Chapter 1115

This guy with a slightly shy face seems to be a little shy to see people. He turned out to be Wang Yong!

Xu Zitai and Haitang, who were already in despair, immediately regained hope in their eyes.

Xu Zian, on the other hand, had an ugly face and sharp eyes. He wanted to cut the man who almost drove him into the abyss.

"I said, I am so famous, how can no one know me." Wang Yong said contentedly.

Then he walked towards the tomb forest.

At the same time, holding a handful of incense and a yellow paper in his hand, he said: "Mr. Xu, you are a man with a head and a face in heaven and earth. Now that I have passed away, as a younger generation, I should have come to see you. It's just that I'm too busy in class and I'm a little late. Please forgive me... "

The audience looked at Wang Yong strangely, as if watching a shabby.

Finally, Xu Zitai could not help but remind Wang Yong: "Mr. Wang, my grandfather has not been buried. May I have your yellow paper and incense candle later? "

In fact, the subtext of Xu Zitai's sentence is: I'm going to be killed. Can you save me first and then think about Shangxiang?

"Not buried yet?" Wang Yong looks surprised“ Oh, you unworthy children! I'm so angry for the old man! Does this guy stop you from being buried? "

Wang Yong said, pointing to Baishan.

Xu Zitai nodded.

"It seems that I have to be brave once. As a people's teacher who teaches and educates people, he should assist the public security organs to arrest the criminals who have absconded for decades. Otherwise, how can I raise my head in front of the students in the future? " Wang Yong said to himself.

Listening to Wang Yong's affectation, Bai Shan hummed coldly: "come if you want to die! There's no need to play these fake tricks! Do you really think you are invincible? Today, I'll let you know what it means to have people outside the world and heaven outside the world! "

Baishan's voice was still ringing in the air, like a whip.

Baishan's huge body came suddenly, carrying the force of a thousand jin.

The ground was trampled by Baishan's feet, and the dust was flying.

As one of the most outstanding disciples in recent years, Baishan has committed a great crime, but it has to be said that his attainments in martial arts are really outstanding.

In the past 20 years of absconding, he has been practicing martial arts in secret, and has already trained his hand to the point that "his hand comes out at will and his mind comes to the crack of the stele".

Most people just hear about it from martial arts novels. They think it's a kind of horizontal training like golden bell cover and iron cloth shirt. As a matter of fact, when the stone opener reaches the ultimate level of practice, he also relies on a secret strength to hit people.

Baishan has already entered this realm.

"Good, shoot him!" Xu Zian's eyes twinkled as he looked at the palm of the white mountain.

"No, Wang Yong may not be able to hold back Baishan with all his strength!" Begonia is weak breath said.

Baishan's face was also full of potential, and his killing opportunities were surging.

He broke thousands of stone tablets with this palm! A stone tablet more than ten centimeters thick can be broken with one hand, not to mention a skull!

There is no doubt that Wang Yong will die!

"There's a lot of strength." Who knows, Wang Yong even has the heart to comment on a white mountain, as if he did not know that death is in front of him.

Baishan's killing is more serious, and it's a little more powerful.

The air seems to have been split out of the spark, the chilly momentum to see the onlookers are all appalled.

It's just that the next scene embarrassed everyone.

Baishan's powerful hand was caught by Wang Yong!

Wang Yong grabbed Baishan's wrist with one hand, like an iron hoop, and held Baishan's palm tightly.

This situation is very similar to a sunny day. Suddenly, a thunderbolt broke out, which made the big guys run home to take shelter from the rain. Who knows, after a few seconds, the sun is long, the wind is light and the clouds are light, but the sky is not even a wool down!

Bai Shan's face turned red. He broke away from his wrist angrily. Without saying a word, he attacked again.

A palm is as fast as a palm, like a big axe for cutting mountains and trees. It cuts through the air and pierces the void.

All the people changed color.

Obviously, Baishan was really angry.

But Bai shanzui also said coldly: "this move of" making progress and opening a monument "was created by me 20 years ago. Even my master can't stop me! I used this move to shoot all the people who looked down on me in the martial arts school in one breath! The pleasure of splitting your head like a watermelon is really intoxicating... "

Bai shanruo said madly, depicting a shocking picture -- in the dark, a scheming man suddenly shot his master who had raised him for decades, then killed him all the way, one by one, and killed everyone. In an instant, the martial arts school became a Shura hell, and there was no one alive. There was only one bloody and terrifying demon left.

"You are just a scum in the martial arts world!" Wang Yong sighed softly.

He easily does not use the word "scum" to describe a person, but today, Wang Yong finds that "scum" is not enough to describe Baishan.

Just because of a quarrel, Baishan killed more than a dozen people, including two nearly four-year-old children.

This kind of person can live for more than 20 years, it can be said that God has no eyes!

And God has no eyes, Wang Yong on behalf of God to open an eye!

Brush!

Wang Yong's eyelids suddenly lifted, and there was a sharp light in his pupils, which locked Baishan with a lot of killing intention.

Bai Shan laughed: "what? Want to avenge the dead? I'm afraid you'll take yourself in too! "

With these words, Baishan's power has fallen like a storm.

Wang Yong's face was expressionless, and he just said, "you don't know what the real iron hand is!"

Hum!

A high-frequency sound like a hummingbird's wings fluttered in the air. Wang Yong's right hand trembled slightly and violently. When the amplitude reached a certain extent, he suddenly raised his head and cleaved toward Baishan's forehead.

Hua La, as if the air had been split by Wang Yong's hand, a wave, the fiery breath surging, rushed to the white mountain.

Dong Dong, Bai Shan's ears heard a sudden sound of big drum beating, which made his heart beat sharply. The next second, he would be detonated.

Baishan is proud of the "progress even open monument", at this time only to show the fifth style, not even touch the corner of Wang Yong's clothes, it suddenly stopped.

Wang Yong's arm is like Pangu's axe, which cuts through the heaven and earth.

Click!

Baishan carpal bone was crushed instantly.

And this kind of sacrifice, even a little block Wang Yong arm did not do.

Wang Yong's arm with a similar flavor of Daoyun, rumbled down on the forehead of Baishan.

A dull sound, continuous explosion in the tomb forest, the source, from the white mountain head.

"This... Is not the hand who opened the monument..." Bai Shan Yan's ears and nose all oozed blood, murmuring.

Wang Yong slowly took back his arm and said, "I just learned from you. Why not?"

In his eyes, Bai Shan felt incredible. He fell to the ground with a puff and died.

Wang Yonggang just that palm directly dark force into Baishan skull, broken Baishan skull and brain center.

"Dust to dust, earth to earth, your master, they have been waiting for this day for a long time." Wang Yong looks at the white mountain corpse, light way.

Then he stopped looking at Baishan and turned his head to sweep other killers.

The rest of the killers have long been stunned by Wang Yong.

One by one stupefied at the same place, it seems that even the courage to escape have lost.

"Are you going by yourself or shall I give you a ride?" Wang Yong asked.

"No, no, let's go by ourselves!" The killers wave their hands, turn around and run.

And after Xu Zian was stunned for a while, he started running.

Inexplicably, he thought of the night when he was chased by Wang Yong in Suzhou.

It is also the same that one of his bodyguards was easily killed by Wang Yong. It is also the same that his plan failed. It is also the same that he was scared to run away by Wang Yong.

Xu Zian is not reconciled. Why, why does it end like this every time I meet Wang Yong?!

It seems to hear Xu Zian's voice, Wang Yong is ready to give Xu Zian a different ending. Wang Yong strangely appeared in front of Xu Zian and put Xu Zian in his hand.

"I don't mean you when I say you." Wang Yongdao.

Xu Zian looks frightened and struggles, but how can he earn more than Wang Yong?

We can only watch Wang Yong carrying him step by step to the tomb forest.

In the end, he was thrown in front of the tomb that the Xu family had dug.

"What do you... Want to do?" Xu Zi was frightened and asked.

Without looking at Xu Zian, Wang Yong took out a lighter from his pocket, lit the candle, worshipped Xu Zian and inserted it into the loess.

Then he ignited the yellow paper, and the flames leaped and fell, reflecting Xu Zian's frightened face very clearly.

After that, Wang Yong straightened up and said, "I don't want to do anything. Now you are not qualified to be my opponent. So I'll find you a match. "

With that, Wang yongchong and Xu Zitai waved.

"It's up to you. As for what you want to do, it's none of my business. In addition, Baishan, the murderer, gave you a present. If you take the banner of "outstanding citizens for good deeds", please remember to buy me a drink. "

With that, Wang Yong turned and left.

After hearing Wang Yong's words, Xu Zian collapsed to the ground.

Instead of falling into the hands of Xu Zitai, Xu Zian would rather fall into the hands of Wang Yong.

Because he knew that this cousin would never let himself go. Just like I didn't want to let him go ten minutes ago.

Hua La, the wind blows, burning the remaining yellow paper ashes, splashing, falling all over the ground.

Xu Zitai looked at Xu Zian with a strange calm and indifference in his eyes.

"Cousin, let me go. I'm willing to give you all my assets! At the same time, I promise I won't compete with you for the position of Xu family. You can send me abroad. I will never come back without your permission! " In the face of death, Xu zi'an was still afraid and cried out.

But Xu Zitai's face was expressionless and indifferent.

At this time, the injured Begonia appeared in front of Xu Zian and suddenly appeared.

One palm shattered Xu Zian's heart and sternum.

Xu Zian spewed out a mouthful of black blood and slowly fell to the ground, looking at the rising incense smoke, as if he saw something.

"Hoo." Xu Zitai slowly breathed out a breath“ On the eighth day of August, Xu Zian died at the hands of Bai Shan, a fugitive murderer. The Xu family has no more grandchildren. "