The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 744

At this time, Xiang Yang half-supported You Man, brushed his hand to loosen the other's long hair, and covered the blood under his face.

At the same time, he came to a remote corner of the hall and took off the man's robe with his backhand, revealing his white clothes.

The rings and other accessories that could represent his identity were also taken off, and the boots were shattered by Xiang Yang's true energy. It can be said that he was extremely careful.

Stumbling like this, the two of them looked like drunks who had drunk flower wine, supporting each other all the way to the gate.

There are so many people like this, there are at least a hundred men and women in the lobby on the first floor of the main building, and they are not conspicuous.

Before going out, the turtle slave in front of the door also thoughtfully helped the two of them lift their feet over the threshold, and the service was thoughtful, which made Xiang Yang sigh that this kind of food is not something everyone can eat.

The inside and the outside of the door seem to be two worlds, the lights inside are dim, the atmosphere is full of heat, and men and women are inexhaustible.

Although there is a lot of traffic outside, the cool breeze makes people clear their heads and looks more real.

Most of the people who came to fight for the red card Caifeng brought servants or horses and horses to wait, especially Youman's [-] guards were the most eye-catching, staring at the gate with vigour, doing their duty.

Xiang Yang dragged Youman, who was stripped to only his underwear, out, and the two leading guards just took a look and turned their heads, not paying attention.

In their eyes, Youman is a first-class expert among the acquired martial arts. He is superb in martial arts and rarely has a chance of being captured alive. There are many voices in Wanhualou. revealed anomalies.

In this way, Xiang Yang took Youman swaggeringly, walking in one direction like a drunk, and disappeared into the darkness after a while, and the lobby on the first floor of the main building was controlled by the belated master at this time...

As soon as Xiang Yang took Youman away from the sight of the crowd, he immediately rushed into the roof of a shop with a whoosh, and walked away with all his strength, but he didn't walk two streets before he felt a pinprick feeling in his back coming and going.

There was a little sweat on his forehead, and Xiang Yang knew that this was not an illusion, it must be that a super master with martial arts far surpassed him was watching him, concentrating his spirit, and producing a sharp edge, but he just realized it because of his spiritual success and delicate perception .

"I don't know which senior is joking with the kid? Please show up and see."

At the entrance of an alley, there was darkness, but Xiang Yang seemed to be looking at daylight, his ears moved slightly, and he grabbed Youman's hand slowly and firmly, clasping a rather tough muscle. Once there was a sound, he would use him to delay time.

Of course he knew that the old guy from Wanhualou must be following him, but he just couldn't figure out that since the other party could keep up with him, it wouldn't be a problem to take him down, why didn't he do anything?

"Hey, you're really different, old man. I've traveled far and wide, and traveled around the Three Kingdoms. In your current state, you've only met one person. Why, are you interested in talking to me?"

At some point, an old man who looked extremely wretched appeared beside Xiang Yang and You Man.

In Xiang Yang's eyes, this old man was wearing a light blue cloth jacket and trousers with bare feet on his lower body. His dress was somewhat similar to the style of the Republic of China, and it was a bit beyond the fashion taste of this world and era.

With thick long hair, black and white, not tall, looks very thin, but the front face is blurred.

Xiang Yang peeped with his soul, but he couldn't see the specific facial features of this old thing. He could tell how earth-shattering this person's cultivation was, at least at the level of Master Liuyin, or even deeper.

"Of course, of course. Senior and I hit it off right away, and we happened to find a secluded place to have a long talk. As for this person, I wonder if senior can let me go? I went to Wanhualou this time for this person."

Although the old man could not distinguish between friend and foe, at least he was not in danger for the time being, so Xiang Yang's mind became active, and he tentatively asked the old man.

"This person has nothing to do with me, I can leave it to you to deal with, let's go."

The old man waved his hand, he didn't care about his attitude at all, and he didn't think much about Wanhualou.

Carrying Youman, Xiang Yang and the old man found a more secluded place, threw Youman in his hand to the ground, and shook his hands.

This person practices horizontal kung fu, the density of his bones and muscles is much higher than that of ordinary people, and the weight is naturally not light. Therefore, although most horizontal kung fu masters have amazing short-distance bursts, they are not as good as long-distance raids or light kung fu.

"Boy, just now I saw that the scolding sound you performed was extremely mysterious and unheard of. What kind of martial art is it? Tell me quickly."

As soon as he arrived at the place, the old man couldn't wait to ask, obviously he was also very tempted by Xiang Yang's own research and development of vacuum lore, this appearance looks like a martial idiot, in line with the status of a master.

Xiang Yang never had any idea of ​​self-preservation, a sonic skill is not a natal skill, and this old man's cultivation is unfathomable, so he revealed the secrets one by one.

As for the process of creating merit, Xiang Yang did not say that it was learned in his previous life, but he was good at observation, and found that human voices have different transmission performances in water, in the air, and across walls.

Therefore, by summarizing and summarizing, combined with the exploration of multiple sonic skills, the present martial arts was born.

"Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful beyond words, you are really extraordinary, you are so good at observing, and you can even comprehend such mysterious martial arts, you can be called a master."

Faced with the old man's sincere praise, Xiang Yang blushed slightly, feeling ashamed in his heart.

But he didn't say anything, just asked what the old man said before, what was his state, what was meant by traveling around the Three Kingdoms and seeing only one person similar to him.

Thinking of Liang Dongzhu's cryptic words after the temptation that day, Xiang Yang felt that he might be able to know all kinds of secrets without going through the other party.

"Have you heard the theory of reincarnation in the six realms? Everything in the world has its own soul. After death, it enters the six realms, reincarnates, and starts a new life.

I don't know if there are six realms, but the theory of reincarnation should not be bad.

We warriors practice, cultivate energy and spirit, and achieve success in the way of spirit, which is quite different from ordinary people. Even if the body is damaged, we can still survive in the state of primordial spirit with the help of cultivation or some kind of spiritual thing.

When you meet a body that is compatible with each other and can carry your own soul, you can enter the body and restart your life.

The Sword God of the Yan Kingdom was reincarnated once, with a little sword mark on the center of his brow, which was born and raised by nature. Only by combining the savings and background of two lifetimes can he have the unrivaled martial arts that is now extraordinary and holy.

And according to my observation, you should also be the reincarnation of a powerful martial artist, so even if the Niwan has not been opened and the entrance is not clear, you still have the body guard of the soul to resist my thunder, instead of directly stunned.

In the practice of martial arts, he is even a rare genius. He draws inferences from one instance and comprehends by analogy. He can practice martial arts at a young age. "

What the old man said was cloudy and mysterious, as if he was talking about fairy tales and fantasies. Ordinary people might be stunned.

Xiang Yang, on the other hand, is very clear.

He himself had experienced Qiao Zhen's scabbard attached to the magic knife, so he was naturally more interested in this aspect.

Quickly ask another question, after passing this village, maybe there will be no such shop.

(End of this chapter)