The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 926
For the people in Anyuan County today, it is a very ordinary, ordinary day, what to do, as usual, calm.

But for some people, it is not ordinary, because the battle between Gu Shentong and Xiang Yang is just today.

The Fu family's mansion in the county seat, with green tiles and vermilion tiles, winding verandahs, is rich and magnificent, and it is one of the few in Qingjiang Fubian County.

In the past, Fu Dachun was envious and yearning for Zhou Dahu, a big tea merchant in the county seat. Today, he has more than a hundred times the wealth of Zhou Dahu, but he also has many unknown troubles. As heartless as before, muddling along.

Beside the hanging flower door, in the courtyard, Fu Dachun, who had been tossing and turning all night without sleep, was standing in the courtyard blankly in unlined clothes, looking at the sky that had not yet brightened. He had thousands of thoughts in his heart, but it seemed to be empty.

Behind him, the concubine of Jiufang who just gave birth to his little daughter walked out of the warm house accompanied by the maid, walked gently, put a warm robe on Fu Dachun with some distress, and persuaded,
"Since my husband is worried, why don't you go to Montenegro to have a look?"

The Fu family can have today's family wealth status, in addition to their own money-making skills, most of them rely on the force deterrence brought by Xiang Yang and the relationship with the gods, so Fu Dachun's wives and concubines are also very important to Xiang Yang.

They only knew that Xiang Yang was going to have a fight with an enemy recently, but they didn't know how dangerous it was.

Fu Dachun turned his head and forced a smile to the concubine, signaling her not to worry, his heart was still full of worries, why didn't he want to go to the scene to watch the battle?Xiang Yang forbids it.

According to Xiang Yang, his acquired martial arts is not much better than an ant in the aftermath of the fight between the two. It is too dangerous for him to watch the battle.

This statement may be true, but Fu Dachun also guessed another reason, Xiang Yang didn't want him to show up, so as not to be involved in a bigger vortex, it was protection, and he didn't want him to be hurt.

But this is his brother Yang, how could he not be worried.

Taking a deep breath, Fu Dachun asked the concubine to go back to rest, and then yelled at the servants to wash and change his clothes. Finally, he walked to Xiang Yang's hometown alone, and put a stick of incense in front of Xiang Daniu's spiritual tablet, praying for Xiang Daniu's spiritual power in the sky. Bless Xiang Yang to win this battle, he is incompetent, and there is only so much he can do.

The thin morning mist shrouds Montenegro like a veil. Among the mountains and fields, flowers are in full bloom, green grass is fragrant, and crystal clear dew flows down the texture of the leaves. Occasionally, there are little plush animals with hind legs standing up and holding berries. go……

On the Black Mountain, among the peaks, Xiang Yang carried a long knife and walked leisurely in the mist, his belt fluttering, and the soft black soil under his feet, without any trace.

Occasionally stop, stop in a patch of green grass, break off a stick, hold it in your mouth, chew it, and feel a bit of bitterness in your heart. It looks like a big boy who is very playful, not a big boy who is angry. And Fengyun is a top master.

Although the journey was stop-and-go, Xiang Yang seemed to have shrunk to an inch, and rushed to the agreed time to arrive at the mountain where the two sides were about to fight.

This is a gentle mountain top with few green grass and red flowers. Instead, there are countless huge rocks piled up, one by one. Although it does not look beautiful, it does not have a sense of grandeur and loneliness.

In the mountains, there was a tall and thin man in a blue robe waiting there. Beside him was a flattened rock and two stone benches facing each other. Xiang Yang had excellent eyesight and saw the flattened rock A few dishes and wine jugs were placed on the rock.

It was early in the morning at this time, Xiang Yang got up early in the morning and just practiced as usual, the rice grains had not been eaten, he was really a bit greedy, and his eyes were eager.

In the mountains, although he and Gu Shentong were the only two on the surface, secretly there were many masters lurking, ready to watch the battle.

"It's his grandma, what is Gu Shentong doing? If you want to hit him, you hit him, and you get knocked down after the beating. What a mess? It made me addicted to alcohol."

A man with big eyes and small eyes with innate cultivation was wiping the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and cursed secretly in his heart.

He is not strong in martial arts or high in status, it is purely a coincidence that he can come here.

Three days earlier, he heard such a story from a good friend. He thought that this battle was a battle between the strongest of heaven and man and the most powerful genius in Yongzhou. look.

For this reason, he traveled day and night, day and night, and finally came to Montenegro before the battle, and did not miss the wonderful decisive battle.

It's just that he hasn't seen the scene of sparks hitting the earth, but seeing Gu Shentong in a posture of drinking and eating meat, chatting and spanking, which makes him very uncomfortable.

It is true that the wine-hungry him was seduced by the smell of wine floating in the distance, but what made him unbearable was that what he wanted to watch was the fierce and fiery battle scene, not that he was cold and hungry, watching others Feast on it.

As for the other masters hiding in the dark, they are also inexplicable, but they are not as unstable as this reckless man, showing their anger.

Xiang Yang suppressed the thoughts in his heart, took a few steps forward, and finally had a face-to-face meeting with Gu Shentong, and finally took a closer look at this celestial master who was many generations older than him.

This is a master who has been active in the Jianghu of Yongzhou since his grandfather's generation, and he can truly be called a legend.

Decades of ups and downs, ups and downs, the contemporary Honglou Yimeng Drunken Spring and Autumn has passed away, but relying on his talent and perseverance, he has once again entered the public's field of vision in this era that is no longer an old man.

Putting aside the enmity between the two, he is an old senior worthy of Xiang Yang's admiration.

In Xiang Yang's eyes, Gu Shentong's facial features are not handsome, but he has a tough taste. The years have not carved marks on his face, but his temperament is very vicissitudes.

Of course, Xiang Yang's first priority when looking at a person is to look at the opponent's strength. After all, this person will be in a life-and-death battle, and there will only be, and only one person will walk down the Montenegro.

"It gives me the feeling that it is somewhat similar to that giant spirit of the demon body lineage, but lacks a bit of toughness. His strength should not be underestimated, let alone belittled because of his old age."

Xiang Yang looked intently, his heart moved, and he chewed the grass stalk in his mouth before spitting it out.

Generally speaking, the earlier one advances to the Celestial Being, the greater the potential and the stronger the combat power, but there are always exceptions in everything, not to mention that the reason why Gu Shentong entered the Celestial Being so late is not because of his lack of strength, but because of his lack of timing.

He has survived until now, without losing his spirit, and marched into heaven and man, which has proved his excellence and difficulty.

Then Xiang Yang saw Gu Shentong's hands, which could not even be called human hands, but weapons, as rare and rare as the evil behind him.

"You are Xiang Yang? It's a bit different from what I imagined, but my evaluation of you is only high or low.

If you don't mind, talk to me, an old man. "

When Xiang Yang saw Gu Shentong, it also meant that Gu Shentong saw Xiang Yang, and said.

(End of this chapter)