Cultivator: Fighting God

Chapter 18
In the blink of an eye, the black-clothed boy punched three times in a row, each punch was fiercer and more domineering than the last, each punch was driven with blood-red energy, and a strong aura surged in the ancestral hall!
Ye Yang opened his hand with one hand, and the Vulcan power was contained in the two fists, and he punched three times head-on at the same speed!

"Bang bang bang!"

The two faced each other with iron fists, the sound of the collision was dull like thunder, the young man in black was able to do his job with ease, and was unscathed, but Ye Yang was knocked out by the huge force and flew out!

"boom!"

It suddenly hit the statue in the ancestral hall, smashing the stone statue into pieces, and Ye Yang stood up from the ruins of the statue in a state of embarrassment.

The black-clothed boy walked straight up, and yelled: "Ye family's useless young master, I didn't expect you to be a little bit heavy, hum, but you are too far behind, let me give you a ride!"

"drink!"

The black-clothed boy punched him in the front again.

But Ye Yang smiled. Under the moonlight, his handsome smiling face was extremely charming. No one would have thought that this young man was Ye Batian, the ignorant young master of the Ye family.

"Oh!"

Ye Yang suddenly lowered his body, and imprinted a punch full of Vulcan power on the opponent's abdomen. He had already seen clearly that the boy in black was powerful, but his speed was obviously much slower. If you don't go head-to-head, the chances of winning will definitely not be too low.

"puff……"

The black-clothed boy took a sudden punch and fell to the ground. When he raised his head, a sharp sword with a cold light was already on his neck.

Ye Yang reached out to take off the mask of the other party, and found that he was a rough-looking young man, about 20 years old, with sword eyebrows and tiger eyes, with resentment and unwillingness in his eyes, staring at Ye Yang fiercely.

"Who are you?" Ye Yang asked.

"Zhang Tianhe, from Liangcheng, how about it?!" Zhang Tianhe was very calm.

Ye Yang nodded: "What are you doing at Ye's house?"

"Take a magic weapon!"

"Divine Soldier?"

Ye Yang couldn't help laughing: "You don't mean to say, Tomahawk Yaoyang?"

Zhang Tianhe was taken aback: "So you already know!"

"What do you want Yaoyang to do?" Ye Yang said coldly, "Say it quickly!"

Zhang Tianhe's eyes were full of anger, suppressing his emotions, he almost roared: "Kill!"

"Kill who?"

Ye Yang was a little surprised, this young man stole the artifact Yaoyang just to kill people?That being said, the person who was going to be killed must have had a blood feud with him.

Zhang Tianhe shouted in a deep voice: "Why do you ask so many questions, I am not your opponent, kill me if you want!"

"brush!"

With the sound of the wind, Ye Yang withdrew his sharp sword and said, "I just ask you, who did you kill?"

Zhang Tianhe was surprised, and said: "The Seven Hegemons of Liangcheng."

"Oh, the Seven Hegemons of Liangcheng?"

"Yes!" Zhang Tianhe gritted his teeth, his eyes almost spit fire, and said in a low voice: "These seven villains have caused disasters. Just two days ago, they bloodbathed the Wang family of Xujia Town and killed 17 people. The seventeen tyrants ruined the daughter of the Wang family just like that!"

(End of this chapter)