Suddenly!

The middle-aged man's face changed. As soon as the scream sounded, his body was like a lightning bolt, whirling a gust of wind and pounced towards the pile of dusty rocks, with a huge momentum... A violent shock occurred in the air, like a hurricane. Wherever the middle-aged man passed, the smoke disappeared, and all the dust was completely wiped away.

Under the moonlight, Zhang Yang stood quietly beside the pile of rocks. He had retreated dozens of meters away and maintained a safe distance from the pile of rocks. On the pile of rocks, the young man squatted on the ground, covered his throat with his hands, and made a hoarse sound in his mouth. The blood stained the white robe on his arms and chest red, and his face twisted with pain... Just now, it was a flash of lightning. When the smoke and dust were filled with visibility, Zhang Yang released Yin Mei. Yin Mei easily solved the enemy with just a jump.

At the beginning, Zhang Yang thought about letting go of Yin Mei, but because of the middle-aged man staring at him not far away, and the young man's body movement was quite strange, Yin Mei might not be able to hit it in one blow.

Zhang Yang's original intention was to use the pile of rocks to limit his opponent's body skills. Then he knew that the other party was in a hurry to use countless rocks to attack Zhang Yang and create a battlefield suitable for him. Just when Zhang Yang split the first stone, Zhang Yang thought of using dust to cover the silver charm's attack... The violent momentum pushed Zhang Yang backwards continuously, and the middle-aged mental power controlled almost every inch of the space on the lawn. Zhang Yang did not escape. Under the control of this middle-aged man, escaping was just a useless thing.

When the middle-aged man rushed to the pile of rocks, he suddenly stopped and looked at the young man who was hunched over the pile of rocks with pain.

There was a big blood hole in the young man's neck, so big that he couldn't even cover his hands. Under the moonlight, the young man's face had turned pale and looked desperate.

"Master..." The sound made by the young man was no longer recognizable, and his throat was like a leaky tire, making a strange sound.

"call!"

The middle-aged man's hands shook, and a gentle and huge force brought the young man down from the pile of rocks. His body fell on the middle-aged man's hands. The middle-aged man's hands turned into countless afterimages, clicking on the young man's body. Finally, the young man's surging blood was stopped. However, the blood hole in his throat and the deaf-pulled flesh still seemed extremely terrifying.

"Master...father...I...I...I don't want to die..." The young man covered his throat and uttered a few words with great difficulty. The sweat beads on his forehead kept rolling down, and his eyebrows were entangled because of the severe pain.

"You will not die, you are a promising teacher." A hint of kindness appeared on the middle-aged man's face, which was one of his favorites among his group of disciples.

"Really?" The young man's speech speed suddenly became coherent, with a look of hope on his face.

"Yes, you can sleep for a while!"

"oh……"

...

The middle-aged man gently wiped the young man's head with his hands. The young man slowly closed his eyes and showed a satisfied and comfortable smile on his face. He believed in his master, his master's omnipotence... Suddenly, Zhang Yang was shocked all over, and his thoughts felt that the young man's vitality was cut off and his heart had stopped beating. If Yin Mei caused fatal damage to the young man, then the middle-aged man was the real murderer who killed the young man.

What a strong willpower!

What a cold heart!

Zhang Yang felt an endless pressure. At this time, the middle-aged man had slowly put the young man's body on the ground, with no emotion on his face, his snow-white robe covered with blood, and his eyes were like sharp sword lights.

Zhang Yang did not move. He was accumulating strength. He was waiting for the shocking blow... The air was so suppressed that it was suffocating, as if it would burn. The middle-aged man walked towards Zhang Yang step by step, his momentum was strong step by step. His white robe was automatically rushing in the air without wind.

"Do you know who you killed?" said the middle-aged man lightly.

"I don't know." Zhang Yang realized that this person was actually not very old, probably not much older than him, but he looked very mature, so he looked more like a middle-aged man.

"The blood of the Emperor's clan flows in his blood vessels..." The middle-aged man carried his hands on his back, looking down on the world.

"The Emperor is also a human being, let alone him!" Zhang Yang felt the pressure in the air becoming stronger and stronger. The pressure was as if it was to bind his whole body. He did not fight, but he just kept accumulating strength, allowing "The Immortal Way" to absorb and convert the energy in the air without any stop.

Now, there is no way out.

Only war!

"Hahaha... I'm so saying that the Emperor is also a human being! OK, today, I'll kill you with the samurai sword given by the Emperor, which is not considered as insulting my beloved disciple!" The middle-aged man laughed wildly and let go and took off the long sword wrapped in white cloth on his back.

"The ways of death are different. There will be no difference in whom he dies, or what weapon he is under. I just want to know why you killed me? We don't know each other!" Zhang Yang looked at this middle-aged man coldly. No, he should be a young man who is not much older than himself. However, his martial arts are countless times higher than himself and have entered another realm, which is what the general said, the realm of a strong person.

"Because, I saw my own shadow in you, remember, my name is Dahe!" The middle-aged man paused word by word.

“Good reason.”

Zhang Yang smiled faintly. He had completed the energy absorption and conversion of "The Immortal Way". So far, his current state is at his peak, and his body can no longer bear even a trace of excess energy.

Here comes!

The shock in the air became more and more intense, as if a tide of power surged over, covering the sky and the long sword in Dahe's hand had completely exposed the blade. This sword was slightly different from the samurai sword in Zhang Yang's hand, narrow and sharp.

The long movements of the river, as if it was a thousand years old, ended, and the white silk fell to the ground as if it was alive.

"slow!"

Just at the critical moment, suddenly, a cold voice broke the depressing atmosphere in the lawn. It was Nana. Nana was still wearing that long skirt, like a fairy descending to earth under the moonlight. The long skirt fluttered gently in the breeze, highlighting Nana's wonderful body... "Are you the daughter of that person?"

Suddenly, Dahe's pupils tightened, and a familiar feeling spread on his body. The outline of the girl's face was vaguely visible in his memory, especially the long hair. If it weren't for the female surname, he really suspected that the person in front of him was the one who woke him up countless times in nightmare... "First, the strong will not participate in the war between countries!"

"Second, the strong are not allowed to participate in wars between ordinary people!"

"Third, whoever violates the above two points will become the enemy of all the strong!"

Nana did not answer Dahe's words, her cold eyes stared at Dahe tightly. Her palms holding the blade became wet. This person put too much pressure on her. The blade in her hand seemed to be unable to find the target of attack. This was a feeling she had never felt before.

"You also know the strong agreement... Well, you should know that you are his daughter..." Dahe was stunned at first, as if he understood something immediately.

"I want you to answer a question. If you can answer, I will let him go!" Dahe gently stroked the Binghan blade and said lightly.

"I want to know what the problem is." Nana said coldly.

"I want to know where that person is now. More than ten years have passed and there has been no news about him."

"Nothing can be told." There was no expression on Nana's face.

"Okay, it doesn't matter if you don't say it. I don't believe it. If I kill a mere unknown man, I will be subject to the agreement of the strong!"

Dahe laughed wildly, and immediately, murderous intent was everywhere. Almost at the same time, Zhang Yang and Nana felt the temperature suddenly drop, and the long sword in Dahe seemed to have a hint of cold air.

"You dare!" Nana said sternly.

"Why don't I dare?" Dahe laughed and rushed towards Zhang Yang step by step. The footsteps on the soft grass actually made a heavy sound, as if the earth was shaking.

"I have a question, will you kill her?" Zhang Yang suddenly asked Dahe.

"Don't worry, no one dares to kill me, but he doesn't, unless he is willing to pay the price of the life of the Emperor clan." Nana answered first.

"You..." Daha looked furious, and his face became distorted due to anger.

"Okay, since that's the case, let me see the real strong man of humanity. I really want to know that the strong man of humanity is so powerful."

Knowing that Nana was safe, Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly slashed the samurai sword in his hand in the air, making a deafening sound and laughing, full of unyielding courage.

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(To be continued)
Chapter completed!