Xiang Yang rushed into Anjiazhuang first, and the Qinglang Gang gang behind him followed closely and the fish jumped in.

In the courtyard, there were more than a dozen strong men scattered, and they were naked like the three people who opened the door. Some used stone locks to polish their strength, some waved their swords, and some lay on rattan chairs to rest.

Seeing Xiang Yang and his group of people breaking in with sharp weapons, the people reacted quickly. They gathered aside with loud shouts, and at the same time blew a whistle to report to the members of the Xiaodao Club behind them.

Xiang Yang looked cold, his long boots stepped on the ground, and his speed rushed forward from slow to fast. A big man gasped suddenly threw the heavy stone lock in his hand towards Xiang Yang. If it was smashed, he would be afraid that his whole person would be smashed into meat sauce.

However, Xiang Yang was not confused at all. His feet were still maintaining his original speed, and his body did not dodge. When the stone lock roared, the goose-feathered knife in his hand penetrated through it. The blade was pressed against the bottom of the stone lock, and his toes rotated. He exerted force and directly chopped off the stone lock, which weighed at least 30 kilograms. The exquisiteness of the Hu family's sword technique was fully revealed.

"kill."

When the stone lock was shot down, Xiang Yang's momentum soared. The originally delicate Danfeng eyes widened, shouted loudly, and rushed to the front of the man with amazing murderous intent.

The sword fell with his hands, and the person wanted to retreat and avoid it, but he had no time to react. Even a person's head rose into the sky, and blood surged like a spring, stimulating the Qinglang Gang behind him and the Qinglang evil dog holding in his hand, which also surged in murderous intent and rushed towards the remaining big man with a roar.

Xiang Yang cut off a person's head, and continued to chop and kill. His steps were agile. The huge force he practiced with the iron crotch skill combined with the exquisite Hu family's sword technique, and the sound of jingling was continuous, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and the killing was started. Soon, his face was covered with blood, and he was covered with blood.

In just a short time, there were seven members of the Xiaodao Club who died in Xiang Yang's hand, and they rushed to the front door of the Dangyang yard.

His purpose was very clear, which was to rush directly to the backyard, and rescue the hostages hidden inside without any reaction. The most important thing was of course Mr. Lan, who might be inside or not.

He leaned back, held a big knife that was slashed, kicked his right foot and knocked down the person in front of him. In his horrified eyes, he stabbed the long knife hard, and another person died in Xiang Yang's hand.

To be honest, Xiang Yang is no longer the soft-handed otaku on earth who was once the soft-hearted. He will not only have the slightest slightest desire to kill people, but also have no slightest desire. His growth is not only in the martial arts given to him by the Wordless Heavenly Book, but also in a better character and mind who can live in this strange world.

"What a courageous thing, your Green Wolf Gang doesn't want to live anymore? How dare you come here to act wildly?"

Just as the members of the Qinglang Gang, led by Xiang Yang, who was as brave as a tiger, massacred members of the Xiaodao Society, a loud shout came from the front door, full of energy, as if a muffled thunder suddenly sounded.

Huang Peng, who had been playing soy sauce after losing his weapon whip in the back, heard the sound, his face changed, panic, anxious, afraid, and his eyes flashed. He rushed to Xiang Yang in a few steps and whispered,

"No, it's Jia Kui. He is the martial artist of the Tiger Martial Arts Hall and the third disciple of Qian Hero Qian. His martial arts skills are second only to the current owner Qian Fu. How could he be here? Constable Xiang, if it really doesn't work, let's withdraw."

This is the first time Xiang Yang heard about Jia Kui, but he is very familiar with gang members like Huang Peng. He is a cruel person and a fierce man. His name is even more famous than the Giant Bear Gang. He is the top and powerful person in the county town.

As soon as Huang Peng finished speaking, a man with a medium-sized and dark face walked out of the door. He was wearing a thousand-layer cotton shoe on his feet and was also naked, but his muscles were flowing and full of explosive power. He was somewhat similar to Bruce Lee, a kung fu superstar of the Earth generation.

However, what Xiang Yang is concerned about is not how developed his muscles are and how high his explosive power is, but the gloves made of black iron wire mesh in his hand. The Tiger Martial Arts Hall is definitely not a false reputation. He also knew the name of the Tiger Fist for a long time.

As for why the martial artists in the Tiger Martial Arts Hall were in Anjiazhuang and why they were in love with Xiaodao, Xiang Yang didn't care. Everyone was here. Exploring those who had nothing was just a waste of time. It would be better to knock down the person in front of him directly. Then you will understand everything?

Jia Kui was full of anger at this time. When he saw blood in the front yard, more than a dozen gang members of the Xiaodao Club fell in a pool of blood. A blood-colored boy holding a long knife drifted his hair on his temples and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Behind Jia Kui, more than twenty small knife clubs with sharp weapons gradually walked out, and they were placed on both sides. They were a little angry when they looked at this scene, and they were a little frightened. They would not cause any casualties when they smashed the scene, but now the Xiaodao Club members in the front yard were not left without a single living mouth.

"What do I ask you? I'm mute?"

Jia Kui shouted again, but what he was greeted was a dazzling sword light. The long sword slashed down, as if it was pressed down by a towering mountain, the whistling wind sounded, and the force was so strong that even he couldn't help but win with a hint of surprise.

When Jia Kui was wearing black wire gloves in both hands, clenched his fist with his right hand, and swung it from bottom to the long sword. At the collision point, a stinging fire light appeared. While catching the knife Xiang Yang slashed, Jia Kui's left fist rushed straight towards Xiang Yang's heart, and Xiang Yang turned around and avoided.

The two of them retreated at the same time, looking at each other with a cautious look on their faces. Compared to Xiang Yang, Jia Kui's face was a little more solemn and fearful.

Since Qian Fu took over the martial arts school, he has learned a lot from his senior brother. In addition to his proficient Tiger Fist, he also has a basic breathing technique.

Although he is limited to his talent and age, he cannot develop a strong internal strength, but he can barely feel a sense of energy.

In addition to practicing the external tiger fist on a daily basis, it can also nourish the body and enhance energy. The strength is definitely the top one in the county.

Now it is incredible that a young man who is unknown has to take several steps back.

Xiang Yang stood on the cement floor four or five meters away from Jia Kui, his right hand was sore and numb. He moved slightly, then held the handle of the knife tightly, and laughed loudly,

"Jia Kui from the Tiger Martial Arts Hall, when did you become a lackey of the Xiaodao Club? Are you not afraid that the owner of the Qian Pavilion will expel you from the Martial Arts Hall?"

Xiang Yang's voice was filled with the youthful vitality and passion that was unique to the young, which made the Qinglang Gang, who was already a little panicked and frightened, calm down. Especially just now, he and Jia Kui fought hard, and both sides tried each other, and they had more confidence.

"You little brat, you really don't know how to be so powerful. You think you dare to show off your skills in front of the old man after practicing both skills. Today I will let you taste the power of my Tiger Fist."

Hearing Xiang Yang's words, Jia Kui glared and jumped out with a bang, running towards Xiang Yang, his body was like a tiger pounced on his prey, with a few drops of sweat thrown out from his body.

"I'm afraid you won't succeed, old man, let you taste the sword's advantage today."

Not only did Xiang Yang not retreat, he met him, his face full of excitement and his eyes were even more invisible.
Chapter completed!