strong wind came from behind these people. With a "cry", a figure suddenly appeared, instantly breaking through the encirclement of these people and coming directly to Song Tong.

Song Tong, who originally wanted to commit suicide, actually stopped the movements under the opponent's huge power. It was not that Song Tong was unwilling to continue the movements, but that he did not have the ability to continue the movements.

Subconsciously, Song Tong's eyes looked towards the direction of the visitor. After seeing the appearance of the visitor clearly, a hint of excitement appeared on his face. Naturally, he could recognize who the person was. Even if he turned into ashes, he would not dare to forget it.

"Old Song, how are you?" The visitor's eyes fell on Song Tong. After glanced at him, his expression became relaxed, but even so, a trace of worry still appeared in his eyes.

However, after these old witch clan members saw the appearance of the visitor, a hint of horror appeared on their faces, and they even subconsciously took a few steps back.

"Young Master, don't worry about me, I'm fine." After hearing the person coming, Song Tong did not dare to hesitate at all, and quickly responded, a hint of respect appeared in his eyes.

Obviously, there is someone else who can make Song Tong so respectful and the witch clan so scared, besides Zhang Yang.

"That's good." After hearing Song Tong's words, Zhang Yang completely relieved. His strength was much higher than Song Tong, so he naturally knew how the other party was injured.

Zhang Yang's heart is more clear than anyone else, now

Song Tong was just exhausted and there was nothing serious.

As the voice fell, Zhang Yang's eyes swept through the surroundings again, and a trace of murderous intent appeared on his face. His heart was also very clear. If it weren't for his timely arrival, Song Tong would have really died.

After touching Zhang Yang's gaze, the faces of these old witch clan members suddenly turned pale, and no one dared to speak. In their eyes, it seemed that the one standing in front of them at this time was not Zhang Yang at all, but a ferocious beast from ancient times.

"To be honest, you are really brave and dare to take action at this time. Since you are seeking death, I can't blame me."

As the voice fell, Zhang Yang's body emitted a very strong murderous intent, and strong pressure spread toward the surroundings and swept towards these old witch clans.

For a moment, these people felt that they were in the Nine Nether Hell, and they seemed to be in the sea of ​​corpses and bones. What made people even more desperate was that many people wanted to escape here, but found that they could not even move their steps.

"Since you have made such a decision, you must have been prepared for death. Is it too late to escape now?"

Zhang Yang naturally saw what these people were thinking, and said such words. After the voice fell, he walked slowly towards these people without waiting for the other people to respond.

Every time he took a step, Zhang Yang's aura became stronger and more powerful. The fear on these people's faces became stronger and stronger, as if Zhang Yang was stepping on their hearts.

After seeing the reactions of these people, a hint of mockery appeared on the corner of Zhang Yang's mouth. How could he not know in his heart that if it weren't for the large number of people on the other side, with the strength of these people, Song Tong would not have fallen to this point at all.

However, when it comes to Zhang Yang's strength, no matter how many people there are, it is useless.

"Okay, I have limited time and everything has been changed."

At this moment, Zhang Yang shouted angrily, then started to move, like an arrow from the string, and rushed directly towards these people.

With a flash of figure, Zhang Yang left the place directly and turned into a afterimage. These people could not see Zhang Yang's traces at all, and many people had not even reacted.

At this moment, a few "bang bang" sounds came out. Only these people came to their senses and subconsciously looked in the direction where the sound was spreading. There were already a few more corpses on the floor.

"The native chickens, tiles and dogs are actually thinking about coming to Qingcheng to cause trouble!" At this moment, Zhang Yang's voice came out again, and the sarcasm in his words was not hidden at all.

After the voice fell, Zhang Yang started to move directly again. After seeing this situation, these old witch clan members dared not hesitate, and they didn't even have the intention of resisting.

If the man with a hook nose was alive, this might not have happened, but now all the masters on their side have been eliminated by Song Tong. How could they have the desire to resist when facing Zhang Yang?

So, these people fled around like a desperate situation. It is conceivable how powerful Zhang Yang's deterrence is in Miaojiang now.

After seeing this situation, Song Tong was a little anxious. After seeing Zhang Yang not taking action, a trace of doubt appeared in his eyes. In his eyes, Zhang Yang would definitely not let these people go, so how could he remain indifferent?

Of course, although Song Tong was very confused, he didn't say much about anything else. He knew very well that Zhang Yang made such an arrangement naturally had his own reason.

Sure enough, these old witch clan members retreated one after another after running dozens of meters. There was no blood on their faces, and their eyes were filled with fear, as if they had seen something amazing.

After seeing these people's reactions, a smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Yang's mouth. Obviously, all this was under his control.

Song Tong was even more curious in his heart. After thinking for a while, he suddenly thought of something. His eyes suddenly lit up. Judging from his appearance, he obviously understood what was going on.
Chapter completed!