Comprehensive martial arts: At the beginning of Juxian Village, the crowd will become stronger

Chapter 105 Songshan Sword Formation?Full of flaws!
Under the gaze of so many people, Wang Yuanba did not speak for a while.

If this was normal, he would have lost his temper if he was bullied to the door.

Especially on his own land, with so many people watching, if he stumbles, then he won't have to mess around with Jindaomen.

But now, Wang Yuanba instinctively felt a strong sense of crisis.

He looked at Yang Ming, then at Yu Canghai next to him, and at the same time, there was Yue Buqun, who appeared to be objective and neutral, but in fact, it was not a big deal for him to secretly fight.

What I mainly face is not Yang Ming, but the other two, maybe this time I will really stumble!
"Yang Ming, what do you want?"

Wang Yuanba thought for a long time, but finally resisted the urge to do something.

"What I said just now is my request. Hand over the woman in your house and Yang Fei, open the warehouse, return our things, and compensate for all losses."

"impossible!"

Wang Yuanba refused without thinking.

"Yang Ming, there was indeed a misunderstanding in this matter, but you also know the situation at that time. It was a decision made by all of you to move the family away, and the old man did not force them. Now that you have changed your mind, at most It is to return the things that the old man helped you keep."

"But if you want to take advantage of this to frame up and ask for prices, the old man's reputation as invincible with golden swords didn't just fall from the sky!"

Wang Yuanba said he was tough, but in fact he already had some ideas of calming things down.

But when the steps were given out, Yang Ming still didn't appreciate it at all.

"Yo yo yo! Is it my fault that Mr. Wang of feelings said so?"

"You also help us keep things, so you don't mind letting me keep the property of your Wang family for 80 years?"

"Yang Ming, the old man has already made it very clear, don't continue to pester me any longer!"

Wang Yuanba gradually became impatient.

"It seems that you are determined to cover up my Yang family's rebellion."

While talking, Yang Ming turned his head to look at Yu Canghai next to him.

"Master Yu, tell me, if your Qingcheng faction encounters this matter, how should you deal with it?"

Yu Canghai smiled coldly.

"Of course, there is revenge for injustice, and revenge for revenge. Jianghu is a matter of Jianghu. No bastard will stretch his neck and admit defeat, so let's see the truth!"

"Yang also has this intention!"

After hearing what Yu Canghai said, Yang Ming immediately clapped his hands and echoed.

Hearing Yang Ming and Yu Canghai's words became more and more impolite, Song Zhen, the third disciple behind Wang Yuanba, couldn't stand it any longer.

It had been many years, and he was used to the feeling of the Golden Knife Gate being domineering in Luozhou and being treated respectfully.

It was the first time someone blocked the door with such rude words.

"Yang Ming! Are you finished? Master and the old man have already said it so clearly. The big deal is to return your little things. You are not finished yet..."

"I warn you to be sensible, otherwise..."

Song Zhen said, and took two steps forward.

Wang Yuanba didn't stop him, he was also angry now.

At the same time, Wang Yuanba's understanding of Yang Ming during this period was limited to hearsay.

From the bottom of his heart, he didn't believe that Yang Ming had improved so fast in such a short period of time.

I don't even believe that Yang Ming has the kind of strength that the gossip brags about.

Since the other party doesn't give face, then let the disciples try his weight.

It's better to kill Yang Ming directly, this way things will be easier.

Although Shi Chun died before, Wang Yuanba did not witness what actually happened.

She thought that Shi Chun just died in Yu Canghai's hands.

Seeing that Master acquiesced to his actions, Song Zhen was even more confident.

He strode towards Yang Ming.

I'm not afraid that the other party won't do anything, I'm afraid that the situation is not chaotic enough!

What we are waiting for is that we can't reach an agreement.

The corners of Yang Ming's mouth curled up slightly.

"Yang Ming, you..."

As Song Zhen walked over, he opened his mouth, and at the same time, he was ready to fight with the aura accumulated on his body.

In his opinion, Yang Ming is much younger than himself, how deep can his cultivation be?

He was in Golden Knife Gate, and he experienced many scenes, large and small, and his combat experience is extremely rich. This Yang Ming is absolutely impossible to be his own...

Before Song Zhen could finish his thoughts, suddenly, Yang Ming on the opposite side moved!

So fast!

Song Zhen was slightly taken aback, as if he hadn't expected the opponent's speed.

At the same time, his hand has pulled out a small half of the golden knife from his waist.

But the speed is still too slow.

Before Song Zhen could react, he had already soared into the air.

There was an uproar among the onlookers.

With so many people present, including many martial artists of various cultivation levels, everyone didn't see clearly the exact trajectory of Yang Ming's attack.

Yu Canghai and Yue Buqun next to him became serious at the same time.

They remembered everything that happened in Liu Zhengfeng's house before.

It seems that it is not accidental, as soon as Yang Ming stretches out his hand, he can tell how powerful he is.

Song Zhen's body flew high, and at the same time the golden knife in his hand was thrown out, spun several times in the air, and directly inserted into the plaque of Wang Yuanba's mansion.

There was a bang, and the blade was still trembling.

Wang Yuanba was also taken aback.

He originally planned in his heart that if Song Zhen made a hand, he would secretly help by the side.

Wang Yuanba achieved great perfection in the late stage of the Qi Gathering Realm, so he secretly moved some hands and feet, even if it affected the result of the two people's confrontation.

But he didn't expect that he underestimated Yang Ming too much!

Song Zhen's body suddenly froze in the air, and then seemed to be pulled by a huge force, and flew towards Yang Ming.

"not good!"

When Wang Yuanba came back to his senses, he stretched out his hand directly, and a wave of true energy concentrated on Song Zhen's body from the air.

Wang Yuanba wanted to draw Song Zhen back by relying on his solid foundation.

But Song Zhen paused in mid-air, persisted for a while, and flew towards Yang Ming slowly again.

Wang Yuanba's expression was extremely ugly.

As soon as they stretched out their hands to test, the two of them became a real air competition.

And Song Zhen became the medium of their competition.

After Wang Yuanba got it, he was horrified to find that Yang Ming's true energy was not weaker than himself at all!
How is this going?

This kid's cultivation level is obviously far behind his own!

There are two small realms...

More importantly, with so many people watching now, if Wang Yuanba can't compete with Yang Ming, his reputation will be ruined.

Thinking of this, his five fingers slightly bent, and at the same time, the true energy in his body was vented crazily, trying to overwhelm the opponent with the advantage of his cultivation.

But no matter how much strength Wang Yuanba increased, through the slack body, Yang Ming's zhenqi, which was as strong as a wave, spread over in the same way!

"This……"

At this time, Wang Yuanba had no way to let go, so he could only increase the size again.

But the two closest disciples noticed that a few drops of sweat had appeared on Wang Yuanba's forehead.

"Ow!"

Song Zhen's screams came from the front, and Wang Yuanba's palm suddenly stopped.

The two of them competed so much, Song Zhen couldn't bear it!

If this continues, it will only tear its body apart.

But if he lets go like this, Wang Yuanba will lose face!
While hesitating, Yang Ming suddenly exerted his strength.

Song Zhen's voice suddenly became shrill, and at the same time one of his arms was suddenly separated from his body.

The arm flew towards Wang Yuanba, while Song Zhen's body flew towards Yang Ming.

A handful of blood exploded in the air.

Wang Yuanba shook his hand and beat Song Zhen's arm aside.

Looking up, his apprentice Song Zhen has been sucked in front of him by Yang Ming.

I don't know what kind of claw method Yang Ming used, it's so overbearing, but also delicate.

Song Zhen was unbiased, and landed directly within half a foot in front of Yang Ming.

Controlled by Yang Ming's true energy, both feet landed heavily.

Song Zhen's two calf bones broke suddenly.

Then his legs bent down limply, and he collapsed and knelt down in front of Yang Ming.

In just the blink of an eye, Song Zhen has become a useless person.

Clutching his bleeding shoulder, he screamed frantically.

Yang Ming raised his leg, stepped on Song Zhen's head, and looked up at Wang Yuanba not far away.

"Comrades, testify that Yang is just here to set justice. It was Jindaomen who took the initiative and wanted to overwhelm others?"

"Mr. Wang, is this the way your Jindaomen do things? Is this the number one figure in the Luozhou martial arts? It's a shame!"

Yang Ming was not polite at all, and directly involved the entire Luozhou martial arts.

In this way, the onlookers were not calm.

"This statement is wrong. Wang Yuanba can only represent himself. Our Luozhou martial arts is still very open and aboveboard!"

"That's right, Wang Yuanba can do this kind of thing, but we can't, so it has nothing to do with us!"

Several people spoke one after another.

Hearing everyone's excuses, Yang Ming cupped his hands.

"My comrades, forgive me, but this is because Yang's words are not rigorous."

After speaking, Yang Ming stepped on Song Zhen's foot and rubbed it back and forth a few times.

Song Zhen's head was stepped on by Yang Ming, making intimate contact with the ground, rubbing back and forth.

Half of the face immediately became blurred.

Song Zhen screamed again.

"The Golden Knife Sect is regarded as a disciple, is that so?"

The onlookers looked at the Golden Knife Gate with less respect than before.

Song Zhen's cry was simply an insult to Jindaomen.

"Yang Ming, let him go!"

Wang Yuanba roared angrily, couldn't bear it anymore, and took a few steps forward.

He planned to forcibly snatch him back from Yang Ming's hands.

Everyone knows that Song Zhen is one of his confidants, just like Shi Chun.

But now, the confidant disciple he has trained for many years, not only can't survive a single move, but also has been tortured and humiliated by Yang Ming in public, he can't afford to lose this person!
As soon as Wang Yuanba made a move, the real energy around him surged, immediately putting a lot of pressure on everyone.

The crowd of onlookers took a few steps back.

Yang Ming put one hand on the handle of the knife, and stared at the opponent with a provocative face.

Just at this critical moment, suddenly several breaths locked here.

"Who is so bold to make trouble at the Golden Knife Gate!"

Before the words were finished, several figures had already appeared in front of them.

People from Songshan School are here!
Everyone looked back at their clothes and immediately recognized their identities.

The leader is a person who is known to many people in Luozhou.

It is Zuo Lengchan's youngest junior, and also a master of swordsmanship in the Songshan School, Sun Dazhong!
Behind him, there are eight elite disciples of the Songshan School, each of whom has a mid-stage Qi Gathering Realm!

A look of joy appeared on Wang Yuanba's face when he saw the reinforcements arriving.

"Junior Brother Sun!"

During the speech, Sun Dazhong had led people past the crowd of onlookers and landed on the ground.

A few people seem to be casual, but in fact they have their own particular positions.

Yang Ming has been vaguely surrounded in the middle.

At the same time, the sword intent on them was ready to go.

"Songshan Sword Formation!"

Those who know the goods in the crowd can recognize it immediately, and their positions coincide with the position of the sword formation.

The Songshan Sword Formation is so powerful that no one knows it.

This is also the unique skill of the Five Sacred Sword Sect, which cannot be handled by ordinary people.

If the eight elite disciples in the mid-stage Qi Gathering Realm use their sword array with all their strength, the power they will display will be difficult for ordinary sniper scopes to resist in the late stage.

Not to mention, there is Sun Dazhong, a man with superb swordsmanship, next to him.

Sun Dazhong may not have the highest level of cultivation in the Songshan School, let alone Zuo Lengchan, who served as most of the Thirteen Taibao.

But when it comes to the level of superb swordsmanship, he is definitely one of the best.

At this time, Sun Dazhong didn't look at Wang Yuanba, but looked back at Yang Ming.

For a moment, everyone even heard the music, and there was a clear sound on Sun Dazhong's body.

This is his sword intent.

The sword intent keenly sensed the strong sword intent on Yang Ming's body, and issued a hostile warning.

Immediately afterwards, Sun Dazhong's eyes moved down and landed on Song Zhen, who was physically and mentally broken.

To be honest, Song Zhen is too embarrassed now, blood is flowing all over the place.

Sun Dazhong looked at it for a few more seconds before he recognized his identity.

"Let go!"

Sun Dazhong didn't even ask what happened, he just ordered Yang Ming.

The relationship between their Songshan faction and the Golden Knife Sect has always been good, and this time they were ordered by Zuo Lengchan to support the Golden Knife Sect.

"It's okay to let him go, you kneel down and give me a hundred kowtows, and call me a hundred grandpa, then I'll consider letting him go!"

"Bold!"

Sun Dazhong has always been respected when he came out to walk the rivers and lakes. How could anyone dare to talk to him like this!

This is not insulting him, he is insulting Songshan faction!

"Go!"

Sun Dazhong ordered without further ado.

The eight elite disciples nearby came out of their sheaths one after another.

The voice of lang lang lang rang endlessly.

With the sword out of its sheath, the sword formation has taken shape.

The sharp sword intent spread all over the surroundings, causing the onlookers to back away in a hurry.

Even as bystanders, they can keenly perceive the dangerous atmosphere contained in it.

In the next second, eight long swords were flying vertically and horizontally, and the sharp sword light was densely packed, spreading all over Yang Ming's surroundings in an instant.

Several members of the Yang clan couldn't dodge in time, they were directly penetrated by the sword light, and fell to the ground with a scream.

Even the Qingcheng sect disciples who were watching the excitement dodged one after another.

Although they are both Sword Sects, their Qingcheng Sect is still far behind the Songshan Sect.

"It's good to come."

Facing the sword net spreading all over him, he blocked his retreat in the blink of an eye.

Not only was Yang Ming not nervous, but he also seemed a little excited.

In the eyes of others, this sword array is mysterious and complicated, and there is no way to see it at all.

The sharp sword light is even more disturbing.

But in Yang Ming's eyes, it instantly became full of flaws!
What he had obtained before, the ten elders of the Demon Sect's deciphering of the Songshan swordsmanship, one move after another, clearly appeared in his mind in an instant.

(End of this chapter)