509: C509 Of Course It Was Murder

C509 Of Course It Was Murder

In Tyrannical Throne's opinion, even if Meng Xuan didn't personally take Zhang Yang down, she would still order everyone to arrest them. However, he never expected that Meng Xuan would say something that was out of the ordinary.

He was meowing, and Tyrannical Throne was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. The large amount of money that I send to you guys for Judgment Station every year, is actually an ungrateful bastard.

Following Meng Xuan's voice, everyone couldn't help but look at the corpse on the ground. For a moment, everyone's expression was strange and their expressions were different.

Although Feng Yun was dead, a layer of silver horn appeared on his skin. What was even more horrifying was that this silver horn seemed to be alive, and was still squirming slowly.

Moreover, everyone could clearly see that the shapes of these silver horns were exactly the same as the shapes of the five Cloud Flower that Feng Yun had killed.

What did this portend!?

Many people were well aware of this!

It was not an exaggeration to say that although the Federation had issued a killing order towards the Mutant, the matter of the Mutant Seed being planted and the Mutant being remodelled was not surprising at all.

Sometimes, there was a small group of people who took the risk. Sometimes, there were a large number of people who were doing the same thing, but under the hidden rules, what was revealed was everyone's enemy.

Looking at the clouds on the ground, Tyrannical Throne's expression changed. He was stunned for a long time, and only then did he react, and hurriedly explained, "Everyone, don't think too much, this is only some kind of mental Secret Skill, it's not what you think."

Everyone was very clear that no one would stand out and Tyrannical Throne merely needed an excuse.

In order to divert everyone's attention, Tyrannical Throne opened his mouth and said, "Lady Meng Xuan, this person has already been identified as a heretic by the two leaders, Tian Lei and Qin Chuang. Unfortunately, he was ambushed and killed …"

This time, before he could finish his words, Meng Xuan interrupted him again.

"I will take care of this matter."

Meng Xuan sat quietly on the chair, sipped another mouthful of red wine and said lightly, "Still, Tyrannical Throne should deal with the current situation first."

Hearing this, Tyrannical Throne was completely stunned. He looked at Meng Xuan in disbelief, unable to understand the meaning behind Meng Xuan's words.

The first time he said it, he thought it was because he was hinting at the troubles caused by Feng Yun's mutation, but he did not seem to care much about it. Now that he said it the second time, could it be …

Tyrannical Throne's expression was uncertain. After thinking about it, he believed that Meng Xuan's words were most likely to indicate that she did not want to take action in such a situation and that she wanted to kill Zhang Yang on the spot? 'She will make her move in the dark! '

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was this kind of possibility that was the most likely. He did not think that his Judgment Station would let this guy off.

Then, Tyrannical Throne felt relieved. He then raised his head and glared at Zhang Yang. The muscles on his pitted face were all twitching, "Zhang Yang, why did you come here this time?"

"Killing, of course!"

If it was before, Zhang Yang would definitely think that he was an idiot, but now that he said it, it made people feel inexplicably scared.

"Murder?" Tyrannical Throne suddenly laughed towards the sky and stopped it, "How dare you! You actually came here to kill people. I think you must be tired of living."

His mouth was very tough, but he was very afraid of Zhang Yang's strength because he couldn't see through it at all. Furthermore, he even suspected that the person who secretly controlled the youth to attack was this person.

It was not an exaggeration to say that the current him was extremely fearful, but in the face of so many people and powers, he had no choice but to step forward.

"Are you an idiot?" Zhang Yang swept his gaze at him with a smile and said lightly, "I've already killed him, yet you still continue talking nonsense."

"Don't forget, this is the bay of Star Sea. Everything here belongs to the Wind God Manor …"

"The one I stepped on is you, Wind God!"

"You …" Tyrannical Throne was so angry that he couldn't cry, "So you're saying, you came here specifically to provoke my Wind God Manor?"

"Ha!" Zhang Yang sneered but there was no smile in his eyes. He stared at Tyrannical Throne and said, "I am here to provoke you. What do you think!"

"Hua!"

Hearing this, everyone was shocked!

What else was there to say?

No need!

This was an undisguised provocation and slap to the face, as though he did not put Wind God Manor in his eyes at all.

Her tone was so arrogant and she was acting so rampant!

Tyrannical Throne's ugly old face became even more hideous. Since he said all that, was there even a need to say anything else? Even Tyrannical Throne, who was as experienced as a wolf, found it hard to endure.

He was already injured, but as a Force Level practitioner, he could already move after his limbs had been broken by ordinary people. Even though he was wary, he believed that Meng Xuan, who was in the Judgment Station realm, would not just stand by and watch.

"Wind God Killing Array, kill!"

Tyrannical Throne's clothes fluttered without wind. An invisible force surged from his body. Streams of blood aura that could be seen with the naked eye shot out and recklessly surged.

Sou sou sou sou sou!

Eight consecutive silhouettes, like agile cheetahs, left afterimages on the ground. Four of them landed on the ground and leaped into the air, simultaneously launching a barrage of attacks at Zhang Yang.

All eight of them had extraordinary fighting strength. All of them were experts under Tyrannical Throne. Furthermore, they had practiced the art of combination attacks for many years. Under normal circumstances, Tyrannical Throne would have to be careful even if he faced them alone.

All of a sudden, eight figures circled around the arena like shadows, completely surrounding Zhang Yang. The violent collisions did not stop for even a moment, and the sounds of popping and popping could be heard without end.

At the same time, Tyrannical Throne also let out a loud roar. At this moment, he didn't need any face. Under the fear in his heart, he only wanted to tear this young man into shreds.

Anyone who was familiar with the name Tyrannical Throne would know that he trained in blood fiend energy. It was an extremely sharp combination of a set of domineering killing fists. This was why he got his name.

Moreover, not long after he broke through the Force Level, he had already faintly comprehended the threshold of 'great momentum'. When he attacked, he released a heart palpitating fluctuation, and a sharp and terrifying blood fiend aura pounced over.

There seemed to be layers of Blood Wave in the air that were dyed red.

Before the person even arrived, Xue Sha was the first to arrive!

Amongst the layers of Blood Wave, there seemed to be countless roars that surged over. They actually wanted to directly penetrate Zhang Yang's body and affect his nerves and brain region.

Boom!

The air was trembling, Tyrannical Throne was leading the momentum of the building, and the momentum was too astonishing. With a punch, the air twisted and the momentum could even affect space itself, exploding out with the strongest power.

The hall was instantly enveloped by Xue Sha. The only sounds that could be heard were the crackling of the wind and the flashing of Tyrannical Throne's fist.

Weng! *

A ripple spread out and the hall returned to normal in the next moment!

Everyone held their breath as they stared intently.

Zhang Yang's figure was floating erratically in the field and he was completely immersed in distortion. The strange thing was, the space he walked through seemed to have completely changed. People's eyes that looked at him from across the bathtub seemed to have a feeling of seeing him.

Suddenly.

His figure suddenly came to a standstill. Facing the two figures that had just completed their cross over, he raised his arm like lightning. His palm was like a knife as it continuously trembled.

In that instant, he turned around and slashed through the air, directly passing between the two people who were attacking him from behind.

Kacha, kacha, kacha, kacha!

Four crisp bone cracking sounds could be heard, accompanied by four miserable howls. It was as if they were struck by an unknown force and were sent flying through the air. Before they even landed on the ground, they had already lost their breath.

It wasn't over!

Zhang Yang's body left behind an afterimage. When he appeared, he had already arrived in front of the other two. He grabbed their wrists like lightning and pulled them towards his chest. He let go of them and once again extended his arms, taking a step forward.

At this moment, his clothes were making noises; his arms were swaying like dragons as he ruthlessly smashed them in the chest. A wave of air that could be seen with the naked eye was causing the two of them to retreat more than ten meters with the sound of cracking bones.

At this moment, Tyrannical Throne's tyrannical Killing Fist had already arrived.

It was as if there were layers of Blood Wave s in the sky. The crimson bloody light jumped and surged with a monstrous blood fiend as it rushed over. With a loud bang, Tyrannical Throne led a vast blood fiend as he charged at Zhang Yang.

Boom!

It wasn't anything fancy, it was just a clash of absolute power. Zhang Yang also met it with his iron fists, and the sound of metal clashing rang out.

An extremely violent wave of air spread out between the two of them, layer after layer, rolling all the tables and chairs in the hall red wine in the air before shattering as they fell.

"Ah …"

Tyrannical Throne's eyes turned red and he threw out eighteen punches in a row like a Vicious Beast. This was a tyrannical killing fist, each punch was heavier than the last. The second fist also contained the power of the first fist, injuring oneself and injuring others.

However, Zhang Yang didn't seem to notice it at all. Each of his punches followed without any fancy moves. Terrifying fluctuations were surging violently as the blood-red lights were extremely terrifying.

In the surroundings, the spectators all turned pale with shock. This kind of battle was extremely intense, and they felt that they were unable to defeat it.

At the same time, the last two people on the stage also took the opportunity to attack behind Zhang Yang like lightning.

"Die!"

Tyrannical Throne roared in anger. He waved his iron fist and struck out with his strongest attack. This was already the pinnacle of the tyrannical Killing Fist power. Not only did it have a superimposing effect, it also brought the surrounding situation over.

A peerlessly powerful shockwave exploded, shattering the ground one after another. It was as if the entire area had been struck by a terrifying lightning bolt. Dust and debris flew everywhere and exploded under the blinding red light.

Almost everyone on the scene was pushed back by that powerful killing punch. Some of them even collapsed onto the ground with an expression of disbelief on their faces.

Inside the arena, only Meng Xuan and Hai Yuntian were still sitting there peacefully. Everything around them was fine, whether it was the tables, chairs or wine cups, both of them were still intact.

Tyrannical Throne's strongest killing fist had already been thrown out. Moreover, it was surging with the force of Blood Fury Fire. Unknowingly, the other two people also attacked at the same time.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were locked onto Zhang Yang.

Boom!

In an instant.

When Tyrannical Throne's most brutal killing punch hit Zhang Yang's fist, when the two people's fists and feet already hit Zhang Yang's shoulder, a thunderous sound was emitted.

Aooo … Roar … Roar …

All of a sudden!

A boundless roar sounded out from nowhere and a black light surged around Zhang Yang's body. The black light swirled around his body like a divine dragon.

Crack

The two experts, who had already hit Zhang Yang, didn't know what was going on. They only felt a majestic force that seemed to be able to shake heaven and earth shaking back at them. The two of them let out miserable shrieks as they flew out.

"Ah …"2

Immediately after, Tyrannical Throne's miserable howl came. No one knew what happened because the entire hall began to shake violently and was shrouded in darkness.

Bang bang bang bang!

The crackling sound didn't stop for a moment. A huge hole about five meters thick was torn open in the ceiling. Soon, another hole was opened. The surrounding walls and floors were making a loud noise as if the world was coming to an end.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The tables and chairs around Meng Xuan and Hai Yuntian were instantly smashed into smithereens. The wine cups in their hands shattered with a 'bang'.

Tat tat tat!

The two of them were pushed back more than ten steps by the Qi wave before they managed to stabilize themselves.

Meng Xuan's enchanting eyes were filled with shock and amazement, but it quickly turned into an indescribable surprise.

The sun-like smile on Hai Yuntian's handsome face had already disappeared without a trace. His eyes were filled with shock and his expression was unsettled.

To be able to escape from the addiction and become one of the top 8 Shaowang, Hai Yuntian naturally had good eyesight. However, it was because of this that he had many doubts.

He could analyze it clearly, Zhang Yang's power was not strong, and seemed to be at the late stage of the World Level. However, the other party's terrifying War Consciousness caused him to be on par with Tyrannical Throne as a Force Level cultivator.

In particular, the timing and timing of the punch had been grasped to within a millimeter.

It seemed like the two were exchanging blows just now, but in fact, Hai Yuntian could see clearly that after each of Tyrannical Throne's punches were thrown out, the strength on the punches had lost most of their strength. Before the new strength was born, Zhang Yang would use his punches against Tyrannical Throne at that moment.

It was not an exaggeration to say that when Hai Yuntian used the Secret Martial Skill, although he could put the maximum amount of World Level strength into it, his use of power was unable to achieve the effect of shattering everything here.

Was this person really an ordinary Freedom Army?

Why had he never heard of such a person in the federation before!

Although he looked so young, he was at most twenty-six or twenty-seven. However, the strength he displayed made Hai Yuntian jealous and even fearful!

Bang bang bang bang!

The sound of the explosion stopped and the hall was a mess. There was not a single trace of luxury left in the hall. Everyone was overwhelmed with shock as they looked towards the center of the hall.

That person, that youth, the Freedom Army from before, still stood there silently, as if he had never moved.

Opposite him, Tyrannical Throne also stood there silently.

The corner of Zhang Yang's mouth was raised, but he was definitely not smiling. His eyes were filled with a murderous intent.

Tyrannical Throne's clothes had already been torn to shreds. He was clutching his chest and his pitted and pitted face was filled with disbelief and shock. His entire body was trembling slightly as if he had seen something terrifying.

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