The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 213 Xiang Yang is fierce
Unlike Yan Wujiang, Feng Han and Xiaolian Yunzhai who were surprised and feared, Luo Qi, Wangtong and others were extremely excited.

Because Xiang Yang's hand, compared with yesterday, is another realm, enough to defeat the crowd with one, and with their assistance from the side, he has the strength to fight the opponent.

After killing Bao Chun, who was so sissy and disgusting to himself, Xiang Yang's murderous intent never eased, and he turned his attention to Monk Fujing and the Shen brothers.

Without saying a word, under the continuous blessing of Zixia's internal energy, the magical movements under her feet moved like the wind, and she arrived in front of the three horses in an instant, and the long knife flew up like a gust of wind. One against three.

"The little thief is rampant, Shen Peng Shen Li, take him down together, bring him back to Xiaolian Yunzhai and hand it over to the village owner."

Fu Jing's smiling face finally turned livid, and the short, fat man who was originally as friendly as Maitreya, changed his expression like this, and directly became a terrifying and ferocious villain.

With bloodshot eyes, he exhaled and shouted, and swept his right hand wearing a knuckle across his chest, directly blocking the saber in front of him.

The Shen brothers also drew their swords out of their sheaths long before Fujing made a sound, and at the same time stretched forward, using the technique of combined swords and swords, to hold Xiang Yang's supreme magical skill of subduing demons with pearls hidden under the shadow of the sword, and a burst of smoke and dust was blown up.

In this fight between the four, Xiang Yang fought one against three. Although he was a bit reluctant, he also forced the horses under the crotch of the three of them. His own meridians were turbulent, but he improved instantly, and there was no abnormality, which made Xiang Yang lose his mind for a moment. .

"This is Yijin forging bones? Okay, okay, the me today is no longer the me of yesterday, and it's nothing more than reborn."

With a thought in Xiang Yang's mind, he realized that not only his aptitude had improved, but also his own physique had also changed. The counter-shock force, which was so difficult to bear, was no longer able to affect him. This improvement in strength, It is simply inestimable.

Amidst the excitement, Xiang Yang stepped on the foot, blowing up the foot-high dirt and grass, and his body flew towards the retreating Fu Jing and Shen brothers, with a knife in his right hand and a claw in his left hand. Without any hesitation, he used all his strength to kill three people.

Luo Qi, Wang Tong, Hao Chengxi and Twelve saw that Xiang Yang was so brave, they also aroused their aggressive hearts, and they approached Feng Hanyan Wujiang, because they fought alone, or besieged one person occasionally, but they were evenly matched. It's a lot of fun, and it's hard to tell the winner in a short time.

While the crowd was fighting, Cheng Yun's expression changed, and the bay red horse under his crotch stepped back, hiding among the horse thieves watching the battle. If the situation was not good, he would flee at any time.

And among the horse thieves, there was a young man with an immature face, who only looked rough and fierce with makeup, rubbed the machete in his hand, his eyes were burning, staring at Xiang Yang, who was hitting three and three.

Fujing was originally a direct disciple of a temple in Cheng County, but his six roots were unclean, he had evil thoughts in his heart, he committed a serious crime, was wanted by the government, fled across the county to Yanxi, and joined Xiaolian Yunzhai.

He is also considered a master, with a lock-throat grasping hand combined with the masculine internal force of Buddhism, his power is not bad, and because he has spent a long time in fighting, he is also very experienced in fighting. Generally speaking, people with similar martial arts are not him. opponent.

However, he felt extremely depressed at this time. Xiang Yang, who was fighting with him, used his one-handed dragon claw to touch the knuckles in his hand. Instead of being suppressed, he repeatedly forced back his attacks, making him in a dilemma .

The Shen brothers almost felt the same way. Xiang Yang had the Yanling saber in his hand, the saber was as fast as the wind, and the saber moves were exquisite and nimble. They all had faint internal injuries.

Xiang Yang's martial arts performance is much stronger than yesterday, and the more he hits, the more smooth the internal force of Zixia in the meridians is moving, and it is concentrated in the dragon's claw of the left hand, and the energy is bursting out, the hook and claw are like iron, and the power is majestic;
Between the sword moves, the Zixia internal force contained in the body of the Yanling Saber was also getting thicker and thicker, almost becoming a tide, overwhelming, and it was really hard to resist.

After thirty moves, the swords in the hands of the Shen brothers were blown away at the same time, they all spurted a mouthful of blood, their internal organs were seriously injured, Fu Jing's knuckles were also pushed into pieces by the dragon claw hand, and the shoulder of his left hand was buckled. There were five blood holes, blood gurgling out, and his face was pale.

Different from the paleness and fright of these three people, Xiang Yang was in high spirits, his facial features were shrouded in a layer of purple, his skin was slightly reddened by the agitation of blood energy, but it was more delicate, and there was a flash of lightning between his eyes opening and closing. , extremely powerful.

"It's been a long time. At least half of the credit for this battle is above this martial art. It's just a bug."

Xiang Yang couldn't help being shocked by the strength of this school's martial arts. This time in the battle with the Fujing Shen brothers, he almost used ruthless moves, but only stimulated [-]% of his true energy and inner strength.

The remaining [-]% is to rely on the internal energy of the three Fujingshen brothers to attack him, and to combine their own energy to attack the enemy. With Zixia's internal strength alone, it is difficult to achieve this level.

And this is just the result of his superficial comprehension. If he cultivates it to the peak level, this martial art alone is enough to gain a great reputation in the day after tomorrow.

Xiang Yang won the battle with one enemy and three counterattacks. This scene was also seen by Lu Hu, Yan Wujiang, Feng Han and others who were still fighting hard, and they were all terrified.

Especially Yan Wujiang and Lu Hu are still thinking in their hearts, yesterday's Xiang Yang definitely does not have today's combat strength and martial arts, could it be that he was hiding his clumsiness earlier and showing weakness to them?
The purpose is to use all tricks and take advantage of the situation to wipe them all out?If this is the case, I am afraid that the God Catcher has murderous intentions against them long ago, and this is just a setup.

But if you think about it carefully, you can't stand the scrutiny. If you really want to catch them all, there should be a large army to support them. Where are there only two or three big cats and kittens?

But no matter what, the plan to attack and kill the God-Catching Sect failed, and they had no way out, either they would follow Feng Han and become bandits, or they would be arrested by the God-Catching Sect and beheaded at another day.

"No, Xiang Yang is fierce, everyone retreat quickly."

Yan Wujiang was the most shrewd, he forced back Luo Qi's plum blossom fist with one claw, kicked his foot, got on his horse, and was about to fly away.

Xiang Yang's complexion remained unchanged, and he took out a string of Buddhist beads from his arms, and turned them slowly. After three seconds, the lead wire broke.

Xiang Yang is blessed with the soul, his hands are as skillful as playing a pipa, Zixia's true energy is concentrated, and instantly bursts out eight Buddhist beads, each of which is rustling like a shooting star and fierce like thunder and fire, arousing strong wind and air currents.

Yan Wujiang is also a master, with long eyes behind his back, he rolled up a thick knife from the side of the horse's belly, he was lucky with the knife, he slashed horizontally and vertically, and knocked down six of them, but his strength rebounded, and the corner of his mouth was bleeding.

The seventh Buddhist bead hit Yan Wujiang's heart, making his desperate eyes darken instantly. It hit his body, causing blood holes to explode, and his heart was shattered into bloody mud.

The eighth bead exploded in mid-air, causing Xiang Yang to frown slightly, and then stretched out.

If this is the entry level of the ability of Dingzhu Conquering Demons and Supreme Gods, it is already amazing, so why ask for more?

(End of this chapter)