Peerless martial arts system

Chapter 200 The Strength of a Warrior
As a large number of people blocked the house where the Yangyang Cult was located, a commoner gangster came forward and knocked on the door.

"Wait, who is it?"

The Yangyang disciple who was in charge of opening the door was startled when he saw the people outside the house, and when he saw Lai Lingyao, his pupils shrank sharply, but he pretended not to know.

"Did a young man come here a few days ago and stayed here? This man killed many brothers of my commoner gang, let him come out."

The master of the commoner who knocked on the door said coldly.

Famous and decent sects pay attention to etiquette before soldiers, otherwise they would not talk nonsense, just rush in and arrest people.

"Heroes, you must have made a mistake, there is no such person."

The Anode Sect disciple trembled.

"Open your eyes and talk nonsense, get out."

The steps that should be taken have been taken, and the master of the commoner gang was not polite, and with a wave of his hand, he directly sent the Yangyang sect disciple flying, spitting out a big mouthful of blood in the air.

"Yang Thirteen."

Hearing the movement, the rest of the Yangyang Sect also ran out, and when they saw this scene, they all shouted.Immediately, many people went to Fuyang Thirteen, and many people glared at the influx of commoner gang masters.

Yang Jiuding accepts disciples strictly and is cautious, so almost all the disciples in the teaching were raised by him, and they have a deep relationship with each other. Seeing that Yang Shisan was seriously injured, each of them wanted to rush to the person who did it.

"A bunch of ignorant puppies."

The master of the civilian gang sneered disdainfully, with murderous intent in his eyes.

Yang Jiuding suppressed the anger in his heart.

He had already learned the whole story from Shi Xiaole, it was obvious that the commoner gang was greedy first and tried to steal things from others, but they still acted aggressively, and now they are even hurting their own disciples, what a shame.

It's a pity that the rivers and lakes are stronger than people.

Looking at the large group of masters on the opposite side, Yang Jiuding's heart became cold.He had to deal with it carefully, otherwise he would offend the commoner gang, and it would only be a matter of minutes to slaughter the Yangyang sect.

Local government?

Don't talk about the unspoken rules of Jianghu, just talk about the relationship between the commoner gang and the local government, and the latter may not be willing to stand out.

"Master Lai came here to join the commoner gang? Yang has considered for a long time, and has decided to lead the Yangyang sect disciples to join the commoner gang."

Yang Jiuding cupped his hands to Lai Qianyong who was in the center of the crowd.

"Okay, Master Yang is really smart. But this time, Lai came here for another person. Ming people don't speak secretly, let him come out."

Lai Qianyong stood on the high steps of the door with his hands behind his back, and said condescendingly.

While speaking, his skill was raised to the limit, and the movements within a radius of tens of meters were under control.

In the two yards of the Yangyang Parish, no slight disturbance could escape his perception, and with the masters of the commoner gang around, even a mosquito would not be able to sneak out.

But what puzzled Lai Qianyong was that he couldn't feel the heartbeat of other people except those present.

"Master Lai, I don't understand what you mean."

Seeing his expression, Yang Jiuding secretly sneered.

The secret room back then, but according to the records in his ancestral home, he specially blessed the formation to create it.

It's a pity that due to the limitation of the formation, there can only be two people at most, otherwise the breath will leak out, otherwise he will let all the people from the Yangyang Sect hide in, and see how the commoner gang forces them.

"Since Master Yang sincerely joins our Commoner Gang, he is naturally a member of our Commoner Gang. Don't mind if I send someone to search here."

Lai Qianyong's eyes were like lightning, and he smiled lightly.

Many Yangyang Sect disciples subconsciously wanted to reprimand them, but Yang Jiuding stopped them and said, "It's up to you."

As long as they can't find anyone, they can't use the anode to teach them anything.And if they send people to monitor afterward, they simply let Shi Xiaole stay in the secret room for a year or so, are they afraid they won't find a chance to go out?

Dozens of commoner gang masters rushed into the various rooms in the courtyard, rummaged through boxes and cabinets, and didn't even spare any corners. After a long while, they returned disappointed.

"impossible!"

Lai Lingyao shouted, fixed his eyes on Yang Jiuding, and shouted: "Tell me, where are you hiding that kid? If you dare to hide it, you will die!"

The information of the commoner gang is absolutely correct, that kid hasn't left, it must be this guy named Yang who is playing tricks.

"The person you are looking for is really not here."

Yang Jiuding said.

"Guangzhu, it seems that some people are unwilling to tell the truth."

A man with triangular eyes smiled coldly.He is the left protector of the commoner gang, and he has cultivated in the early stage of the first level of profound energy.

"Master Yang, do you have to do this?"

Lai Qianyong looked up to the sky and sighed, looking very helpless.At the same time, a heavy and terrifying murderous intent centered on Lai Qianyong and radiated in all directions.

In this murderous aura, both Yang Jiuding and Yangyang Sect disciples felt powerless.The coldness penetrated into the bone marrow, making them cool from head to toe.

A master of the ninth level of energy intake has been able to form his own momentum.And the aura of a master at the profound energy level is undoubtedly several times stronger than that of a master at the ninth level of Na Qi.

People with lower realms will lose their fighting spirit in the face of this kind of aura, and it will be difficult to exert their power in seventy to eighty percent.

"I'm not his one-shot enemy."

Yang Jiuding's face was ashen.The most frightening thing was that this murderous aura told him that as long as he continued to deny it, Lai Qianyong would definitely attack the Yangyang Sect.

At that time...

"master."

Someone beside me trembled and screamed.

No one is not afraid of death, especially these unsophisticated young people.Except for Yangzheng Yangyi, the other disciples didn't know that the Commoner Gang was looking for Shi Xiaole, but they also vaguely guessed something.

Now they are faced with the choice of life and death. Of course, only the master knows the whereabouts of each other, and it depends on how he chooses.

A series of complex eyes fell on him, making Yang Jiuding laugh out loud, with endless desolation in his smile, then he looked directly at Lai Qianyong, and said word by word: "The person you are looking for has already left, Yang , do not know his whereabouts."

Many disciples had dark eyes.

Yang Zheng and Yang Yi looked at each other, but they both laughed.

"Hahaha, good, good."

With fierce eyes, Lai Qian raised his long arms and put them down.Those masters of the commoner gang who were ready to go and murderous were like hunters, their bodies tensed up, ready to kill at any time.

"Don't kill them all, grab some and torture them to extract a confession."

With a ferocious expression on his face, Lai Lingyao drew out his long sword and shouted loudly.

Inside the secret room.

Shi Xiaole's arms trembled continuously, and he swung his long sword. Visible to the naked eye, layers of sword light spread out like clouds, and in the clouds, the sword light was like a crescent moon, exuding a misty brilliance.

Ever since he merged with the Three Green Peaks of Taiyue and created the ultimate move of Landslide and Water Crack, Shi Xiaole has not given up on studying other sword moves.

In particular, the high degree of combination of the artistic conception of the lost moon and the swordsmanship of concealing the moon stimulated Shi Xiaole even more, and made him feel quite touched by the Thirteen Thousand Illusory Cloud and Mist Styles, which also pay attention to skills and changes.

After these days of practice, he has already merged the thirteen cloud and mist moves into a sword, but because the degree of cooperation with the Miyue artistic conception is not high, it has not been perfect.

However, these imperfections are gradually disappearing in Shi Xiaole's persistent practice and penance.

"The moon is hidden in the mist, and the moon shines in the mist. The skill and artistic conception of this sword should be advancing and retreating at the same time, regardless of the order."

Feeling something in his heart, Shi Xiaole swung his sword again.

There was no inconsistency in this sword anymore, it was a matter of course, flowing like clouds and flowing water, even with Shi Xiaole's mind, he was almost lost in the atmosphere created by the sword technique.

Ultimate move, successful.

If it is combined with the landslide and water splitting of the [-]% strange and dangerous artistic conception, it is infinitely close to a second-rate ultimate move, and the wind and rain in all directions is a completely second-rate ultimate move.

Then this newly created sword, judging from the strange killing alone, should be a second-rate killing move. As for the specific power, you have to find an opponent to try it out.

"Well, outside?"

At this moment, Shi Xiaole, who was immersed in his own comprehension, heard loud shouts outside, as if thinking of something, his complexion changed, he quickly opened the door of the secret room, and rushed out quickly.

"kill!"

Amidst the fierce shouts of killing, a big battle broke out in the front yard.Those masters of the commoner gang were all running their skills, but the first to rush out were the two masters at the ninth level of Na Qi.

People are in the air, and the surging energy has already surged.

Lai Qianyong and the others did not move.

A Yangjiao is not worth their own shot at all.

"Stand back, Yangguan Thirteen Palms!"

Amidst the burst of shouting, Yang Jiuding rushed to the front, slapping his palms with masculine vigor, and met the two early-stage masters of the Ninth Level of Na Qi.

"The mantis is like a cart, looking for a dead end."

Realizing that Yang Jiuding only had the seventh level of Qi, the master of the ninth level of Qi on the left gave a grin, and kicked out his right leg one after another like a knife in the hand of a praying mantis, shaking his palm strength again and again.

"There is no one in Yangguan."

Yang Jiuding separated his feet, his body fell down like a heavy weight, and then he burst into a rush, his right palm directly shaking the opponent's legs.

Ouch!
An astonishing scene happened, it was not Yang Jiuding who flew out, but the early master of the Ninth Layer of Na Qi.

Yang Jiuding's martial arts realm is higher than that of Lai Qianyong, so even though his cultivation base is slightly lower, he still repelled an early-stage master of the Ninth Level of Na Qi in one-on-one.

"what?"

Lai Qianyong was a little surprised, and immediately laughed playfully.

"Twice, but then you're dead."

The face of the master who was knocked into the air was flushed, and his eyes were full of murderous intent. He kicked the ground with his left foot and rushed up at a faster speed.Another master at the early stage of the Nine Layers of Naqi holds a knife with both hands, and cuts the Xiangyang Nine Cauldrons at the same time.

bang bang.

The two teamed up, Yang Jiuding blocked the first wave with difficulty, and began to retreat in the second wave.In the third wave, he opened his mouth to spurt blood, his body flew out like a scarecrow, and fell powerlessly to the ground.

"master!"

The disciples of Yangyang Sect turned pale with fright, and rushed to protect Yang Jiuding.

"sorry."

Coughing up blood at the corner of his mouth, Yang Jiuding smiled sadly at the disciples.

The ancestor is Gu Danchen's successor, so he finally chose to sacrifice himself and all his disciples.His life is not a pity, I just hope the disciples don't blame him.

"Master, I understand."

The eldest disciple Yang Zheng said, Guo Zi's face is as determined as his master's.

A man may be incompetent, but he has to do something or not. Since they have kept the young master, they must protect his safety, even if they sacrifice their lives.

This is the strength of character of a warrior.

"A group of idiots, you will not die, what awaits you will be endless torture until you reveal the truth."

That Qi-Ninth Lv. master who used the Kick Technique laughed loudly, and rushed to the crowd first, shadows covering the bodies of the Yangyang Sect disciples present.

But at this moment, there was a sound of swords whistling in the backyard, and a burst of green light shot out, coming first.

(End of this chapter)