Chapter 267 Broken Sword!

5 minute later.

The open space outside the main house.

Senior members of the Ren family stood on the sidelines, waiting intently.

And Uncle Chen, and three disciples who had become martial artists held a sword one after another.

Fan-shaped, distributed in front of Wang Yang.

In the other direction, there are twenty thugs holding steel knives, all of them have big arms and round waists, and the curvature of the tendons can be seen through the clothes.

"Mr. Wang Yang, are you sure?"

Uncle Chen shook the hilt of his sword.

"let's go."

Wang Yang showed no fear.

But we are so weak and fragile in the encirclement.

"it is good."

Uncle Chen took a deep breath, "Start!"

While talking.

The long sword in his hand left afterimages in the moonlight, and the speed was so fast that the eyes of the high-ranking members of the Ren family who were watching were dazzled.

The swords of those three disciples also slashed towards Wang Yang one after another. They were all over 30 years old, and they were very dissatisfied in the face of people so much younger than themselves, so their sword moves were fierce and fierce.

Many strong men on Wang Yang's left and rear also brandished steel knives in high spirits!

Sword light, sword shadow.

The momentum is like a storm, trying to drown the lonely figure in the field.

Everyone in the Ren family stood silently on the sidelines, not daring to take a breath.

"Mr. Wang Yang..."

Ren Yuan's palms were sweating, if the other party was really a parallel importer, then he would lose face in the family.

Under Ren Zhong's calm appearance, his heart was extremely shocked.

In the past, I thought I had seen strong winds and waves, but now I know what shock is! ! !

He was expecting a miracle to happen to this young man!

That way, it will be absolutely easy to win the leader of the Garden Fighting Club!
this moment.

Wang Yang thought about it.

The breathing method of Bajiquan works directly on its own!

Inhale the air!

The tendons, bones, and even more than half of the blood developed to the extreme perfection...

In an instant, it was like a whale sucking water.

Take Wang Yang as the center.

A large area in all directions formed a series of invisible air waves!
Turned into a maelstrom!

"Why is it suddenly windy?"

"Strange, our hair is moving."

"The dust on the ground...is all rolling towards that Wang Yang?!"

The entire Ren family stared blankly at this incredible scene.

It's too late.

Fast then.

in the eyes of the people.

That young figure bathed in moonlight.

Put your left hand upside down and stick it on your back.

Only the right hand is moving.

With a punch, he swung at Uncle Chen's long sword that was the first to strike down at him without even looking at it.

Fist like thunder!

Fast as lightning!

boom!
There was a sound explosion directly.

It was like a bolt from the blue, causing everyone's hearts to thump!
Next up!

The fist turned an arc and hit the sword.

After all, he was still a mortal body, and Wang Yang couldn't use his flesh to confront the blade head-on.

This hit.

Click!

The long sword in Uncle Chen's hand snapped at the sound!

Wang Yang's body instantly leaned forward, and he punched straight.

It was printed on Uncle Chen's chest!

Click!

After the sound of bone breaking sounded.

Uncle Chen rolled and flew out like a shell that had been knocked out of his chest, and even hit the sidelines, knocking the five high-ranking members of the Ren family into a daze, and fell to the ground moaning.

"Master!"

"Uncle Chen!"

"Old Chen!"

Everyone in the Ren family was shocked!
That is a martial artist who has mastered body training, and the patron saint of the family!

Even under the premise of carrying weapons.

But in front of that Mr. Wang Yang, so vulnerable...

Ok.

People can act.

But dead things cannot tell lies!

That long sword cost a lot of money and was made after a lot of tempering by skilled craftsmen. It cuts iron like mud and is extremely strong.

Many Ren's family members have weighed it before, and ordinary people's wrists are sore just holding it.

result.

Just smashed it with one punch? !
Can't help but think about it.

at the same time.

The swords of Uncle Chen's three major disciples also arrived.

The steel knives swung by those strong men in other directions followed closely!

"Deer play!"

Wang Yang used the deer chapter of Wuqinxi.

Before many swords fell on him.

He made a Z and lowered his body to charge.

It just flashed out from between the long swords of Uncle Chen's two disciples!

The gap between the two swords is extremely narrow.

In the eyes of everyone, Wang Yang avoided it by almost rubbing the sword blades on both sides!
If you can't control the distance a little bit, if you miss it by a small amount, a layer of flesh will be scraped off by the sharp blade!
But the other party was unscathed, and even his clothes were intact!
Uncle Chen's disciples wanted to turn around and stab their swords.

After all, it was a beat slow.

And one in the middle stage of body training, and two in the early stage of body training.

Compared with Wang Yang's movements, they are as slow as snails.

He stepped on the ground with his left foot and used it as the axis, turning his whole body half a circle.

Bang bang bang!
Under the inertia of the body rotation, the right hand swings the fist horizontally, like a boa constrictor flicking its tail!
It seems that he just gently teased Uncle Chen's disciples.

But the fist is like an unstoppable mountain.

being touched.

Fall down like harvested wheat!

One in the middle stage of body training, and two in the late stage of body training, both people and swords fell on their backs.

The parts of their bodies that were brushed by Wang Yang's fists were obviously dented.

Among them was an unlucky one who cut off half of his finger with his own sword, bleeding profusely!
Before and after, the total time is less than three seconds.

Uncle Chen and his disciples, the four major warriors who entered the Dao, all lost the strength to fight again.

Only twenty strong men who swung their knives wildly were left!

For the Ren family who were watching the battle, there were so many people and they all had knives. It was too exciting to besiege an empty-handed and one-handed man.

For Wang Yang, the biggest threat has been lifted, and these are a piece of cake.

Next.

The scene was reduced to a one-sided crushing and beating!

"You are already surrounded by me." Wang Yang was as imposing as a rainbow, knocking out one punch.

He even smashed the steel knife, and knocked down the strong man holding the knife without losing the power of his fist!

Boom!

Bang bang bang!
Another five seconds passed.

The entire Ren family was dead silent.

The eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.

"The whole process, more than seven seconds, less than eight seconds!!!"

"This... am I dreaming, or filming?"

"so amazing!"

"Our Ren family, the garden fight will be expected!"

"Mr. Wang Yang is mighty!"

"In the next ten years, the Ren family will be the champion!"

They were shocked, excited, cheering...

As the head of the family, Ren Zhong has always been calm, but at this time he was so excited that he burst into tears. He patted his son on the shoulder, "Xiao Yuan, I was very dissatisfied with you before, and you were fooling around all day long, but this time , you are the biggest hero of the Ren family."

And on the ground.

The four major martial artists headed by Uncle Chen, and twenty strong fighters tried to stand up with their hands on the ground, but none of them succeeded.

The pain in his body distorted his face a little.

Remnants of knives and broken swords were scattered all over the place.

They struggled to open their eyes, and the young figure reflected in their pupils stood in the field like a god of war, and it was like a giant peak that reached the sky, which made people look up in humility!

Don't say hurt.

It's just a little dust on the clothes...

(End of this chapter)

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