Just as Xiang Yang was about to try out how effective the tiger bone wine was, the wooden door was knocked again, which made Xiang Yang wonder. Could it be that Zhou Fu had something to explain and went back?

He sent the property and tiger bone wine in the yard back to the house, closed the door, and then went to open the door. However, it was not Zhou Fu or Fu Dachun he was familiar with, but a person who was now avoiding like a snake or scorpion, Liu Cheng, the leader of the Feiyu Gang.

Liu Cheng is lined with white clothes on his back, purple shirt on his outside, and a long sword hanging on his waist. He is in a bland state and stands upright.

His original ordinary appearance, because he controlled the gang and issued orders during this period, he actually showed a bit of majestic spirit. His eyes were full of heat. He looked at Xiang Yang, who was a little surprised, and his mouth was slightly raised.

"Constable Xiang, we're meeting again."

Xiang Yang was speechless, his lips trembled. He was really afraid of anything he was going to. However, when the guests came here, they could not turn people out. They could only open the wooden door and make a gesture to Liu Cheng.

Unexpectedly, Liu Cheng just shook his head and looked at Xiang Yang in surprise, looking up and down, his eyes were extremely complicated.

"I won't go in. I just heard rumors in the city and wanted to find you to have some competition. Come with me."

Liu Cheng didn't wait for Xiang Yang to refuse. He took a little under his feet and had already floated out of the alley and came to the entrance of the alley to wait for Xiang Yang.

Xiang Yang was speechless. I hadn't agreed yet, so you were sure I would go with you. But this time he came to him, and he happened to try out the combat power of Kazuki's hands.

After locking the door, Xiang Yang wore a gray uniform and showed his magical behavior. He and Liu Cheng left the downtown area and came to a nearby uninhabited open space. There were rows of huge camphor trees on the left and right, and the weeds on the ground were removed cleanly.

"Hey, where is your knife? It's actually expanding to this point? Okay, I want to see what you have to rely on."

Stepping on the soft land, Liu Cheng turned around and noticed that Xiang Yang was following him naked. His face turned cold and he snorted. The Piaoyu Sword was out of the sheath and stabbed Xiang Yang in front of him. A little cold light at the tip of the sword was like a night star. The sword body was filled with brilliance and dazzling eyes. He actually took action with all his strength without leaving any room for anything.

After Xiang Yang landed, he was about to say a few beautiful words to Liu Cheng, such as everyone making friends through martial arts, and they just clicked on it, and everyone was all their own people, and they were so familiar with the head of Lu, and so on.

But unexpectedly, Liu Cheng misunderstood him, mistakenly thought that Xiang Yang underestimated himself and talked to himself. Without waiting for Xiang Yang to say something, he took action directly. The sword burst out and the force sucked and spitted, which made Xiang Yang look cold, the flesh and blood freeze, and the chest felt a sense of needle pricking. Although there was no sword energy breaking through the air, there was no difference between the sword energy and whether the sword energy was better or not.

Xiang Yang had no time to explain, and his right hand floated into a palm, and suddenly arrived. He used the golden-topped cotton palm he had practiced in the sun, gently stroked Liu Cheng's long sword. The speed was very fast, and the arrival came first. The feminine palm power was continuous like a tide, and it poured directly into the sword body, causing Liu Cheng to be hit hard, his body trembled, and he took a few steps back.

The golden-topped Mian Palm Neck is just a simplified practice, but I have grasped the key points of this palm technique. One is that the internal palm power focuses on one's continuous and feminine, avoiding the solid and becoming weak, and the other is that the palm speed is very fast and straightforward.

Liu Cheng retreated a few steps and felt the power of the long sword's recoil. He rose like a tide, and continued. He turned his wrist and held the sword in his back hand to calm the turbulent internal force. His face was full of disbelief.

On the day he killed Xiongda, he once fought with Xiang Yang. Although this young man had good martial arts skills, he was far from his opponent. The only thing that could be praised was his skillful sword skills and extremely tough.

But today, he fought again and forced his long sword to retreat with a feminine palm force. You must know that it was his full-strength attack, which was simply incredible. It is not impossible for a person to increase his skills significantly, such as swallowing spiritual medicine, initiation of seniors, or other adventures, but a small county town has no background and no status, and he doesn't believe that he can have such a fate.

Liu Cheng's face turned red, with a hint of sharpness in his eyes, and continued to attack with the sword. His agile sword moves covered Xiang Yang. The long sword shook a series of silver lights under his eyes. With the blessing of internal force, the sword cut gold and cut iron.

Xiang Yang used twelve ways of Tan's legs to fight against him, forming a fist on his hands, using the moves of the Arhat Fist, either slap, hammer, rub, or twist, to block Liu Cheng's sword moves one by one, and with ease.

The movements on the legs were not slow at all. In cooperation with the Luohan Fist, he flew from time to time, forcing Liu Cheng to retreat with powerful force, and even kicked Liu Cheng's arm against him, making a dull sound, which obviously suppressed Liu Cheng's head.

Liu Cheng became more and more frightened as he fought, and he became more and more desperate as he fought. The rough fists and feet of the person on the other side were completely a manifestation of a new practice person.

But because the strength gap is too large, he actually suppressed him with a martial art that he was not very familiar with. This only means that he is much stronger than himself.

Just like Liu Cheng's surprise, Xiang Yang was also surprised. It was not that the opponent was too strong, nor how skillful and powerful his twelve-way Tan's legs were.

Instead, the opponent's sword trajectory, his sword moves were completely seen through, and the moves hit the opponent's weakness, which caused this rather ironic situation.

"Yes, why do I compare Liu Cheng with Song Zuwu's big bearded man?

Why do they feel like they are warriors of the same level? It is obvious that they have a big gap.

It turned out that he was defeated by him that day, and there was a shadow in his heart. Even if his skills improved rapidly, he would subconsciously regard him as a strong enemy. In fact, he is no longer my opponent, and the gap in hard power is difficult to ease."

During the struggle, Xiang Yang felt a little enlightenment in his heart, but he still ignored the mental imbalance caused by sudden increase in strength. However, it was not like the arrogance of others, but underestimating himself.

No wonder Ludaken gave Xiang Yang a chance to assess the bronze seal detective, no other reason, just because his strength did meet the standards.

Xiang Yang changed his mind and looked at the long sword light bursting in front of him. When he stabbed, he was obviously very angry, but in his eyes he felt strong on the outside and fucked on the inside.

The right hand subconsciously bounced his fingers and internal force ignited it. After a crisp sound of jingling, the long sword in Liu Cheng's hand broke directly from two-thirds of the sword body and pounced on one side. The powerful finger force stabbed Liu Cheng's throat without diminishing power.

The sound of hissing through the air sounded in Liu Cheng's ears, sweat dripping on his cheeks, and the sharp and sharp aura in his throat made him calm down completely from his jealousy. He was defeated, completely losing to Xiang Yang, who had no knife. His spirit suddenly fell to the bottom of the valley and his face was full of dust.

Not long ago, Xiang Yang was played with him in the applause, and this gap was really unacceptable.

Similar to Liu Cheng, Xiang Yang also changed a little, but to the better, his originally gentle eyes were a little more confident and sharp, and his heart seemed to be filled with anger.

The more and more qi in his heart accumulates, and when he has to burst out, Xiang Yang suddenly let out a long roar, and with the burst of Quanzhen's internal force, it directly vibrates the nearby leaves and grass rustling.

This long roar is like venting and a sense of pride. A mountain in my heart was moved away, and the original shadow was dispelled. Xiang Yang truly removed the demon of his fledgling heart.
Chapter completed!