C16 Is the 7th Revolution Very Powerful?

Duomu heard their conversation from far away. He immediately signaled Xiaojiu to stop talking and put his ear to the door. He quietly listened to their conversation.

Of course, Duomu had also heard Zhao Yang talking about how he wanted to beat them up. When he heard this, a trace of coldness flashed across Duomu's eyes.

"He's here."

Duomu signaled Xiaojiu with his eyes. Xiaojiu understood what he meant and immediately got into position, ready to launch a sneak attack at any time.

The door creaked and the door on the second floor slowly opened. Zhao Yang and the other two entered the factory on the second floor.

After the three of them came in, Zhao Yang looked around and found that the only people on the second floor were the Soul Clan who were on the conveyor belt. They all turned their heads and stared at the three of them. There were no other ghosts.

Zhao Yang was a little impatient. "Why are these trash looking at us? It's disgusting. It's so damn unlucky. There is no one here who is suspicious like you said!" Zhao Yang was very cautious when he was looked at by the Soul Clan, so he didn't want to stay any longer.

He waited for half a day and found no one to respond. He was already uncomfortable, but now he was even angrier. "I'm asking you a question. Are you pretending to be a ghost when you don't answer?"

"Are you talking about these people?"

A sudden voice suddenly sounded in his ear. In an instant, Zhao Yang felt the hair on his body stand up. His heart felt like it was being pulled hard, and he turned his head around in an instant.

He looked closely and saw two unfamiliar young men, a man and a woman, standing behind him. At this moment, no one was carrying two things in their hands. He took a closer look. It was the two bootlickers who had followed him.

At this moment, the two lackeys were rolling their eyes and drooling. They directly fainted in the hands of these two unfamiliar youngsters. Furthermore, these two people each carried one of his two lackeys. They were thrown out like trash, and their bodies flew a few meters away as if they were weightless.

Zhao Yang almost cursed out loud. F * ck, those were two people. They just flew away. If the man didn't say anything, why was the cute little loli beside him so strong?

Furthermore, when they knocked out those two lackeys, they didn't make a single sound. It was clear that they had lost consciousness in an instant. Zhao Yang was worried. These two had been sucking up to him all this time. Therefore, he more or less knew about their strength. That hoarse voice had the strength of a peak Star Dust Stage Fourth Cycle. And that sharp voice even had the strength of a Star Dust Stage Fifth Cycle. Although it had just broken through not long ago, Although he was only at the early stage, he was still at the Fifth Transformation realm. The strength of these two weren't weak, they had surpassed most of the guards in black. They had quite a reputation among the guards in black.

But these two fellows were actually killed without making a single sound behind him?

Even with his Seventh Cycle of the Star Dust Stage strength, he might not be able to do it perfectly without making a single sound.

As the captain of the guards in black, everyone in the team had seen Zhao Yang before, but they had never seen this man and woman before. Therefore, the identities of these two men were obvious.

These thoughts were spoken slowly, but it was actually Zhao Yang who had thought of them in an instant. Zhao Yang immediately jumped back and distanced himself from Duomu and Xiaojiu. He folded his fists and was ready to fight at any time.

Duomu saw how fast this guy reacted. A trace of pity flashed in his eyes. "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have pretended to knock you out."

"You intruders, who are you? What is your purpose in coming to our factory?"

Zhao Yang stared at Duomu closely, watching their every move with a tensed mind. He was afraid that these two guys would launch a sneak attack again.

"Who is it? Hehe, the one who beat the shit out of you!" Duomu originally looked harmless, but when he said the last four words, his eyes flashed with an ominous glint. He instantly rushed forward and kicked Zhao Yang in the face.

The speed of this kick was so fast that even when he was staring at Zhao Yang, he didn't notice it. By the time he reacted, the kick had already landed on his face.

With a bang, the kick landed solidly on Zhao Yang's face. Even Zhao Yang's body slipped due to the powerful force of this kick. It was only after sliding a few meters that Zhao Yang managed to stabilize his body.

Zhao Yang felt his face turn cold at this moment. This kick had actually caused him to die. His nose was bleeding profusely as it dripped onto the ground.

When Zhao Yang saw his nosebleed, he immediately flew into a rage. He felt that he had suffered a great humiliation. Today, he had actually let a little brat die. This was simply a great humiliation!

Zhao Yang's face was hideous, and his teeth were about to break. "Kid, you actually dared to sneak attack me. Today, don't even think about going back alive. I will let you know the terror of a Seventh Cycle of the Star Dust Stage!"

"Seven revolutions?" Duomu squinted his eyes. He didn't even look at him just now. He was even scratching his ears. He raised his hand and flicked his ear. Then, he calmly looked up at Zhao Yang, who was about to explode in anger, and said with disdain, "Is he very powerful?"

Zhao Yang almost spat out blood when he heard that. His face instantly turned red. He was a Seven Star Rotation martial artist. He was respected by countless people wherever he went. Even Ording had to be polite to him when he saw him. He had never been humiliated like this.

Zhao Yang shouted out explosively. Dark energy surged out from his body. His clothes fluttered without any wind. The strength of a Seventh Cycle of the Star Dust Stage warrior was revealed in an instant. A powerful pressure rushed straight to Duomu's face.

Zhao Yang clenched his fists, then he clenched his fists and collided with Duomu in front of him.

Ding!

When his fists collided with each other, a crisp metallic sound was heard. At the same time, Duomu saw that Zhao Yang's fists had turned pure black after the collision.

Zhao Yang revealed a ferocious smile, "Kid, from now on, you will be responsible for your ignorance. How dare you insult me? I think you are tired of living!"

"Do you want to fight or not? Why are you talking so much nonsense?! Duomu rolled his eyes and said impatiently.

Zhao Yang, who was about to say a few more words, felt like he had eaten sh * t. The last few words he thought of were especially imposing. He was forcefully pushed back by Duomu.

Zhao Yang took a few deep breaths and tried hard to calm down his thoughts of tearing Duomu into pieces. Without wasting any more time, the dark aura gathered on his calf. His muscles tensed up and he exerted force on his legs. With a bang, two small holes were created on the ground by Zhao Yang's powerful force. At the same time, Zhao Yang's speed instantly increased. His dark fist was like a missile as it rushed towards Duomu. The fist was aimed at Duomu's face!

"Steel Hammer!"

At this moment, all the Soul Clan members around turned their heads away. If this punch landed on their bodies, they would definitely be smashed into pieces, let alone Duomu, who was made of flesh and blood. None of the Soul Clan could bear to see Duomu crushed into meat paste, so they didn't dare to continue watching.

"Kid, this time... Let's see how you sneak up on me. " Bang! "Zhao Yang could already imagine the scene of blood splattering everywhere. He would deal with the girl next to him after dealing with this annoying guy. That girl looked really pretty.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yang couldn't help but swallow his saliva. At the same time, Zhao Yang's fist touched Duomu's body.

Bang!

Zhao Yang heard a loud sound and immediately beamed with joy. "Let's turn into meat paste!"

"Sigh!

Zhao Yang suddenly felt his feet become light and he felt weightless.

"What's going on?" Zhao Yang was confused. Why do I feel like I'm flying?

Zhao Yang did not understand what was going on. In the next moment, he felt like the world was spinning around him.

Zhao Yang's body flew out of his control. It was the same way he spun while flying.