Chapter 15

Liu Gang had a feeling of suffocation in an instant!

He stepped back three steps involuntarily, and cried out in horror: "come on, chop this boy up."

More than 30 gangsters stormed Zheng Yuan with machetes.

They also hated Zheng Yuan for destroying his good deeds.

Zheng Yuan put Li Ruping aside, and then welcomed those gangsters who came here with no expression.

Soon, a tall and bull like gangster attacked first, and slashed Zheng Yuan's neck.

As soon as Zheng Yuan's left hand explored, he easily grasped his right wrist, and then twisted it.

With a click, his right arm was twisted off.

He immediately uttered a shrill scream.

However, Zheng Yuan didn't let him go because of this. He grabbed his right hand to his chest, grabbed it and pulled out his heart.

The gangster screamed and died.

The rest of the gangsters were scared at once. It was the first time they saw such a fierce man. They could take out a man's heart with their hands.

They didn't dare to attack any more, but kept going back.

They are already full of fear of Zheng Yuan.

Now Zheng Yuan looks like the God of death who just came out of hell.

Zheng Yuan took the machete from the dead gangster, and then rushed over like a tiger.

Wherever the machete goes, someone's head will fall to the ground and blood will splash on the spot.

His killing heart has been fully opened, as if death possessed.

Death is coming, the corpse is lying in the sky!

The devil is angry, the blood flows into a river!

Almost without much effort, he cut off the heads of more than 30 gangsters.

The whole villa hall was bloody and looked like a slaughterhouse.

It was the first time that Liu Gang saw such a ferocious scene, and his face had faded completely.

He stares at Ji Ming, full of fear, and constantly says to himself: "devil, he is a devil, the real devil!"

"Boy, you're very talented, but even so, you won't get out of here alive tonight."

Suddenly, the calm voice of the Yellow level old man rang.

As soon as the words fell, others appeared beside Liu Gang.

Seeing the arrival of the Yellow elder, Liu Gang could not help but let go, and his face recovered a lot of color. Then he said in a loud voice, "master Huang, kill this boy quickly, and I'll give you another 10 million."

Zheng Yuan frowned. He could see that the old man was a Huang level master of guwu.

But he didn't care.

Now he has four levels of cultivation, plus the power of the hand of hell, even if it is the ancient Wuxuan level, he has the power of the first World War.

The Yellow level old man, with his hands on his back, didn't look at Zheng Yuan for a moment: "I'll cut off my right arm and waste my martial arts. I'll forgive you for not dying."

"He who provokes me will die!"

Zheng Yuan's voice is very calm, but with an unspeakable indifference and domineering.

"Boy, you are arrogant, but arrogant people don't live long."

The Yellow level old man was very upset with Zheng Yuan's attitude of not putting himself in his eyes. He flashed a touch of coldness in his eyes and attacked with one punch.

The Yellow level old man is a middle-term cultivation of the Yellow level. Now he attacks in anger. His energy is like a knife, and his body is like a cut. He is extremely terrifying.

Zheng Yuan threw away his machete, and then hit it with his right fist.

In the blink of an eye, Zheng Yuan and Huang's fists collided with each other, making a dull sound.

"Go to hell." The Yellow level old man suddenly let out a roar, and his power burst out in an instant, trying to break Zheng Yuan's right hand.

However, just at this time, Zheng Yuan's strange smile flashed across the corner of his mouth, suddenly changed his fist into a claw, and grasped the wrist of the Yellow level old man.

Seeing that Zheng Yuan easily grasped his right hand, he could not help but be stunned: "how did you do it?"

It should be noted that even if he is a member of the yellow class, he can't grasp it so easily.

Is this boy also a yellow level cultivator?

It's impossible, absolutely no one can reach the Yellow level so young.The Yellow level old man with short experience immediately denied this idea.

He guessed that Zheng Yuan must have used some unorthodox hand to catch him.

However, although he was not flustered, he quickly used his right hand in an attempt to shake Zheng Yuan's hand away.

However, he soon found that Zheng Yuan's hand was like an iron hoop, and he could not shake it!

"How can it be! Have you really reached the Yellow level? " The Yellow elder was a little shocked.

"For me, there is nothing impossible in the world!" Zheng Yuan's cold way, right hand suddenly force.

The Yellow level old man suddenly felt a sharp pain like a cone in his right hand, but his look remained unchanged. He hummed coldly: "don't be proud, boy. It's not over yet." Then he yelled, "get out of here."

Said, his left hand into knife ruthlessly cut in his right shoulder, and then along the whole right arm forward row.

All of a sudden, his right hand was filled with a violent force.

"Just dying." Zheng Yuan's mouth swept a trace of disdain, and then launched the power of the hand of hell.

Suddenly, his right hand became black, and covered with thick scales and long claws.

Immediately after that, he absorbed the rage of the Yellow level old man.

"This, this is what martial arts!" For the first time in his life, the Yellow elder was really shocked.

"You just wanted to break my hand?" Zheng Yuan's expressionless way.

"No, No." The brow of the yellow grade old man has begun to sweat.

He could not help but have a little fear of Zheng Yuan.

"I'm a fair man. I'll do what others do to me." Zheng Yuan said coldly.

Suddenly, his eyes turned red, and then his right hand shook hard, which broke the Yellow level old man's right hand.

Between the blood spatter, the Yellow level old man issued a burst of shrill scream.

He stepped back seven steps in a row and then knelt on one knee.

He glared at Zheng Yuan's right hand like death and said in a trembling voice, "what are you and where are you sacred? Why are you so young to have such terrible power? "

It was the first time that he saw such a young and terrible master like Zheng Yuan in the city.

Especially Zheng Yuan's right hand, let him feel inexplicable fear.

His body was shaking uncontrollably.

"As I said, it's going to kill me if you mess with me." Zheng Yuan threw away Huang's broken arm and said slowly.

"Master, are you ok?" At this time, a young man in his thirties came to the Yellow elder from the third floor.

The Yellow level old man cried out in panic: "Xiaoshan, hurry up, take back as a teacher. Leave here as far as you can, and never come back."