C28 Traitorous(2)

"Of course it's Junior Yang Tiange!" Jiang Long spoke righteously.

Zhang Yang clenched his fists so hard that cracking sounds could be heard. He looked up at the sky and said with a smile, "As expected, it's the Yang family's doing again. Hmph, the evil person complained first! Could it be that I, Zhang Yang, am really afraid of you guys? " His voice suddenly turned cold." That's right, I killed Lau Qingyang! "

" Come and avenge him! "

A fierce aura burst out from Zhang Yang's body. His black and white eyes suddenly turned black.

Jiang Long's expression changed slightly, and he thought to himself, This aura doesn't seem like it belongs to humans. This kid just came out of Devil Sealing Cave, could it be that he got some kind of fortuitous encounter from it?"

"You're courting death!" A disciple of the torture chamber couldn't hold it in any longer, and his body pounced forward like a bolt of lightning.

In an instant, a chilly wind howled. Two dazzling electric lights lit up in the disciple's hands. This man was cultivating a lightning type divine ability.

The Discipline Hall's disciples were all top experts, and this attack was indeed extraordinary.

Zhang Yang laughed wildly as he stretched out his hand and grabbed the vital acupuncture point on the disciple's chest. He used his strength to pierce through the tip of his finger and instantly cut off the circulation of the opponent's qi. The two balls of lightning flickered twice and were instantly extinguished.

"I smell the smell of fresh blood..." Zhang Yang's voice became greedy and cruel. He grabbed the disciple. He put it to his nose and sniffed. His face was filled with an intoxicated expression. It was as if a thousand-year-old tao had suddenly found a sumptuous feast.

That Disciplinary Hall disciple was so frightened that he wet himself and shouted for help.

Zhang Yang was also shocked in his heart. The last sentence was not what he said at all, even the voice was not his.

It was clearly Lishou's voice!

"What's going on?" Zhang Yang tried his best to calm his emotions, "Didn't I absorb the divine sense of those two demonic devils?"

"Evil monster, die!" The expressions of all the disciples of the torture chamber changed. With Jiang Long as the leader, they rushed forward at the same time.

Zhang Yang felt an itch in his throat. If it wasn't for the fact that he was holding on with all his might, he would have bitten the throat of the man in his hand. At this moment, the group of enemies rushed forward. The desire to eat and drink human blood had finally subsided.

"All of you, go to hell!" It was still Lishou's voice.

A dark devil energy spread in all directions with Zhang Yang as the axis. All the skills of the disciples of the torture chamber fell into this devil energy. It was as if they had fallen into a swamp and became extremely slow.

Bang, bang, bang!

Zhang Yang's fist instantly flattened the heads of the three disciples of the torture chamber. The faces of the enemies changed.

"Pentagram, move! Dragon, travel in all directions!" Jiang Long shouted loudly. All the disciples of the torture chamber turned their bodies, as if they were arranging a formation.

But, it was too slow!

The pitch black devil energy bound everyone's hands and feet, imprisoning their bodies, causing their movements to become extremely slow. Zhang Yang, on the other hand, was like a fish in water, moving freely in the devil energy.

A figure fell down, another figure fell down... In just a few minutes, nineteen out of twenty disciples of the torture chamber fell down, leaving only Jiang Long struggling.

His face was filled with blood, and his expression was ferocious. He was like a beast that had fallen into a trap. Even though he knew it was futile, he was still struggling.

"Kill... kill..." A ferocious voice echoed in Zhang Yang's mind, and he tried his best to stimulate the desire to kill in his chest.

It took Zhang Yang a great deal of effort and effort to barely control the killing intent.

However, at this moment, there were nineteen corpses lying on the ground. The blood that was still warm soaked the soft beach, dyeing the river red. The smell of blood was so piercing that it made people dizzy.

"I can't kill anymore!" Zhang Yang was shocked. The demonic energy in his eyes slowly faded away. He looked at Jiang Long with sympathy.

"You can leave now." Zhang Yang said coldly, "I won't kill you."

Jiang Long was stunned for a moment, then he suddenly understood Zhang Yang's words. As if he had been granted amnesty, he ran away with his head held high.

In the main hall of the Yang family.

The patriarch, Yang Lao, flew into a rage. "What? Feng'er was crippled by an outer sect bastard?"

"According to the spirit pattern that Eldest Young Master sent over, it should be like this." One. An old man with a white beard knelt in front of the hall, his entire body trembling.

"Preposterous!" Yang Lao roared, "Where's Tiange? What is he doing? Doesn't he know how to protect his younger brother?"

"Reporting to the family head." The old man with a white beard said with a trembling voice," The eldest young master has already tried his best. He... He was also injured by that person in order to seek justice for the second young master... "

Elder Yang could not believe his ears. "Tiange's strength is not low among the new disciples in the inner sect. How could he be defeated by a little bastard from the outer sect?"

The old man said, "It is said that the bastard who injured the two young masters is very strange. His cultivation is publicly acknowledged as number one in the outer sect..."

"I don't want to hear this useless stuff!" Yang Lao's anger did not fade, "So what if he's number one in the outer sect? Even if he's the inner sect's number one, he can't ride on our Yang family's head and sh * t or sh * t!"

The Yang family's patriarch paced back and forth, and suddenly said, "Immediately pass on my order. Send out Ba Jun and shred that bastard into pieces within three days, grind his bones and scatter his ashes!"