The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 109 Shame

Somewhat similar to Xiang Yang's thinking, the bearded man also felt that the young policeman opposite him was a bit difficult to deal with, with good internal strength, solid foundation of sword skills, and strong toughness.

If he is the turbulent and continuous angry waves above the sea, then this young man is a reef standing in the sea that has gone through thousands of blows and is still as firm as ever, and there is no way to start.

Martial arts, either high or low, the two can be said to be [-]% to [-]%, the bearded man has a [-]% chance of winning, and Xiang Yang has a [-]% chance of winning, but the gap is not obvious. Being counter-killed is only in an instant.

"I can't continue. His palm technique is weird. As time goes by, it can restrict the flow of my internal energy and the flexibility of my physical body. If one goes up and down, I will definitely lose. I have to take risks to win."

Faced with this situation, Xiang Yang was not discouraged. With the passage of time and solving various difficult things, he has fully integrated into this world and gradually grew up.

Alternating feet, stepping on the hard mountain, moving slowly, with the Yanling knife in his hand guarding his chest, carefully guarding against the bearded man, while observing the surrounding environment, Xiang Yang quickly constructed possibilities in his mind, and then was caught Negate all of them.

At this moment, Wang Ying, who was chasing Xiang Yang, finally appeared, holding the government's steel knife, looking at the two people who were confronting each other in the open space in front of the cave, and accidentally kicked a stone the size of a fingernail, and the stone gurgled scroll forward.

Following this sound, Big Beard and Xiang Yang seemed to be stimulated by something, and they rushed towards each other in an instant. The two figures were entangled in the dark night, but occasionally the direction of the battle could be seen from the howling palm wind and the reflected knife light. fierce.

Wang Ying's mouth was dry, his forehead was sweating, and he stared at a pair of round eyes, trying to see who was who in the battle, so as to help Xiang Yang win, but he could only sigh again and again. Environment, can't tell the difference at all.

That's all, the key is that even if he can distinguish, it is difficult for him to intervene in such a scene of battle with his martial arts. How strong is the bearded man?Has Xiang Yang reached this level?
"Yes, I know. Back then the bearded man seemed to be fighting me fiercely, but in fact his martial arts were far superior to mine. He deliberately let me go and the government arrested him. Although his status is low, he is also a person who made a name. If I have a mistake, and Yamen can't solve it, it will definitely alarm the God's Catcher, he is not afraid of me, but God's Catcher.

Why are you afraid of God catching the door?Is it because of the black wind cottage?No, he can withdraw at any time, he is afraid of being caught by the gods, because he is afraid of revealing his whereabouts, so that he will be hunted down even if he can't get rid of him.

So it is very likely that he is also the wanted person of God's Catchment, and he has a big beard and no name. He can't see his face clearly, and he has no background. It is completely a cover-up to hide his identity. "

The more Wang Ying thought about it, the more she felt that her guess was indistinguishable. The people in the Qingjiang Mansion who had been wanted by the God Arresting Sect for nearly ten years and had not been arrested quickly flashed through her mind. Difficult to confirm.

"Xiaoxiang, be careful. This person is probably a wanted criminal of the God's Arresters. If you hold him back, a large group of people will be able to kill him in a while. You must take him down this time."

Wang Ying thought about it, it was difficult to confirm, but she had an idea, looked at the two people in the battle, and said loudly on purpose, in order to deceive him, and at the same time play psychological warfare, affect his martial arts performance, and make him make mistakes in chaos , so as to create opportunities for Xiang Yang.

Xiang Yang had discovered Wang Ying a long time ago, but he didn't expect him to do anything for him, it would be nice if he didn't make trouble.

However, he could feel that after Wang Yinggao yelled this sentence, the bearded man paused and delayed for an instant, and his subsequent moves became much more aggressive. Obviously he was stimulated and wanted to make a quick decision.

"Did the former sentence irritate him, or the latter sentence scare him, or both?"

The right palm of the bearded man slapped the blade of the Yanling Saber fiercely, and his left palm hit Xiang Yang who was performing Fuhu Fist, and both of them were repelled several steps by the powerful force at the same time.

Xiang Yang backed away from his feet, feeling a strange internal force pouring in from his left fist, with a gloomy and cold expression, his face changed drastically, and Quanzhen's internal force burst out, directly forcing this internal force out of his body , I just breathed a sigh of relief.

He had a very bad premonition, if he didn't clear it up in time just now, the internal force really penetrated into his whole body, he was afraid that he would die in an ugly way.

Fortunately, although Quanzhen's internal force is weak in terms of attack, he has some skills in defense. Otherwise, it may not be so easy to eliminate the external internal force so quickly.

"This is the seventh time I have met his fists, but it is the first time he tried to use internal force to defeat me. Why didn't he use it before? Was it stimulated? But it was just what I wanted."

Xiang Yang's heart moved slightly, and he continued to rush towards the bearded man under the moonlight, but the bearded man obviously didn't expect Xiang Yang to force out his inner strength so quickly, his face was a little pale, and there was a stern look in his eyes, which was like a tide for the first time. Like murderous intent.

The palms were slightly bluish black, and with extremely sharp eyes, he could see clearly the trajectory of Xiang Yang's saber technique, and repeated the old trick, inserting one palm into the gap of the saber technique, slapping the blade, straight forward and straight, straight On Xiang Yang's chest, the palm wind whistled, blowing the long hair on Xiang Yang's forehead.

The strength of this palm is [-]% higher than before, but in comparison, the bearded man's face is also three points paler than before. Obviously, this palm technique is not so simple to use.

Wang Ying watched this scene from a distance, feeling anxious, and was about to fly up with the knife, but suddenly saw Xiang Yang's left hand hidden behind him suddenly punching the bearded man.

The corners of Xiang Yang's mouth were stern, his eyes were shining brightly, his back was arched, and suddenly straightened, like a long sword shot out, and his left fist made a sharp sound piercing the air.

The bearded man could barely see a little silver light on Xiang Yang's right fist with the help of the starlight from the sky, showing a hint of panic.

Bai Nen clenched his fist tightly, which looked quite cute, but with the four fingers except the thumb, there were three shiny steel needles piercing his left palm at the closed gap, which was terrifying, especially when he looked at it. This is Chen Ning's killing needle.

He wanted to dodge, but he rushed too hard with his palm just now, and Xiang Yang made his move just before the wind of the palm hit his body. There was no time to change his move, and the three steel needles pierced into the bearded man's left palm, bringing out three lines of blood .

Xiang Yang took advantage of the opportunity to loosen his clenched fist, moved his feet, and avoided the impact of the bearded man sideways. In the gap where the bearded man's body was convulsed due to pain, he used the Hu family's sword technique to break the big man with one blow. The flesh and blood on Beard's right chest near his arm was spattered with hot blood.

There is only a line between the left and the right, and the situation has taken a turn for the worse for the bearded man who was originally sure of winning.

But Xiang Yang was a loser. With the help of hidden weapons and the cover of the dark night, he slapped his beard and turned it over, turning defeat into victory. Wang Ying, who was watching in the distance, was stunned, and the bearded face was full of resentment.

Xiang Yang let out a deep breath, threw away the rag wrapped around his left hand, held the knife in his backhand and put it behind his back, carefully looked at the skin of his left hand, and confirmed that there was no problem, before he smiled, it was a hearty feeling after a big victory smile.

(End of this chapter)