Chapter 64： Are you talking about this dead dog

"Puff, puff, puff..."

Ye Zhan fell to the ground weakly, spitting blood, the divine light in his eyes gradually disappeared.

The two received Ye Huai's defeat from a short-term battle, and within a breathing time, Ye Huai was even immersed in the excitement of impending revenge.

Those black warriors like hyenas just rushed to Su Lang's side!

And when they saw that half of Ye Zhan's neck was cut off, they instantly felt like falling into an ice cave, and their scalp exploded.

They couldn't believe it, Ye Zhuang, who was so powerful that he could retreat in front of a junior warrior, was beheaded in one face!

It's too weird, too scary!

In the next moment, everyone did not hesitate to give up attacking Su Lang, and quickly ran around.

This scene fell in the eyes of passers-by watching the battle in secret, and they were immediately stunned!

"What's going on? Don't the warriors who guard the mansion want to siege the young strong man?"

"God, look! Ye Zhuang's neck was chopped off for the most part, he was defeated!"

"What the **** happened? Ye Zong actually lost!"

"This boy is too strong, too powerful!"

"..."

Countless thoughts flashed in everyone's minds, and at this moment, Su Lang shot again!

"Want to escape? All have to die!"

The corner of Su Lang's mouth raised, and he chased him out with a long knife in his hand.

Those black warriors are just ordinary warriors, how can they escape Su Lang's chase.

In a short period of time, Su Lang killed one person in ten steps, and all the black-clothed warriors were dealt with by him, and the whole street was stained with blood.

"Oh my God, all the warriors guarding the mansion were killed by him!"

"This boy is really an ordinary character from the gods!"

The passers-by watching the game in secret were full of enthusiasm, and goose bumps aroused on their bodies.

"It's a pity, I couldn't ask the technique."

Su Lang shook his head regretfully, and immediately came to Ye Huai who was almost frightened.

At this time, Ye Huai's body was not only full of urine, but also filled with feces.

"No! Please don't kill me!"

When he saw Su Lang approaching, his whole body trembled with fright, he couldn't stop staggering a few steps back, and sat down on the ground.

"It's extremely dirty from the inside out!"

Su Lang glanced at Ye Huai in disgust, and was about to ask where the cultivation technique and wealth were.

But at this moment, there was another call sign from the street not far away.

"Urgent report! Urgent report!"

"Destroying my Ye family stronghold, the murderer who killed my Ye Family Sixth Master has been identified and is now wanted throughout the city!"

"This person's name is Su Lang, and there is his portrait here. Anyone who sees this person must immediately report to the guard mansion!"

"Anyone who provides useful clues can get rich rewards!"

"Get out! Urgent report, urgent report!"

"..."

The arrogant voice is getting closer and closer, and soon there is a warrior who throws paper while rushing towards the guard mansion.

But soon, he discovered that the street beside him was no one!

Moreover, blood stains were scattered in some places, and the corpses of black-clothed warriors crossed the streets, extremely miserable.

"How is this going!?"

The warrior's eyes widened, and something bad gradually grew in his heart.

He didn't see that in some dark corners, gleeful eyes were falling on him.

"Did something big happen in the stronghold?"

The informant warrior licked his lips nervously, and then walked along the street.

Soon, he saw large swaths of blood and corpses spread all over the floor.

Beside these corpses there was a young man holding a long knife with his back facing him.

In front of this young man, there was a very familiar person sitting paralyzed.

The messenger took a closer look, and suddenly turned pale, that person turned out to be the lofty Master Ye Huai!

"What the **** happened?"

The Reporter Martial Artist looked at Su Lang's back in horror, "You killed these people? How dare you slaughter my Ye family members! The guardian will surely break your body!"

"Master Guard? Are you talking about this dead dog?"

Su Lang turned around indifferently, and turned Ye Brown's body over with his feet.

"Town... Master Guard!"

"How could it be! How could the guardian be dead!"

The pupils of the warrior who reported the letter shrank like needles, and the whole person burst into countless cold sweats.

Immediately afterwards, he saw Su Lang's face clearly.

"you you you!?"

The informant warrior looked at the portrait in his hand with suspicion, and said in horror, "You are Su Lang!"