Martial Arts: Opening Awakening

Chapter 265
The one who reprimanded Jiangnan was an old man wearing a pure Yang palace Taoist robe.

What annoys Jiangnan the most is this kind of character who directly puts a label on others without asking indiscriminately.

He was obviously a spy who killed a prairie man, but he was accused of being cruel.

Just like in a family, those who never do housework blame those who do housework for not doing the housework well.

Its mood can be imagined!

At the moment, Jiangnan responded unceremoniously:
"none of your business?!"

"You..." The old man almost choked to death.

As the innate elder of Chunyang Palace, a holy land of martial arts, no one has ever dared to speak to him like this.

"This place is within the scope of my Chunyang Palace. You are committing crimes in my Chunyang Palace territory. As the elder of Chunyang Palace, Pindao naturally has the right to manage it." The Taoist pretending to be an old man shouted in a cold voice.

"I advise you to get caught without a fight, go back to the Law Enforcement Hall with me, and explain clearly."

"Otherwise, waiting for Pindao to make a move will inevitably make you suffer."

Since Wang Meng's body was bloody and bloody, the old man in Taoism did not recognize his identity.

Coupled with the fact that Jiangnan is young, even if he has broken through the innate, he must be the weakest group of innate masters.

The Taoist old man has considerable confidence in handling Jiangnan.

"Oh? How did you make me suffer? You might as well try." Jiang Nan mocked back with disdain.

"Humph! Don't eat and drink fine for toasting!"

The Taoist old man let out a cold snort, unsheathed the long sword on his back, stepped across a distance of several feet, and stabbed Jiangnan in the chest.

The old Taoist had seen Wang Meng's wounds, and knew that the young man in front of him must be very good at boxing.

To be on the safe side, weapons were used directly.

Seeing the old man attacking him, Jiang Nan was naturally not polite.

Ding!
A small copy of "Pure Yang Gong" has been obtained.

Jiangnan's "Pure Yang Wuji Sutra" has been automatically upgraded to Dacheng when "Pure Yang Gong" is completed.

This "Pure Yang Gong" is superimposed, although there is no obvious change in "Pure Yang Gong", "Pure Yang Wuji Sutra" has improved a little bit.

Well, just a hint.

Jiangnan estimated that if he wanted to superimpose the "Pure Yang Promise Sutra" to perfection based on "Pure Yang Gong", it would take at least dozens or even hundreds of times.

Unless most of the disciples of Chunyang Palace are stolen.

The odds are slim.

Jiang Nan was not surprised by the old man's attack, he dodged the attack with a superb movement.

The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, the long sword in his hand didn't stop, and he continued to stab Jiangnan one after another.

Don't hold back any more.

Jiang Nan knew that this old Taoist was using a top-level sword technique called "Taiyi Splitting Light Sword" from Chunyang Palace.

Although it is not as good as Yunyangzi's famous sword technique "Taiyi Xuanmen Sword", it is not far behind.

Even, the reason why "Taiyi Xuanmen Sword" can overwhelm "Taiyi Splitting Light Sword" is largely because the person who cultivated it has such a peerless swordsman as Yun Yangzi.

Different martial arts perform differently in different hands.

What is mediocre in the hands of mediocre people may become invincible in the hands of God of War.

The so-called martial arts is dead, but people are alive. This is probably the reason.

After merging more than ten swordsmanship, Jiangnan's current kendo attainments are not inferior to most innate swordsmen.

After dodging more than ten moves, he has touched the sword technique used by the old Taoist in sevens and eighties.

The probe broke off a thumb-thick twig, stabbed it, stuck it and stirred it, and broke all the old Taoist's next tricks.

When the old man came to his senses, the long sword in his hand had been knocked off by Jiang Nan, and the throat was pointed at by the tip of a branch.

Regardless of the freshness and softness of this branch, once it is infused with innate energy from Jiangnan, its sharpness is no less than that of a steel spear with iron spikes.

The old man's face was pale, and he didn't dare to move.

However, he refused to lose face, and threatened: "Poverty is the elder of Chunyang Palace, not comparable to the Wugen Xiantian who was tortured by you. If you dare to kill me..."

Before the old man finished speaking, the branch in Jiang Nan's hand shook, and it struck the old man's throat like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter.

"My life is over!" the old Taoist wailed in his heart.

Cold sweat broke out instantly.

Suddenly there was another loud shout in the void: "Keep people under the sword!"

The yelling sounded very far away, but it sounded directly in Jiangnan's ears as if across space.

Moreover, Jiangnan was shocked by the shock.

The movements of his hands froze for a moment.

The branch stabbing at the old man's throat was finally seized by the old man and dodged it.

"This is a master!"

Jiangnan thought.

Without hesitation, he turned around and left.

The man in the void glanced at Jiangnan's back, but did not chase after him.

Instead, he descended to the old Taoist side and asked, "Brother Mingyang, are you alright?"

"It's okay." The old Taoist shook his head, and cupped his hands in fear: "Thank you, Junior Brother Yunyang, for saving me!"

This new master is none other than Yunyangzi, the great master of Pure Yang Palace.

"I'm ashamed to say, senior brother is so old, not only has he never been able to step into the peak of innateness, even this little brat is no match... Sigh!"

The old Taoist, who had walked through the gate of hell, sighed quietly, feeling extremely depressed.

"This young man is not simple!"

Yunyangzi looked at the direction Jiangnan was leaving with a complicated expression on his face.

The old Taoist thought that Yunyangzi was lamenting that Jiangnan had such strength at such a young age, and nodded in agreement:

"Yes. But, Junior Brother, this young man committed such a murderous crime in my Chunyang Palace site, why did you let him go?"

Although Jiangnan's strength was indeed beyond Lao Dao's expectations, he was more confident in Yunyangzi's strength.

The old man believed that as long as Yunyang Zi was willing, even if he pursued him now, Jiang Nan would not be allowed to escape.

Yunyangzi didn't directly go back to the old Taoist words.

Instead, he pointed to the remains of Wang Meng's corpse that had not been completely dissolved by the corpse powder due to the disturbance of the old Taoist:

"Brother, I'm afraid you don't know the identity of this person?"

"I really don't know." The old man nodded.

"If I'm not mistaken, this person is the 'Nanquan' Wang Meng who is known as the Invincible Divine Fist." Yunyang Zi Youyou said.

"Wang Meng? How is that possible?" The old Taoist stared wide-eyed, "He's a congenital peak powerhouse!"

"Even if you look at the whole world, there are only a handful of people who can kill him with the innate realm."

"How could this young man be so strong?"

Even if Jiangnan defeated Lao Dao with a branch, and his strength impressed Lao Dao, he would never believe that the opponent could kill Wang Meng.

You must know that although Lao Dao is an innate elder of Chunyang Palace, limited by his qualifications, his strength is only at the upper-middle level among innate masters, and he cannot compare with the famous "Southern Fist" Wang Meng at all.

Especially with Wang Meng's one-handed hundred-step magic fist, often the opponent is seriously injured by the defenseless punch before he gets close.

"The disciple of the Floating Swordsman is naturally no small matter!"

There was a hint of envy in Yunyangzi's tone.

When martial artists practice martial arts, in addition to breaking through themselves and becoming famous, the second is to leave a legacy and carry it forward.

Although Yun Yangzi also has two disciples who are talented and even one in a thousand, but compared with Ye Fusheng's "disciple", they are nothing.

"Ye Fusheng's disciple?"

The old man suddenly said to himself.

As we all know, Ye Fusheng and Yun Yangzi, the two peerless swordsmen are close friends, and Ye Fusheng relied on Yun Yangzi to help sharpen his sword to break through.

No wonder Yun Yangzi just frightened the young genius away, and didn't really make a move.

Definitely give Floating Swordsman some face.

"The Floating Swordsman is very lucky!" the old man said sourly.

On the other side, after Jiang Nan turned his head and left, he did not stay.

The only one who can make himself, who is comparable to the peak of innate strength, feel that he has no power to fight back, is the great master of concentration.

Moreover, one has to be a master among the great masters of Concentration.

Jiangnan is no longer afraid of an existence that is at the bottom of his concentration like Venerable Shura, the master of Amitabha.

After all, this place is the territory of the Pure Yang Palace. With the sensing ability of the Concentrating Grandmaster, it is not surprising that the previous battle attracted one or two Concentrating Grandmasters to check it out.

Anyway, Jiangnan himself didn't actually have the idea of ​​killing that veteran.

Just to scare him and teach him a lesson.

It would be unwise to form a death feud with such a giant as Chunyang Palace just because of a little quarrel.

Fortunately, for unknown reasons, the great master of concentration did not come after him.

"In any case, the territory of Chunyang Palace must not stay any longer."

　PS: Fighting for the college entrance examination is even less.Wish me wish you wish him, he will pass the test, and he will be right!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)