Zhang Chaocheng had just seen Han Zongyuan’s terrifying strength. At this time, he heard that Yash Nics was coming. He opened his eyes and grinned and said: “There is really a way to heaven and he will not go, hell has no way to enter.
“Old Han is here, he came to die.”
“Go, let’s go and see!”
Soon, they came to the downstairs of the inpatient department, and then saw dozens of his subordinates, who were following to pick up Mr. Tang. Yash Nics, Dianchu, and Eight Huwei are facing each other.
Yash Nics and his entourage took Elder Tang and wanted to leave, but they were stopped by the Zhang family.
Yash Nics said coldly: “I don’t want to beat you all,
get out of here .” Zhang Chaocheng came over and sneered: “You are Yash Nics, the lunatic who hurt my son?”
“Heh, we are about to find you Revenge, I didn’t expect you
to come here automatically.” “Since you are here, then stay here forever!”
Yash Nics heard the words, looked at Zhang Chaocheng, and said coldly: “By you?”
Zhang Chaocheng and Yash Nics looked at him. Looking at each other, Yash Nics’s eyes looked like cold stars at two points, and his eyes shuddered.
at this time!
Han Zongyuan, who was next to Zhang Chaocheng, slowly said: “By the old
man !” Yash Nics’s gaze fell on Han Zongyuan. In fact, he just noticed that this old man in white cloth is not simple. This old man has a long and restrained breath, and his steps are as steady as Mount Tai. Electricity, you can see that it is a strong one at a glance.
Yash Nics frowned slightly: “Who are you?”
Zhang Chaocheng sneered and sneered: “Boy, scared your dog’s eyes, this is the dean of ancient martial arts, Han Zongyuan, who is known as the god of war in the arena, old Han!
” The two apprentices of Old Han were killed by you. This time he personally came out of the mountain to make an exception for you.”
“It’s an honor for you to die under the hand of Old Han!”
Han Zongyuan held his face slightly high, narrowed his eyes, and looked at Yash Nics arrogantly. At first glance, he looked a bit like the god of war Guan Yu.
Mars?
Yash Nics glanced at each other with Dianchu, Bahuwei, and Elder Tang next to him, and everyone’s lips showed a playful smile.
It’s really interesting!
In front of Yash Nics, the marshal of the North, and the God of War of China, some people dared to call themselves the God of War.
Yash Nics looked at Han Zongyuan and smiled and said, “It’s really interesting. Anyone who has practiced two rough tricks, dare to claim to be the god of war.”
Han Zongyuan heard Danfeng’s eyes instantly widened, and furiously said: “What did you say?”
Yash Nics hadn’t spoken, the Dian Chu beside him snorted coldly: “You old man, our young master is the true God of War in China. What are you worthy of being called the God of War?”
Han Zongyuan looked at Yash Nics in surprise. Immediately he sneered: “Hehe, the old man learned martial arts since he was a
child , and he created the sky white crane fist at the age of 30. After that, he experienced thousands of battles and never failed. Everyone respected me as the god of war.” Do you dare to call yourself the God of War?”
Zhang Chaocheng smiled beside him: “Old Han, this is when Li Gui meets Li Kui, and the fake God of War meets the real God of War.”
“You always send him on the road so that everyone can see and know that God of War is real. Strength.”
Han Zongyuan nodded and looked at Yash Nics: “Boy, if you can take my ten moves, I will spare you not to die.”
Yash Nics smiled and said, “Ten moves are too many, I only have one move, you If you can catch it, you can live.”
Zhang Chaocheng and others were shocked when they heard this.
It was the first time they saw someone like Yash Nics who was dead.
Han Zongyuan’s face was green: “You seek death, the old man will make you perfect!”
