The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 788 Fleeing Without Fighting (Monthly Ticket Supplement)
Elder Liu, who was the leader of this act, was shocked to death by Xiang Yang's palm force, which not only made all the disciples terrified and afraid, but even the innate elders who were in the battle had cold hands and feet, and their breath was stagnant, and they couldn't believe this fact.

Dongji Snow Ridge is a holy land of martial arts, not only masters from the sect open their veins to accept disciples, but also foreign masters join in admiringly, it can be said that the masters are like clouds, and the strong are like rain.

Among them, the contemporary Xueling Shanweng is a well-deserved number one master. He has always been as famous as the owner of Bixia Village, and his martial arts are unfathomable. There are rumors that he has reached the realm of heaven and man.

After Shan Weng, there are seven elders of the inner sect and four elders of the foreign affairs. These eleven elders have existed since ancient times. To become one of them, not only has extraordinary ability, but also must be the best in martial arts.

The elders of the inner sect don't talk about it, they are only promoted from the disciples within the Xueling, passed on from generation to generation, and almost become the seven branches of the Shanweng lineage, guarding the Xueling, geniuses and masters for many years.

The elders of foreign affairs mostly joined halfway, and this generation is the four of them, helping the mountain man to deal with matters in the extreme east, his martial arts are still higher than the elders of the seven inner sects, and elder Baiqiu Liu is the best among them .

Excluding Shan Weng, and a few powerful opponents who don't care about vulgar things, and then digging out such a proud disciple like Chu Canglan, Elder Liu can even be said to be the number one strong opponent in Daxueling, and now he is dead like this, no one would have expected .

"When it's over, I know it's unreliable. Even though Chu Canglan was defeated by that Xiang Yang, he fought against the enemy alone. It's normal to have such a defeat, but I didn't expect that he was directly beaten to death. There must be a big trouble."

Hongyi Lianming Heiliang blinked his eyes, put away the incense fan, shook his head and retreated, and was ready to retreat if the situation was not right.

That day, Chu Canglan's Ice Soul Sword was already earth-shattering, no elder Liu could match it, and the last blow that condensed Yin and Yang energy was even more terrifying, and his innate ability was rarely comparable.

Even so, he is still not Xiang Yang's opponent, which shows how powerful the opponent is.

For this outsider, Lian Ming believed that only the Xueling Mountain Man could kill him, and the others acted recklessly, just to die, just like this overconfident Elder Liu, who had been in Xueling for a long time, but forgot that there was a sky beyond the sky, There are reasons.

"Brother Chu, Elder Liu has already died in battle, why don't you take action?"

Ningxue frowned beautifully, gritted her teeth and said urgently towards Chu Canglan who was still doubting herself, her words were full of anticipation.

She longed for the resurrection of the omnipotent boy in white in her memory, to avenge the master who died in Daxueling.

However, things in reality never depend on people's will. The more she yearns for it, the more Chu Canglan doubts herself. The steel teeth are almost crushed, and she keeps shaking her head while covering her hands.

This scene also fell into Xiang Yang's eyes, lamenting that this person is indeed a flower grown in a greenhouse, unable to withstand setbacks and devastation, and at the same time quite contemptuous, two words spit out from the corner of his mouth, "Trash."

Since Xiang Yang's debut, there have been countless big battles and small battles. Although most of the time he defeated his opponents in a destructive manner, there were also times when he was chased by people and he was in constant panic.

However, he will never fall into self-doubt or self-denial, he will only sort out his mood, redouble his martial arts practice, and then fight head-on.

In fact, most people in this world are like this, no one is smooth sailing, big and small will encounter difficulties and setbacks, and everyone has the ability to deal with setbacks.

It's just that some people are stronger than others, and some people are weaker in this kind of endurance. People like Chu Canglan who get depressed when they encounter setbacks and find it difficult to cheer up are also quite different.

Maybe people are really not perfect. While gaining certain things, they must also lose certain things.

Chu Canglan's smooth sailing in the past few years, invincible and unfavorable, but after meeting Xiang Yang, he is worse than ordinary people, acting like two completely different people.

The volume of the word waste is not high, but it rings in everyone's ears and hearts. The disdain and shame from the heart make people feel the same.

There was a trace of pain in Chu Canglan's eyes, but when he caught a glimpse of Elder Liu's incomplete body on the ground, and saw Xiang Yang's cold light flickering, his domineering eyes, he hesitated again and flinched.

The disciples of Xueling were furious when they heard the words. Although they had gloated at other people's misfortunes before, but when they came to a critical moment, they still hoped that Chu Canglan could take up the responsibility of Daxueling like a man of integrity, like a warrior, a martial artist, to fight, even It does not hesitate to die in battle.

However, to everyone's disappointment, Chu Canglan turned his head and walked away when he met everyone's expectant gaze, which seemed to be eager.

His lightness kung fu is still excellent, like a thunderbolt, like a blizzard, and it is one of the best in the audience, but he used it to escape, even Xiang Yang didn't expect it.

"Chu Canglan, you are not worthy to be my Xueling's disciple!"

A disciple with a resolute face and a sad and indignant expression roared in the direction where Chu Canglan was escaping, yanked off the special clothes on his body, stomped hard on his feet, and rushed towards Xiang Yang while jumping up, fisting with both hands, like an iron pestle. Pound hard.

Compared with Chu Canglan's martial arts, he was as humble as an ant, and Xiang Yang didn't even bother to kill him.

However, his unyielding will to risk his life is more than a million times stronger than Chu Canglan, so Xiang Yang is willing to give him a decent way to die.

The big hand squeezed his punching fist at a speed that was only slightly faster than this person's. The five fingers were full of phantoms, cutting off the meridian and tapping acupuncture points, like playing a lute, and moved up to his shoulder and elbow in a crackling motion, and palmed everything with the other hand.

The next moment, the muscles were torn, the joints were dislocated, blood was sprayed, and an arm rose in the wind and was thrown high. The dazzling blood stained Xue Ling's disciple's eyes red, and also chilled everyone's hearts.

Qietian is Xiang Yang's early martial arts, and it is also the first time he tries his own martial arts.

Judging from his current cultivation base, it can't be considered brilliant, or can be said to be superficial, but it also represents an achievement on his road to martial arts.

It is already a great honor for him to recruit this little-known Xueling disciple for a journey.

However, in the eyes of some people, Xiang Yang's move was extremely cruel and brutal.

"Death to the villain."

Seeing that Chu Canglan ran away regardless, and Xueling's disciple was so angry that he was hit by such a heavy hand, Ningxue lost her balance and raised her plain white palm to pat Xiang Yang.

Xiang Yang saw this move as normal, but in the eyes of the Xueling disciples, the red-clothed men were dying, and the three foreign affairs elders who were still fighting hard, it was more shocking than Chu Canglan's fleeing without a fight.

No, to be precise, he was terrified, almost dead.

Ningxue is the only daughter of Xueling Shanweng. Although her martial arts are good, if she strikes Xiang Yang alone, it is like sending a sheep to the tiger's mouth and seeking her own death.

If she died in the hands of Xiang Yang, no one dared to imagine what would happen.

In Xiang Yang's eyes, there is no distinction between men and women in the world, only the strong, the weak, friends, and enemies.

This woman is beautiful, her martial arts are average, but she has extraordinary courage, which is rare.

Clenching fists into seals, Tianshuang's fist will send the opponent back to the west.

(End of this chapter)