Urban Invincibility 9 Years

For Zhang Yunyao, who is currently full of self-confidence, it is not a problem at all to solve the two warriors who are in the realm of great masters.

Therefore, under the strongest blow of Taoist Baishang and Nangong Wuwang, he didn't show any intention of retreating, and even at this moment, he didn't even take a half step back.

And in Zhang Yunyao's plan, if he wanted to get rid of the two old foxes in front of him at once, there was only one way, and that was to use a move called Shuanglong Going to Sea.

Feiyun punched one left and one right at the same time, combined with the Moyu glove in his hand, and blasted the two oncoming guys with one blow.

It's a pity that although his idea of ​​a quick battle is good, some unexpected variables suddenly appeared in the battle situation.

And this variable came from Nangong Wuwang, a black-robed old man with a windy figure on the left side of Zhang Yunyao.

Compared with the sincerity of the Baishui Taoist, Nangong Wuwang at this time is much more cunning and sophisticated.

Although he rushed towards Zhang Yunyao with the cultivation base and strength of the great master realm, the figure hidden under the black robe suddenly broke away from his robe.

At this moment, only Nangong Wuwang's black cloak and the pair of cold golden rings in his hands flew towards Zhang Yunyao under the night.

As for Nangong Wuwang himself, he left the field in the middle of the charge.

His footsteps stopped abruptly, and after a quick pause, he immediately fled in the opposite direction.

As for Taoist Baishang, he didn't have Nangong Wuwang's reaction. He slashed at Zhang Yunyao firmly with the scimitar in his hand.

But when he found that Nangong Wuwang had turned around and left the battle circle, it was too late.

Under the rage, Taoist Baishang was frightened and terrified, and shouted loudly: "Old man in black robe, you don't keep your promise, you actually run away, you"

It's a pity that Taoist Baishang hadn't finished his words when a fist the size of a casserole pounded heavily on his chest.

A loud bang.

The Daoist who suffered a lot of damage, the strong man in the realm of the great master was just blown away by Zhang Yunyao's Feiyun fist, spit out a mouthful of old blood all over the ground, and passed out to death.

On the other side, Zhang Yunyao's left hand also bombarded at the same time.

It's just that his punch with his left hand was empty, and what the terrible punch shattered was only the black robe and the pair of golden rings in his hand that were left behind by Nangong Wuwang Jinchan after shedding its shell.

After being slightly stunned for a moment, Zhang Yunyao turned his head to look.

At this moment, he saw an old figure running wildly under the moonlight.

In just this instant, the other party has already run away a thousand meters away.

"Hmph, you still want to run at this time? It's just fantastic."

With a snort of displeasure, Zhang Yunyao immediately used Han Ruoxue's housekeeping skills to walk all over the sky.

For a while, in the barren field, there were many figures.

It has to be said that the speed of Zhang Yunyao's hand is not comparable to that of Nangong Wuwang who fled in a hurry.

But within two or three breaths, the distance between the two has been shortened.

Faced with the terrifying aura that was chasing behind him, Nangong Wuwang didn't even have the courage to look back, so he just ran desperately like this.

And as he ran away, the old guy was still complaining hysterically: This damn bastard, I didn't expect him to be so useless, he couldn't even catch the opponent's move, he was just a waste snack.

Apparently according to Nangong Wuwang's calculations, he first deceived Taoist Baishang to make a move, and then took the opportunity to escape.

As long as the Baishang Taoist can restrain the opponent for about five or six moves, he can definitely escape with his own stature.

It's a pity that man's calculation is not as good as heaven's calculation. Nangong Wuwang never thought that Baishang Taoist, a martial artist in the realm of a great master, would not even take a move from a young man.

Now Zhang Yunyao is a non-stop chaser behind him, seeing that he is about to catch up with him, the suffocating fear in Nangong's hopeless heart is aggravated.

After ten breaths, Zhang Yunyao passed the grizzled old man with a wrinkled face with his frightening strides, and jumped to block his way.

Looking at the young face that appeared in front of him again, Nangong Wuwang was completely desperate.

Stopping his footsteps like a bereaved dog, Nangong Wuwang slowly retreated, his old eyes were full of vigilance.

"Run, old guy, why don't you keep running? Didn't you just dance very happily?"

With a sneer, Zhang Yunyao approached step by step.

But Nangong Wuwang moved his footsteps, putting some distance away from Zhang Yunyao.

Panting heavily, Nangong Wuwang no longer had the aura of looking down on the world as before, at this moment his heart was flustered besides panic.

Subconsciously swallowing a mouthful of saliva, the leader of the Yinshan faction knew that he couldn't beat the opponent, so he could only use some offensive words in order to save his life.

"Nian, young man, do you have to kill this old man tonight?"

Regarding Nangong Wuwang's unnecessary inquiry, Zhang Yunyao tilted his head and said with a smirk: "In the first month of xx, the Xue family murder in Huzhou. In August of xx, Jinyang Shenquanmen destroyed the family. In May of xx, Qingyang Liu's parents and daughter were robbed and humiliated to death."

"Nangong is hopeless. As far as the files recorded in my Neiwei Mansion are concerned, there are no less than a hundred life lawsuits in your hands."

"Are you giving me a reason to let you go?"

Listening to Zhang Yunyao reciting all the crimes he committed in the past, Nangong Wuwang's forehead was also bursting with cold sweat.

Up to now, the head of the Yinshan faction who is full of evil is also clear in his heart that it is completely impossible for the law enforcement officer in front of him to let him go.

And just when Nangong's hopeless eyeballs were rolling around, trying to find a way to survive, Zhang Yunyao's figure had already approached him, especially those fists shining with black and golden light. The cover is even more vigorous, making people feel a sense of despair on the verge of death.

Just staring at this young man with murderous intent in such panic, Nangong Wuwang gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and shook his hands desperately: "Nian, young man, wait a moment. Let's, how about we discuss it?"

"Discussion? Hehe, I'm an official and you are a thief. What is there to discuss between me and you?"

Regarding Nangong Wuwang's nonsensical proposal, Zhang Yunyao couldn't help showing a sneer of contempt.

However, regarding Zhang Yunyao's resolute attitude, Nangong Wuwang hurriedly said: "Young man, don't talk too much. This old man knows a big secret here. If you can hold your hand high tonight, let me go." Immediately, the old man will tell you this big secret that has shaken the entire Eastern court, how good do you think?"