The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 728 Ambush
"Then what should we do with this person? What we are doing is a dangerous thing to lose his head. One mistake may result in a total loss. In my opinion, it is better to let him go."

A slightly younger man from the Li family, with big eyes and a rough appearance, said, and swiped his right hand across the front of his neck, making a gesture of silence.

He is the third child of the Li family, the elder brother of the eldest sister and the second younger sister. He has always acted cleanly and neatly, but in order to achieve certain goals, he often does some actions that chivalrous people don't look down upon.

People say that among the five tigers of the Li family, the three tigers are the most poisonous, and they are talking about him.

"No, this scholar just accidentally got involved in our affairs, and he doesn't look like a bad guy, so we can't do this.

It's better to hide him, anyway, I clicked his sleeping point, and he couldn't wake up for a while. "

The eldest sister of the Li family immediately retorted that although she was tall and thick, with a thick back and a hulking waist, and her appearance was different from ordinary men's aesthetics, she had a chivalrous heart and was unwilling to harm innocent people, which made Xiang Yang nodded slightly in his heart.

Previously, it was also the elder sister of the Li family who specially tapped his acupuncture points in order to prevent him from hearing something he shouldn't hear. This was to protect him. He was also very willing to deal with and befriend such a person.

Of course he is willing to deal with this kind of person, the devil, the villain, will harm others, and he will harm himself at any time, so stay away from such people.

And good people, heroes, will help others. When you need them, you will probably receive help to varying degrees. You should stay closer to such people.

So sometimes, no matter how vicious the heart is and how crazy the behavior is, they have to put on a heroic, good person appearance. This is the general trend, and people always like to make friends with good people.

"That's right, we are all well-known and righteous, and unlike the Chaotianmeng gang of demons and outlaws, we can't do things with a bad heart.

How about this, hide him behind the god statue, I use Vajra fingering on one of his big acupuncture points, temporarily turn him into a living dead, people can't hear breathing and heartbeat, it should be no problem. "

The boss of the Wang family, that is, the middle-aged man with a square face, said approvingly, looking at the elder sister of the Li family with a soft look in his eyes, as if he had seen some confidant.

And the moment his voice fell, the hand holding the iron pipe at his waist suddenly protruded like lightning, and his thumb and index finger pointed towards Xiang Yang's back with two extremely forceful fingers.

The crackling sound seemed to be able to shatter a hard stone, and it fell on Xiang Yang's body, but it just stopped touching the body, without even piercing his clothes, and the strength had reached the point where he could send and receive freely.

Boss Wang's vajra fingers and the vajra arhat hard qigong he practiced are both martial arts inherited from the family. The fingers are strong and invincible.

However, ordinary people often can't bear the pain in practice, and he is the only one who can practice to the level of the boss of the Wang family for several generations.

This move made all the people present tremble, and they all nodded. They really deserved to be the boss of the Wang family. Their skills were all perfect, and they cooperated with the trio of three brothers, which was enough to rival that Daoist Taiming, and even defeat him.

All the limbs and bones in Xiang Yang's body were filled with mellow and sharp real air, and he dispelled that finger force as soon as it entered the body, but he took the opportunity to restrain his breathing and suppress the beating of blood and blood in his heart.

Although right now Xiang Yang's body is not clear at all, and his true qi cultivation is far from his peak, but he has profound martial arts skills, knows a lot, and secret techniques emerge endlessly. There are more than ten or twenty kinds, and it is more than enough to pretend to be a dead person.

No one in the room thought that Xiang Yang, whose clothes were patched and had trouble eating, would be a strong player whose skill was no less than theirs, and whose martial arts were much higher than theirs.

"Okay, let's discuss it again, so that we can act neatly, accurately, and gain something with one blow."...

Time passed gradually, and the outside sky was completely dark, with no stars and no moon, and it was almost impossible to see the five fingers.

There were only two groups of people left in the ruined temple, the five tigers of the Li family, Mr. Su and two young girls, standing on both sides like strangers who did not know each other.

The rest of the traces were erased. As for Xiang Yang, together with his broken books, they were moved behind the statue and remained motionless.

Suddenly there was a sound of messy footsteps from far to near outside, and there were a few complaints at the same time.

Xiang Yang, who was stuffed behind the statue on the altar, vaguely heard something like "Madman, it will take time to die, and you can't go to the city", thinking that it should be Liang Dongzhu's arrangement, or Fatty Jiang's handwriting.

Not long after, a group of people walked into the ruined temple unluckily, bringing a gust of cold wind.

Facing the firelight, I saw the five tigers of the Li family sitting around the fire in the temple and the three Xiaosu on the other side.

The group had vaguely seen a light coming from here before, and followed the light to find this place, so they never doubted it, but just found a place in the middle of the ruined temple to sit down and prepare to rest.

The number of this group is not small, and it is headed by two people who are like a couple of gods, a man and a woman.

The man is handsome and extraordinary, with a thin body, eyes like swords and sharp edges, and there is a certain awe-inspiring aura in his glances. Xiang Yang thinks it should be Duan Canghai.

The girl's light emerald tights are embroidered with dancing butterflies on the corners, her eyes are as soft as water, and her person is like a blue daisy from a distant mountain. She must be Gongsun Xiaodie.

Afterwards, a monk and two middle-aged men followed in silence, and with the flames on, they could see red spots stained on the monk's robes and uniforms, and there was a faint smell of blood coming out. It seemed that they had just experienced a fight not long ago.

The monk has a bald head, white underwear, a red cassock, and holds Buddhist beads. He is tall and has a rich face. His two earlobes are very different from ordinary people.

The monk has a Taoist crown on his head, a clear face, a three-foot long beard under his jaw, and a dust whisk in his hand, which makes him look more immortal.

These two people have a certain degree of vigilance against the five tigers of the Li family and Mr. Su in the ruined temple, and they have not relaxed at all. They are obviously experienced bodyguards.

And faintly, the two of them surrounded Gongsun Xiaodie, whether it was in the sky, underground, front, back, left, or right, they had to pass their hurdle.

There were two other servants, young but quite clever and diligent. They cleaned up the middle of the dilapidated temple, took out the dry food in the bag, and cleared water for the two masters and two bodyguards. enjoy.

Although these two are young, they are brothers and sisters who are vigorous and resolute, and they are obviously also people with martial arts.

At this time, the atmosphere in the temple seemed very harmonious. Everyone was only destined to spend the night in the ruined temple, and the well water did not interfere with the river water.

Just at this moment, a gust of cold wind blows in from outside the temple, rolling up the dust that has accumulated for a long time, fascinating people's eyes.

In an instant, there was a strong force to extinguish the fire, and it was pitch black for a while, and everyone became blind.

A few whistling winds sounded, and there were constant roars that raised energy and gathered momentum during the battle.

There are more slapping palms, air waves rise one after another, overflowing with explosive power, sweeping the ruined temple, smashing the faded wooden doors, even Xiang Yang who is hiding behind the statue can feel the power of that force, sneaking around Peek into the temple scene from behind the statue.

In the next moment, the flame was rekindled by someone, and the situation in the temple was only seen clearly.

(End of this chapter)