Martial arts master: My aptitude depends entirely on the pile of exercises

Therefore, he took advantage of Wei Junkong's arrogance and self-indulgence to kill people, and planned to eliminate an enemy first.

However, this guy looks carefree, but he has a good grasp of the details on the battlefield.

As soon as he heard the strange fist wind behind him, he gave up on the killer, and turned around to attack without hesitation.

"The guy who hides his head and shows his tail, who are you? Could it be this old guy's friend too?"

Wei Junkong put the knife on his shoulder, pointed to Mao Xingsong who was still sitting on the ground, his legs went limp from fright, and said.

"Save him? You misunderstood, I just want to...kill you!"

Yang Can shook his head slightly, before he finished speaking, he rushed out again.

"Hmph, looking for a dead end! Anyway, I'll send you on your way first."

Wei Junkong snorted coldly and stood there waiting leisurely.

One inch is long and one inch is strong. When dealing with unarmed people, he is confident that he can kill the opponent with one knife before he hits him!

Wei Junkong squinted his eyes, calculating the distance, when Yang Can was about to get close to him, a gleam suddenly burst out of his eyes, he raised his knife and slashed!

At this moment, Yang Can punched out!

He didn't use the Black Tiger Fist, but chose the Chifeng Fist, which is known for its speed, to attack.

Although he is just getting started with this boxing technique.

But with the strength of his Tiangang Yuanyang Jue and his own strength, even this ordinary boxing technique can produce impressive power!

"Not good!" Wei Junkong's brows twitched just halfway through the knife.

The speed of the opponent's punching was beyond his expectation. If this continues, he will be the first to get hit!

"Fight? No!"

Wei Junkong quickly made a decision, and he instantly returned the knife across his chest.

Immediately.

Clank!Two crisp sounds came from the knife.

Wei Junkong, who was blocking Yang Can's two punches with the knife, stepped back three steps "Teng Teng Teng". He looked at the two fist marks on the knife, and couldn't help but feel grateful for his choice just now.

If these two punches hit him, let alone slashing people, it would be difficult to hold a knife.

"Good boy, your strength is not small." Wei Junkong stood up, praised him, and then said with a sneer:

"But power isn't everything!"

This time, he didn't give another chance, but took the initiative to step forward, slashing left and right with a big knife like a tiger, this time his target was Yang Can's hands!

"Aren't you fast with your fists, kid? I will chop like your fists, and if you have the ability, you will be tough!"

Wei Junkong shouted loudly.

Faced with such a fierce attack, Yang Can couldn't help frowning.

It would be fine if he had a weapon in his hand, and he could fight head-on with the opponent.

But the problem is that he is now empty-handed, and once the sharp weapon is cut, with the addition of the opponent's tyrannical strength, the ending is bound to be very miserable.

"Hehe, what's the matter, it seems that you only have the ability to sneak attack?"

Wei Junkong smiled coldly, swung his knife and kept approaching with his footsteps.

Yang Can has nothing to do, he is unarmed, and the attack distance is not enough, so he has no choice but to retreat at this moment.

However, blindly giving in will eventually reach the limit.

"Oops! I can't retreat anymore!"

Mao Xingsong, who had barely recovered from the death threat at this moment, suddenly exclaimed.

Without his reminder, Yang Can also felt the danger.

Because the walls of the City Lord's Mansion were only five steps away from him.

This also means that as soon as the five steps are reached, he will be shrouded in the light of the sword and will die without a doubt!

……

Snapped!

There are five more steps!

Yang Can wanted to get out of the battle, but Wei Junkong had expected it, and entangled him tightly with continuous saber force.

……

Four steps!

Chen Yongyang glanced over here, and said with a sneer:

"My lord, it seems that your only hope is about to be shattered."

Miao Qiu, who was already at a disadvantage at this moment, kept silent, with a trace of despair faintly showing in his eyes.

When Wei Junkong freed up his hand to help, he and Cheng Wei Feng Ketao would die faster.

……

Three steps!

"Boy, your biggest mistake is that you shouldn't be my enemy."

The smile on Wei Junkong's face became more and more smug.

……

Only two steps left!

"After you die, I will take off your mask and appreciate your terrified expression before you die."

Wei Junkong licked his upper lip excitedly, as if he couldn't wait any longer.

"It's over, it's over..."

Mao Xingsong is like mourning his concubine.

"Alas." Miao Qiu sighed, accepting the fate of death in his heart.

The corner of Chen Yongyang's mouth twitched, and he withdrew his attention from Wei Junkong.

In his view, they had won the siege.

Yuecheng already belonged to Yueyang Gang!

……

last step!

"Now, die! Ba Dao!"

The corners of Wei Junkong's mouth almost reached his ears, and he raised his sword high with a smirk!

The starlight formed by the true energy on the knife almost illuminates the night sky, this is a sure blow!

"Tiangang Yuanyang! Break!"

At this moment, Yang Can let out a soft drink, and punched the blade forward and backward with both fists!

"Hahaha! Useless, useless, useless!" Wei Junkong laughed wildly.

The blade is only an inch away from the fox mask with vigor, no matter how fast the opponent is, it is impossible to be faster than Ba ​​Dao!

As for the tough and domineering knife?impossible!

This is a top-grade Huang-level exercise!Its power is even comparable to Xuan level!Coupled with the fact that the sword is ready, what kind of strength is this kid who hides his head and shows his tail!Why just!

"Crack!" There was a crisp sound.

Before the knife cut it, the tyrannical energy attached to it had already made a crack in the mask.

Yang Can, who had no way to retreat, was unflappable in the face of danger, his arm muscles swelled, and his strength burst out suddenly, and his fists crisscrossed and smashed hard on both sides of the sword!

Bang!

Under the bombardment of huge force, the whole sword was bent into a snake shape, and in just a moment, it broke with a "clang"!

Chapter 22 The Yueyang Gang is defeated and flees!Surprise!

Shards of the blade flew across!Dangdangdang lasing to the wall, the ground.

Wei Junkong swung the handle of the knife across Yang Can's face, but failed to cause any damage.

"how is this possible……"

He was shocked and couldn't believe the scene in front of him.

What he thought was a sure-fire blow was actually dispelled by the opponent in this way!

Not only that, but even the knife in his hand was completely broken.

Back then, he specially built this weapon in order to practice Ba Dao, and mixed a lot of expensive refined iron into it.

With the addition of true energy and inner strength just now, even he dare not guarantee that he can interrupt it!

But this guy in front of him actually did it...

Wei Junkong didn't have time to think about how strong this kid was, because at this moment, Yang Can had already launched a counterattack.

Without the big knife in the way, Yang Can no longer had any scruples, and directly bullied him, punching out a series of fists.

Wei Junkong's whole body is devoted to swordsmanship, and all of his practice is swordsmanship.

Without the knife at this moment, he is like a toothless tiger, facing Yang Can's fists with almost no resistance.

But in the blink of an eye, he was punched three times in a row!

Blood kept gushing from between his mouth and nose, and he said unwillingly:

"Damn it, you bastard, how could you..."

Bang bang!

Yang Can punched him twice again, right in the face.

poof...

Wei Junkong fell to the ground without even making a scream, without making any more sound.

"what!"

This scene stunned everyone present.

From Yang Can's crisis to the time he smashed the sword, it took only a few seconds to counter-kill Wei Junkong.

The smile on Chen Yongyang's face hadn't even dissipated before, but it turned out to be a complete change.

His face froze, and he made a decisive decision, forced the city lord Miao Qiu back, and yelled:

"Damn, go!"

As soon as the words fell, he tiptoed over the wall and fled directly from the city lord's mansion.

This choice is extremely correct, if they continue to fight, once Yang Can comes to help and form a siege, the three of them, the Yueyang Gang, will all die here today!

Wan Zhaolun, who was surprised, immediately came back to his senses, slapped the enemy's spear away with his big hand, and fled out with him.

Take advantage of your illness to kill you!

Yang Can wanted to chase after him, but when he moved his footsteps, he caught a glimpse of the three people in the City Lord's Mansion from the corner of his eye, and he didn't intend to move at all.

The city lord, Miao Qiu, covered his chest and coughed vigorously, obviously he was injured, so he chose to rest in place to heal his injuries.

City lieutenant Feng Ketao was not much better, leaning on his long spear, panting heavily, and had no strength left.

As for Mao Xingsong, let alone Mao Xingsong, who was hit by Wei Junkong's knife, he has reached the limit and fell to the ground dying.

For a moment, Yang Can sighed in his heart, and couldn't help but stop.

Chen Yongyang is a seventh-rank martial artist, plus Wan Zhaolun, if he goes up alone, it is not much different from being sent to death.

However, the harvest this time is already good, not to mention robbing the Yueyang Gang, but also killing a incense master, destroying their plot.

Thinking about it, in the future, the City Lord's Mansion will inevitably be liquidated, and the Yueyang Gang will probably cease to exist.