Jiang Muyang stood as steady as a mountain, while Huang Shaotian was in mid-air, in a diving position, and his right fist was blocked by Jiang Muyang's palm.
At this moment, time seems to have frozen.
The corners of Huang Shaotian's mouth twitched twice. He felt that the punch didn't feel like it hit a fleshy palm at all, but rather like it hit a steel plate!
My right hand and the whole arm were numb for a while.
Huang Shaotian was horrified in his heart.
He is very clear about his own strength.
This pair of iron fists can easily split bricks and crack rocks, but now, they are actually blocked by a fleshy palm!
How is that possible!!!
Just when Huang Shaotian was shocked, Jiang Muyang pressed down hard with his hand.
With a "pop", Huang Shaotian fell to the ground immediately.
His entire right arm was shaking slightly and his muscles were twitching.
This fight made Huang Shaotian clearly aware of the strength gap between himself and Jiang Muyang.
But he didn't give up yet.
He gritted his teeth and slapped his left hand on the ground, causing a wave of air to spread out.
Huang Shaotian, on the other hand, used his left hand as a support point, raised his body in an inverted position, put his legs together, and kicked Jiang Muyang in the neck.
However, before he could kick Jiang Muyang, he was kicked away by Jiang Muyang at will. He fell heavily to the ground and rolled several times before stopping.
After stopping, Huang Shaotian's expression changed, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
My stomach felt like a riot in heaven, with waves of heartbreaking cramping pains.
"If you want to break my leg, you have to practice for a few more years." Jiang Muyang looked at Huang Shaotian calmly and said calmly, "Get out of here while I'm in a good mood today."
After saying that, he was going back to the villa.
But at this moment, Huang Shaotian gritted his teeth and stood up, veins popped out on his forehead, and roared like a wild beast, "Stop! Today, either you beat me to death, or I break your legs!"
ah!!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Shaotian rushed forward again with his eyes widened.
Jiang Muyang frowned slightly, lowered his right hand to his side, and slowly rotated half a circle.
A petal scattered on the ground immediately flew into Jiang Muyang's hand as if being pulled by a transparent silk thread.
Then, the true energy in his body gathered on the petals, and he flicked his wrist.
Immediately, the petals were like a meteor, shooting towards Huang Shaotian with a slight sound of breaking the wind.
The originally tender petals seemed to turn into a sharp sword at this moment, exuding a menacing aura.
"Whoa!"
The petals passed by Huang Shaotian's left cheek.
Huang Shaotian paused for a moment and felt a cool breeze coming from wherever the petals passed by.
Immediately afterwards.
"Bang!"
A slight sound came from behind.
Huang Shaotian suppressed the horror in his heart and looked back stiffly.
I saw a small hole in the trunk of a sycamore tree not far behind me. The surrounding bark cracked and even sap flowed out.
This is clearly the petals shot into the trunk of the tree!
"What!?"
Huang Shaotian's pupils suddenly shrank, with an expression as if he had seen a ghost, and his heart suddenly filled with turmoil!
He slowly raised his hand and touched his cheek.
Wet and sticky.
Huang Shaotian is no stranger to this feeling.
This is blood!
"Flying, flying, flying flowers and picking leaves...all can hurt people!"
"You are... the master of Huajin!!!"
Huang Shaotian looked at Jiang Muyang in horror and lost his voice.
The master of Huajin!
The young man in front of me, who is a few years younger than me, is actually the Grandmaster of Huajin!
Originally, according to Huang Shaotian's conjecture, Jiang Muyang was at best a dark warrior. With his combat experience and the momentum he had cultivated from many life-and-death fights, it shouldn't be difficult to defeat him.
But Huang Shaotian never expected that Jiang Muyang turned out to be the master of Huajin.
He knew very well that he would have no chance of winning against the Grandmaster.
This mission seems impossible to complete.
"Although I am not a pure martial arts person, I have heard a saying that the authority of a master cannot be insulted." Huang Shaotian gritted his teeth and said, "Today I offended Grandmaster Jiang, I will let you do whatever you want!"
After saying that, Huang Shaotian clenched his fists with both hands, closed his eyes and raised his neck.
Just pull the neck and kill him.
"Tap! Tread! Tread!..."
Jiang Muyang stepped towards Huang Shaotian.
Walking very slowly, taking every step firmly.
The sound of footsteps reached Huang Shaotian's ears, but it was like a warning sound.
The corners of Huang Shaotian's mouth twitched twice.
Sweat slowly flowed down his face and onto his neck.
But he didn't move from beginning to end.
Until Jiang Muyang reached two meters in front of Huang Shaotian, the latter still stood firmly on the spot, never taking a step back.
This actually made Jiang Muyang look at him with admiration.
Death is not terrible.
The scary thing is the process of waiting for death to come.
Jiang Muyang walked slowly, putting tremendous pressure on Huang Shaotian with every step, but he managed to bear it.
This surprised Jiang Muyang.
He asked calmly: "Who asked you to come?"
Huang Shaotian said without thinking: "That man was kind to me, and I promised to help him with something. Now, the thing has not been done, and I have already failed him, and I will never betray him!"
"Haha, even if you don't say it, I can guess it." Jiang Muyang raised the corner of his mouth slightly, looked at Huang Shaotian and said, "Chen Qinglong asked you to come, right?"
Hearing this, Huang Shaotian frowned.
Although he returned to normal in just a moment, he still could not escape Jiang Muyang's eyes.
Seeing this, Jiang Muyang knew that his guess was right.
Sure enough, it was Chen Qinglong.
It seems that we need to communicate with him in depth again.
"I don't know Chen Qinglong." Huang Shaotian said loudly, "Grandmaster Jiang, you don't have to test me, you can kill or behead me as you please!"
At this time, Jiang Muyang suddenly had an idea in his mind.
However, this matter cannot be rushed.
Thinking of this, Jiang Muyang patted Huang Shaotian's shoulder and said, "Let's go."
"Wha, what?" Huang Shaotian opened his eyes and looked at Jiang Muyang, his face full of surprise.
Jiang Muyang put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "You can go before I change my mind."
"Thank you...sorry."
Huang Shaotian took a deep look at Jiang Muyang, bowed deeply to him, took two steps back, then turned around and walked away, got on a motorcycle parked on the side of the road, and left.
Jiang Muyang glanced at Huang Shaotian's back, glanced at a modern car parked dozens of meters away as if unintentionally, and chuckled inwardly, then returned to the villa, closed the door, and took out his mobile phone to make a call.
go out.
at the same time.
The Hyundai sedan started up with a buzzing sound and followed Huang Shaotian from a distance.
Peng Hai, one of the Eight Great Vajras of the Blue Dragon Society, was sitting in the passenger seat, staring at Huang Shaotian in front of him with gloomy eyes, and dialed a phone number.