The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 637
The water of the Qingjiang River is endless, rolling, rushing back and forth, turning the huge county of Yanxi into the land of Qingjiang, Hedong, and Hexi. The majestic and magnificent river is also one of the few in Yongzhou. In comparison, Xiaojiang sees Dajiang.

During the ups and downs of the river, a large boat pierced the white waves. On the prow was a man with a sword and blond hair fluttering around. At his feet was a giant dog like a bull. At his side was Zuo Xiaopeng, who was dressed in brocade and had only been in office for two months.

"Please look, Mr. Xiang, this section is the waters where the mysterious ice and sunken wood once came out. At that time, there were three people who salvaged this rare treasure, all of whom were excellent in water. It was already more than ten years ago. If there is any strange thing at the bottom of the Qingjiang River that is most likely to give birth to such a strange thing as the mysterious ice sunken wood, it should be here."

Sometimes I don't see him, but Zuo Xiaopeng is more mature than before, with a calm face, sharp eyes, dignified demeanor, and already has the demeanor of the leader of a gang.

When Xiang Yang found him on his head, he even put down the things in the gang and took Xiang Yang out of the river by himself, the meaning of making friends is self-evident.

The fundamental reason why Xiang Yang helped the Sands Gang at the beginning was that Zuo Chuansha paid a high price, not because of the friendship between the two. Now Zuo Xiaopeng just hopes to truly develop friendship with Xiang Yang.

Gangs, or no matter what kind of force or individual it is, until force has not reached the level of ignoring everything, multiple friends and multiple paths will always be a wise saying.

At the very least, when the Sands Gang encounters any crisis in the future, they can cheer for someone who can come to help instead of just sitting and waiting to die. That's why Zuo Xiaopeng valued Xiang Yang, who is now well-known in Yanxi.

"This is the section? What exactly does the Xuanbing Shenmu look like, and is there any distinguishing feature?"

At this time, part of Xiang Yang's skill was used to suppress Quexie's demonic nature, and he was always in a state of ice and clarity, and asked softly.

"Xuanbing Shenmu, as the name suggests, is shaped like ice crystals, and its quality is better than that of solid stones. Depending on the size, within a range of different sizes, there will be a terrifying chill that radiates, chilling people's hearts. Very rare, with the characteristics of area generation."

Zuo Xiaopeng solemnly replied that the depth of the Qingjiang River is unknown, only those with excellent water skills and strong martial arts can dive half way, as for going down to the bottom of the river, one must be gifted.

Back then, the three people who sank into the bottom of the river to salvage the mysterious ice and sunken logs used special ropes. The three of them formed a knot, and finally an aquatic man made the final hurdle.

What are aquatic people?It is a gifted person whose mother gives birth in water without drowning. She is very talented and needs to be sharpened the day after tomorrow. It may not be possible to give birth to one in 20 years, which is very rare.

"Okay, you wait for me here."

Xiang Yang heaved a sigh of relief, it is easy to find if there are characteristics. With his current spiritual cultivation, it is not too difficult to conduct a carpet search in a specific area.

Nodded, patted Xiao Hei's big head, leaped forward, plunged into the surging river, the rushing water engulfed Xiang Yang, and Zuo Xiaopeng's eyeballs almost protruded.

Underwater undercurrents are fast and fierce. Generally, when launching into the water, you must make preparations in advance, mark the location, and tie ropes to ensure that people can be pulled up at a certain time. flow.

It's not that Zuo Xiaopeng looks down on Xiang Yang. Martial arts are martial arts, and water is water. These are two different things. Some masters can be called downhill tigers on the road, but they turn into a puddle of mud when they get into the water.

Xiang Yang, who entered the river, felt a little uncomfortable, and then his body was tightly pressed by a layer of invisible circular air mask, which drained the river water, and fell again and again with the method of a thousand catty drop, stirring up dark waves at the bottom of the water.

After sinking about 50 meters, Xiang Yang felt that the vitality shield on the body surface was being twisted by the endless, pervasive, and ever-increasing squeezing force, and the reaction to the body was that the body was distorted.

Xiang Yang's heart moved, he restrained his vitality, and the silkworm golden silk bloomed all over his body. Between the entanglements, he exhaled countless tiny water bubbles, like a big fish growing in the dark water, and continued to dive while relaxing.

This is another magical effect of the golden silk rain, and it is also the reason why the silkworm has become so powerful. Its strong adaptability has made Xiang Yang feel like a fish in water no matter what the environment is.

After diving almost another 50 meters, Xiang Yang just came to the bottom of the river. It was so dark that it was almost impossible to see, but without his eyes, he still had the energy to let go.

The Heavenly Vision, Earth Listening and Suo Shen Dafa unfolded, limited to underwater, and the scope was slightly reduced, but all the dead and alive things still flashed in his mind. These performances can be said to be beyond ordinary people.

With a slight sway of the feet, the golden silk is like an octopus tentacles, pushing the water forward, and stepping into deep water is like entering flat ground.

Time passed bit by bit, and Zuo Xiaopeng, who was waiting on the board of the boat, looked increasingly pale. It had been an hour, no matter how skilled a person is in holding his breath, he would not be able to survive if he did not understand the difference between the inner world and the inner world. Already caught in an accident?
Until now, his impression of Xiang Yang is still limited to the beginning, strong is strong, but it will not be as strong as the acquired Xeon who is born with rebellion, which is also the limitation of his vision.

Xiao Hei lay lazily on the bow of the boat, licking the black hair on his front legs, and suddenly roared, followed by water waves more than ten meters high and Xiang Yang soaring into the sky.

A long plate-like object as bright as ice crystals in his hand was emitting white air, Xiang Yang stepped in the air again and again, like a bird returning to its nest, and landed on the bow of the ship.

"Haha, Mr. Xiang is really a strange person. This is the first time Zuo has seen someone who can hold his breath for more than an hour without taking a breath in all these years. Huh, is this the Xuanbing Shenmu?"

Zuo Xiaopeng went up to meet him, complimented him, then his eyes fell on the long ice crystal board that Xiang Yang was dragging on his right hand, and he took three steps back.

It wasn't long before he got close to Xiang Yang, but he felt that his body was surrounded by a cold air, his muscles were stiff, and his true energy was stagnant. This Xuanbing Shenmu really lived up to its reputation.

"That's right, Mr. Zuo's love today has been written down by Xiang. If you need it in the future, you can come to me."

The so-called mysterious ice sinking wood is essentially wood, but it has gathered the essence of water over the years. It is condensed like ice crystals, and the cold is unexpectedly released. It is a precious treasure that cannot be found.

This is not something that ordinary people can touch. Even if Zuo Xiaopeng has enough skills, he can only hold on for a quarter of an hour.

Xiang Yang's skill is superb, but he is not afraid of being hurt by the cold air, and even faintly likes this feeling of icy coldness. The cool airflow trained by Bing Xin Jue is also strengthened by this cold air, which is a surprise.

"Haha, no matter where, we are friends, and we should help each other. By the way, Mr. Xiang, don't leave tonight. I have ordered someone to prepare a banquet, and we will not go home until we are drunk."

Zuo Xiaopeng looked proud and pretended to stay, Xiang Yang secretly shook his head while watching.

Zuo Xiaopeng is too young for Wan Tiancheng who has seen the appearance of a real hero. Of course, the more important thing is that his martial arts are too poor to catch him.

It's just that he is not someone who crosses rivers and destroys bridges, so he agreed after a little thought.

(End of this chapter)