The strongest comprehension dude

Chapter 124 Who are you?
As time passed by, the two figures in the hall also slowly slowed down.

"I think you are also a cannon fodder! It's really boring to play with you, forget it, let's end it soon!" Zishu and He San have known each other for more than thirty years, and he found that He San's back and forth is just such a few tricks , could not help becoming impatient.

He San was expressionless, but the attack was even more fierce.

"Don't talk? If you don't talk, I'll take it as your acquiescence!" Zishu sneered, and the offensive in his hand suddenly became stronger.

The short knife in his hand danced like a long dragon, and his offensive was like the water of the Yangtze River, rushing towards He San continuously.

"You are not in the middle stage of Anjin, but you are in the late stage of Anjin?" He San, whose face has remained unchanged for thousands of years, finally showed a look of shock.

Zishu ignored him, and the attack suddenly accelerated.

Suddenly, with a "puchi", the short knife broke through He San's defense and directly pierced into his chest.Immediately afterwards, Zishu flew up and kicked He San heavily in the abdomen, and immediately kicked He San flying out, and fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Zishu would not let him go, walked over, cut He San's neck with a knife, and said, "You are not a cannon fodder yourself, and you have the nerve to criticize others! How ridiculous!"

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In the current battle situation, apart from Xuewu who was waiting for an opportunity, only YangMeng and Tian Yunzi who was seriously injured and fell to the ground remained.

"Pfft!" Spit out a mouthful of rapidly rising dark red blood, Tian Yunzi stared at YangMeng like a hungry wolf, and said, "You are very powerful! I admit that I was wrong!"

"Why, want to beg for mercy?" YangMeng smiled lightly, and said, "Don't you think it's too late to beg for mercy?"

"Ahem..." Tian Yunzi coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, looked at Yang Meng fiercely, and said, "Since Pindao is your defeat, why are you talking so much? Pindao only hates that he has lost 20 years of training, Otherwise, you will be tortured to death!"

YangMeng frowned slightly, snorted coldly, and said, "Even if you practice for another 20 years, you won't be my opponent! But since you want to die, then I will grant you!"

When the words fell to the ground, YangMeng walked forward slowly, he walked very slowly, step by step, every step he took seemed to be a heavy blow to Tian Yunzi's chest.

Gradually, Tian Yunzi's pupils began to dilate, and his face became more and more pale.

"It can only be blamed on you for choosing the Wang family and choosing to be my enemy!" Walking in front of Tian Yunzi, YangMeng looked down at Tian Yunzi, who obviously had more air and less air, and said coldly .

At the same time, he stretched out his right hand quickly, grabbed Tian Yunzi's neck, twisted it hard, only heard a "click", Tian Yunzi's head drooped to the side, and he died.

"call out!"

The moment YangMeng stood up, suddenly a bright light flew from a far corner.

It was a flying knife, a flying knife the size of a palm!

"Damn it, it's Blood Dance!" Zi Shu, who was squatting on the long table admiring YangMeng's demeanor, couldn't help but turn pale with shock, and rushed towards Xue Wu standing on the southwestern edge of the hall.

Chen Long and the others were not to be outdone, and attacked after a few vertical leaps.

It turned out that when 12 Yuanchen was fighting with other members of the 'Scorpion' killer organization in the hall, Blood Dance had been waiting for an opportunity.

But when Yang Meng killed Tian Yunzi, Xue Wu felt that there was an opportunity to take advantage of it, so he raised his hand after planning for a long time, and threw out a poisoned flying knife, which turned into an invisible light, and shot at Yang Meng side neck.

Xue Wu's throwing knife had once beheaded a strong man in the middle stage of transformation, so she was confident that she could kill YangMeng.

Sure enough, just as she had imagined, the flying knife was so fast that it was too late for people to dodge.

Just when Chen Long and the others rushed to Xue Wu's side, and each of them threw Xue Wu into the air with a powerful bombardment, the throwing knife had already reached one centimeter in front of Yang Meng's neck.

Seriously injured by Chen Long and others, Xue Wu was thrown into the air, a bright smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, she seemed to have seen the scene where the flying knife pierced YangMeng's throat and blood spattered.

However, this centimeter is so close!The next scene made Xue Wu's face dull, with a deep sense of unwillingness in his eyes.

"Buzz!"

I saw a light blue cover suddenly appeared in front of YangMeng, the cover was like an egg shell, firmly protecting him.

The palm-sized throwing knife was instantly blocked by the cover, and with a "swoosh", it plunged deeply into the wall.

"I'm not reconciled!" Xue Wu screamed like a cuckoo crying blood, and then fell heavily to the ground, dying immediately.

That's right, being bombarded by Chen Long and other five Huajin masters with all their strength, coupled with the mental stimulation, even a strong player in the early stage of Huajin would have to hate, let alone a warrior in the late stage of Dark Energy.

At this moment, there was a sudden chaos outside the small building. Dozens of security personnel wearing black suits, holding batons, and some even holding guns rushed in and quickly surrounded the hall. All the mouths were aimed at YangMeng, Chen Long and others standing in the hall.

Those so-called high-society bigwigs and ladies who had panickedly hid outside the small building, or in the corners and under the table, got out of their hiding places and looked at the center of the hall from a distance.

"You put your heads in your hands and squat where you are! Otherwise, we will shoot!" A black and strong young man walked over bit by bit holding a gun, and then stood at a distance from Chenlong. Waiting for someone a few meters away, he shouted nervously.

"Damn it, why are the bodyguards of the villa, just like the fucking policemen, they have already finished their work, and they are here!" YangMeng cursed in a low voice, turned his head to look at the young man, and said, "You better put Put the gun down, I hate people pointing guns at me the most in my life!"

The young man was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect this young man to be so arrogant, and he lost his mind for a while.

Seeing the group of bodyguards pointing guns at Yang Meng and the others, Shen Mengyao burst into anger. Regardless of Chen Guo and Chen Ran's obstruction, she came to Yang Meng, pointed at the group of bodyguards and said, "You all just eat? No! Hurry up and deal with the corpses of the killers on the ground, what are you doing with the guns at the guests? Put down all the guns!"

"Uh...Miss!" The dark and strong head of the bodyguard obviously knew Shen Mengyao, seeing her standing in front of Yang Meng, he couldn't help but look suspiciously at Shen Minglang and the others in the distance.

Shen Minglang walked over with a pale face, and said, "Chen Fang, put down the guns and clean up the banquet hall!"

"Master, this..." The head of the bodyguard named Chen Fang looked at Shen Minglang in astonishment, with some hesitation.

"Damn it, you can do whatever you are asked to do, why are you talking so much nonsense!" Shen Yaozong, who was not good at handling things, was furious, and the second uncle was obviously still blaming himself for what happened before, damn it, blame this bunch of trash.

Chen Fang's face darkened, he could only nod silently, and directed his subordinates to tidy up the banquet hall.

Seeing Yang Meng and the others standing proudly in the hall, Shen Minglang took a deep breath, walked slowly to Yang Meng, and said, "You, who are you?"

A bright smile appeared on YangMeng's face, and he said, "Didn't I tell you? My name is YangMeng, Yang Jian's Yang, fierce and fierce!"

(End of this chapter)