The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 372 Three Visitors
It has been four months since the battle between Xiang Yang and Huang Lang, and three months since Xiang Yang has cultivated into a weakened version of three-point return to vitality. The sky in October is exceptionally cool, even with the red sun shrouded in it, the air-conditioning is still swishing Whoosh.

In the small courtyard, Xiang Yang was sitting on a wicker chair, swaying, holding a roll of the knife manual that he had traced in his hand to watch. The three qis in his body were united in a steady stream, and the palpitating ball-shaped true qi grew stronger.

On the side of the wicker chair, the tourmaline knife was out of its sheath and stuck on the ground, trembling faintly. As long as Xiang Yang thought, the knife would be taken back by Qi at any time and turned into an unparalleled sharp blade to help him kill the enemy.

After looking at it for a while, Xiang Yang put down the knife manual, and with a push in his hand, the pieces of paper turned into paper powder and scattered in every corner of the yard with the wind.

But he didn't get up, just looked at the front of the yard, front left, front right, three directions, and smiled,
"It's such a joy to have friends coming from afar. The three of you have been here for more than an hour. You have neither murderous intent nor malice. Why don't you come in and have a cup of tea? Xiang is a hospitable person and will not neglect you."

Xiang Yang's words came out, the sound was faint, and it only echoed within a foot of space outside the courtyard. The true energy was attached to the sound waves, and there was a dark wind that followed the sound. The roar of the dark wind in the ghost prison was no longer limited to the original, but integrated into daily life .

The three people outside the courtyard had been hiding quietly and confronting each other. When they heard this, there was an echo from the sky in their ears, and they were sweating. It turned out that their whereabouts had been discovered early in the morning.

Among the three men, one is a big-bodied, round-shouldered man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a dense beard. He looks to be in his 30s and is dressed in a police uniform.

There is another person about 20 years old, young and handsome, with a romantic temperament, the short shirt looks extremely capable, and an iron strap is wrapped around his waist, with waves and water patterns.

The last person is a woman, who is still Xiang Yang's old acquaintance, the Fire Worship Sect Rainbu killer who once plotted to murder him, and the wife of Lao Li next door, but she has disappeared for a long time.

The three of them didn't come from the same place, but they came to Xiang Yang's door at the same time, each with their own scruples, so they didn't knock on the door for a long time, and the three of them were relieved until Xiang Yang opened his mouth.

Pushing open the door, the bearded policeman was the first to enter. The young man and the Zoroastrian female killer entered side by side, keeping a distance from each other.

At this time, Xiang Yang was still lying on the rattan chair, looking at the three of them, some information flashed in his heart, and he soon knew the origin of the three of them, and he was puzzled.

This first bearded man is one of the yamen catchers of the Qingjiang Prefecture, who is in charge of the [-] counties and towns in the southern part of the city. His name is Deng Chunjue. His martial arts are not bad, and he will be close to the realm of letting out his true energy. It's a pity It's still a little short of heat.

If it is in the God Catchment Gate, that is, the level of the bronze medal arrester, in the government office, it is one of the real power arresters second only to the chief arrester, and its status and reputation are very loud.

Before Xiang Yang confronted Vulcan's lineage, although his martial arts were much higher than this person's, his reputation was less than one-tenth of his. The two also had several exchanges.

This second person is young, only in his 20s, but he has already broken through his true energy and released his strength. He looks like a young hero.

It's just that with a hasty glance, Xiang Yang has already seen that this person's innocence is vain and his foundation is uncertain, but he used the elixir treasure to break through the level, and his cultivation is limited, so he doesn't take it seriously at all.

Looking at his appearance, Xiang Yang had never seen him before, but the iron ring around his waist and the mercury-shaped belt showed his identity. He was a member of the Dajiang League, but he didn't know which gang he was.

The third Xiang Yang recognized him, but pretended not to have seen him before. This person is a subordinate of the Fire Worship Cult, the Rain Master. The Fire Worship Cult is a rat crossing the street. Kill this woman.

"Hurry up Xiang, it's been a long time. When you fought Huang Lang, Deng also went to watch. I don't know how the injury is? Is there a serious problem?

There is a panacea in our house, which can help you recover from your injuries and replenish your vitality. The master of the house ordered me to bring a bottle of Huiyuan Pill, and I hope that the arrester will take it quickly. "

After saying this, Xiang Yang knew that Deng Chunjue came on behalf of Qingjiang Mansion Master, but he was from the God Catchment Sect. He didn't know what the Mansion Master's intention was, so he didn't accept it. He just nodded and signaled him not to speak yet.

Turning his head to look at the young man, he also showed a smiling face, quite kind, and also revealed a sandalwood box from his cuff, the size of a plate, and said with a smile,
"Zuo Xiaopeng, from Xiajinsha's gang, came to meet the arrester Xiang under the order of his father Zuo Chuansha. It's a mere gift, which is not a respect."

Xiang Yang suddenly realized that there are 63 gangs in the Dajiang League, and there are two in the Qingjiang Mansion. One is the Black Dragon Society. When he was in Hezhang County, he killed several masters of the Black and Red Society, and finally assassinated Liu Jilai because of his greed .

The other is the Jinsha Gang, the leader of the gang, Zuo Chuansha, is also a well-known old master. No wonder this Zuo Xiaopeng can have a spiritual creature to help him break through at a young age. It turns out that he is the second generation ancestor.

But what this kid said was not true, if he was really ordered to visit, he must be trying to win him over, how could he be alone?

Either this kid is presumptuous, or he has a deeper purpose to see him, but now there are others around, so he didn't say it.

However, Xiang Yang did not expose him, his face was colorless, and he took the sandalwood box in Zuo Xiaopeng's hand to play with. Unlike the official status of the palace master, the gangs in the rivers and lakes could not make him jealous, so he had less scruples many.

Open it and look, a complete herbaceous plant with whitish roots and red branches and leaves is lying in it, and the two people beside the young man exclaimed softly, "Zhexuezhi?"

This is a panacea that grows in an extremely harsh environment. It has few effects, only one. It can increase bone marrow, change the innate root bone, and have an amazing hematopoietic ability.

Zhexue, Zhezi means folding, it makes the blood as thick as lead and mercury, and uses the power of herbal medicine to achieve some effects that can only be obtained by practicing special martial arts. Someone once bought a plant at a price of 20 taels, but the result was nothing.

Xiang Yang smiled, closed the wooden box, gently pushed it back into Zuo Xiaopeng's arms, shook his head and said,

"Although Zhexuezhi is precious, it is useless to me. Just take it back."

The three of them were all shocked when they heard the words. They all knew that Xiang Yang's martial arts were very powerful, but they didn't expect that the elixir such as Zhexuezhi would be useless to him. How strong should this innate talent be?
No wonder he has such martial power at such a young age, not to mention his heritage, this person himself is a rare genius, a genius.

Xiang Yang secretly said, he has the ability to forge muscles and strengthen bones, and he also has the skill of Dama Golden Knife Pile. With a great love, he will not fall into the quagmire.

Zuo Xiaopeng took back the wooden box, forced a smile, and then looked at the woman beside him, wondering what gift she could offer.

Xiang Yang also set his eyes on the female killer to see what tricks she had to play, and saw the woman pull out a letter from the bulging chest, handed it to Xiang Yang, and then said nothing.

Xiang Yang didn't know if there was any fraud, so he didn't answer it, but let her put it on the ground. After thinking for a while, he went into the room, found a pair of gloves, put them on his hands, and then returned to the wicker chair, opened the letter and read it. .

This scene fell into the eyes of Deng Chunjue and Zuo Xiaopeng. Although they were curious, they unconsciously stayed away from the female killer. Xiang Yang had to be careful, which showed that it was not a good thing.

"Go away, I won't agree to this matter, and don't send anyone to see me again, or don't blame me for being cruel."

Xiang Yang read the letter, snorted coldly, and tore the glove and the letter into shreds, turning them into ashes without leaving a trace. The Zoroastrians took it for granted.

(End of this chapter)