The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 528
Sending Wang Ling away, Xiang Yang stood alone in the courtyard, thinking carefully about the things related to the Dragon Envoy and Meng Feiyang. Using the news channel of God's Catchment, it may not be realistic to find these two people, otherwise they would have been arrested a long time ago. Caught in a dungeon.

This has nothing to do with the channel of the news, just like the Shenchuangmen and many Jianghu forces can't even touch Shitang's Mao, the other party is a master of masters.

"Perhaps, it's time to find Yubu, who is rooted in Qingjiang Mansion. Yushi is also a high-ranking member of the Fire Worship Sect, and he said that it is impossible to find Meng Feiyang with him.

Or maybe they don't trust me, so they can transfer the Fire Mist Iron Token from the Rain Master to Meng Feiyang. My purpose is only to complete the unlimited task. "

Project Central only wants to use the three years of experience in the Illusory Secret Realm to perfect the magical skill he created. Among them, the magical skill of the silkworm is inseparable, so the task cannot be delayed.

As for Meng Feiyang himself, to Xiang Yang, he is no different from passers-by A and B. What he has to do is not to kill each other, but to give gifts and return them to their original owners, which has greatly reduced the difficulty.

Pacing back and forth, Xiang Yang carefully recalled the scene when the female killer from the Yushi Department came to find him. Since there were two other people present at the time, the other party handed him the letter written in advance, and there was a contact letter in the content. Zoroastrian locations and signals.

"I just don't know if I will give up that stronghold after I reject them. Forget it, let's go and have a look first."

In the southeast direction outside the city of Qingjiang Mansion, on the fork in Huangtuguan Road, on the trail leading to the nearest market town, an inn is in full swing entertaining guests.

There are bodyguards who walk darts, there are quacks with swords, and there are kind-hearted businessmen who travel all over the world...

The table was full of people, and on the table was fresh and delicious cooked food and fragrant wine. It was really a blessing for those who were tired of traveling to have such a place to stay outside the city.

"Xiao Zheng, the guests at table seven ordered apricot blossom wine and drunken chicken, you go and serve them, remember, smile, smile, don't scare the guests away, or there will be no food tonight."

In the back kitchen, a fat, fat man wearing a white apron swung a spatula at Fang Qiu, and said to a young man with a dull face and a cold temperament with his big and rich mouth.

This young man was dressed like a servant, with a white scarf hanging on his shoulders. The off-white clothes set off a very strong body, his waist was straight, he didn't look like a mistress, but like a young hero.

His appearance is ordinary, his temperament is ordinary, his eyes are dull, and occasionally flashes of bright colors, but there is a kind of piercing sharpness. Of course, this is a change in an instant, and it is difficult for ordinary people to notice.

The most enviable thing is that he has a pair of hands that look like works of art. His fingers are as tender as onions, white and slender, even some women can hardly compare with these hands.

"Understood, a smile is the best disguise."

This little Zheng's original dullness suddenly turned into flattery, the corners of his mouth curled up, and his back, which was as straight as a pine and cypress, also bowed. There was an inexplicable sense of vicissitudes in his youth, as if caused by the heavy pressure of life.

Seeing the change in this young man, the big fat man grinned, and patted the other man's shoulder with his fleshy and plump palm. He is a good young man. If he wants to survive in this world, camouflage is essential.

This young man is a master from Qian County, a rising star in the sect. After being trained by the dragon envoy, his martial arts are extremely powerful. Maybe his level is not high, but his swordsmanship is really amazing. Go to a holy envoy to do it.

Dragging the dinner plate, the young man surnamed Zheng lifted the white curtain carefully, walked into the lobby on the first floor of the inn, bent his waist and lowered his head to find the right direction, came to the corner table, and put the wine and meat chopsticks on the table.

The moment he raised his head, there was a false and humble smile on the originally dull face. The next moment, when he saw the guests at this table, his heart skipped a beat. He had seen this face more than two years ago.

At that time, the owner of this face was very young, very immature, handsome as if the gods kneaded all the good things into one face.

But goodbye today, this person has changed so much that he is almost unrecognizable. He is much taller and burlier. Although his strong face is no longer soft and handsome as before, it has added a different kind of charm.

"Xiang Yang?"

Zheng Pingyuan uttered two words silently from the bottom of his heart, the person who occupied his dreams day and night was not a woman.

More than two years ago, he who had never been defeated was defeated by this person, and this defeat cost the life of the elder he respected the most.

He once swore that he would personally behead Xiang Yang's head and pay homage to Zu Wanchun's grave. The master, down to the three teachings and nine streams, can be said to be known to everyone, and everyone knows it.

It’s like the three martial arts people with mediocre martial arts at the table next to them are passionately pointing out the rivers and lakes, but no matter how you say it, you can’t do without Xiang Yang. After all, after defeating Jiang Boling with a sword, he cut off a little finger of Longxiang Tutuo Young and strong.

Yes, although the siege has never been revealed, the news that Long Xiang Tutuo was defeated by Xiang Yang spread like wildfire, and he never refuted the rumors, people have to sigh Xiang Yang's powerful martial arts, what has been confirmed again The name lives up to its name.

"Can I do it here?

No, his whole body is perfectly integrated, with my eyesight and cultivation, it is difficult to see his flaws, and even the whole body is in a faint line with the long knife at hand. If I use the sword, [-]% of them may die in his hands instantly , not to mention that I don't have a sword at hand. "

Zheng Pingyuan kept his smile unchanged, wondering if he could do it, and then he rejected the possibility of doing it right away. Compared with two years ago, the opponent's martial arts have improved by more than ten times and a hundred times?
Then there is the most practical question, when a swordsman has never reached the state of forgetting the sword and letting go of the sword, what can he use against Xiang Yang when he has no sword in his hand, that is, when his combat power is the weakest?
"Perhaps you can go to the back kitchen and tell Fatty Xu that his martial arts are profound and unpredictable, and he is an old acquaintance with the Dragon Envoy. If you can ask him to take action, your confidence will definitely increase."

Zheng Pingyuan thought a lot in his heart, but the reality was just a short moment, he wanted to leave after greeting the other party, and suddenly heard Xiang Yang's clear and clear voice.

"Once we met, Brother Xiao Zheng just left?
Unexpectedly, that youthful swordsman with a high-spirited spirit and a sword like a cold star was driven by others to become an inn servant, which is embarrassing. "

Xiang Yang turned up the upside-down wine glass on the table, raised the jug and filled it up, and took a full sip, leaving the fragrance on his lips and teeth, and he was in a very good mood.

The First World War was still vivid in his memory. The moment he saw Zheng Pingyuan, he recognized Zheng Pingyuan. After all, he was reborn, and the opponent didn't have such a chance. In addition, he didn't wear a human skin mask. Compared with two years ago, he was only a little more mature.

And the inn that can make Zheng Pingyuan willing to be a second child, will it be an ordinary place?
It seems that he found the right place. This place is still the stronghold of Zoroastrianism. With such accurate information, how could he be unhappy?

Compared with Xiang Yang, Zheng Pingyuan's face changed drastically. The other party recognized him, do you want to make a move?If you make a move, it may directly disrupt many planned things.

(End of this chapter)