The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 752 The Return
Dazhou, Yongzhou, Shangjun, Xiaoshangshan, snow drifting hundreds of miles, frozen mountains.

On Piaoxue Peak, in an ice cave, Xiang Yang's complexion is ruddy, his knees are crossed, his hands are hanging on his legs, the heat flow swirls between his breaths, dispelling the cold air around his body, faintly like a surging furnace, burning blazingly .

Suddenly, Xiang Yang opened his eyes, and a foot of divine light burst out in his eyes, the brilliance was like crystals, and the power of the primordial spirit gushed out, which was completely different from the state he had just completed five days ago. The state had been completely stabilized, and he entered Xiaocheng cultivated.

Suddenly, Xiang Yang let out a long breath, his chest heaved, his eyes were a little hazy, he seemed not quite used to this world.

During the five years in the Illusory Secret Realm, so many things happened that they were almost vivid and unforgettable. This was also the time he had the deepest impression and the longest experience.

After several difficulties and setbacks, he finally created the innate method of the wedding dress magic skill. The martial arts has made great progress in a short period of time, almost a thousand miles a day.

In response to the three-war agreement between Liang Dongzhu and Fu Xiu, he killed Duan Canghai with superb martial arts, and then became an enemy with Gongsun Xiaodie. He suffered wave after wave of revenge from this woman, and finally had to destroy the flower with his hands.

In the past two years, he lived in Jinyang City, and he has been dealing with Qixing Tower and Chaotianmeng. He was killed several times, and his hands were stained with a lot of blood.

In the next three years, he was tired of such endless battles, so he found another quiet place, where he did not care about worldly affairs, increased the power of his primordial spirit, and deliberated on moves that could match the newly revised version of the wedding dress magic skill.

I met many people, experienced many things, almost lived my life again, and the name of Xiang Dingtian has also been spread in the Three Kingdoms of Yan, Zhao, Wei, and it can be said that life is very exciting.

The only regret is probably not being able to see the three great martial arts myths, the sword god, the boxing master, and the innocent madman.

The old man hidden in Wanhualou in Jinyang, Zhao State, may be a madman without Dao, at least it is possible for him to have such extraordinary cultivation, but it has never been verified.

Xiang Yang also didn't understand how a lawless and arrogant hero became such a wretched old man who lived in brothels.

In five years, he has achieved what he wanted to do. The cultivation base of Yuanshen has gradually increased, and it is extremely solid.

Marriage clothes magic skill, the congenital thunder and fire dual qi are extremely powerful, combined with the methods of several killer moves he has pondered, even if he is unarmed and confronts an expert like Tang Wuyi, he will not lose the wind, and even have the upper hand.

Thinking of this, Xiang Yang's melodious and nostalgic face returned to calm. His strong cultivation base gave him an adaptability that ordinary people rarely see, and quickly eliminated the strangeness and discomfort in his heart.

Falsely raising his right arm, holding his five fingers together, a flame with blue arcs rose up, and with a smooth push, the black ice blocking the entrance of the cave was smashed into pieces, and the next moment, a figure soared into the sky...

Just when Xiang Yang returned to reality from the secret realm of fantasy, Mangniuling, who was so powerful and full of masters, also ushered in a special person, the new head of the Shangjun God Catcher, the famous catcher in red, Ding Hui.

In the bronze hall, the flames lined up in four directions, as bright as day, on the twelve jade steps facing north, Master Liuyin pressed his hands on the armrest of the throne, and his face was surrounded by a layer of veil, as if hidden among the clouds. , quite mysterious.

Below, behind the chopping board, there are experts gathered. In addition to the familiar faces, there are three more unfamiliar innate experts, but their auras are not good, and they are staring at Ding Hui.

The rebellion of Shangjun's gods and gates started when Master Liuyin shot and killed the four famous red-clothed arresters, which shocked one side and gathered talented masters to conspire for a common cause.

It can be said that the two sides are incompatible. If it weren't for the frequent changes in the rivers and lakes of the Great Zhou, the God Catcher might have sent a strong man to deal with Master Liuyin long ago.

Now Ding Hui is going up the mountain holding the greeting card, almost all the masters are licking their lips, ready to sharpen their knives and rush to the pigs and sheep.

However, contrary to everyone's expectations, Ding Hui has a plan in mind, and he doesn't seem to think that this is a dragon's pond and a tiger's den.

Similarly, today's Master Liuyin is also very strange, he has a lot of tolerance towards this young man, and his relationship is quite unusual.

"Master, after so many years, when I was an urchin, I followed my uncle to see the divine appearance. After many years, you have cultivated the supreme magic skill, and you are incomparable in the limelight. It is really gratifying to congratulate."

After taking his seat, Ding Hui raised his sword eyebrows, his star eyes were bright, he stood up long, saluted and clasped his fists.

This sentence seems to be a compliment, but it is actually a friendship and relationship, which at least confirms what many people think.

Experts like the Five Ghosts, Huoling Shuangtuo, etc. are lost in thought, their eyes are wandering, they have been with Liuyin for a long time, how come they never know that there is such a number one person?Who is the other party's uncle?Are there any masters with the surname Ding in the territory?

Arshan, Ling Kongyu and other masters who have risen in recent years are even more puzzled, and they have not guessed Ding Hui's specific identity.

"Well, you're not bad either.

It is extremely rare to achieve the current state at such a young age, and it has lived up to the long-term expectations of your Ding family.

But it would be too unwise for you to enter the maelstrom of God's Catchment Gate now, do you still want to fight against me? "

Liuyin's voice was flat, and he sat on the main seat, like a divine king whose world is not easy, but the tone of the last sentence changed sharply, showing more majesty and momentum.

"Don't dare, dare not, it's just that Chai Jun has an old relationship with my Ding family, and he has something to ask, and my family can't refuse.

When Ding's grandfather was still alive, he once personally said that you will have unlimited achievements in the future. He donated three Tongxuan pills as a financial aid, and he also taught the three-style Great Rebellion Sword Art.

Ding Hui came here today not to be proud of his kindness, but to hope that the Venerable Master can temporarily resolve the conflict with the Shenchuangmen and restrain the disciples, so that the Shenchuangmen will admit that you are a family of your own. This is a good thing that everyone is happy with. What do you think? "

Ding Hui articulated the relationship between Liuyin and Ding's family, with a correct expression, without joy or fear.

As soon as these words came out, the five ghost old man who listened carefully patted his delicate and pale forehead, that's right, apart from the Ding family left by Ding Chun, which other family could make Master Liuyin treat him so kindly?

It's just that Ding Chun disappeared for too long, and the Ding family disappeared in Yongcheng, so he couldn't remember it for a while.

A Dream of the Red Mansion Drunk the Spring and Autumn Period, when the Seven Innates were rampant in Yongzhou, the Liuyin Master was just a rising star, a fledgling, and today's fortune is not unrelated to the support of Ding Chun in the early days.

If any other person came to the God's Catchment Gate, Liu Yin would probably ignore him, and if the jumping was too much fun, he would just be crushed to death.

Only Ding Hui, who is the direct descendant of Ding Chun, has to think about it.

Drinking water and thinking about the source, no matter how harsh the six yins are, one or two must be taken into account, not to mention that with his cultivation as a celestial being today, he also has to think about the past, so that he can have a clear heart.

"Well, since you said so, I'll give you a chance.

Mr. Ding was kind to me back then, but it was also due to the three wars, cause and effect complement each other, and I am what I am today.

Since you are full of confidence and want to revive the Ding family, then I will also make a three-war agreement with you.

Let us send three people from each side to fight a match in the same realm. If you can win, then do as you say. If I win, it will be regarded as being old, and I can also do as you said, but as a price, I will I want you to release two people.

With the current strength of the God Catchment, I am afraid it will be difficult to gather three people. How about I show courtesy to the younger generation and allow you to find someone to help? "

Ding Hui's heart was hot, and his desire for fame was boiling. He laughed loudly and answered sonorously without a moment's hesitation.
"It's a word."

(End of this chapter)