The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 226 Lin Family Assassin
Xiang Yang's palms were wet, and his clothes were soaked in cold sweat. This was his reaction after encountering a great stimulus. It was almost, maybe he would really die before he left.

The man in front of him turned into a small beggar with a method similar to the bone shrinking skill. He randomly picked a place to beg and wait, and no one would be wary of him.

Xiang Yang was overwhelmed by pity, he just donated some money at will, and was assassinated the moment he turned around, who would have thought?
"There is a problem. My whereabouts have been controlled by someone. Who is it? This person must have ambushed here a long time ago, but he doesn't seem to be a professional killer. He released his murderous aura too early, which made me aware. It is somewhat different from the Zoroastrian killer. different."

Xiang Yang was assassinated twice by people from the Fire Worship Cult. These two times, the opponents were extremely professional killers. Their martial arts were not very high, but their killing methods were very strong. This person gave him a wrong feeling.

To put it bluntly, if the person just now was really a master of the Zoroastrian Cult, and Xiang Yang was unprepared, then no matter how fast his reaction was, he would still be stabbed, instead of just a false alarm as he is now.

"Who are you? How dare you come to assassinate me?"

It was already the end of the fifth hour, the shops on both sides of the street were closed, and there were very few pedestrians. Even if there were any, when they saw the knife being used, they turned away in fright, for fear of harming the fish in the pond.

"The reaction is quick and the skill is very good, but do you think you can escape?"

The man turned a blind eye to the injury on his hand, snorted coldly, raised his little finger and blew a whistle near his mouth, and four black shadows jumped out from hidden corners or from the roof of the shop.

The four of them are like ghosts, wearing night clothes, blending in the darkness, holding a dark long sword in their hands, with similar auras, harmonious as one person, they must be well-versed in formations, and trained tacit understanding of warriors.

"These four people prove that they are not members of the Zoroastrian Cult. So besides the Zoroastrians, only Yan Rui and the Lin family are left. Is it one of them?"

Xiang Yang didn't expect that this group of people were really so daring, daring to besiege and kill him in Qingjiang Fucheng blatantly.Or, is this just the self-assertion of someone's anger?

The strength and aura of these four people gave Xiang Yang the feeling that they were not much different from Peng Xuan of the God Catcher, but the four of them teamed up to help each other with true energy, and they were endlessly alive. That would be very different, maybe Luo Qi is not an opponent either.

"Unfortunately, when I met me, I happened to have a fight with Tu Lei. I didn't try my best, and the mystery of the blood knife was not fully realized. I will use you to try my edge."

The Blood Knife Sutra is an evil knife technique for killing people. It can use human life to practice the knife. It is weird and vicious, and it is powerful. It is very regrettable that the stars have changed, and the Shenzhao Sutra has never been obtained. Xiang Yang can be called the highest level of martial arts.

When the Yanling Saber was in his hand, Xiang Yang was indifferent, his face was calm and expressionless, only a pair of eyes were faintly glowing red, and the blood in the saber filled and floated in the meridians, faintly connecting with the long saber in his hand.

"kill him."

There was a strange look in the eyes of the man dressed as a beggar, and he stepped back a few steps and said to the four men in black, all of them rushed towards Xiang Yang, the long sword in their hands fluttered like a rain of flowers and rained down. , Murderous intent is like ice, freezing through people's hearts.

These four people's long swords intertwined and interlocked, forming a faint sword array, which framed Xiang Yang, and the four sword tips pierced Xiang Yang's body around the vital points like poisonous snakes, almost unavoidable.

"The swordsmanship is good, and the sword array is good, but compared with Tu Lei's broad sword hitting the shore, it is much shallower. How can it hurt me?"

Facing the crisis, Xiang CCTV ignored it, commented on it, and shook his head. These four people have good swordsmanship, and the sword array is very powerful because of the tacit understanding, but it is too pure and has great flaws.

In layman's terms, they practiced swords and became dead swords. Not only were the four of them not considered swordsmen, they were not even considered swordsmen. They had no enthusiasm for swords in their hearts, and their sword moves tended to be rigid.

Therefore, outsiders may see that their swordsmanship is extremely powerful and full of murderous intent, but to Xiang Yang, it is far from the pressure that Tu Lei's sword brought to him, not to mention that he has no shackles in his heart at this time, and his murderous intention is together. I can't take it anymore.

There was a trembling and buzzing sound of the long knife, and the blood-colored shadow of the knife flashed, as if a cloud of blood floated towards it.

There was no sound of sword clashing, no hoarse roaring, but a trace of fear suddenly flashed in the eyes of the beggar man. From the corner of the light emitted by a red lantern outside a shop door by the street, he saw four headless corpses standing on the ground. There.

When he reacted, his nostrils twitched, and there was a smell of blood under his feet. He looked down and saw four blood-soaked heads neatly placed under his feet, piled up in a ball, with big eyes wide open, staring at him viciously.

"This, this, how is this possible?"

The beggar man couldn't believe what he was seeing. He knew the martial arts of these four people best. They were beheaded head-on under the trigger of the sword formation, and the way of death was so strange, beyond his imagination.

"Nothing is impossible, tell me your identity and the people behind you, maybe I will consider letting you go."

Xiang Yang's eyes were bright red, and the long knife in his hand pointed at the ground obliquely, and slowly approached the man, his tone was soft, but it frightened the man even more than the whispering of the devil.

"Here, arrester Xiang, the villain is the manager of the Lin family. This is just a misunderstanding. Madam Juan gave the villain an order. I am only following his orders, and I have no intention of offending your majesty."

The beggar swallowed his saliva, and almost vomited out his background and the people behind him, losing his morals faster than Xiang Yang imagined.

"Mrs. Juan? Is it Lu Juan? Lu Hu's younger sister?"

"That's right, that's right, Madam Juan learned that you killed Lu Hu in Wenyang Town, so she ordered the villain to assassinate Detective Xiang. Hurry up, there are a lot of adults, let the villains go."

The man begged, his face was extremely flustered, and he knelt down directly towards Xiang Yang, kowtowed a few times, but at the last moment when he raised his head, he threw three hidden weapons cut from sharp iron pieces from his cuff.

"Hidden weapons focus on surprise. Although your hidden weapon technique is average, you have already grasped its essence, not bad."

Watching the beggar man release his hidden weapon and leap towards the roof on one side, Xiang Yang waved his sleeve robe, rolled the three hidden weapons back and shot them, directly cutting off the man's knee sockets, and with a scream, fell from mid-air Down, writhing in pain.

Xiang Yang took back the Yanling Saber, just happened to see a few little beggars curled up there trembling, smiled, and took out another ingot of silver from his bosom,
"Go to the god arresting gate, please come over there quickly, this is yours, go quickly."

The little beggar walked around the streets, perhaps illiterate, but he was still familiar with the God of Catchment. A rather clever boy jumped up from the straw mat, greedily glanced at the silver in Xiang Yang's hand, and moved in one direction. run.

Xiang Yang stayed where he was and waited quietly. The Lin family didn't do anything, it was Lu Juan's own initiative, and this time she was caught by herself, I'm afraid Mrs. Juan is going to be in bad luck.

Even the detectives of the God's Catchment Clan dare to attack and kill them. Without the help of the God Catcher's Clan, the Lin family will naturally not spare this woman with long hair and short knowledge.

　I want to say something about some readers who thought in the last chapter that the dungeon guards flattered the prisoners so that they could obtain martial arts or benefits, and called it dereliction of duty.

　　The so-called flattery is nothing more than offering some delicious food and drink, and doing what one likes. The purpose is not really to please, but just to change the behavior and thinking to extract the remaining value of the prisoner. This is the tacit approval of the upper class.

　　Moreover, there is not a guard in the dungeon, there are many hidden masters, it is really too ugly, it will be unflattering on both sides.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)