The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 452 Strong, just one word.

The volume of this voice was not high, but the content revealed was really exciting, at least Xiang Yang was taken aback for a moment, who on earth cheated whom?
It is okay to say that Tang Zheng is green with Xu Anbai, after all Xu Anbo and Yao Feihua have a daughter, but he has slept with Yao Feihua for many years; it is also okay to say that Xu Anbai is green with Tang Zheng, Yao Feihua is the wife of Tang Zhengming, but she gave birth to Xu Anbo's child .

Xiang Yang could only secretly sigh that the expensive circle is really messed up. If the inside story of the year is extracted and re-polished, it will be full of fun to make a lace movie.

Of course, Xiang Yang also has doubts, whether this woman sees no hope, and is worried that Xu Anbo will die, so she deliberately fabricated such a lie, not for herself and Tang Zheng, but for her own daughter.

Mother's love is always so great.

In fact, Xiang Yang was not the most surprised, because there were two men who were closely related to Yao Feihua's life, who kept cutting and messing up, and were already confused at this time.

Xu Anbo was surprised with disbelief. In other words, he was very happy to have a daughter, but like Xiang Yang, he suspected that Yao Feihua deliberately lied for her daughter's life.

Tang Zheng was shocked with incomparable anger. Although he was a literati with no strength to restrain a chicken, the veins in his neck were bulging at this time, and his face was full of ferocious expressions.

But Jiang Xiaohan and the others on the Wupeng boat looked unhappy, looking at Yao Feihua wishing to kill her with a palm, and resenting why she didn't gag her mouth, now they are in trouble.

If Xu Anbo was able to let them deal with Tang Zheng and his wife before, now because the identity of the little girl's father is unknown, he must intervene. This has nothing to do with anything else, it is a blood connection.

"Xiang Yang, help me, I will thank you very much in the future."

Xu Anbai didn't have time to tell whether Yao Feihua's words were true or not, his right hand was already on the handle of the knife, his whole body was like a volcano about to erupt, the more accumulated, the more terrifying.

Xiang Yang nodded clearly, and stood side by side with him at the bow, watching the speed of the Uppong boat in front of him, as if it was speeding up, trying to escape from here.

With a single step, the man flew in mid-air, spanned ten feet, and walked across the river. When he was exhausted, his body turned, as if stepping on a cloud, and a strong wind was born out of thin air to support him. on a boat with a little girl and family.

"Stop him."

Jiang Xiaohan's voice fell, and five masters jumped out from the other boats and rushed towards Xiang Yang. They had fists or palms, knives or swords in their hands, and they were all masters not inferior to Ye Qing and others.

It can also be seen from this that the Jiang family is powerful. Compared with it, the Black Dragon Society can only bounce around in the mansion, and when they leave Qingjiang, some people can crush them to death.

"Out of control."

Xiang Yang is like a mighty giant, his majestic body is like weightless catkins, floating in the gaps among these masters, swaying past them all, his hands are constantly moving, bombarded out at a speed that people can't react to since Sunflower Sanshou .

And at this moment, the boat drifted into a turbulent canyon current, and the rolling river was mighty, surging and sweeping, making a deafening slap.

Hiding in the sound of huge waves, five figures fell into the river at the same time. The water spray was turbulent, stained with blood red, and then washed away by the rushing water. Xiang Yang soared up again on the back of a fallen corpse, which shocked Jiang Xiaohan. Anger mixed.

The five people just now are also first-class masters in his hands. Everyone has their own strengths. Unexpectedly, all of them were folded in the hands of Xiang Yang, plus the sound wave master at the beginning, a total of six. He has never experienced this kind of loss. .

"Death, he must die."

Jiang Xiaohan made a decision in his heart that he must kill. He was about to pull out the sheathed long sword in his hand, and he was about to call the rest of his men to attack.

Facing the bow of the big ship, Xu Anbai's deadly, cold, murderous gaze, watching the other party's knife hilt slowly move up, within three feet of the whole body, there is no wave, there is no sound of wind on the bow of the big river, Jiang Xiaohan's long sword was sheathed.

His eldest brother, the number one master of the Jiang family, once commented on the masters of the county. Xu Anbai's cultivation was not in his eyes, but everyone should pay attention to his strong combat power, because if he is not careful, he may die in the under the knife of this person.

Cut in two with one knife, all the souls of the dead will die, either you will die or I will live, this kind of pure and decisive way of the sword is really terrifying.

And with this dazed effort, Xiang Yang had already floated up, and his majestic body, which seemed to weigh more than 200 kilograms, fell on the boat, but there was a slight sound, almost inaudible.

"Terrible Qinggong, even more terrifying people."

Although the hatred towards Xiang Yang was surging, Jiang Xiaohan had to admit that this person was powerful, even higher than Xu Anbo.

To deal with Xu Anbai, using crowd tactics is the most effective and reasonable method, because the way of the sword that cuts the sword in two is indeed not suitable for multi-person melee.

As for Xiang Yang, until now Jiang Xiaohan doesn't know what is Xiang Yang's most powerful thing?
Internal strength?Sonic skill?Light work?Sanshou?

Xiang Yang landed on the board of the boat, walked up to the front of Tang Zheng's family of three, snapped his fingers, broke the thick rope binding the three of them with all his might, then grabbed Yao Feihua and that cute little girl into the In the air, it finally landed on the boat where Xu Anbo was with incomparable precision.

With another kick, Tang Zheng, who was like a dead dog, was also thrown away, and instead focused all his energy on Jiang Xiaohan,

"Just now you spoke in a crazy tone, thinking you had the upper hand.

Now I will give you a chance, show me your sword, and let me see how strong you are. "

Xiang Yang's words can be described as extremely arrogant, but he thinks he has this strength.

The master humiliated the subject to death, and a man beside Jiang Xiaohan and the boatman rowing roared and charged at the same time. One of them swung his arms open, and his long fists turned into shadows of fists all over the sky. Ninety percent of the power.

Xiang Yang punched fist against fist, strong against strong, with two crackling sounds, he directly broke the arm of the man with fierce punches, and the remaining six energy forces were pushed into his body, directly shattering his viscera, and his vitality dissipated instantly .

The paddling boatman's wooden oars were wet, and they were attacking with water droplets. The tricks were quite delicate, and seemed to be a martial art learned from paddling. Unfortunately, it was also a paper tiger, and Xiang Yangxin got a big slash not long ago. The coffin hand qi blade martial art is directly cut in half from the beginning to the end, even the person and the oar are cut from the middle, and the intestines and other organs are bloody.

This martial art is Xue Xinglie's exclusive martial art. At this time, Xiang Yang controls this palm method with three-point return to vitality and internal strength. Gathering energy into a blade, the power is still better than the original version.

Jiang Xiaohan's eyes were about to burst, and with a loud roar, the long sword was finally unsheathed. For a moment, the entire black-covered boat erupted with extremely bright sword light and sword energy.

With this burst of full power, Jiang Xiaohan stabbed 36 swords in just a short period of time. The sword chased the wind and the moon. The limit of what he has achieved has even surpassed his previous strongest attack.

Xiang Yang opened his arms, and his ten fingers used the sword energy and light as the strings to play. Every moment, a completely different martial art change unfolded and disappeared, which was powerful and shocking.

With a bang, the awning boat was shattered by the unparalleled vigor of the two, blending with the river.

In mid-air, Jiang Xiaohan's sword stances and sword moves all tended to be exhausted. Frightened, Xiang Yang's pair of big white jade-like hands slowly pressed down on his chest.

With a thud, Jiang Xiaohan was sent flying into the turbulent river water, and the color of blood disappeared in a flash.

Xiang Yang stood randomly on a wooden board that was the size of a washbasin and was made of the remains of a black awning boat.

As for the remaining masters on the Wupeng boat, the boss of the boat and others saw Xiang Yang's performance of defeating Jiang Xiaohan and the others, there was only one thought in their minds, it was too strong.

(End of this chapter)