The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 176 Instant Kill
The speed, ferocity, and strength of Xiang Yang's strikes not only surprised Dong Zizi, but also Lin Bei and Zhang Wei, who had always thought highly of themselves, felt that the momentum was like thunder, irresistible.

However, Dong Zizi can occupy a place in the Hezhang sub-rudder of the Black Dragon Association. Naturally, he is not a mediocre bag. The robe was also torn apart by this fierce blow.

This is a move to encircle Wei and save Zhao, and the enemy must be saved when attacking the enemy. Xiang Yang shot with all his strength, the explosion was amazing, the speed of the sword was extremely fast, and his body skills were not comparable to that of Dong Zizi, but he has been fighting for a long time, and he knows that although the level of martial arts is the key to victory or defeat Sexual factors, but not the decisive and the only factor.

It is true that it is difficult for Dong Zizi to take over the thirteen movements of flying sand and walking stones, but under the outbreak, it will be extremely difficult for Xiang Yang to survive under his wooden staff, unless the opponent practices horizontal exercises such as iron head skills to protect the head .

"Good reaction. Although this person's martial arts is not as good as the three third-generation disciples of the Qingguang Sword Sect, he has more experience in fighting and fighting, and is more difficult to deal with."

However, Dong Zizi made an empiricist mistake. He thought that Xiang Yang broke out with all his strength, and the sword technique was everything, but he didn't know the power of the golden-topped cotton palm implied in his left palm.

Abandoning the scabbard with the left hand, it turned into a gentle palm, lightly pressing the top of the wooden staff that thundered down, the palm force was continuous, and the strong force was removed, and the sharp knife in the right hand did not stop for a moment.

The thirteen-style saber moves were cut on the neck, temples on both sides, seven key points on the waist, abdomen and chest, the big tendons on both sides of the thighs under the thighs, and the last knife inserted into the dantian.

When Xiang Yang took a step back to calm the turbulent blood energy and Zixia's internal energy in his body, Lin Bei, Zhang Wei, and Liu Jilai, who was hiding in the dark and watching, were already terrified and unable to contain themselves. Did Dong Zizi die like this?
Yes, facing everyone's eyes, a spring of blood splashed out from thirteen vital points of Dong Cripple's body, his eyes widened, and he kept waving the wooden stick, but the top of the wooden stick burst open, and then a grunt came out of Dong's mouth. The lame man rolled off his hands.

By the moonlight, Liu Jilai, Lin Bei and others only saw a young man holding a slender bright knife, eyebrows like a sword, and eyes resembling a phoenix. Dare to make people look directly.

The originally slightly childish appearance turned out to be indescribably masculine and handsome, that was the irresistible charm of a man who was boiling with murderous intent after killing someone.

"There is such a sword technique. No, the sword technique is only part of it. This young man's attainment of this sword technique is the key. Unexpectedly, someone like Liu who has practiced swordsmanship for 20 years is not as good as a young man."

Liu Jilai is also a good swordsman, proficient in the wild wave sword technique, but recently abandoned the sword and practiced the sword, and he is unfamiliar with the sword technique. When he first saw Xiang Yang's sword sweeping like a gust of wind, he felt fearful.

But these did not affect his knowledge at all. The thirteen moves of flying sand and walking stones may not be comparable to the wild wave sword technique, but when Xiang Yang used it, it was amazing and made him suspicious. He really wanted to throw away the sword that he had practiced for so many years law?

Not to mention that Liu Jilai and Lin Bei were inexplicably horrified, even Xie Twelve and Wang Tong couldn't believe the power of Xiang Yang's sword skills.

In terms of pure force, except for Luo Qi, they, Lu Da's confidantes, I'm afraid no one will be able to take this knife.

"Good boy, so I kept my hand during the sparring, and he didn't try his best. The improvement of martial arts is so fast. It's no wonder Luo Qi and Peng Xuan admired him so much."

Wang Tong thought about it secretly, and knew that he was no match for Xiang Yang's effort, but his mind was never moved.

The blood in his heart was surging, he glanced at Lin Bei, and stepped forward, forming an army alone, roaring away like thousands of troops, the tip of the short spear flashed coldly, and stabbed Lin Bei at an extremely vicious angle.

Xie Twelve looked at Zhang Wei and smiled, a black armor-like object suddenly grew out of his right hand, with venomous thorns protruding outwards, and even covered the poisonous scorpion in his hand, wrapping it like a simple glove.

For a while, the scene was noisy and uproarious, the sound of fighting spread for several miles, the people in the inn had already been woken up, but they all shrank in the room and covered their heads with quilts, not daring to look.

Xiang Yang killed Dong Laizi, and wanted to continue to kill Lin Bei and Zhang Wei, but saw that Wang Tong and Xie Shier had already made a move. If he suddenly entered the battle, he might underestimate them, so he aimed at The Black Dragon Society, who is still fighting the poisonous scorpion, will help everyone.

With tangling and stumbling sword techniques, slow and powerful palm techniques, and surging leg techniques, Xiang Yang rushed into the crowd from the front of his head, and people kept flying or fell to one side along the way, crying and howling in pain, waiting to hit the back , Of the dozens of people who came, few of them could stand still.

"When the martial arts are low, it is still possible to delay or win with the crowd tactics, but when the martial arts are high, the gap between the two cannot be measured, and the crowd tactics will be difficult to be effective, unless they are all warriors with strong martial arts."

Xiang Yang held the handle of the knife back, looked at the people lying scattered on the ground stretching out from under his feet, and felt emotional. Although his martial arts has reached this stage, although he is still at the beginning and not very high, he is still Small achievements are by no means comparable to those in the past.

"It's just where is the remaining person? Why can't I find it?"

Xiang Yang didn't kill him. These people can recover after a few months of recuperation after the most serious injuries. Now they just don't have the strength to stand up again, which is a small punishment and a big warning.

And there are four side missions in Tianshu, except for Dong Zizi who was beheaded by him first and the other two, there is one person who has not shown his face.

Xiang Yang was looking for Liu Jilai, but Liu Jilai kept hiding in the dark and did not dare to show his face. Dong Xizi died, which was completely unexpected.

You must know that he usually competes with the opponent, and in order to win, he needs at least [-] moves, and he can use the mad wave saber technique to the extreme.

But this young man's martial arts are decisive and fierce, his ultimate moves are too strong, and his murderous intent is too strong, he is not sure of winning, so naturally he dare not take the lead, if he falls too, no one will save him.

The wild wave knife technique was created by Liu Shengyuan's epiphany when he watched the rising tide of the Qingjiang River. The momentum of the knife is continuous and rising.

This is the essence of the Kuang Lang Saber Technique. If Liu Jilai's Kuang Lang Saber Technique spreads out, it may not be inferior to the opponent, but what he is afraid of is that the opponent will not give him a chance to accumulate strength and momentum.

On the court, the battle between Lin Bei and Wang Tong was also extremely stalemate. Compared with the instant life and death between Xiang Yang and Dong Zizi, they cared more about the follow-up and arrangement of each move.

At this time, Wang Tong fired his spear with all his strength, the short spear was full of shadows, and he focused on not killing himself with every move. Cheng Ren's belief in nine deaths and no life is not very clever, but the force of the spear is too iron-blooded, and it has the essence of spear skills in the army.

Lin Bei was suppressed by Wang Tong. Although the delicate long sword was wielded like a crane pecking its beak, the coordinated steps were quite exquisite, but there is a so-called one-strength drop ten times, no matter how fancy the sword is, it is still difficult to defeat the opponent's one-shot kill.

"There is a saying that is too hard to break, and it also applies to martial arts, but things in the world are not absolute.

How do you know where your limit is if you are not just fierce to the extreme?How do you know that it is so fierce that it is about to break?Good shot. "

Xiang Yang's eyes were piercing, watching from the standpoint of an outsider, he had a better understanding of Wang Tong's marksmanship.

Maybe this spear technique is rough and simple, and its mechanics are hard to compare with many small and exquisite martial arts, but its gun power that regards death as home is enough to make up for any shortcomings.

(End of this chapter)