The sharp blade flashed, pointing directly to the middle-aged black fir neck.

The middle-aged black fir condensed his energy with both hands and slapped it out with one palm, but it could not have any effect on Zhang Xuan. Zhang Xuan's body was shining, completely offsetting the middle-aged black fir energy.

The middle-aged man of Heishan knew that he could not hurt the person in front of him by relying on his energy, and could only rely on his fist and foot skills.

But in terms of boxing and foot skills, how could this middle-aged Hells be Zhang Xuan’s opponent? Not to mention that Zhang Xuan is familiar with hundreds of martial arts, but his rich combat experience is not comparable to that of middle-aged Hells.

In the narrow space of the corridor, Heishan Middle-aged avoided Zhang Xuan's attacks, but what he could do was only to avoid and could not achieve any effective counterattack.

Zhang Xuan completely crushed Heishan middle-aged in the power of close attack.

The middle-aged man of Heishan seized the opportunity and rushed into the corridor beside him and escaped from the narrow corridor. At this moment, his clothes had been cut several holes, and he felt a faint pain on his body. He knew that he had suffered a lot of knife wounds without looking.

The building that the middle-aged man in Hellflies is a commercial building. Below five floors, there are almost all shops, food, entertainment and other businesses, and up there are some private apartments.

Now he is on the fourth floor, with merchants everywhere here. After Zhang Xuan chased him out, he could no longer hold the sharp blade in his hand. He danced with a sword. The sharp blade in his hand was folded by Zhang Xuan and hidden in his cuffs.

After the Heishan man rushed out, he did not think any more and started running wildly after finding a direction. He was really scared. Just now, he obviously felt the murderous intent on Zhang Xuan.

As a top transformation master, the Hell Fir man has made great efforts to live today. He has been invisible for decades. The clan is about to be born, and his glory and wealth are right in front of him. He is absolutely unwilling to let him down and hate him today.

Zhang Xuan chased after the Heishan man tightly. This kind of pursuit battle has been experienced too many times in the past ten years.

Seeing Zhang Xuan getting closer and closer to him, the middle-aged man in Heishan pushed the person in front of him vigorously and cursed: "Get out, get out quickly!"

Inside a fighting training center on the fourth floor.

A coach was looking at the top ten beautiful female students in front of him with joy, showing off his muscles in front of these female students.

"If you want to learn fighting, you have to work harder than others."

The fighting coach kicked the sandbag in front of him with a force. The powerful sense of power filled the hearts of the ten female students. The ten female students were so happy that they were shouting so handsome.

The fighting coach was happy when he heard this, "It's a bit difficult for you to do this. You must know that this sandbag is specially made by me. If you don't have extremely strong basic skills, you can't kick this sandbag!"

The fighting coach kicked the sandbag and shook it, and the ten female students' eyes were eclipsed.

The fighting coach coughed dryly and was about to speak again when he saw the gate of the fighting hall being pushed open, and a middle-aged man in torn clothes rushed in from outside.

"What are you doing!" The fighting coach shouted and walked towards the middle-aged man in Heishan.

"Get out!" Helian middle-aged man pushed away the fighting coach.

The strong fighting coach was pushed to the ground by Heshan middle-aged man so easily, which made the fighting coach look very ugly. In front of so many female students, he was so embarrassed.

Just as the fighting coach was about to get up to find trouble for Heishan middle-aged, the gate of the guild was once again pushed open, and Zhang Xuan rushed in from outside.

"The ghosts will not fade away!" The middle-aged Heishan roared, picked up the sandbag that the fighting coach could only kick with all his strength, and then smashed it at Zhang Xuan from the air.

The fighting coach was watching this scene widened his eyes. The sandbag was hundreds of pounds, and it was easily thrown out by someone?

Facing the flying sandbag, Zhang Xuan quickly kicked it out and directly kicked the sandbag. He did not stop for a moment and chased the middle-aged man in Heishan.

The middle-aged man of Heishan broke open a window and jumped out.

Zhang Xuan also rushed forward.

When the two of them disappeared in the fighting hall, the people in the fighting hall had not yet reacted. The fighting coach looked at the sandbag that was kicked by Zhang Xuan in a daze. What kind of power is this?

After seeing the scene of Zhang Xuan kicking the sandbag and looking at the strong-bodied fighting coach, the ten beautiful female students no longer had the admiration they had just now. The young man just now was really handsome.

After the middle-aged man of Helianth rushed out of the window, he landed on the roof of a commercial room and began to run wildly. Each commercial room had a three or four meters gap. Faced with this interval that was enough for ordinary people to stop, Helianth man jumped over without hesitation.

Zhang Xuan followed closely behind Heishan middle-aged man and started chasing the roof.

"The surname is Zhang, do you really want to do something wrong?" Heishan middle-aged yelled.

"On the day you massacred the Zhu family, have you ever thought about what it means to do the best!" Zhang Xuan held the sharp blade hidden in his sleeve again in his hand, and he approached the middle-aged man of Heishan at an extremely fast speed.

The middle-aged man of Heishan shouted: "You have inherited the Tianlian, why do you care about the life and death of those ants? You have a broader world. The clan is your friend. Those ancient martial arts families are just a group of damn people!"

"Ha!" Zhang Xuan sneered, "A group of people who dare not be born have always claimed to be superior to others!"

"It's not that I dare not be born, but it's not the time!"

"Then I still dare not!" Zhang Xuan jumped up, caught up with Heishan middle-aged man, and slashed at the other party's back heart with a knife.

The middle-aged man of Heishan had no time to dodge, and Zhang Xuan cut his back with the knife. The pain of his skin torn made him scream in pain, and his body that was running away also staggered.

Zhang Xuan did not give Heishan a chance to react, so he stabbed him again, pointing directly at the back of the Heishan man. Even if he was a master of transformation, his heart would be pierced, and he would have to be hated!

Faced with Zhang Xuan's sword, Heishan didn't dare to turn back, and rushed forward and fell under the roof.

"The surname of Zhang, I have to say that among the peers, you are very good, but you are still a little too tender!" The middle-aged man of Heishan let out a burst of laughter.

Zhang Xuan looked at it carefully and was just below the fall of the middle-aged man in Heishan, a garbage truck was coming from not far away. At the speed of the middle-aged man in Heishan, he could completely land on the garbage truck and leave. This was what he had prepared for a long time.

Zhang Xuan was anxious. If he really wanted to let the middle-aged man run away, it would be too difficult to catch him. The fact that he had Tianlian would be exposed.

Just when Zhang Xuan was anxious, he saw the smile on the middle-aged man in Heishan suddenly paused, and then his whole body was broken from the air, as if he had been cut into two sections by some sharp blade.
Chapter completed!