The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 315 Night Attack
After the meeting ended, Zhou Anmin glanced at Zhang Guangshun without showing any dissatisfaction. Then he glanced at Xiang Yang bitterly, thinking secretly in his heart,

"This person should have practiced the Twelve-Layered Building Zhan Shen Dao by now, and he is on the road of no return. Let him be arrogant for the time being. After a while, the enemy will be eliminated without doing it himself."

Xiang Yang sits in a state of ecstasy, his sense of spirituality is far superior to that of ordinary people, and he feels the deep malice of this person, and he also thinks about it. At the same time, he looks at Zhang Guangyuan happily looking at the female dead soldier sent by the Lin family,

"According to estimates, this woman is not sure that she will hit her with a single blow, so she won't do it immediately. I still have time in the cottage. I can collect the previous mission rewards first, and add two years of internal energy to find the one who killed Zhou Anmin." Chance."

He went down the peak with Zhang Guangshun, returned to his small courtyard, Xiang Yang cleaned up, called the servants back, and stayed alone in the quiet room, sinking his mind into his body, and received the reward from the wordless book about side task five.

Immediately, a group of extremely concentrated aura of heaven and earth poured into Xiang Yang's body, and the Shenzhao Sutra operated spontaneously, peeling off the aura layer by layer and blending it into the true energy, and continued to grow.

At the same time, Shenzhao zhenqi tempered the impurities, wiped away the hidden dangers left by the previous swallowing of the medicine python blood wine and Hanxin pill, and his aura became more stable and vigorous.

After a while, Xiang Yang's eyes opened, warm and moist as jade, there was a divine light shining between Yingying, and his strength improved greatly. It's not far.

Xiang Yang sat upright in the room, his hands bloomed like lotus flowers, from fingers to claws, from claws to palms, and then from palms to fists, his hands turned into illusions, with afterimages, and the sound of gas explosions, several kinds of proficient martial arts were performed , far more powerful than ever before.

"The stronger the skill, the more profound the participation in the research and control of a group of martial arts, but I am quite looking forward to new martial arts."

Xiang Yang withdrew his power and waved his hand out. A gust of wind blew out and threw open the window on one side. The wind gushed out and blew his long hair at the temples, making him feel peaceful in his heart.

Sometimes, Xiang Yang likes to blow the wind after he has practiced hard or when he has made some progress. It is a way to relax.

Although Xiang Yang loves and loves martial arts and regards it as a lifelong pursuit, a human being is not steel. If it is too tight, the string will break sooner or later. Proper rest can eliminate hidden dangers.

At night, in the room where Zhang Guangyuan lived, the garden was full of spring, a man and a woman turned into two worms intertwined, the man was naturally Zhang Guangyuan, and the woman was the killer trained by the Lin family. The character design arouses Zhang Guangyuan's desire to conquer.

The rest of the cottage, some were patrolling up and down in the dark night and cold weather, some gathered in small groups to drink, and some surrounded dozens of people, fighting cock and cricket with each other, it was very lively.

Xiang Yang changed into a dark night suit, with nothing on his back, and jumped out of the courtyard with both hands empty, avoiding the patrolling personnel, and climbing up the mountain all the way, Ti Yunzong showed his unfathomable power under his strong true energy , The mountain roads are like walking on flat ground.

Sixteen horse thieves went up ten routes up the mountain, and Xiang Yang slaughtered Jiang Feng, the leader of the route. In addition, he killed He Qing outside the mountain before, and there were still three places. Xiang Yang was going to choose from the remaining nine routes on the mountain.

"Shen Shijie, the leader of the Whirlwind Thieves, is good at swordsmanship, and has 300 people under him, and he was the first to surrender to Xiaolian Yunzhai.

Fan Yi, the leader of the red scarf bandits, is proficient in palm skills. He has [-] horse bandits under his command, each of them is tough, and more than half of them are wanted criminals who have carried life lawsuits in the government.

Li Yi, Chengjun's original god of arresting the door with the bronze medal, was kicked out seven years ago, and he simply gathered the crowd as a thief. "

The information about these three goals in Xiang Yang's mind slowly flashed across his mind. Xiaoyunshan was full of masters and guarded tightly. If he didn't have a certain degree of certainty and preparation in advance, he would not make a move easily.

"The only thing to worry about is whether or not to kill Zhou Anmin tonight. This person has targeted me so many times, it's hard to swallow his anger. The most important thing is that there is still a martial art called Feixu Jin, which is quite attractive."

The Nine Yin Scriptures are vast and vast, and there are many unique skills in it. This Feixu Jin is one of the martial arts. It can turn the enemy's strong attack power into invisible, and it is a very practical martial art.

"Actually, my ever-changing magic and star shifting are still specious with this Feixu Jin. Even if there is a slight similarity, they are different martial arts after all."

The ever-changing loach burrowing is to vibrate and rotate its own internal power and true energy, so as to relieve the attacking force of others, but it also has a big disadvantage, it can be defended but not attacked. will become mediocre.

Xiang Yang's early martial arts were not yet successful, and he would use this skill to defend. Since his martial arts gradually improved, he seldom used this method of unloading force.

In addition, as the battle turns and the stars move, Xiang Yang is rewarded with tasks for this martial arts. After spending two years participating in research, he gradually realized some ways. It is not about unloading strength, but the kind of force-strengthening similar to Tai Chi. It is different from Feixu Jin and is more clever. .

"Theoretically speaking, I have the ability to move the stars, so I don't need to use the Feixu Jin, but the Nine Yin Manual is the superior martial art of Taoism, and it is enough to rule the roost in the day after tomorrow. There are always subtleties, and it is beneficial and harmless to study it.

What's more, it's easy to learn and difficult to master, maybe you can realize one or two points of truth from this skill, and understand by analogy. "

Xiang Yang has a plan. Since he wants to kill someone, he simply does it cleanly. There are many people who should be killed. Zhou Anmin will die tonight. what?
In fact, Xiang Yang also knew that such a risk was too great. Today, Zhou Anmin had just set him up during the day, and when he met him at night, he was killed. He must be the most suspicious.

But in the same way, the death of these three horse thieves is also a kind of mist bomb. He had a motive for killing Zhou Anmin, but killing these three people is unjustifiable, and it may be confusing.

While thinking, Xiang Yang sneaked into the peak silently with the ladder cloud, and slowly approached the area where the leaders of the horse thieves who had inquired before lived.

In a small courtyard with a single door and a single family, the cold moon sprinkled silver light, and a middle-aged man who was steaming all over his body was practicing martial arts in the courtyard with a long sword in his hand. There was an empty voice.

After practicing for a while, the middle-aged man withdrew his sword posture, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and let out a long sigh. After coming for such a long time, he didn't even see Zhang Guangyuan's face. To be honest, he was a little disappointed, and even more regretful that he passed away so easily. Up the mountain, now there is no turning back.

"Hey, Brother Lu Mingzhen invited me earlier, I was so obsessed with ghosts, I really should be like Xiao Nanshan, wait and see, it's too late now, I just hope that Zhang Guangyuan can keep his promise and give me a seat."

Just as he was entangled in his mind, a black shadow fluttered lightly and fell down from the roof behind without a sound. Shen Shijie felt a chill flash in his heart, his skin seemed to be cut by a sharp knife, and his hair stood on end.

"Who went up the mountain to assassinate me? They are still so silent and have great concealment skills. Could it be that Zhang Guangyuan repented and didn't want to fulfill his promise, but instead wanted to swallow my power?"

Shen Shijie was still thinking about these things, but he suddenly noticed that the falling figure brushed past him, the sword was broken every inch of it, and there was a condensed and vast energy attacking him, which made his body tremble, as if he had been hit hard.

When he wanted to make a move again, the man in black was already close to him, swung his arms, pressed down with his palm, and the soft and fine palm force exploded, directly killing Shen Shijie, his body fell to the ground, but it was like a goose feather floating down, No sound.

"This man's martial arts far surpasses mine. Is it Zhang Guangyuan or Zhang Guangshun?"

Before he died, Shen Shijie still thought that Xiaolian Yunzhai was going to take his life, but he didn't know that he guessed wrong from the beginning to the end.

In this way, the leader of one of the horse thieves couldn't even call for help, so he was instantly killed by Xiang Yang, which shows how powerful his martial arts are today.

(End of this chapter)