Urban Immortal Emperor God Doctor

Chapter 129
"Back to you."

Ye Tianyang grabbed the table and threw it directly to the front.

The table goes back faster and with more force.

Leng Xue frowned slightly, feeling a powerful force from above the table.

He let go of Wang Shiyun, and punched the table with his right fist.

boom!
The cold-blooded fist hit the table, smashing it into pieces in an instant.

beep, beep, beep...

The cold-blooded body stepped back, a dozen steps in a row.

"What a powerful force."

A look of surprise appeared in the cold-blooded eyes.

Leng Xue has cultivated himself to the peak of viscera training, and he can punch two thousand catties with one punch, but he is still no match for Ye Tianyang.

"It's kind of interesting. No wonder you were able to interrupt the meridians of my junior brother. Your strength is really extraordinary, but you are doomed to perish if you meet my cold blood."

Cold-blooded and murderous.

In front of everyone, he was beaten back by Ye Tianyang, making his face dull.

The heads of the top ten wealthy families lying on the ground saw this scene, and there was a gleam in their eyes.

They feel that there is hope of survival.

If Ye Tianyang was killed in cold blood, what awaited them would be death.

From cold-blooded eyes, they saw murderous intent.

However, Ye Tianyang is different.

Once Ye Tianyang kills Leng Xue, he will let them live.

Whoosh!
Cold Blood pulled out a machete from his body.

This scimitar is three fingers wide and 1.5 meters long. It has a sharp blade and emits a dark light, which makes people tremble with fear at first glance.

This knife is called Xuan Tie Dao, and it has a very fierce reputation in the six cities in the south. Many people died under it, all of whom were strong.

"Ye Tianyang, I haven't used a knife for a year, it's your honor that you can die under my black iron knife."

A killing intent appeared in the cold-blooded eyes.

"Your knife is made of 300-year-old black crystal iron, 200-year-old iron ore, and 500-year-old quenching fluid. It is a pity that this knife is flawed."

Ye Tianyang shook his head and said calmly.

"How do you know the refining method of my black iron knife?"

The cold-blooded face changed.

In order to refine the black iron knife, Leng Xue spent a lot of time and energy.

He painstakingly collected materials, and then invited a master craftsman to build it, which took three months to complete.

However, Ye Tianyang explained the material of his black iron knife clearly, as if he saw it with his own eyes.

Ye Wuying said beside him: Brother, don't talk nonsense, this Ye Tianyang is evil, kill him quickly to avoid future troubles.

Leng Xue nodded and said: I already feel that this guy is not simple, and he must not stay, otherwise it will be a disaster.

call out!
Cold-bloodedly swung the black iron knife, drawing an arc.

The black iron knife cut a crack in the air, it was so sharp that it cut off hair and cut it at Ye Tianyang.

Everyone around let out an exclamation.

Some timid people stretched out their palms to cover their eyes, not daring to look, for fear of seeing Ye Tianyang's head cut off.

Ye Tianyang's left foot tiptoed a little on the ground, turned 130 five degrees, and flicked to the left, avoiding the black iron knife attack.

The black iron knife slashed on the table, cutting the table in half instantly, and a clear knife mark appeared on the ground.

"You actually escaped my black iron knife?"

Leng Xue's expression changed, and he was once again surprised by Ye Tianyang's strength.

Leng Xue has fought many strong men in the six southern cities, but none of them are as weird as Ye Tianyang.

Ye Tianyang in front of him gave him a feeling of facing death.

Even facing his own master Tianxie old man, Leng Xue didn't feel this way.

"No, I must kill Ye Tianyang today, otherwise he will become my demon."

Swear in cold blood.

Leng Xue swung the black iron knife in his hand again, and slashed at Ye Tianyang.

Ye Tianyang tapped the toe of his right foot lightly, and turned 130 five degrees to the right, avoiding the black iron knife's attack again.

Cold blood kept waving the dark iron knife, cutting the air into cracks.

The surrounding tables were smashed to pieces by him and fell to the ground, with many knife marks on the ground.

But every time, Ye Tianyang can easily dodge the past, and let his black iron knife fail.

"Is this the strength of the number one master of your evil younger generation? It's too weak, and it can't even touch my clothes."

Ye Tianyang shook his head, a look of disdain appeared in his eyes.

The reason why he didn't make a move just now was because he wanted to see the cold-blooded skills.

Now it seems that cold-blooded is nothing more than that.

A flash of anger flashed in the cold-blooded eyes, but there was nothing he could do.

Ye Tianyang's movement speed was too fast, and the tip of his knife couldn't touch it at all.

Suddenly, Leng Xue saw Bai Hao next to him, and a murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

He decided to attack Bai Hao with a knife, forcing Ye Tianyang to catch the knife with his hands.

drink!
With a cold shout, he swung the black iron knife, split the air, and slashed at Bai Hao's head.

This knife was extremely fast, exceeding the speed of sound, and only a shadow of the knife could be seen.

Bai Hao's expression changed drastically.

He didn't expect Leng Xue to be so despicable, he was obviously fighting Ye Tianyang, but suddenly attacked him.

"Give you some face, you really take yourself seriously."

There was a coldness in Ye Tianyang's eyes.

Whoosh!
Ye Tianyang's right hand suddenly stretched out, grabbed the front, and directly grabbed the black iron knife blade.

Ye Tianyang's skin, muscles, bones, blood, and viscera are as hard as iron, as hard as a steel plate.

His hand was on top of the blade, like two titanium alloy steel plates colliding with each other, making a loud clang and sparks came out.

"If you dare to grab the blade of my black iron knife with your palm, you will surely die."

There was a burst of wild laughter in the cold-blooded eyes.

But the next moment, the cold-blooded laughter stopped abruptly.

He found that Ye Tianyang was holding the black iron knife, nothing happened.

"How is this possible? My black iron knife can cut through titanium alloy steel plates. Why can't it cut off your palm?"

Cold-blooded with an unbelievable look.

Ye Tianyang said calmly: My skin, muscles, tendons and bones are harder than steel plates, how do you cut them off?

Cold-blooded and unbelieving in evil, he continued to run his whole body's strength and applied it to the black iron knife.

However, Ye Tianyang's palm is still fine.

Ye Tianyang grabbed the front with his right hand, and directly grabbed the black iron knife into his hand.

Everyone around was shocked.

That is a black iron knife, made of black iron, blowing hair and breaking hair, Ye Tianyang used the palm of his hand to pity it, it is not human at all.

Ye Tianyang pointed the black iron knife with his left and right hands, and began to twist it.

clack clack...

Under the shocked eyes of everyone around, the black iron knife was directly twisted into a twist by Ye Tianyang.

Everyone's mouths were wide open, as if they could stuff a patty, and they saw ghosts in their eyes.

The cold-blooded face turned pale, and the whole person was in a state of bewilderment.

The black iron knife is his weapon, so he naturally knows how hard it is.

Leng Xue also tried to break the black iron knife, but found that he couldn't.

Ye Tianyang twisted the black iron knife into twists, which was several times more difficult than breaking it off.

"This is a master."

The cold-blooded face paled in horror.

(End of this chapter)