"snort!"
Li Yang sneered, his legs trembled, his muscles quivered, and an astonishing force spread from his calves to his thighs. His thighs trembled, his waist tightened, and his buttocks clenched. He then sprang up from his seat with amazing speed and imposing momentum, and with a palm strike that gathered all his strength, he struck the blocking steel pipe.
The steel pipe shattered instantly, like paper, but the elbow's force remained undiminished, slamming into the driver's shoulder.
With a sharp crack, the driver screamed in agony as his shoulder blade shattered.
squeaky...
The taxi wobbled and lost control.
Li Yang snorted coldly, without even unleashing his inner strength. His martial arts had simply reached the Transformation Realm, with inner strength filling his entire body. Although it didn't have the power of a Dan-emerging master who could collapse houses and break trees with a single sway, it was still quite astonishing.
Another slap landed on the driver's face without hesitation.
The "driver," gripped by excruciating pain and terror, flew uncontrollably into the air; the force of that palm strike was immense.
"Crack..."
"Splash..."
The car window shattered, and the fake driver, curled up like a cat, squeezed out of the window, landing with a thud and tumbling out.
Li Yang also darted out like a cat, stretching out his legs and landing easily.
The taxi lost control and crashed into the roadbed with a loud bang. This was a remote mountain road, and the roadbed groaned in pain. The shoddy construction was indeed unacceptable; almost instantly, the taxi smashed through the guardrail and headed straight down the mountain.
The "driver" was lying on the ground, barely able to breathe, having been instantly defeated by Li Yang.
The lights were dazzling, making the pitch-black night exceptionally conspicuous and glaring. Two cars sped towards Li Yang, moving at breakneck speed and kicking up a gust of wind and dust.
"Holy crap, is this trying to kill me?" Li Yang squinted, then suddenly shook the ground. The ground trembled slightly, and Li Yang shot up two or three meters into the air. The first BMW rushed past him, and Li Yang began to fall.
The second Hummer quickly slowed down, but its speed was still astonishing.
Squeak...
The BMW slammed on the brakes, the car grazed the railing slightly, and came to a stop without serious injury.
The Hummer followed suit, slamming on the brakes and suddenly slowing down as it passed Li Yang's feet.
Accelerate the sinking.
"snort"
Li Yang snorted coldly, took a deep breath, tightened his waist and lifted his buttocks, bent his legs, and suddenly did a somersault, head down and feet up, with his palms pressing down like Mount Tai.
Snap!
boom!
Stone chips tumbled and rolled.
The tire exploded.
Like a toothless tiger, the Land Rover exhaled a breath and collapsed to the ground with a thud, leaving a large dent in the roof, as if a pair of handprints had been branded onto it.
Li Yang rolled over and landed easily.
Sun Jian brought three men into the BMW. They looked fierce and arrogant!
The Land Rover was in trouble during production. Li Yang could tell there were three people in it. The driver was in better condition; the roof of the car hadn't broken his neck.
The two people in the back seat were in a much worse state. Although their necks weren't broken, they were huddled together, covered in blood and looking extremely disheveled. Judging from the curve of their bent arms, they were clearly not unharmed either.
In a single exchange, Li Yang struck with lightning speed, instantly taking down almost half of their fresh troops before easily clapping his hands and landing on the ground.
"Beard, leopard, pistol..."
The three people who got out of the BMW stared at the Land Rover in shock and exclaimed in surprise.
"I'm fine!" The driver struggled to climb out through the shattered windshield, his face contorted in pain, as if he wasn't feeling well.
Li Yang sneered. Beating a drowning dog was one of his hobbies. He took a small step forward, then suddenly took a big step, grabbed the driver by the hair, and dragged him out like a corpse. With a sudden lift, he easily lifted the muscular man, who weighed over 100 pounds but was nearly 200 pounds, with one arm. He then flung him in the air, let go, and ignoring the man's screams, slapped him on the stomach.
"Wow--"
The driver suddenly vomited, it smelled awful, and he almost threw up his dinner from the night before.
It landed with a thud, splattering onto its own vomit—it was disgusting. Like a snake without bones, it wriggled and twisted on the ground, unable to get up, and instantly lost all fighting ability.
"leopard--"
One person cried out in alarm. But it was too late. This leopard wasn't a golden leopard; it didn't possess the abilities of a golden leopard and was completely crippled. Its intestines were probably ripped out as well.
"Li Yang—you're too ruthless!" The three people who got out of the BMW instantly took their positions, surrounding Li Yang in a delta shape. The man facing Li Yang said in a gloomy tone.
"Am I ruthless? If I showed even the slightest mercy right now, wouldn't I be the one lying on the ground groaning?" Li Yang sneered.
"Li Yang! Do you know who we are? How dare you use such ruthless methods?" the leading man said in a deep voice.
"I don't care who you are!" Li Yang said with a sneer.
"Zhang Gao, the leader of the Three Emperors Cannon Fist School in the capital!" the leading man said, clasping his hands in greeting.
"Elder Huo Simin!"
"Elder Liu Changhe!"