Chapter 100 It's hard to beat in my heart

This is his real killer. The flying knife is close at hand and can no longer dodge, not to mention his attack! It is said that he only met five people in the world who could force him to make this move, but none of them could escape.

Yang Jing remembered what Su Qianyang once said to him: "When my spirit and spirit is combined with you, you will inherit all my martial arts skills one by one, but don't think that you will be satisfied with these. I used the sealing method to give you the true energy and internal strength of my life to complete my pursuit. What can't be done."

Although he has failed to fully integrate Su Qianyang's spirit with his own body at this time, after two days of efforts, Yang Jing believes that it is enough to deal with him!

Yang Jing did not hide. He shouted loudly, swielded the sword instead of his hand, and split it on the head! Whether it was Liu Yuedao or a flying knife, it was split in half by this knife. This move is a clumsy sword and a coincidence! Yang Jing fell down. He didn't go to see Liu Yuedao, but just bowed his head and meditated.

The masked man on the stage said leisurely, "Brother, can you come up?" Yang Jing looked up, and the man's mask was dark under the candlelight, reflecting his long jade standing and unrestrained posture. Yang Jing nodded and picked up the steps.

Upstairs is a very elegant pavilion, and there are few people. The man stood in front of the window, with a small banquet in the pavilion. Although the man covered his face with a mask, he could still hear the smile in his words: "Brother Tai's internal strength is extraordinary but not yet mature in moves. If Brother Tai is willing to join my angry knife gang, he must be a generation of heroes under the guidance of the leader Chu Xiong."

Yang Jing listened to his praise, his face blushed slightly and said humbly, "The next little shallow martial arts is not worth mentioning."

"Is that so!" After saying that, the man suddenly raised a fierce wind on his body, turned around and rolled over to Yang Jing. Yang Jing was surprised and staggered back. The wind suddenly turned sharp, and the wind and sea rain pressed Yang Jing. A sense of cold came in the wind, and Yang Jing suddenly became awe-inspiring, and this man actually wanted to kill him!

The sound of "chaking" came out with the move in the heart of the knife, but a line of cold light suddenly opened, like a white rainbow in the sky and the earth, spewed out from Yang Jing's front and shot at the black-faced man!

The black-faced man's robe brushed his sleeve and smiled, "This is still a little imposing."

As soon as he spoke, the fierce wind stopped. Yang Jing's deshi also declined.

Yang Jing naturally didn't know what he had thought and why he suddenly wanted to kill himself, but when he saw his eyes coming out from behind the mask, he seemed to have a smile, but he was extremely cold and could not see the details. In his eyes, there were strange patterns flashing, as if there were two pupils hidden in his eyes, shining with a strange light. A wisp of hidden cold floated along the spine, and Yang Jing suddenly felt clearly that if he didn't do his best this time, he was afraid that this person would kill him!

He took a deep breath, and his heart suddenly beat according to a strange law. There is a wisp of extremely light but extremely tough true qi swimming between his heart. Even when he is unconscious, this true qi still protects his heart and inherits his vitality. With the vibration of Zhenqi, he practiced his inner strength on the top of the mountain for two days, and slowly woke up and slowly circulated in his body.

Yang Jing suddenly roared and shot like an electric move, flashing like a poisonous snake, soaring to the door of the blue-faced man!

The black-faced man suddenly came out of his palm, with a soft sound, and Yang Jing's outstretched hand had been closed between his palms. Yang Jing suddenly shouted, and Su Qianyang's true anger was completely penetrated by him, and his brain poured into his hand! Immediately, a long crane sounded, and a powerful force burst from the dance sword, like a mad dragon, sweeping towards the green-faced man!

But no matter how fierce the sword spirit is, the palms of the blue-faced man are like two mountains, crushing them to death. Yang Jing cheered up three times and couldn't give out one more point of the sword. But his fighting spirit is even more strong, as if he is desperate, and he can't help destroying the internal interest!

The black-faced man suddenly took a deep breath and suddenly turned his hands into claws. His paws turned with yin and yang, and immediately a whirlwind came from his palm. He only heard a buzzing and harsh roar. Yang Jing's move was actually taken by his palm, and he could not move forward or retreat. The young man really vomited angrily, and Yang Jing couldn't help retreating!

The black-faced man said, "No wonder. You can fight Liu Yuedao, known as Jiangnan's No. 1 flying knife player only with your deep internal strength. It seems that the potential is unfathomable. But only internal force is not enough. Do you know that we can only cheer you up with half of your internal strength?

Only half of your own internal strength? Yang Jing shook his head in disbelief. The black-faced man smiled and said, "Cleverness can break the power. This is the mystery of martial arts. Unfortunately, he is a disciple of Su Qianyang!" The black-faced man suddenly aggravated his tone.

Yang Jing felt a more murderous atmosphere than before.

"Who are you?" Yang Jing asked.

When his words settled, the bead curtain behind him stirred and came out of a woman with a white face.

We don't hide it from you. We are the "black and white double evil" taught by heaven and earth.

Although Yang Jing didn't know who this "black and white double evil" was, he thought that since he was a demon, he was a symbol of a master and a devil.

These two must be looking for Elder Su Qianyang. If they fall into his hands, Elder Su's plan will be over, no! This is also the reason why I don't want to die. I also had a match with that black face just now, and I'm afraid ten of them are not his opponents!

Thirty-six tricks to escape!

Yang Jing started his previous escape in the small market and grabbed the door.

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Xiongfeng's injury at Chongyang Pass in the house has not fully recovered. The healing potion he bought was out of his reach, so he had to work for Qiu Bingbing. At this time, Qiu Bingbing was gently wiping him and whispered in his ear: "Xiongfeng..." The voice was both seductive and beautiful, which was comfortable and sweet. The feeling of dying. Xiongfeng almost wanted to respond to her immediately, but fortunately restrained the impulse in time.

Qiu Bingbing put the medicine on the waist of Xiongfeng's back and stood up and walked away. The breeze brought by her clothes blew on Xiongfeng's body. Xiongfeng almost called out, and then he knew his whole body**, otherwise how could the skin directly feel the movement of the air? Xiong Feng secretly told himself to calm down, prick up his ears, and pay attention to the movement around him. His hearing searched from near to far, and there was no one else in the room except Qiu Bingbing. Recently, he was afraid that someone would suddenly come in and see him as two paragraphs. The house is not in a remote place, but next to a street, because there is a faint sound of pedestrians and horses outside the house, and according to the direction of the sound, the place where it is carved should be the upper floor of a small building.

Xu Bingbing also chose such a smart place. Thinking of Qiu Bingbing outside and shouting, "Are you dressed yet? Let's get dressed and let's go!"

It is natural to go to Taihu Lake in Jiangnan.

It's a breeze in the morning, and it's good weather!