The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 107 Beard

Chen Ning was lying on the cold ground, his eyes were the night sky full of stars, the scene that was originally poetic and picturesque was completely destroyed by the burning pain in his chest, this punch was really fierce.

Xiang Yang restrained his joyful mood, walked to Chen Ning's side, looked at Chen Ning who was seriously injured and fell to the ground, and the dilapidated folding fan one meter away from him.

Slightly pursing his lips, he squatted down, plunged the goose feather knife into the ground, and moved his hands, breaking Chen Ning's hands and feet with great force. For a while, there were loud bangs and Chen Ning's muffled groans.

"I can't think of a scholar who, apart from being flexible and scheming, also has this kind of will. He is a man."

Xiang Yang took off the sleeve arrow from Du Xiucai's arm, took a look, and saw that the device was exquisite and delicate, not like it was made by ordinary craftsmen, no wonder it can penetrate the human body and has such a powerful impact.

Chen Ning was sweating profusely at this time, his gentle and elegant temperament disappeared without a trace, the veins on both sides of his forehead were bulging, his eyes were bulging, like a frog, he was gritting his teeth, holding back his silence, his body twitched , Changing Xiang Yang might not have this kind of willpower.

"How, how, did you see the secret in my fan?"

Du Xiucai gritted his teeth and asked intermittently. His limbs were broken. This kind of pain can only be felt by personal experience. From the momentary sharp pain to the continuous labor pain, the joints are worn out, and the bones are sticking out. Speaking of which, Du Xiucai's willpower can be described as amazing.

"Your bluffing skills are much better than your martial arts skills, and your acupuncture skills are good, but the fan is obviously not right. It is obviously just an ordinary folding fan, but it can fight against my sword made of fine iron without losing the wind. It's no wonder that there is no problem.

It's just that I didn't expect that your folding fan is as delicate as this sleeve arrow. It can be fixed with steel needles as a skeleton, and it can also release hidden weapons in critical moments. "

Xiang Yang did have some admiration for this poisonous scholar. In a real martial arts fight, he was at most on par with Hu Qiang, a powerful and fierce man, or even weaker.

With the arrows in the sleeves, the mechanism in the fan, and the vicious schemes, Xiang Yang can guarantee that if Hu Qiang and Du Xiucai really fight, it will be Hu Qiang who will die, no wonder he can only be the third child.

"Understood, you are very cautious, tell me your purpose, why don't you kill me?"

Chen Ning closed his eyes slightly, tried his best to breathe gently, not to make himself look so embarrassed, and said in a calm tone.

"I want to know where the bearded man is. Tell me, maybe I can plead for you with the magistrate Li of the county government. With your talent and mind, wouldn't it be a pity if you died like this?"

Xiang Yang was full of sincerity, with piercing eyes, staring straight at Chen Ning, without any guilt at all.

"Haha, it's not easy for you to say that I am a person. You look sincere, and what you say is all nonsense. I'm afraid my case files are piled up on the table of your county government. What do you want to live?
But if you want to die yourself, I will not stop you. Go out from the back door of this big house and walk two miles along a spiral mountain road, you will see a cave, and the person you are looking for is there. "

Chen Ning didn't open his eyes, and said with a sneer, although the bearded man had only shot a few times over the years, it left a deep impression on his heart. The martial arts that Xiang Yang showed just now, although powerful, could not be Bearded rival.

While talking, Wang Ying came running with two bloody catchers, and they were all overjoyed when they saw the poisonous scholar Chen Ning lying on the ground. This is a big fish, and they followed closely because they were afraid of movement The person was so shocked that he left, but Xiang Yang had already succeeded.

"Uncle Wang, you came just in time. I'll leave this person to you. I'm going to find the bearded man."

While talking, Xiang Yang left Chen Ning's side, and with the help of the gradually burning fire, he found several steel needles pierced into the trunk of a small tree, tore off a piece of cloth around his waist, wrapped his hands, and pulled them out one by one. Next, put it away carefully.

"Xiaoxiang, let's wait a little longer. The martial arts of the bearded man should not be underestimated. I will go to the gate of the village and call the bow soldiers. No matter how good his martial arts are, he will be shot to death."

Xiang Yang shook his head, he must be looking for the bearded man, this is the task issued by Tianshu.

He is also determined to win the Thirteen Styles of Flying Sand and Walking Stones. This martial art is more attractive than Emei's Golden Top Cotton Palm. It has greatly improved him, because he is a swordsman. With this swordsmanship, his combat power will definitely be improved. .

To put it bluntly, although the Hu family's saber technique is good, it is too upright, combining reality and reality, combining rigidity and softness, and all kinds of saber moves are upright. It is a good thing that he practiced the sword himself.

But the ability to resist pressure is strong, but the ability to win is not good. In other words, Xiang Yang can use this sword technique to fight with people with higher martial arts than him. After grinding, his toughness is amazing, but if he wants to win a decisive victory, win a chance, or kill him instantly Martial arts slightly lower than their own fighters, it is far from enough.

After saying hello to Wang Ying, Xiang Yang used all kinds of supernatural powers and rushed towards the door alone, which made Wang Ying feel anxious, so she gave a few orders to the two policemen beside her, and said hello. Chase Xiang Yang with a knife.

And outside the cave mentioned by the poisonous scholar Chen Ning, a man dressed in black, thin, of medium stature, with a big beard, could only see a pair of clear and bright eyes standing quietly on the dry rock Looking into the distance.

The mountains were deep and densely forested, blocking his sight. He couldn't see the flames clearly, but he could hear loud shouts from time to time. Was it a fight or a carnival?Beard can't tell.

But the bearded man felt a little uneasy in his heart, the night was not deep, it just got dark, it should be just a carnival and dancing as usual, and Chen Ning has always been cautious in handling things, and the arrangements are meticulous, so there will be no major problems.

The bearded man was about to turn back to the cave when his ears moved suddenly, and his bright black eyes were fixed on the only spiral mountain road on the right side of the cave, until he saw a young man wearing a policeman's costume with a long knife in his hand. .

Yes, it is a boy, fifteen or sixteen years old, his stature is already about the same as him, even a little taller, his appearance is reflected in a little light, he is very handsome, of course, the most vigilant thing is the bearded man Xiang Yang's eyes.

There is a saying that the eyes are the windows of the soul. At this moment, Xiang Yang's eyes are burning with murderous intent.

The bearded man also noticed that Xiang Yang's hand holding the knife is very steady, his breathing is continuous, his steps are very light, and the swing of his arms is almost consistent when he walks.

The bearded man couldn't see his face clearly, only his eyes became sharp and vigilant. At this time, the shouts from a distance, and the young policeman with good martial arts in front of him were all telling him the truth, and the government called in.

(End of this chapter)