Reborn Martial Son-in-law

On the way back to the hotel, although it is already dark, there should be no empty feeling in the metropolis of Mordor.

But now there is no one around, it seems that there is some hidden danger.

Fang Yang immediately alerted up, and quickly locked the car beside Zhao Qingwu, and said with a serious face: "be honest and wait for me in the car. No matter what happens, you are not allowed to get off."

Fang Yang's expression suddenly became serious, Zhao Qingwu also realized that there was something wrong, and immediately nodded and agreed.

Fang Yang Gang got out of the car not long ago, a shining sword suddenly stabbed at Fang Yang's right abdomen without warning.

Fang Yang gently smile, the whole body in a very strange posture to avoid this fatal blow?

Fang Yang waved several palms to the direction where the samurai sword appeared, but his palm power seemed to be blocked by something, and then he passed it out with a dull hum.

The owner of the samurai sword appeared. He was short and had a mustache. His appearance was ordinary. It belonged to the kind that could not be found in the crowd.

It's an island ninja, and it's an unusual ninja.

Fang Yang's eyes flashed with cold light, staring at the short man with a mustache and looked up and down: "I don't seem to have anything to do with you, why do you want to attack me?"

Hearing this, the short man with a mustache exudes a strong murderous spirit all over his body. He stares at Fang Yang and says coldly: "Fang Yang, a dying man doesn't need to know so much. If you want to blame yourself for standing in the wrong team, next year's today will be your death sacrifice! "

Fang Yang laughed, coldly.

Ono Er Lang's face changed again and again. He could not help but have some doubts in his heart. He quickly opened his mouth and asked, "Fang Yang, what are you laughing at?"

Fang Yang played with the smell: "until now, I don't know what I'm laughing at. Is it really stupid? Well, I'll tell you, if you really had the confidence to kill me, you wouldn't have attacked me just now? What's more, I don't know whether you are really stupid or not. The assassination is so obvious. Can you be more professional? "

Ono Er Lang is angry, want to refute, but can't refute. If the Lord didn't let me marry you, I would have killed you.

Ono Er Lang roared wildly, waved his knife, and cut off Fang Yang's head as fast as lightning.

Fang Yang stood still like a mountain, raised his hands and held up the attacking samurai sword easily.

"Baga!"

With a roar, Mr. Ono drew back his right leg and strengthened his hand.

This Fang Yang is really weird. No wonder that boy has no way to deal with him all the time.

Fang Yang mouth a pick, crazy operation of the body's strength into both hands, suddenly forward a lift.

"Click!" One.

Ono Er Lang can't help but back two steps, very shocked to see Fang Yang: "how is this possible?"

Fang Yang said faintly: "do you have only this strength? You are not qualified to kill me. Who sent you? "

Ono Er Lang felt Fang Yang's challenge, and his lungs were almost burst with anger. His face showed a ferocious expression, staring at Fang Yang and gnashing his teeth: "you don't need to know these. Now what I want to tell you is that you have successfully provoked me. You must die today."

"Ha ha ha, even if you have the heart, but do you have the strength?"

This completely ignited the anger in Ono's body. He held the samurai's sword high above his double tops and rushed to Fangyang with "broken steps".

"Cross must be killed, the first form."

"The second formula."

"The third form."

Fang Yang was injured again in this wave of fierce attack. His abdomen was cut and blood was flowing out.

It seems that he was really belittling the enemy just now. The Ninja's strength is quite good. But if I didn't want to know who sent you, how could I have let you meet me?

See this scene, Ono Er Lang don't mention much excited, crazy laugh way: "only that person, your strength is not so good?"

Hearing this, the cold light in Fang Yang's eyes flashed and said coldly, "is it?"

"Not good!"

Ono Erlang immediately reacted and quickly raised his sword to fight. The warriors in China are not vegetarian. I'm afraid it's not so easy to kill them.

Even though Ono's reaction was timely, he still got a punch in his chest, which made him feel pain and couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Ono Er Lang wiped the blood stains on his mouth and looked at Fang Yang angrily and asked, "what kind of boxing are you doing?"

"Oh, there's no name. Let's just call it a blind fight!"

Mr. Ono has never heard of such boxing. He still has some lingering fear in his mind when he thinks of the endless dream like fist shadows.

Thinking of this, Ono made a tough decision, took out a black bottle, poured out two things and took it.

Soon, Mr. Ono's momentum changed, and he was climbing madly. Suddenly, his strength was upgraded from the later stage of Yuanying to the middle stage of transformation. However, his strength increased by more than a little bit."Fang Yang, take your life!"

"The moon is nine broken!"

The powerful killing moves are like the tide, and they attack the Fangyang one by one. No matter how powerful they are, they will not be used to fight against each other.

The faster they fight, the more they beat each other. In just one minute, they passed hundreds of moves.

But between the masters of the war, often in a moment, as long as a careless will die without burial ground.

At this time, Ono Erlang is in the air, holding a knife in both hands and cutting to the top of Fangyang's head. Fang Yang had a big drink. He didn't flinch. He turned his fist into palm and used thunder palm to greet him.

When the fists and swords meet, the two crazy and domineering forces collide, and the "boom!" comes out fiercely The big bang.

With a close eye, Fang Yang and Ono erro respectively fly out. The former somersaults in the air and lands steadily, while the latter cannot control his body to fall heavily on the ground.

Fang Yang looks at Erlang Ono without any expression. The other side is forced to enhance his strength and has the qualification to compete with him. Therefore, under a series of attacks just now, he is inevitably injured.

Mr. Ono stood up, staring at Fang Yang, and said in a deep voice: "how can this be possible? You are just a warrior in the middle of the first trimester. This is not true! "

Hearing this, Fang Yang's face showed a playful look and said with a smile: "I'm really a warrior in the middle of Yuanying, but I'm also a practitioner. Do you think you can kill me by yourself?"

Ono Er Lang's face suddenly changed, his chest heaved violently, and he could not help spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood. His face became extremely pale in an instant.

So it's no wonder that so many supernatural experts have no way to deal with him. Who could have thought that he was a wizard of both magic and martial arts?