Ziyang God Zun

Chapter 7 7. The Peerless Strike

"This... how is this possible, how is his speed so fast."

"This speed is definitely not something that someone who has never practiced martial arts can achieve. Even ordinary warriors at the sixth level of body tempering may not necessarily have such explosive power."

The two were a little shocked.

The strength shown by Su Yang is not weaker than that of the offspring of the Su family.

But you must know that Su Yang was forbidden to practice martial arts since he was a child, while the descendants of the Su family branch have all kinds of resources to assist in his cultivation. The former can reach the level of the disciples of the Su family branch. Such a talent is simply scary.

If Su Yang started cultivating at a young age and the government provided enough resources, his cultivation would be even more astonishing, and he might be able to reach the height of those princes.

Although he was shocked by Su Yang's sudden acceleration, the tall middle-aged man and the square-faced man were body-hardening nine-layer warriors, and when they burst out with all their strength, their speed was only faster than Su Yang's.

However, they didn't catch up immediately, because it was not very far from Tuo'an City, and there were faint figures passing by, killing the grandson of Marquis Qianwu here, and they would be buried with him in less than a day.

"Both of them are at the ninth level of body tempering. It is not difficult to catch up with my current speed, but they are slow. It seems that they plan to take my life."

Su Yang narrowed his eyes, and there was murderous intent in his eyes. He is not a fool, and he immediately read the two people's thoughts.

But it just so happens that this is according to Su Yang's wishes, the farther he escapes, the better for him.

If he ran far enough to kill the other party, the news would not be delivered to Mrs. Zhao on time, so he would have more time to escape from Anyang Province.

"It's not certain who wins the battle." Su Yang sneered in his heart.

He let go of his footsteps and galloped up, but he still had some reservations and only used part of his strength.

He just wanted to confuse the tall middle-aged man and the square-faced man's hearing and hearing, and let them misjudge his own strength, so that he would have the opportunity to carry out a sneak attack and kill one of them first.

At the same time, he secretly performed the Heaven Transcending Tribulation Kungfu, and found that although the calamity energy surrounding him had become more active, it hadn't increased much. This meant that the calamity was not strong, but just a small calamity.

Such a small calamity can't pose a threat to him at all, and it doesn't even have the qualifications to injure him.

The tall middle-aged man and the square-faced man followed closely behind Su Yang, with a distance of 500 meters between them.

For viscera masters, the distance of 500 meters is only a few dozen breaths.

In a short time, the three of them escaped and chased twice, and they traveled a distance of more than ten miles, far away from Tuo'an City, and came to Zixia Mountain.

The entire Zixia Mountain is composed of majestic tall peaks, with clouds and mist transpiring, and purple clouds rising. Under the sunlight, it looks purple from the east, colorful and beautiful.

When he arrived at Zixia Mountain, Su Yang plunged into the dense forest and disappeared.

"Master Ninth, there are powerful beasts in Zixia Mountain, which are extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, you may lose your life. You should stop hiding, come out quickly, and come back with us obediently!"

The tall, middle-aged man and the hooked man rushed into the dense forest at the same time, looking around, looking for Su Yang's trace.

Although they didn't see Su Yang, they were sure that Su Yang hadn't gone far, but hid himself, but if there was any movement, they couldn't hide it from their eyes and ears.

Su Yang naturally did not go far, but hid behind a giant tree, lurking, like a stubborn stone, without any breath of life.

At the same time, he kept thinking about the way of assassination repeatedly in his heart. Although he had never been an assassin, he knew the way of an assassin very well. He had to concentrate all his energy and strength on one blow.

The assassin's first blow is often the strongest blow, if the first blow is missed, they will retreat immediately and will not fight too much.

The fighting spirit in his heart kept rising, and in the depths of his heart, a murderous intent emerged.

However, this murderous intent was suppressed by him, condensed, accumulated, and accumulated again, and when it was compressed to a limit, it would erupt like a volcanic eruption, bursting out with a sure-to-kill blow.

At the same time, Su Yang condensed the catastrophic energy in his dantian into the blow that was about to explode.

Since you want to assassinate, you have to do a peerless stab, which contains the supreme spirit of going forward and never shrinking back. Under this stab, it doesn't matter whether you are a master of viscera or blood energy, you will be killed.

It didn't take long for Su Yang to feel someone slowly approaching in his direction, which made his spirit even more tense.

However, the closer to this critical moment, Su Yang became more and more calm. His spirit, internal strength, Vajra Fuhu Fist, and calamity were all condensed into one blow. When someone appeared in his line of sight, he immediately felt like a volcano He punched out like an explosion.

This fist, like the roar of a dragon, like a roar of a tiger, like a landslide, like a tsunami, like a thunderbolt, like a meteor... It can be described as earth-shattering, blowing up the air, especially this punch contains the power of catastrophe, with a strong With the breath of doom, anyone who faces this punch, facing doom, will feel fear in their hearts, and have the idea of ​​being irresistible in their hearts.

Just like that, Su Yang's punch hit the square-faced man's body. All internal organs, meridian organs, heart and brain were all shattered by this punch.

The square-faced man didn't know how he died until the end.

Peerless blow!
This is a peerless blow that can only be delivered by a real assassin!
Under tremendous pressure, Su Yang broke through himself and punched the strongest punch ever.

At the same time, the bottleneck of the Vajra Fuhu Fist was also broken through, from the state of perfect circle to the state of subtlety.

The boxing technique is meticulous, able to hit the maximum damage with the minimum force, the power of Su Yang's explosion has at least doubled, and he has the strength of ten tigers.

Under normal circumstances, this is the power only possessed by peak fighters on the twelfth floor of the tempered body.

"Ninth Young Master, I didn't expect you to hide your strength and reach the eighth level of body tempering. There are so many masters in the Su family's mansion, but they haven't discovered your real realm. I just thought that you are at most the fourth level of body tempering. It's really good Deep scheming."

The tall, middle-aged man saw that the square-faced man was actually killed by Su Yang's punch, and immediately put away his contempt. The square-faced man's strength was almost the same as his, but now his soul has returned to the west.

If he was being careless, then there was a good chance that he would be turned into a corpse as well.

Su Yang smiled faintly. If it wasn't for his dantian being abolished, so he gained an adventure and practiced the Heavenly Tribulation Kungfu, then his real realm is only the fourth level of body tempering.

(End of this chapter)