The liver produces the strongest player

Chapter 128 One battle with ten thousand gold!
On the towering pavilion, Jiang Yangwei stands at the end of the dovetail of the roof, below are the green glazed roof tiles, and further down, there are crowds of onlookers between the building fence and the flying bridge.

Jiang Yang stared at Zong Ying on the opposite side, his heart moved, and suddenly he said loudly: "It's not interesting to just fight like this, why don't you add some glory."

Hearing the words, Zong Ying paused the saber gesture for a while, casually swung the saber flower, and said with a sneer, "Are you going to bet against me? How much?"

Jiang Yang thought to himself, if the other party wants to make trouble, he might as well make it bigger. He happened to think of Song Ming's fight for a thousand dollars, and now he has this opportunity, and he will not let it go.

At the same time, it is also used to test the opponent's details.

He said loudly: "Today's battle, ten thousand taels of silver!"

As soon as Jiang Yang said the words, he saw Zongying's face changed a little.

Zong Ying obviously didn't expect Jiang Yang to ask for ten thousand taels of silver. Although he couldn't get it out, no one would just get so much money out just because of a gambling fight.

At this time, even the onlookers below were in an uproar.

Even in Jiangling Fucheng, which is a place where gold powder is sold, spending a lot of money is already commendable. A battle of ten thousand gold can definitely be a major event that spread throughout Jiangling Fucheng!
Jiang Yang was calm and relaxed, while paying attention to the movement below, he also paid attention to Zongying's expression. He saw that Zongying was a little hesitant, so he also had some inferences about the opponent's strength.

Just at this time, Director Gong's voice suddenly came from the crowd: "Brother Li really made a bold move! Today, Brother Li and Brother Zong, two young heroes, fought against Wanjin on the top of the Feifeng Tower. If word spread, it would become a word of mouth in the streets and alleys." A good story."

He said loudly: "Brother Zong, you should come down."

Director Gong's words are equivalent to giving Zongying enough confidence.

Since the "Gong Caishen" of the Jinhong Gang took care of this matter, even if Zong Ying lost, he certainly wouldn't be able to afford the money for the bet.

When Zong Ying heard Director Gong's words, she suddenly had a solid idea in her heart, and stared at Jiang Yang with a calm face: "I will make you regret it!"

With a turn of the long knife in his hand, an afterimage of the person has been swept away on the ridge of the roof, covering a distance of five or six feet in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Yang only felt the wind of the knife blowing against his face. He noticed that the opponent's knife seemed to be a little different from the normal treasured knife. It seemed to be specially made, with a matte blade, without that kind of reflected cold light.

The light on the roof was not very clear, and the opponent's knife was hidden in the night, so he couldn't see clearly, and Jiang Yang could only hear a sharp sound of the knife attacking!
In this situation, according to the common sense, he would be caught off guard by the attack, but Jiang Yang even managed to deal with the invisibility technique of the owner of the doll villa, so how could he be afraid of such an attack?
This set of Wuxiangzhang pays attention to not being trapped in the shape, and to see the stitches in every stitch, which is somewhat similar to Jiang Yang's style of fighting inherited from the Danyang Sword Art.

Relying on his hearing alone, he moved his palm lightly, and in an instant the blade slashed close to his side, and at the same time, his palm flew towards Zongying's abdomen!

When attacking, Jiang Yang felt that the opponent not only attacked extremely fast, but also reacted very fast. When Jiang Yang turned sideways, he turned around and changed his moves. While avoiding Jiang Yang's palm, the blade immediately cut towards Jiang Yang .

At this time, Jiang Yang's mind quickly recalled the fighting style of those masters who had fought against his own swordsmanship, and quickly rushed into his arms. Wandering, close-to-body bunt.

Unexpectedly, the opponent's pace changes, he wants to go left and then right, he wants to go right and then left, it makes people wonder, and he slashes several times in the blink of an eye!

There was no trace of the knife, Jiang Yang only heard the sound of the knife whistling coming from all directions, he was slightly taken aback in his heart, and quickly withdrew and flew back, making a quick judgment with his ears.

Suddenly, the sounds of sabers all around stopped suddenly, only the sound of a saber whistling in the middle seemed to pierce the eardrums surgingly.

Jiang Yang's eyes sank slightly, and he quickly avoided it!

boom!
With a bang, the shadow of the knife fell, and the glazed tile where Jiang Yang was just now shattered instantly, and the tiles flew.

The knife in Zongying's hand was so fast that it was almost hard to see, but it was a chain of swords, and the wind of the sword whizzed, hitting Jiang Yang's vitals everywhere!
Jiang Yang only felt the wind of swords sweeping around him, and he only used his palm to fight against the enemy, which made him feel the pressure, so he immediately used his lightness kung fu to fly back.

Above the building, the bitter wind of the knife shrouded it. As he flew back, his palms blasted out continuously. For a moment, he could only hear the sound of palm and knife clashing together, and the fierce wind of the knife even set off pieces of roof tiles. Flying over, he was crushed by the palm force around his body, and the debris flew in all directions, like a rainstorm!
"You guys say, who will win?" Between the fences on the attic, the Mo brothers obviously had a sense of watching the excitement.

Director Gong stared at the two people upstairs going up and down from the roof, hehe smiled and looked at Liu Wenjun beside him and said, "Wenjun, who do you think will win?"

"The two young masters have such profound martial arts, which really opened Wen Jun's horizons." Liu Wenjun next to him stared at the roof with a smile on his face, "But Wen Jun is not good at these, and you can't see how the outcome will be. .”

Director Gong laughed and said: "Brother Zong has extremely high internal energy, and he has already practiced to the point where he is close to the limit of internal energy. In addition, his unique internal energy can make the saber technique even faster, which is definitely beyond the reach of ordinary masters."

"However..." He changed the subject and looked at Jiang Yang again, "Brother Li hasn't drawn his sword yet, so it's hard to say what the outcome will be."

On the roof, the wind of the knife lifted the roof tiles and flew towards Jiang Yang.

While the tiles whistled, disturbing the audiovisual, Jiang Yang felt the scream of the opponent's long knife, hidden behind these emerald green glazed tiles!
While backing away, he quickly chopped off the tiles that were flying towards him, and immediately saw a blurred knife shadow stabbing at his chest accompanied by an ear-piercing sharp howl!

Jiang Yang's face sank like water, he clasped his palms together, and immediately clamped the opponent's blade tightly!
"Don't you want to use your sword!?" The opponent's eyes were cold, and when he twisted the long knife, the sharp knife energy immediately broke free from the restraint of his palms, and stabbed at him again.

Jiang Yang was not moved by it at all, and only analyzed the moves of the two sides in his brain. The opponent's sword technique was extremely fast, and the changes were rapid and complicated. There were at least seventy moves, and each move had at least nine moves. Variety.

Just now, he fought with the opponent for more than a hundred moves, with endless changes, which put a lot of pressure on Jiang Yang, but to Jiang Yang, this kind of pressure is like a hammer for forging fine steel.

He has been familiar with the power and moves of this set of palms before, and at the same time deduced that this set of palms is more suitable for his own martial arts. .

The opponent is chasing fiercely at this moment, but Jiang Yang is constantly tempering his palm skills by taking advantage of the opponent's saber momentum!
After continuous derivation and familiarity with this set of palm techniques, he has advanced rapidly, and at this moment, he has seen a faint blue light flashing across the corner of his eyes.

Wuxiang Palm: Perfect!

The sound of howling swords came from all directions, but at this moment, Jiang Yang's steps back stopped and he was facing the blade.

Seeing Jiang Yang's performance, the onlookers below were shocked: "What does he want to do!?"

(End of this chapter)