Xiang Yang himself learned two sword techniques. The Hu family's swords and real swords are combined with the real ones. The swords and tricks are grand, and they are both simple and exquisite. They are extremely tough, but their characteristics are far less murderous and violent than the Thirteen Styles of Flying Sand and Walking Stones.

However, in terms of power, the Thirteen Styles of Flying Sand and Stones may not be as good as Wang Tong's short spear method. Among them, Wang Tong's gun technique can understand the true meaning, the power of the moves is doubled, and the knife technique is incomplete.

"Maybe it should be a great fool to search for the sword techniques of this world to enhance your vision and insight, otherwise it would be a very stupid thing to just wait for the wordless heavenly books and entrust the future of martial arts to nothingness."

Xiang Yang thought about it. Compared with martial arts such as fist, fingering, palm and other martial arts, he still prefers sword techniques and has an indescribable enthusiasm for swords. Unfortunately, there are too fewer famous sword techniques than famous sword techniques.

This is not to say that the martial arts he had learned before was empty talk about people's martial arts, but from a level and in terms of foundation, the upper limit of famous sword techniques is greater than that of ordinary sword techniques.

Can ordinary sword techniques that have reached the peak be compared with the divine sword sword that has also been practiced to the peak be achieved?

One is just growing from an ordinary person to a master, and the other is growing from a master to a master like the sword god. These are two levels and are difficult to cross.

Xiang Yang not only has the word "No" Heavenly Book, but he also has the vast martial arts in this world that can be pursued and comprehended, and can be used with golden fingers, but he cannot rely on them.

This is the feeling that Xiang Yang was inspired to see Wang Tong's shooting skills as if he was ready to die. In the past, he attached too much importance to the martial arts of the wordless heavenly books and ignored local martial arts.

In the battle situation, Wang Tong gradually gained the advantage, while Scorpion Twelve fell into a hard battle. As Liu Jilai said, the Scorpion Sect is a sect that is good at driving poisonous insects and using poison, and is not very outstanding in martial arts.

Scorpion Twelve has shrunk into a glove full of poisonous scorpions. It is logical that they should have the upper hand against the enemy. Poison, after all, is weird and difficult to guard against.

However, Zhang Wei's hand had a giant axe with a long handle, with a strong force and a shiny blade. He swung it with a strong wind, with a tight defense and a powerful aura that cleanses thousands of troops. Scorpion Twelve dared not fight with him head-on, otherwise it would be the end of a broken hand.

"Yes, if a warrior who had no bare hands and had not reached the level of true energy left his body at this time, he would be limited everywhere and even difficult to match.

But this man with big eyes has strong martial arts skills and restrained weapons. If Scorpion Twelve is not careful, he will die on the spot. He has no room for casting the poisonous scorpion, or he dare not."

Xiang Yang noticed this and gradually realized that the twelve scorpions would lose their lives after being defended for a long time, otherwise he would have to raise his strength and die with the poisonous scorpion and the man who used the giant axe. Of course, he would not allow such a thing to happen.

With a moving heart, Xiang Yang jumped towards Zhang Wei and shouted,

"Scorpion, you step back first and see if I kill him."

If Scorpion Twelve is in an advantage, he will naturally not interfere in the battle. Now Scorpion Twelve is obviously at a disadvantage, so it would be natural for him to take action. At the same time, he not only sold Scorpion Twelve as a favor, but also received the mission reward of the Book of Heaven, which is a killing two birds with one stone.

When Zhang Wei saw Xiang Yang rushing towards him, he felt a little anxious. After all, Xiang Yang's instant killing of Dong Crook just now brought him too much shock, and he was not even sure that he could fight Xiang Yang.

When his courage weakened, his movements of waving the giant axe in his hand slowed down a little, and even shrank slightly. The moment when Xiang Yang rushed over, he did not think about attacking. He overwhelmed Xiang Yang's increasing momentum, which instead encouraged Xiang Yang's arrogance.

Xiang Yang was not happy or worried, and used a series of mandarin ducks toward Zhang Wei in the air, with many sword shadows, and it was particularly secret and difficult to avoid in the dark night.

Zhang Wei's magical power was amazing. A big axe swung into a ring and put Xiang Yang's goose feather knife in front of him, which surprised Xiang Yang, but that was all.

The purple intention burst out on his face, and the blade of the knife and the axe blade of the giant axe intersected. The moment Xiang Yang and Zhang Wei's bodies were staggered, the sixth way of Tan's legs, twisted the single whip, turned around, and passed, his right leg seemed to be a long whip and swung towards Zhang Wei's back door.

This move was kicked directly, and Zhang Wei's body was like a cloud of mist. He rushed forward and spurted a mouthful of blood from his mouth, but it was not fatal. He squatted on the ground with an axe handle, and turned to look at Xiang Yang with crazy and hatred.

Just now, he had all his strength to explode and wanted to use an axe blade to kill Xiang Yang. However, the opponent's long sword seemed to be powerful, but after contact, he gently tangled and swayed his full-strength attack.

This was not the case. The moment he touched the long sword, he used his own internal strength to rush into the opponent's body with the help of his weapon, but it seemed like a mud cow was entering the sea, and there was no reaction or trace at all.

It was precisely because of this light and dark that both levels of strength were not obtained, and Xiang Yang seized the opportunity and kicked it. This kick, Zixia's internal force penetrated into her right leg, causing great damage to Zhang Wei.

Xiang Yang is actually not easy. Zhang Wei's internal strength is domineering and strong, with great destructive power. Fortunately, Zixia's internal strength seems to be there or not, and her true energy is continuous. She builds layer by layer of protection in her body, so she resists it and does not suffer much damage.

"It's Zixia, but she changed her original Quanzhen internal strength. She just did it and was seeking death."

Xiang Yang narrowed his eyes slightly and hugged the floor with a long sword. He secretly felt glad in his heart. Although Zixia had not reached the third stage of practice and had unstoppable power, her defense strength was more than one level compared to Quanzhen's internal strength.

"I've killed you."

Zhang Wei was seriously injured and aroused his fierceness. Regardless of whether he was Xiang Yang's opponent, he waved like a wheel with a big axe and buzzed towards Xiang Yang. The feeling was like a wild boar with fangs rushing around in the forest.

"Be careful with your little neck."

Seeing this, Scorpion Twelve knew that the other party was trying hard, and his face changed. Zhang Wei's martial arts skills were not as good as Xiang Yang, but his strength was too strong and domineering. If Xiang Yang was hit, he would probably be injured.

The tip of the knife that Xiang Yang held on the ground flipped and floated over to Zhang Wei. After a knife that was as fast as the wind, Zhang Wei's head flew up from his neck, threw it high in the air, and then fell to the ground with another thud, and blood spilled all over the ground.

Xiang Yang could not dodge and was also sprayed with a look. His originally delicate and handsome face was soaked by the bright red liquid that it was like a demon and a demon, extremely ferocious. He was so scared that there were no scenes behind the scenes of the Black Dragon Association crying and crawling away.

Scorpion Twelve looked at Xiang Yang and felt cold.

Just now, the two of them faced the attack head-on, Xiang Yang was very confident. The fast sword of flying sand and rocks cut into the flesh before Zhang Wei's giant axe fell, and at the same time dodged the opponent's inertia attack. This was without strength and confidence, and it was impossible to do this.

And the most important thing is Xiang Yang's performance from beginning to end. His hands were too stable and his face was too calm. The axe that seemed to be under the pressure of a mountain could not even be shocked. This mind and this will made him ashamed.

"If this kid doesn't die, he will shine one day sooner or later, after all, he is only sixteen years old."

Scorpion Twelve thought secretly that some people gave him tens of taels of gold and tens of thousands of soldiers, but they only sat on one side and made wedding dresses for others.

And some people, as long as they are given a chance, they can rise up and make a bright future.
Chapter completed!