"You little bastard, you chose the wrong place to run wild in Black Iron City." An old man gathered around shouted menacingly.
"If you want to do it, just do it. Why talk nonsense? Humph! People from your Zhang family are like this everywhere." Qin Yang smiled disdainfully and clenched his fists.
Since it couldn't be avoided, we simply had a fight.
"Boy Qin Yang, be careful, that guy covered in black has bad intentions." At this time, Master Ba's warning rang in his mind.
"Um?"
"That guy has the aura of a man in black robes." Mr. Ba said again.
The breath of the man in black robe!
Qin Yang's pupils shrank. When Zi Lin killed the man in black robe, he vaguely heard that he seemed to be a member of the Yin Hun Sect, so I'm afraid this old guy was too.
"Boy, don't say that my Zhang family is bullying you. As long as you can withstand ten moves under me and hand over the Po Yuan Dan, we won't embarrass you and let you leave safely."
This was said so openly and aboveboard, but Qin Yang sounded so ridiculous.
"Then what are you talking about? Let's do it." Qin Yang made a lunge with his legs and concentrated his attention. The opponent is a master of the third level of Huayuan Realm, so it is better to be cautious.
"Okay! Take the move!" The old man shouted loudly, his momentum exploded, and a strong energy was released around his body.
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the old man was very powerful, so he subconsciously stepped away to make room. Everyone wanted to see the excitement, but they were afraid of being hurt.
"Then let's learn some tricks."
Just when the two were about to take action, Zhang Mu suddenly stopped him: "Wait a minute!"
"Second brother..." Zhang Mu stretched out his hand to interrupt Zhang Yao, then turned to look at the old man who was about to take action and said: "Uncle Ninth, why do you need to take action to deal with him? I will do it."
"But..." The old man called Uncle Jiu was a little worried. Among the four brothers and sisters of the Zhang family, the eldest and the third were both studying at Huayun Sect, while the second and fourth sisters were at home. They knew that Zhang Mu
He has some strength, but he doesn't know that he secretly worships his master.
"It doesn't matter, I also want to stretch my muscles." After saying that, Zhang Mu squinted at Qin Yang and said, "Your opponent is me, but my uncle Ninth's words still stand. If you want to defeat me, let you
Leave."
Qin Yang smiled: "It's just a beating, why bother talking so much nonsense."
"Okay, be brave!"
Moved!
Zhang Mu took the lead and moved very quickly. He spread his arms and his ten fingers turned into a pair of sharp claws. His moves were extremely cruel and deadly.
What a powerful attack!
Zhang Mu's skills amazed several Zhang family uncles. They only knew that he knew martial arts before, but they didn't expect him to be so powerful.
Claw martial arts emphasize finger strength and wrist strength, and they also require the cooperation of body skills when performing them. They may not be as fierce as boxing and palm techniques, but getting hit is no joke.
The old man in black stretched out his hand to smooth his beard, and a smile appeared on his face. After becoming Zhang Mu's disciple, he did not just teach him, but just taught him some martial arts essentials. Today's performance is indeed very good.
Ever since the old man in black appeared following Zhang Mu, shopkeeper Xue had been watching him from time to time. After noticing the smile on his face, he began to mutter in his heart: "How can someone from the Yinhun Sect be related to the Zhang family?"
Zhang Mu's claw technique was very coherent. One claw followed the other, leaving no room for Qin Yang to counterattack. After dozens of consecutive moves, Qin Yang was forced back more than 20 meters, from the center of the surrounding circle.
When they reached the edge, the onlookers stepped back again, leaving space for the two of them.
Until now, Qin Yang had not fought back once. The man in black robes he met in the cloud swamp was good at using knives, and he was very good at fighting with a scimitar. He seemed to have caught the same shadow in Zhang Mu's claw skills.
Ba Ye just said that the old man in black and the man in black standing not far away have the same aura, and they are almost certainly members of the Yinhun Sect. Now Zhang Mu's claws seem to follow the same path, that is
It is said that the second young master of the Zhang family has become a disciple of the Yinhun Sect.
It is not that Qin Yang has never seen the claw method before, but there are very few opportunities to actually fight the enemy. The reason why he did not launch a counterattack immediately was that he needed to see and capture the characteristics of the claw method attack. After finding the characteristics of the attack, he wanted to defeat it.
It is easier for the other party.
Zhang Mu's attacks became more and more fierce. Seeing Qin Yang keep dodging, his heart was filled with pride and he said disdainfully: "Can you only dodge?"
"You don't need to worry." Qin Yang turned around and punched him randomly. This was his first counterattack.
The fist was filled with powerful force, making a roaring sound as it rubbed against the air.
"Well done!" Zhang Mu shouted loudly: "Ghost King Split Claw!"
The power of this claw was greater than before. Qin Yang stepped aside, and Zhang Mu immediately rushed in front of him, a pair of sharp claws surging with strong energy fluctuations.
"It's actually a mid-level human-level martial skill! When did Xiao Mu learn such a powerful claw technique?" an uncle from the clan exclaimed.
Another old man next to him grinned lightly, glanced at the old man in black secretly, and said, "It seems that we usually underestimate the second child, and I'm afraid that his future achievements will not be worse than Xiao Heng."
While dodging, he became familiar with Zhang Mu's attack route. At this moment, there are no less than a hundred moves in the fight. It's almost time!
Seeing that the sharp claws were about to choke his throat, Qin Yang ducked sideways, clenched the five fingers of his right hand, and shouted in a low voice: "Eight Shadow Fist!"
Eight fist shadows shot out from the fist rapidly!
"Grass! What kind of fist is this? Eight-way fist shadow!"
There was an exclamation from the crowd, making everyone hold their breath.
Shopkeeper Xue narrowed his eyes, looked at Qin Yang who was punching with interest, and said to himself: "This kid is not simple."
Similarly, Qin Yang's punch also attracted the attention of the old man in black. The Ghost King Split Claw was vicious and sinister, but this punch was not simple either. A boxing skill that could produce a shadow of a fist was very rare. No wonder this guy was not strong but
So arrogant.
"Been to the Mist Swamp? Huh!" The old man in black whispered to himself, having another plan in mind.
Close!
The eight fist shadows ejected like wild beasts. Zhang Mu's eyes narrowed. He had seen many fierce punches, but never this kind of punch. However, he had great confidence in the Ghost King Split Claw he used.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!
Eight muffled sounds!
The eight fists hit Zhang Mu for real, but his sharp claws also caught Qin Yang's chest, leaving a deep mark.
The fluctuations of vitality spread to all directions, setting off a breeze.
Qin Yang looked down at the claw marks left on his chest and felt a sharp pain. The claw was really powerful.
Zhang Mu's face on the opposite side was calm, but it didn't last long before he began to twitch, his energy and blood surged crazily, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Spurting out a mouthful of blood, Zhang Mu staggered back a few steps. He didn't expect that the Ghost King's Split Claw, which he had trained so hard in private, was still no match for the opponent's domineering fist.
"Second brother!"
"Komaki!"
Zhang Yao and several clan uncles quickly rushed over to support Zhang Mu. Zhang Yao said worriedly: "Second brother, it doesn't matter if you want me."
"I...I'm not...it's okay!" As he said that, another mouthful of blood gushes out of his mouth.
"Second brother!"
Zhang Mu was injured, which completely ignited the anger of several uncles of the Zhang family, and their momentum exploded, surrounding Qin Yang.
"Boy, you're tired of living!"
Qin Yang sneered and glanced at the old guys: "What, are you going to do it together?"
Several uncles of the Zhang family have the strength of the third heaven of the Huayuan realm. Qin Yang is only the second heaven and is weak in terms of level. But Qin Yang is really not afraid and always remembers the words of the eighth master. Strength requires more than just oneself.
Cultivation mostly comes from fighting.
"One person is enough to deal with you!" The one with the hottest temper stood up from the ground, holding a heavy fist and punching him down with a bang.
"Hmph! I'm afraid of you!" Qin Yang snorted coldly and raised his fist to hit him. This punch was more powerful than the previous one. This old guy is definitely stronger than Zhang Mu and cannot be taken lightly.
bump!
Two fists collide!
Qin Yang stepped out fiercely, and the old man who was sparring with him also stepped back with shock in his eyes. How could this be possible, that a boy who was at the middle stage of the second level of Huayuan Realm could actually have such a powerful punch!
"Interesting!" Shopkeeper Xue squinted his eyes and said with a smile.
"Damn, damn it!" Being knocked back by a boy who was weaker than him, this old guy from the Zhang family couldn't keep his face. He stretched out his hand and called out, and a pair of meteor hammers appeared in his hands. He jumped in front of Qin Yang and launched it with swift steps.
A violent attack.
After dodging the two hammers, Qin Yang turned around and summoned the heavy sword, slashing it out with one strike!
Clang!
The heavy sword and the meteor hammer collided, causing sporadic fire!
"Take a beating from me!"
"You also take a blow from my sword!"
The hammer came down, but it was just a feint. The old guy jumped up and struck down with a more powerful hammer.
Dodging sideways, Qin Yang held swords in both hands and shouted loudly: "Da Hua Heavy Sword Technique! Cut with one sword!"
Boom!
The weapons collided again, Qin Yang was knocked back, and immediately rushed forward: "Two consecutive cuts!"
clang!
The old guy didn't expect Qin Yang's strength to be so powerful and his reaction speed to be so fast. He hurriedly used the meteor hammer to block it, but was knocked off his hand by the power of the heavy sword.
Dang! Dang Dang!
The meteor hammer fell to the ground, and the old guy was kicked out by Qin Yang. He was supported by several other old guys, and the battle came to an end.
Defeated!
The masters of the older generation of the Zhang family were actually defeated. They were defeated by a boy of unknown origin, and a person who was weaker than him.
The crowd was in uproar again!
However, these whispered discussions made the old guy even more ugly, and he shouted loudly: "Shut up!"
"Good boy, no wonder you can get an eight-legged lizard crocodile." Shopkeeper Xue's smile became even wider.
The old man in black frowned, but sneered in his heart: "Boy, there are a lot of good things."
"You lost, keep your promise." Qin Yang put away the heavy sword and said expressionlessly.
The old guy's face twitched a few times and he had nothing to say, but another old guy next to him spoke: "You win, let you leave safely, but the Po Yuan Dan must stay."
"What if I don't stay?" Qin Yang's eyes narrowed and he said coldly.
"Then don't blame us!" Suddenly, the remaining old guys gathered around and shamelessly released their momentum. The meaning was obvious. If Qin Yang didn't hand over the Po Yuan Dan, they were going to take action together.
Qin Yang laughed loudly: "What a Zhang family, they are really shameless people. If you want to break the Yuan Dan, you have to rely on your ability to get it!"
"Do it!"
Several people moved at the same time, and they were about to fight, but at this time, another voice came: "Stop!"