The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 1051
Although Amu is not a top expert, but at this age, he has achieved the innate realm, which can be regarded as aptitude and talent.

He wandered in the rivers and lakes, experienced many vicissitudes, and met many strong men, but he had never seen such outstanding figures as the man and woman in front of him.

Xiang Yang, who no longer hides his breath and no longer suppresses his momentum, is like a god above the nine heavens, a powerful existence that mortals can hardly look up to, and dare not look up to. The real aura can shock Amu to death.

Such a person is so great that he can only worship, Amu Jingruo ghosts and gods.

Although Nan Fenglan can't compare with Xiang Yang, as a strong man of heaven and man, she is also not something that a little Amu can resist, and she regards herself as the stars around the sun, intertwined with Xiang Yang's aura, forming an In one piece, there is also a few traces of the majesty of preaching.

"Come with me, I have something to ask you."

Amu's appearance is good, but unfortunately his character is too bad, at least when it comes to treating Ruyu, he is an out-and-out scumbag, which makes Xiang Yang feel unfavorable, and has no good tone, he said coldly.

And as Xiang Yang's voice came into his ears, Amu's heart rose with great obedience. It was a indulgence in the face of power, power, power, no hope of resistance, and no possibility of self-salvation. Well, to put it another way To put it simply, it is to break the jar and resign to fate.

So I saw a strange scene on the small road, Xiang Yang and Nan Fenglan walked side by side, a man and a woman, as rich as jade, as elegant as orchid, as chic as admiring flowers in a garden.

Two feet behind the two of them followed a man in black with a hunched body, whose body was as stiff as a log. His eyes were empty, full of fear and worry in his confusion, and he no longer had the strength and vigor he had just faced Mrs. Ruyu.

Not long after, the three of them came to a quiet lawn behind Beiyuan.

The moon in the sky is curved, glowing with silver light, and the stars are dotted, blue as the sea, reflecting the light yellow grass below, which looks like a vine, and there is a strong wind blowing, like waves in the green ocean.

In such a beautiful night, Xiang Yang turned around, a pair of blade-like pupils turned, and cast his gaze on the young man not far in front of him, exerting boundless pressure on the other party,

"Tell me, what is your relationship with Mrs. Ru Yu? Why do you want her to approach Bai Xiong? What is the secret of Lingya Mountain you mentioned?
Tell me everything, I can give you what you want, otherwise, you will never bear the consequences, I can guarantee it. "

Xiang Yang has a lot of guesses and questions, and the person in front of him is a good person who verifies the guesses and solves the doubts, so it is half a lure and half a threat to let him speak.

Huh, huh, facing Xiang Yang, Amu's legs trembled in fear, and his eyelids twitched.

After gasping for a few quick breaths, he used his mind to calm down the depression and fear in his heart, then wiped the wet sweat from his temples and forehead, and asked rhetorically,

"Give me whatever you want? Who are you? How dare you boast so much?"

When it came to life and death, he calmed down and asked himself that killing him was not much more difficult than crushing an ant, so since he didn't kill him, he must have something to ask for, and his life was guaranteed in a short time.

Instead, he now has doubts about the identities of Xiang Yang and Nan Fenglan.

Not to mention the terrifying martial arts, Xiang Yang's lofty, majestic and invincible courage, and Nan Fenglan's indescribably noble and non-artificial temperament are not something ordinary martial arts can have.

"Hey, hey, little brother, I think you have misunderstood your situation? Now I am the knife and you are the fish, so you can say whatever you want, so as not to suffer. You don't look like an idiot. Why are you confused now?"

Nan Fenglan clicked her tongue and shook her head, causing her hair to flutter like willows and scatter like a waterfall. With a movement of her feet, she stabbed in front of Amu's body in an instant. Pierce the unique true energy everywhere.

In an instant, Amu, who was originally as strong as iron, collapsed on the ground, rolling on the ground like a puddle of mud, his facial features were distorted, and his face was hideous and terrifying.

Under his clothes, between the slightly dark skin, a protruding long strip swims all over his body, causing blood mist to burst out on the tough and tight skin like cowhide.

The pain it produces is comparable to the pain a woman suffers during pregnancy and childbirth in October.

This is a special martial art that belongs to the God Catch Sect. It is called Qiqiao Poxinjue. It is specially created by the masters in the sect for tough prisoners. The purpose is to torture and punish, and it is extremely sinister and vicious.

Qiqiao breaks the heart, one skill is stronger than the other, there are up to seven blood lines rushing in the human body, so that the tortured person will experience the pain seven times that of a pregnant woman in childbirth, enough to make people die of nerve collapse.

Nan Fenglan's sudden attack was to teach Amu a lesson, and she was quite measured in her actions. She was capable of playing Qiqiao with her cultivation level, but she only used one skillful force to make Amu hurt but not hurt, and tasted the bitterness.

But in a short while, Amu was already in pain to the point of hitting his head on the ground, begging to be stimulated by greater pain to suppress the boundless pain in front of him. Unfortunately, the turf was soft, and only dozens of big holes were smashed, but it was barely enough to smash his forehead Scratch some skin.

"I said, I said, I said everything, help me, help me..."

After suffering for a while, Amu finally bowed his head first and begged for mercy. This kind of pain was something he had never experienced in his past life, and it was continuous and deepening pain.

So not to mention asking him to reveal a few news, even asking him to cut off his meridians and abolish his martial arts immediately, he would probably execute it without hesitation.

However, his previous performance was too unbearable, Nan Fenglan was angry with him, or hated him, pretending not to notice.

Only when Xiang Yang signaled to her, did he point out a finger force to dissolve the strength of Qiqiao's breaking heart formula, freeing him from the boundless pain.

"This martial art is the Seven Skills Breaking the Heart. It is not passed down to the disciples of the God Catchers. You are masters from the God Catchers."

Although the strength was relieved, Amu's nerves were tense after being tortured by boundless pain just now, as if he was fished out of the river with wetness.

He looked up to the sky in a big character shape, with a relaxed expression, as if he had just run for three days and three nights without rest, his whole body was about to be scrapped, and now he was resting on Simmons' big bed, so comfortable that he was about to go out of his body.

Immediately, Amu jumped up like a carp, stood still and said to Xiang Yang and Nan Fenglan in a firm tone.

Although this Qiqiao Heartbreaker is not unique, it is also extremely secret. Ordinary people have never heard of it, and have never seen it. This Amu is just a little innate. Where did he know the Qiqiao Heartbreaker?

(End of this chapter)