Chapter seven hundred and thirty fifth strength disparity
The situation is already very obvious now. If this person was really sent by Yang Wei, he would never have the key here, and there would be no need to be wrapped so tightly.
Just as Zhang Yang was thinking about this, the man took action again, grabbed the dagger that was originally inserted into the bed, and stabbed Zhang Yang directly.
The latter naturally saw what he wanted to do, and kicked the other party's hand with one kick. At this moment, the man in black had only a few centimeters away from the dagger.
However, a strong wind hit his arm. Although Zhang Yang's attack had not yet fallen on him, he could feel the terrifying power contained in it.
Lao Huang knew very well that if he didn't stop, his entire arm would probably be kicked by the other party. At that time, the situation would probably be even worse.
Although these thoughts seem very complicated, they were a matter of a moment. In desperation, Old Huang had to withdraw his arm and give up the idea of taking the dagger back.
It is precisely because of this that Zhang Yang's attack was also lost, but after all, Zhang Yang did not suffer any loss.
"Hehe, the reaction is quite fast."
After seeing this situation, Zhang Yang paused and did not pursue the victory.
"I didn't expect your strength to be so strong." Old Huang was also a little regretful at this time. Although he knew that Zhang Yang's strength was terrifying, he did not expect it to be so terrifying.
When I came in, I was already very quiet, but I didn't expect that the other party would find out.
"Your strength is not bad, so do you do this. If you can take my three moves, how can I let you go?" Zhang Yang stared at Lao Huang and then said something like this.
"Hehe, you're too confident."
After saying that, Lao Huang took action again. At this time, he had given up on the idea of holding a dagger and attacked Zhang Yang directly.
Zhang Yang naturally had no fear at all. Not to mention being afraid, his face never changed from beginning to end.
At this time, Zhang Yang looked at the other party's attack, but he was not in a hurry to take action. However, after seeing this situation, Lao Huang felt secretly happy.
"You dare to be so arrogant when you are in the game of life and death. Since you are seeking death, you can't blame others." Lao Huang thought secretly in his heart, and the power in his hand increased a little more, and he directly smashed it into Zhang Yang's chest.
Lao Huang knew very well in his heart that if the other party was hit by him, he would definitely lose his combat effectiveness. He had been in Shaolin Temple before, and as long as he found the right position, it would not be difficult to kill a cow with his bare hands.
Seeing Zhang Yang, there was still no movement. Old Huang seemed to see the former lying on the ground and twitching his limbs.
But at this moment, Lao Huang's fist was only one centimeter away from Zhang Yang's chest, but he could no longer move forward.
"I didn't see that you have learned all the Shaolin methods. It's true that there are two tricks." At this time, Zhang Yang grabbed Lao Huang's fist and then said such words. From beginning to end, there was a little smile on his face.
"You..." After seeing this situation, Lao Huang was a little desolate for a moment. He didn't know what to say, but just wanted to pull his arm back.
Even, Lao Huang had an urge to escape in his heart. He knew very well that Zhang Yang's strength was much higher than him and could easily resolve his attacks. He was not at the same level at all. If he continued to fight, it was a question whether he could leave.
But what surprised Lao Huang even more was that no matter how hard he used, his angrily hand was like a vise, firmly clamping him.
"I want to leave? Well, I'll help you." After saying that, Zhang Yang let go of his hand, and then imitated Lao Huang and punched the latter. Of course, Zhang Yang didn't use all his strength to do this, otherwise, even if it wasn't a hit on the heart.
With the power of the singular, it is enough to shake the other party's internal organs. If this happens, the other party will undoubtedly die.
Although this person was sent by Murong Wei, if Zhang Yang killed him, the two sides would have broken their faces. Then things would come
It was uncontrollable.
Now the situation in Jiangbei has not stabilized, and Zhang Yang does not want to turn against Murong Wei, otherwise the situation of Haotian Group would be even more dangerous.
But even so, Lao Huang was blown away by Zhang Yang's punch and landed heavily on the floor, making a dull sound.
"I have already said that you can leave after my three moves. Now it's just the first move." Zhang Yang did not have any pity for Lao Huang, who was close to killing him. He would give him face if he didn't get rid of Lao Huang.
Lao Huang just felt a surge of severe pain coming from his body. As for what Zhang Yang was talking about, he had no idea.
But Lao Huang didn't have any extra time to check his injuries, because Zhang Yang had already made moves and he had to leave as soon as possible, otherwise he wouldn't be able to leave, and even his identity might be exposed.
But just when Lao Huang was about to start moving, Zhang Yang's attack had already arrived. In the horror of the former, Zhang Yang swept his whip leg directly to his back.
With a "puff...", Lao Huang vomited a large mouthful of blood after being attacked by Zhang Yang.
At this time, Lao Huang felt that his consciousness was already a little blurred. He originally wanted to set up the gear, but Zhang Yang's speed was too fast. He had not reacted yet and fell directly on him.
"Oh, sorry, the action is a bit heavy. If that's the case, just take my two moves. You can go quickly and don't interfere with my sleep."
Of course, Zhang Yang would not be so easy to talk to. He was completely worried about beating the person to death, so he made an excuse like this.
However, this was heard in Lao Huang's ears, and he was like being pardoned. He had long wanted to leave, otherwise he would have lost his life here.
So, Old Huangqiang cheered up and staggered towards the door. Zhang Yang looked at all this coldly, but didn't say much.
Chapter completed!