The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 584: The Demon Art of Not Dissolving Bone
Seeing this situation, Yuan Bao also recited the Buddha's name in a low voice, with compassion looming in his eyes, they were nothing more than two pawns, manipulated by others, and it was difficult to choose between life and death, isn't it a pitiful person?
"By the way, Brother Xiang, I heard that Cui Ming of the Bashan Sword Sect has left the customs and threatened to fight you to the death. This incident has caused a lot of trouble. Many people from Yanxi County and Shang County came here after hearing the news. Have you ever offended this person?"

Xiang Yang was obsessed with studying the black-haired giant zombie in the valley. He was isolated from the world and had no news. When he heard what Yuan Bao said, his face was puzzled.

"I haven't offended many people recently. As a disciple of Cui Ming's Bashan Sword Sect, the one who can make him take action is either the Gu family or the Yuwen family. Is it that woman?"

Cui Ming has no enmity with him, the two counties are far apart, this person must be entrusted by someone to name him.

The Gu family was warned by Guo Taishan that Xiang Yang was most inclined to the Yuwen family, especially the incident between her out-of-control demonic nature and that stunning beautiful woman. Although it was not true, it was considered a frivolous family. How could she let it go?
Seeing Xiang Yang's pensive look, shame and guilt flashed in his eyes from time to time, Yuan Bao sighed, he didn't know what the relationship between the two was, but he still persuaded,
"The Bashan Sword Sect is located in Shangjun, and I heard from the masters and elders that the people in this school only learn swordsmanship, their minds are strong, and their killing power is better than some people in the underworld and evil ways.

Cui Ming is a genius and expert of the Bashan Sword Sect. He has practiced Dzogchen three years ago. This is what one of my fellow temple brothers said, and there is no falsehood.

If possible, Brother Xiang would still make peace with him. The elders of my temple also have contacts with the Bashan Sword Sect. If necessary, Brother Xiang can find my master. "

Yuan Bao is worried that Xiang Yang is not Cui Ming's opponent. Xiang Yang is a genius, a genius, and Cui Ming is the same. He is much older than Xiang Yang. Are those extra years wasted?
A few years ago, Xiang Yang's skills were not as deep as his, and he could only help from the sidelines in the battle with Song Zuwu, fighting the autumn wind. Although he was reborn and improved by leaps and bounds in just a few years, he lost his foundation in the end.

"I can't avoid it, I can't hide it, this person wants to fight me to the death, it must have been widely spread, if I avoid it and don't fight, all the previous efforts will be in vain, and my heart will not allow myself to back down.

Yuan Bao, I will take care of my affairs, you don't have to worry, but you should pay attention to your own safety.

You are traveling to Kangzhou, the road is high and the road is far away, and there are sinister people, you must act carefully, and never disclose the matter of Dahuandan to others. "

Xiang Yang smiled lightly. Today, he has experienced a lot of wind and rain, and his mind and will are constantly sharpened. Few people have anything to make him waver and retreat.

When he first came to this world, he was trembling and acted cautiously and wretchedly. It was because he was living alone in a strange world, with fear and confusion. In order to survive, he did everything he could.

And when he gradually integrated into this world and experienced many things, he was no longer satisfied with simple survival, he wanted to live a better life, because he had the ability and force to do this.

Now that martial arts are mastered by the day after tomorrow, under the circumstances that the innate talent does not come out, it is the small group of people who are extremely powerful, so they naturally have greater ambitions.

Changsheng will be a long time to come, because he is still too young, it is better to set the goal of being invincible, or even a short-term goal of being invincible at the same level.

Now he is not afraid that his opponent is too strong, but he is afraid that his opponent is too weak. Rather than ravaging the weak, he prefers to fight against the strong, fight to the death, and win or lose. This makes his blood boil even more.

If Cui Ming is really as good as Yuan Bao said, Xiang Yang will be very happy.

The two chatted for a while, and Yuan Bao continued on the road, performing a lightness kung fu lifting technique of Baiyu Temple, and the white back quickly disappeared at the corner of the path.

They could delay it, but the eminent monk whose life was hanging by a thread in Kangzhou couldn't delay it. The young monk also knew that the matter was important and dared not neglect it.

Xiang Yang jumped on the dark clouds and stepped on the snow again, but after learning that Cui Ming had made a life-and-death fight with him, he lost the interest in traveling in the mountains and rivers. Instead of walking leisurely before, he whipped his horse and galloped back Qingjiang Fucheng.

In the God Catchment Gate, Liu Ruohai was very relaxed and comfortable at first, but after listening to Xiang Yang's explanation of the various events in Dasheng County, his face changed again and again, muttering in his mouth, he suddenly got up and stared at the expressionless Xiang in front of him. Central,
"Did you get that nameless evil skill? If so, I advise you, don't covet the power of the evil skill and cultivate yourself. It will be harmful and not beneficial to you."

Hearing Liu Ruohai's expression, Xiang Yang was slightly moved, thinking of something in his mind, smiled, nodded and said,

"It's natural. My foundation has been established, and the magic power I cultivate is upright and bright. Of course, I won't destroy my future. I just listened to Liu Butou's intentions, and I have a good understanding of this evil skill?"

Xiang Yang is also experienced and knowledgeable now, but he has never heard of such an evil skill, so he can't help being curious. Only half of it is already so amazing. If it is the whole book, I really can't imagine it. Maybe it is enough to compare with some of the Hong Kong comics. Martial arts of gods and demons.

"Well, if my predictions are correct, the nameless evil art you mentioned should be the bone-dissolving magic art, which has been passed down for hundreds of years, or even longer. Unlearned.

There are legends among the folks that zombies are divided into white hair, black hair, purple hair, and bones. This is actually the evolution and improvement process of this magic art.

The peerless masters who have practiced to the highest level without melting bones are invincible. Even if the dragon king Shui Wuhen, who is famous in Yongzhou today and faintly known as No.

It's just that this skill has very evil intentions, practitioners will be strangled to death by the righteous way and even the evil way. If you practice it, I'm afraid not only the gods will not tolerate you, but even the world will not have a place for you. "

Xiang Yang was taken aback, this magic skill is so powerful?He knew a strong man who had attained the golden body of Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva more than a hundred years ago, and wondered if he could match him.

Liu Ruohai ignored Xiang Yang, frowned, thought for a long time, even crossed the desk, paced back and forth in the room, and finally asked Xiang Yang to tell the location of the black-haired stiff in detail.

"Don't tell others about this matter, I will send someone to deal with it, and you don't want to interfere anymore.

Recently, Cui Ming asked you to fight, and you must have understood it. How, to fight or not to fight, to fight, I, God Catcher, will back you up, just give it a go, regardless of life or death.

If you don't fight, I, God Cultivator, can tell you the truth. The Bashan Sword Sect dare not persecute you. "

Xiang Yang didn't expect Liu Ruohai to say that, but he felt a little warm in his heart. The Bashan Sword Sect is powerful, and there are so many masters in the sect.

Just like Xiang Yang, who said it was a life-and-death battle, if he really killed Cui Ming, maybe some master or uncle would jump out to avenge him.

Now that he has the guarantee of the gods, he has one less scruples.

"Of course there is a fight, he came from a long distance, if I avoid it and don't fight, there may be some rumors in the rivers and lakes.

But for this battle, I want to find a hidden place, so I only send people from Shenzhumen and Bashan Sword Sect to watch the battle. "

Liu Ruohai smiled and agreed, thought for a while, returned to the desk, took out a jade box and a case file and handed them to Xiang Yang, his eyes full of expectations,
"This is prepared for you by the headhunter Xixian of Yanxi County. I originally thought to give it to you after a while, but since you have accepted this battle, there is no need to wait any longer. I hope it can increase your chances of winning.

This volume is Cui Ming's information, which introduces his life and what he has learned, which should be of great help to you. "

(End of this chapter)