The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 520
After seeing Xiang Yang in an unsatisfactory state in a life-and-death confrontation with Longxiang Tutuo, he still has such fighting power, defeating a strong like Wang Lun with just a few knives, Zheng Chaohua fell into despair for the first time.

"This kind of martial arts, this kind of martial arts, is talented. No wonder the young master wants to kill him. In ten years, I am afraid that his generation will not even see his shadow."

Zheng Chaohua is a master of Chengjun. Luohua Swordsman had a small reputation ten years ago, and he has seen many masters. Xiang Yang is definitely not the strongest one, but he is definitely the youngest one among the strong ones.

Youth is the greatest capital, youth has unlimited possibilities, and what is even more frightening is that this young man has reached a level that most warriors can hardly achieve in their lifetime.

Xiang Yang defeated Wang Lun with a saber, without stopping for a moment, turned around and sprinted towards Zheng Chaohua, his big hands rushed out, Jianglong's palm strength faltered, Zheng Chaohua's broken sword stagnated half a foot in front of his palm, and then the sword body cracked, only What's left is usually shattered.

"waste."

Without losing his palm, Xiang Yang lightly pressed Zheng Chaohua's chest, like a lover's caress. The next moment, Zheng Chaohua flew upside down, and before his eyes went dark, he only heard these two words from the other party's mouth.

Zheng Chaohua's cultivation is only nine to ten serious, and his true energy is really mediocre. Although his swordsmanship is good, it is far from being comparable to Xiang Yang. Even if it weren't for the dragon elephant Tutuo, he would have fought Xiang Yang head-on. None of the qualifications.

In this way, when the five people came, all four of them fell to the ground except Longxiang Toutuo who lost a finger and left, and Zhou Youheng would never have a chance to stand up.

Xiang Yang was not in a hurry, wiped the tourmaline knife carefully on his sleeve, and turned to walk towards Zhou Youheng and Feng Wuya, causing Feng Wuya, who had a nervous breakdown, to cry and shake like chaff, and kowtowed to Xiang Yang again and again, even the king Lun couldn't bear to look directly.

"Xiang Shaoxia, no, Grandpa Xiang, Wu Ya is convinced, he is convinced, and he will never dare to think about it again. As long as you let me go, I am willing to hide my name and never set foot in the rivers and lakes..."

What is it like to be alone in despair?Will there be peace between life and death, or hysteria?

In fact, there is no conclusion at all, because it is still an old saying that people are different.

For someone who can write a heroic and free-spirited poem like "I smile to the sky from the sword and go to the Kunlun" before going to the execution ground, death is really nothing in front of such people, because their spiritual will has surpassed life and death. I deeply admire this kind of person.

Some people are like Feng Wuya. Life is precious. The so-called dignity, love, glory, family affection, and even everything must be compromised, and anything can be done.

Xiang Yang was very disappointed, Feng Wuya showed him the ugly side of human nature, since he dared to kill him, why wasn't he already prepared to die?
"Don't worry, I won't kill you, whether you're acting or not, I won't kill you, because someone else will kill you.

Wang Lun, since you and Feng Wuya are senior brothers, you must have a deep relationship, so I leave it to you to kill him, and I might consider letting you go."

Xiang Yang looked indifferent, he had given Feng Wuya a chance to live, but unfortunately the other party didn't cherish it, it was absolutely impossible to let him go this time, of course, killing people can also pay attention to methods and methods.

If he made a move, it would inevitably make the Four Elephant Sect unhappy. If someone from the Four Elephant Sect did it, it would be different. He just watched the show from the beginning to the end, and didn't make a move.

"Xiang Yang, you"

Feng Wuya knelt down in front of Xiang Yang and raised his head suddenly.

The scar covered the entire face, and it was faintly blood-red because of the surging qi and blood. The hands that were hanging on the ground firmly grasped a handful of wet soil, and threw it together with the weeds at Xiang Yang. Get away from here.

It's a pity that in front of Xiang Yang, these small tricks are really useless. The thumb and forefinger shot out a sharp knife at the same time, piercing through Feng Wuya's legs, tearing flesh, meridians, and bones, and the person fell in mid-air. How can a person escape without a leg?

"Xiang Yang, is what you said true? I'm afraid I didn't kill Junior Brother Feng, you want Zheng Chaohua to kill me, and then you kill him yourself?"

Wang Lun just had his Qi veins blocked and suffered some minor injuries. He stood up at this moment and looked at Xiang Yang with a sneer on his lips. It is really a good method and a good idea to kill people without karma.

It has to be said that Wang Lun is indeed extremely intelligent, he guessed what Xiang Yang was thinking, and even Zheng Chaohua's face was pale, so sinister.

"Okay, smart people are really smart people, and the background of the Four Elephant Sect is really extraordinary, since you have seen through it, it must be difficult to realize.

So to put it another way, kill Feng Wuya, hand over all your knowledge, and I can let you go, what is the condition? "

Without thinking about it at all, Wang Lun directly picked up the soft sword blade on the ground and walked to Feng Wuya who was dripping with cold sweat from the pain.

Facing Feng Wuya's pleading look, a trace of grimness appeared on his ugly face. With one stroke, a fountain of blood sprayed out from Feng Wuya's neck, and he lost his breath after a while. .

The friendship between the two in the Four Elephants Sect has always been good, especially after Feng Wuya was disfigured by Xiang Yang, Wang Lun empathized with him and took good care of him, but the friendship is just friendship after all, not to the point of life and death.

To die together, or to die with each other, in the choice of my life, Wang Lun made the choice that is most beneficial to him.

In addition, killing the same door, betraying the teacher and handing over martial arts, mastering these two handles, as long as Wang Lun is not an idiot, he will never be in trouble with Xiang Yang, and the person who can guess Xiang Yang's mind is definitely not an idiot.

Xiang Yang showed a smile, patted the slightly wrinkled clothes, and sat cross-legged facing Wang Lun, with a straight back and an elegant posture, with a tourmaline knife placed across his legs, indicating that Wang Lun could start the next transaction.

Seeing Xiang Yang like this, Wang Lun followed suit, and felt a little strange. At this time, the other party changed from the ferocity or cunning before, but instead had a pure and enthusiastic, contradictory person.

But at this moment, his life was hanging by a thread, so he didn't dare to be negligent, and said,

"I have learned a lot, but the Suzaku Burning Heaven Jue is the most important, and the rest are Fire Feather Kung Fu, Jin Ling Jin, Weeping Willow Soft Sword..."

Zheng Chaohua fell on the weeds, the clothes on his chest were torn by force, his palm prints turned blue, his internal organs were in pain, and an extremely domineering and powerful zhenqi entrenched in him, emitting a chilly aura like ice all the time. It is a means of turning gas into ice, and is most suitable for banning.

But even though he was so seriously injured, Zheng Chaohua couldn't help but listen carefully when he heard Wang Lun's words.

The Four Elephants Sect has a great reputation, and the unique skills in the sect are astonishing. There will always be one or two innate experts in several generations. He is also very greedy. Even if he has no chance to practice again, it is good to listen to it.

It has to be said that although Zheng Chaohua's martial arts are not very good, his heart for martial arts is still very good. At least in this situation, he still does not forget martial arts. Few people can do it, so he can barely be regarded as a martial artist.

Xiang Yang also glanced at him, and nodded secretly, so that he could save him from suffering when he did it.

(End of this chapter)