The True King of the Alien

Chapter 11 The bald and strong man

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Holding a fine iron gun, Yang Jian's body turned into a green smoke and ran straight to Qingmu Town. Behind him, dozens of killers with long guns and knives were killing loudly and chasing after them. And behind these killers, the bald-headed strong man held a wide-backed sword and followed slowly.

"These people have good hands, and their physical skills have obviously undergone long-term training. They are all two evil slave-level masters, Yang An and Yang Ming. Although it did not break through to the early stage of entry, it is much more powerful than ordinary people. Yang Jian ran out of the town and looked back to check the situation behind him from time to time.

These killers carry dozens of pounds of weapons one by one, but it is not difficult to run at all. The bald-headed strong man with a wide-backed sword followed without blushing and breath, and his eyes flashed with cold and tyrannical light like wolf's eyes.

"Ky, don't run! Hurry up, hurry up! Don't let him out of town!" Dozens of killers shouted in unison, so scared that the pedestrians on the road hid on both sides of the road and dared not take a step closer.

"Well, let you be proud for a while. If you enter the mountain forest, it will be your end!" The cold light in Yang Jian's eyes flashed, and the Jin Xingli in his body ran on its own, ready to launch a fatal blow at any time.

Wh! Wheops! Wheops! Wheops!

Yang Jian is like a fast cheetah. He kicked the ground with his right foot and rushed out more than 20 meters against the ground. Several ups and downs have rushed to the mouth of Qingmu Town.

Outside Qingmu Town is a series of mountains. The forests in the mountains are lush, and the branches and leaves cover the sky. Once Yang Jian entered it, no one hundred and ten people would not find his trace.

Out of Qingmu Town, Yang Jian plunged into the vast mountains without saying a word.

"Damn it! Let this boy run into the deep mountains again!"

"Don't worry, there are many mountains and trees, and he can't run far! Chasing!"

Dozens of killers got into the mountains and forests. The bald and strong man holding a wide-backed sword stood outside the mountain forest and frowned slightly. After a pause, he also chased into the mountain forest.

Although there are not many lush trees in the mountain forest outside Qingmu Town, it is also impossible to see at a glance. Yang Jian flashed deep into it, and a few blinks disappeared.

"Damn, why is that boy gone?"

"It's not hiding somewhere, is it? Search! Search it carefully!"

Dozens of killers searched and chased, but they didn't even find Yang Jian's shadow.

"Didn't this guy say he was a nerd? How can you be so strong?" A strong black-faced man who was nine feet away shouted.

"This boy is very strange. Everyone must be careful. We have several brothers who have died in his hands!" A thin, but twinkling middle-aged man said in a low voice.

"Okay, follow me." At this moment, the bald man with a wide-backed sword said coldly.

"Yes, deputy commander!" Dozens of killers bowed and followed the bald man. The upper body of the bald and strong man wears a leather armor that can only protect the main shoulders and abdomen, which is almost ** the upper body. But when he walked through the mountains and forests, the branches and vines did not leave any trace on him.

The bald-headed man held a wide-back sword, and his eyes flashed cold like eagle's eyes. I don't know what method he used to catch up with Yang Jian's running direction. However, in an hour, he found Yang Jian's figure.

"There it is!" Some of the killers pointed to the front and shouted.

What surprised other killers and puzzled was that Yang Jian was standing on an open space in the mountain forest with a war gun. It looks like it's waiting for them. This time, not only were the dozens of killers surprised and puzzled, but also the bald-headed man's eyes flashed with a trace of surprise.

"Your speed is too slow. I've been waiting for you for a long time." Yang Jian held the gun in his right hand and said coldly to the dozens of killers who surrounded him in the center.

"Kid, it's true that there is a way to heaven, you don't go, and there is no way to hell! Let's see where you're going this time!"

"Damn, let you run away again this time, grandpa and your last name!"

"Stop talking nonsense and kill him first!"

A group of killers scolded Lian Tian and were about to do it.

"slow down." The bald-headed strong man suddenly inserted the wide-backed sword into the ground and shouted loudly. The bald-headed strong man roared, and dozens of killers suddenly lost their temper. They were silent and dared not say another word. The brutality of the bald-headed strong man is famous. Except for the commander, no one dares to provoke him. Once it falls into his hands, he will be crippled if he does not die.

"Yang Jian? I didn't expect you to hide it. Even I almost looked away. The bald-headed strong man loosened the right hand of the knife and slowly walked to Yang Jian, with a cold and piercing voice. The three-meter-long wide-backed sword was inserted into half of the ground by him, and the rocks on the ground were no different from tofu in front of the wide-backed sword.

"Who are you?" Yang Jian's eyes narrowed slightly and asked in a low voice.

"Have you ever heard of the stinging soul?" The bald man looked up and down at Yang Jian and asked coldly.

"Stinging soul? The killer organization stabbed the soul?" A trace of surprise flashed in Yang Jian's eyes. Although Mr. Yang San has been under house arrest since he was a child, he is no stranger to these famous killer organizations in the west.

The killer organization is one of the three killer organizations on the western border of the Dongmu Empire. It is rumored that the soul has been established for a hundred years, and the business they have taken over has never failed in the past hundred years. From ordinary people to top officials and nobles, and even the noble Five-e elements, as long as they are listed as the target of assassination, no one can survive.

In Qingmu Town, and even the western border of the entire Dongmu Empire, it can be said that everyone knows the name of the thorned soul. Even three-year-old children know the horror of the thorn, and the strength of the thorn can be seen.

"Well, I didn't expect that the eldest lady looked up to me so much. Even the famous thorned soul was moved. I'm afraid it cost a lot of money." Yang Jian sneered.

"I don't care how much money the old lady gives me, but as long as I take over the business, I will definitely satisfy the customer." The bald-headed strong man said that there was a flash of murder in his eyes, "So you are going to die today!"

"Hi!"

After saying that, the bald man punched Yang Jian's face. The right fist of the bald man was like a big hammer, and he came to Yang Jian with a buzz. If this punch hits Yang Jian, I'm afraid that the bones will be beaten into several pieces.

"What a fast speed!" Shocked, Yang Jian dodged the punch of the bald and strong man. At the same time, his body was like a top, and he turned behind the bald man.

His right fist was raised high, and Yang Jian didn't want to fight.

The victory or defeat of the master is often only in one thought. In the face of such a master as a bald-headed strong man, Yang Jian did not dare to be careless at all.

"Hmm?" Hearing the buzzing fists behind him, the bald man frowned slightly. He didn't look at it. He turned around and hit his right fist straight behind him.

Pup!

When the fists touched each other, Yang Jian's body only took a few steps back, while the body of the bald man flew backwards. In the first confrontation, it was obvious that Yang Jian was better.

"Jiu Zhuan Yuan Gong" has been cultivated to the realm of strengthening, and Yang Jian's body is already comparable to fine iron. Although the bald and strong man seems to have entangled muscles, he is just a master in the early stage of entry. How can he be compared with Yang Jian?

His body shook, and the bald man almost fell to the ground.

"Yang Jian!"

The bald-headed strong man suddenly turned around, and his eyes suddenly appeared, and there was a trace of blood in his right fist that touched Yang Jian's fist.

"Good! Very good! I haven't felt the pain for a long time, and you have successfully aroused my anger! I will break the bones all over your body and let you die slowly in pain!" The voice of the bald-headed man seemed to be the howl of the evil spirit from the nine secluded hells, which made people shudder all over. The dozens of killers in a circle next to him couldn't help shivering and scolding Yang Jian for how he angered such a killer. You know, when a bald and strong man gets angry, he always doesn't recognize his relatives. He beats him when he sees him, and kills him when he sees him!

"Let's die!"

Yang Jian was too lazy to say anything to this kind of scum. He rubbed his sore right fist, and then punched the bald man.

This time, the bald man knew the strength of Yang Jian's fist and did not dare to fight against him again. In the face of Yang Jian's fierce punch, he dodged and dodged aside.

"Go to hell!" After the bald-headed strong man dodged, his body burst out, his right foot was like a steel whip, and he pumped to Yang Jian's front chest with a buzz.

click!

Yang Jian dodged and dodged, but a thick cypress tree behind him was kicked into two pieces by a bald-headed man.

"The strength of the bald-headed man is extraordinary, and he is a tough stubble. Fortunately, my body has reached the point of turning strong, otherwise I wouldn't be able to hold his foot at all. Looking at the broken cypress trees, Yang Jian was slightly shocked.

"Tighten the yellow dragon!" Avoiding the other party's foot, Yang Jianqi punched the face of the bald and strong man with his right fist. At the same time, his right foot kicked on the ground, his body flew up in the air, and his left foot kicked the left shoulder of the bald man with a buzzing sound.

Punches and feet attack at the same time. I'm afraid that such attack techniques can only be made by Yang Jian, a master who has experienced a lot of battles. I'm afraid others have never seen it. Sure enough, Yang Jian's wonderful move came out, and the bald and strong man immediately got the move. His right hand blocked Yang Jian's right fist, but his body could not avoid the foot that was enough to open the mountain.

click!

The sound of bone fracture was clearly audible, the bald-headed strong man snorted, and his body was kicked away by Yang Jian!

He kicked the bald-headed strong man away, and Yang Jian attacked again without saying a word. Yang Jian knows better than anyone that he wants to kill you when you are sick. He doesn't want to miss such a good opportunity. However, what he didn't expect was that the bald-headed man saw Yang Jian kill again. He endured the pain of broken bones and rolled on the spot and rolled in front of the wide-backed sword.

Qiang!

He pulled up the wide-backed sword with one hand, and the bald-headed strong man shook his hand at Yang Jian with a knife. This knife is of great importance. When the knife falls, the air produces a slight explosion. If he is hit, even if Yang Jian is a copper and iron bone, he can't escape the end of being split in half.