Chapter 455

Later, yuan Wuzuo looked at the sheep justice around him: "Yang Gong, Huang Gong helped you find the sheep horn token. Why don't you thank others and explain it to others."

"Now, I was almost misunderstood by Huang Gong. You sent someone to kill Mr. Yudi's disciple."

After hearing yuan Wuzuo's words, Yang Gong quickly bowed his hand to Huang Gong on one side and thanked him.

Huang Gong saw that the other two were so shameless. He scolded them to death, but he didn't know what to do.

Seeing Huang Gong's face depressed and angry, he couldn't say a word. Mr. Yuan on one side of the seat looked at each other happily and said, "do you have anything else to teach?"

"If there is nothing else, please walk slowly. After all, it will be dawn if you wait any longer."

Huang Gong snorted coldly, but he had nothing to do with them. Now he really can't come up with conclusive evidence to prove that Yang Gong is the initiator of a series of events tonight.

At first, Huang Gong wanted to rely on the general trend, and then Mr. Yudi and sun Yaoting, the head of Beihai escort agency, and their strength to destroy the withered and decadent and crush the power of Yang Gong.

Who would have thought that when Yanggong had Yiyang City, Yuan became an old friend.

Yuan Wuzuo was from the Anxi governor's office. In this way, Duke Huang had no definite evidence, but it was not easy to act recklessly.

Thinking of this, Huang Gong snorted coldly and was ready to leave.

Although he was very reluctant, he was helpless because his manpower was sometimes poor.

But just when everyone was ready to give up, a figure suddenly walked in from the gate of Yang Gong, passed through the double door and walked towards the hall at this time.

Before the visitor entered the hall, a clear voice had sounded: "say we have nothing, how can we have nothing?"

As soon as the voice of the visitor fell, a panting voice behind him had chased him: "stop him, he broke in without authorization!"

"Who are you, who dares to break into Yang mansion without authorization?"

The man who spoke was the porter of Lord Yang's residence.

He was staring at the direction of the hall, thinking in his heart about how the Yanggong and Huanggong people in the hall would compete with each other.

But unexpectedly, a young man suddenly broke into Yang Gong's residence from behind him and walked directly towards the hall. Where he passed was like no one's land, he directly took him as the gatehouse of Yang Gong as the air.

He immediately refused, wanted to catch up and stop each other, but suddenly found that the young man in front seemed to walk slowly and his steps were not big. However, no matter how he pursued, he could not catch up with each other's steps. He was always close to each other's steps. However, the distance between them was as far away as the end of the world.

Just now, the voice from behind the concierge stopped the boy when he came outside the hall.

The young man doesn't know others. It's Zhang Heng.

In the courtyard outside the hall, there are thirty-six Jingwei.

Thirty elite guards stood quietly in the courtyard. The queue was quiet and motionless. It was like a sculpture. It made people feel solemn and solemn. It was like a javelin. It seemed that if they didn't move, they would break the earth and destroy the dead, causing amazing destructive power.

Thirty guards heard the porter's voice, as if they had not heard it. They still stood still, silent and motionless.

They are the thirty-six elite guards of Yang Gong, not the thirty-six elite guards of Yang Gong's house.

In Lord Yang's residence, the gatekeeper of Lord Yang can't control them, not even his descendants and relatives. Only Lord Yang is qualified to control them.

Just as Zhang Heng was about to walk into the hall, Yang Gong, who stood quietly next to yuan Wuzuo's seat, suddenly opened his mouth. He just said three words faintly: "stop him."

Yang Gong didn't say who to stop or who to do it.

But suddenly, outside the hall, the thirty Jingwei who used to stand on one side of the javelin, like the suddenly resurrected gods, immediately looked at Zhang Heng's back, and then suddenly punched at the same time.

Suddenly, thirty boxing Gang broke through the air at the same time, sending out a deafening roar.

In the roar, the white translucent fists composed of thirty fist Gang, like a destructive hammer, bombarded Zhang Heng's back without hesitation.

Seeing this scene, Huang Gong's eyes have narrowed.

Because those who can practice vigorous boxing are already strong among the martial arts.

At the same time, the strong among the martial arts, even Huang Gong himself, felt the terrible power.

He knew that even if he was attacked by these thirty vigorous fists with his strength, he would not die, but he would not feel very well.

I'm afraid I was going to fall to the ground at that time. I had to go home and lie down for at least half a month to completely dissolve the power of 30 boxing gang.

At this time, Huang Gong suddenly found that Yang Gong, the most common member of the 36 elite guards, was not as good as his 72 Tiangang. However, if the 36 people of the ancient country attacked together, he was not sure whether his 36 Tiangang was the opponent of the other 36 elite guards.

Huang Gong didn't find out until this time that he seemed to underestimate the power of Yang Gong.

While Huang Gong was fretting in his heart, the translucent fists made of thirty fists had fallen on Zhang Heng's back.

There was a loud bang.

Many people can already imagine the miserable scene of the young man in front of him who wants to be directly smashed by this blow, with five internal organs flying, broken tendons and fractures, and no whole body.

However, after Zhang Heng was concentrated by 30 fists on his back, he almost changed.

If there must be any change, it is that after he was concentrated, his body tilted forward slightly, as if he had just been pushed, and then there was nothing.

He was so busy that if nothing happened, he raised his feet forward and was ready to step into the hall.

At this time, the man who was the head of the thirty-six elite guards in the hall saw that the thirty elite guards in the courtyard did not cause much obstruction to Zhang Heng, and his eyes immediately narrowed.

When he saw that Zhang Heng had raised his feet and was preparing to step into the hall, his eyebrows immediately jumped up unhappily.

When he raised his eyebrows, it was when Zhang Heng raised his feet to enter the hall that he suddenly punched out.

With a roar, it was also a fist that broke the fist, turned into a fist seal, and rushed towards Zhang Heng's chest.

However, it was different from the boxing Gang inspired by the thirty Jingwei outside the hall.

The fist Gang inspired by 30 elite guards is a white transparent white fist.

The fist Gang inspired by the head of the 36 elite guards is a golden fist.

The fist Gang inspired by 30 elite guards is just the size of an ordinary fist.

However, the golden fist Gang inspired by the head of the 36 elite guards is the size of an ox head.

The fist Gang the size of an ox's head crashed into Zhang Heng.

The expression lines on Zhang Heng's face remained the same, and his steps did not stop at all. He walked out against the golden fist gang.

At the same time, his right hand also punched out.

His fist did not form a vigorous fist at all, but as he punched out, his whole right hand was covered with strange bloody scales in an instant. It looked like a demon's claw, which was strange and ferocious.

There was no change in the size of his fist.

Zhang Heng's fist is unspeakably small compared with the other party's fist gang. Compared with the golden fist gang like a cow's head, it looks like a bean sandbag.

But Zhang Heng's fist, which was as small as a bean paste bag, hit the golden fist gang like a cow's head, which made everyone's face incredible.

Because when Zhang Heng punched out, the fist Gang inspired by the head of the thirty-six elite guards seemed to hit a stone with an egg. It broke and burst, and then disappeared.

He was beaten by Zhang Heng. The face of the head of the 36 elite guards opposite suddenly became extremely pale. It seemed that his expression was forcing himself to suppress something.

However, he didn't suppress it in the end. As a result, a mouthful of blood had spewed out of his mouth.

A mouthful of blood gushed out, and the look on his face became more pale, pale without the slightest blood color.

Seeing the other party's appearance of serious injury, Zhang Heng couldn't help sighing: "I thought it was a real fist gang. It turned out to be just a simulation of Qi refining skills!"

In a word, after that, Zhang Heng's right foot fell, and the whole person had entered the hall.

Then his right hand gradually recovered.

The head of the 36 elite guards, who had just been vomited blood by Zhang Heng, was staring at Zhang Heng's restored right hand and said angrily: "body alienation, you are either a demon or a person who takes refuge in a demon!"

Hearing the other party's words, Zhang Heng had no time to answer, so he heard Xia Yu on one side say, "I'm ignorant! I can't even tell the difference between martial arts ability and demons, so I'll talk big, ha ha!"

Being robbed by Xia Yu for a while, the pale head of the thirty-six Jingwei suddenly became more resentful. However, Xia Yu didn't bother to pay attention to each other.

Zhang Heng was too lazy to pay attention to each other. He just nodded at the Yellow public as a greeting.

Then he looked directly at yuan Wuzuo, the only one sitting in the hall. He just looked at each other lightly and looked at each other with a kind of flat eyes, but he didn't say a word.

Yuan Wuzuo was looked at by Zhang Heng faintly. I don't know why, he couldn't help but feel a sudden feeling in his heart, which was very strange.

It was as if he was not a teenager, but a fierce beast and a wild beast!

Let him feel that as long as he dares to move gently, the other party will swallow him alive without hesitation.