The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 537
The saber Qi of Broken Gold and Broken Jade is enough to split Song Rubi in half, but at the moment of attack, Xiang Yang perfectly controlled the saber Qi to injure and not kill, the saber Qi pierced the skin and stopped, what a terrible knife this is Law.

Song Rubi was trembling all over, his lips were pale, the sweat and blood on his face were mixed together, his heroic face looked extremely ferocious, and the goosebumps all over his body couldn't go away.

How is it possible, how is it possible, that Xiang Zhao who walks the dog and walks the bird is actually an immortal swordsman, this is simply absurd.

However, the facts are before his eyes, that slashing knife is extremely fast and ruthless, and it contains power and magic that ordinary people can't imagine. Under one blow, it will be split together with his self-confidence and will. He has never heard of such a knife technique. Pass.

Song Rubi was shocked, but how could the masters of the Xiang family's bodyguards not be shocked, that knife not only wiped out Song Rubi's vigor, but also dispelled their confusion, as if their spirit and will had been washed away.

Xiang Zhao has such attainments in swordsmanship, such a powerful swordsmanship, the Xiang family is hopeful, and the Zhenyuan Escort is hopeful.

The scimitar returned to its sheath without a sound, the light that was originally as bright as day dissipated, Xiang Yang smiled, and pressed his left hand on the handle of the Nightless Sky, infinitely happy, Ruyi Tianmo, chained eight moves, and improved again.

"After half a month, the battle in Songshan is imperative. I hope Brother Song will also come to watch the battle."

Song Rubi was speechless, with this martial art, how could Li Hai be Xiang Zhao's opponent?I'm afraid it would be more or less the case if his old man took the shot himself, but when he thought of facing all kinds of devilish swords, he shook his head, swayed his body, and flew away...

Xiang Yang returned to the study, sat on the big chair, his heart was calm, defeating a Song Rubi was nothing, and in simple terms, this person was slightly inferior to Feng Wuya.

Reining in his mind, he spread out the white paper that filled half of the desk, waved his hands and drew a diagram of the meridians of the human body, and wrote paragraphs of inscrutable martial arts mental methods with fine brush and ink on the side of the diagram.

There are the formulas of the Celestial Silkworm Magical Art, and the complete version of the three-point return to vitality mental method, and even mixed with the essence of the wedding dress magic skill, muscle-changing bone-forging skill, Suzaku Burning Heaven Jue, Sunflower Collection, turning Qi into ice, etc.

At the end of the article, Xiang Yang took out another piece of paper, muttered in his mouth, and his eyes fell into deep thinking. In this chapter of martial arts, it was deleted, added and subtracted, and turned into a specious opening essence, Similar to the previous one, with minor changes.

Repeatedly, one after another, Xiang Yang was immersed in the vast ocean of martial arts, making achievements, and it was easy to say. If it weren't for that epiphany like a gift from heaven, and so many profound internal methods as the theoretical basis, Don't even think about it.

This process is extremely boring for ordinary warriors. It is easy to follow the scriptures, but it is too difficult to form a school of one's own. Not everyone has the kind of boldness to create a lineage, but Xiang Yang is willing to do so. This is the foundation of enlightenment.

On the other side, Song Rubi stumbled all the way out, stepping on the roofs on both sides of the street, jumped up and landed silently.

After getting out of the Zhenyuan Escort Headquarters, I flew all the way to a small inn not far away, pushed open the door of a room, met the surprised eyes of a few colleagues, spewed out a mouthful of blood, and lost my breath in an instant .

"Senior Brother Song, what's the matter?"

"Hurry up and send true energy to Senior Brother Song, Junior Sister Wang, you go to the doctor."

A few people were startled, didn't they go to Zhenyuan Escort?Why does it seem like you have encountered some life-and-death enemy? There are such masters in Ganzhou City?
These five people are all Song Rubi's younger brothers and younger sisters. They went up to the mountain to study with their teachers since they were young. They have deep feelings and are as close as brothers and sisters. This is also the difference between this sect and Da Zhou.

In the Songshan Sword Sect, even if Song Rubi's martial arts is not the only one, he can still be regarded as one of the top five. He has integrated the family's excellent point punching method and pine and cypress swordsmanship. Even his master is full of praise. Who can hurt him so much?
"Don't say anything, I'm fine. Let's pack up, leave the city overnight, and talk about it when we go back to the mountain. I have something important to tell the master."

Song Rubi's face was covered with blood, and his eyes were red. He looked like a ghost crawling out of hell, and his voice was full of powerlessness.

Although Xiang Yang's saber qi can be retracted freely, the humiliation brought by the skin-cutting pain, depression, and an all-conquering fierce saber force shocked Song Rubi's internal injuries. It will take at least three or two months of conditioning, and it is possible to recover with internal strength healing .

Of course, he only had a deep fear of Xiang Yang, and did not dare to have resentment. Killing him with one knife was like killing a pig and dog. His master might not be able to do such a martial art.

"I know that the master also has the intention of spying on the Xiang family's sunflower magical skills, but Xiang Zhao's current martial arts are too terrifying, he is probably still ahead of his father Xiang Long, and is directly catching up to his grandfather Xiang Wei, so he must not be taken lightly.

It's just that I can't figure it out, even if Xiang Zhao has practiced the Sunflower Magic Art, he should be good at the magic needle, how can he practice such unpredictable sword skills? "

Song Rubi was full of puzzlement, frowning, thinking secretly in his heart.

Zhenyuan Xiang's family became famous in Daliang, all because of the name of Xiang Wei Shenzhen, who was invincible in all battles. He was so powerful in both black and white throughout his life, and the sunflower magic was also spread all over the world, becoming a treasure of magic that countless people desire.

If Xiang Yang defeated him with a magic needle, he wouldn't be that surprised. The key point is that he has never heard of Xiang's family being good at swordsmanship. His father Xiang Long is also famous for his swordsmanship. How can he teach such a swordsman?
Song Rubi and Xiang Zhao met three years ago. At that time, Xiang Long and the head of the Songshan Sword Sect, that is, his master Xue Wen, set up a son and daughter family. One of the disciples of the school became familiar with it.

Speaking of Xiang Zhao, he was actually not very annoying.

He was born in a famous family, his family background is prominent, his appearance is handsome, people like him, and he has no bad habits, so he can be regarded as a good person.

As for the shortcomings, it is just that he has been spoiled since he was a child, some children have a temper, and he has no ambitions, and his martial arts are mediocre, even worse than the worst disciple of his Songshan Sword Sect.

Unexpectedly, seeing you again today, Xiang Zhao has already practiced such a fearsome and terrifying sword technique. Even though empowerment or taking drugs can increase his skill, but that kind of sword skill can't be faked. Could it be that this person has been pretending before?Is there some kind of conspiracy?

Song Rubi shuddered, his brain circuits were clear, and all his cognition about Xiang Zhao collapsed in his heart. This person became extremely mysterious, and he even thought that he might be related to the Songshan Sword School.

"No, I still have to go back to the mountain and report to the master. Li Hai's defeat is a small matter, but the rise and fall of my Songshan Sword Sect is a major issue."

Not long after, in the middle of the moonlit night, a group of people called out the manager of the inn and retreated from the room. The two juniors ran wildly all the way with Song Rubi on their arms. Songshan was a hundred miles away from Bacheng, and it didn't take much time with their foot strength.

(End of this chapter)