The heavens preach

Chapter 56 Why don't you come up together

After Wudang Taoist Guo Jiaoyang took the initiative to walk into the courtyard.

Guo Jiaoyang's menacing eyes turned towards Hong Ye, and said:

"It is not uncommon for this martial arts exchange conference to be facilitated in modern society. It is a rare opportunity. So today, Chen Xixiang should not just be the protagonist. We should all revolve around him. I am a swordsman. Today I have to find People of the same lineage compare their ranks."

There are only two people practicing swords on the spot.

One is Dan Ying from Heyi Gate, and the other is Hong Ye.

He is the king of weapons of this generation.

Guo Jiaoyang pointed directly at Hong Ye, and wanted to compete in swordsmanship here, which was unexpected and reasonable for everyone present.

Hong Yeben was standing next to Chen Xixiang, and there was no reason to refuse after hearing the words.

He pulled out his saber behind his back, walked over, and softly said to Chen Xixiang next to him: "Mr. Chen, he and I are both inheritors of Wudang swordsmanship, and you are practicing boxing. First, let's watch a game of swordsmanship between the two of us. It will be beneficial to fight against other masters next."

Chen Xixiang smiled slightly, and nodded to express Hong Ye's kindness.

After Hong Ye finished speaking, he had already walked towards Guo Jiaoyang.

"Please!"

Just a please, nothing else.

More than a dozen boxers in the seats all stared at him.

Guo Jiaoyang's brows showed a sharp determination, after Hong Ye said "please", the whole person stood on tiptoe in an instant, like a dart being thrown vigorously!

choke!

Suddenly, there was a sharp sword cry in the air.

Many young people in the martial arts hall only saw a flash of light in the courtyard.

It was Guo Jiaoyang's sword that reflected the sunlight, and it dazzled many people like a thunderbolt!

He shot suddenly, swift as a poisonous snake.

Hong Ye on the opposite side reacted quickly to Guo Jiaoyang's stabbing sword at this moment, his steps were as light as an ape in the forest, although he was taken first, he turned around and stabbed repeatedly like raindrops!

Hong Ye's steps were as light as an ape's, and his steps were so fast that he could react within half a second.

ding ding ding ~~

A fierce sword wind and collision quickly spread in the air, sparks visible to the naked eye splashed everywhere!

Intense confrontation, only in the middle of the night, the needle tip against the wheat awn!

Chen Xixiang could see that compared to Hong Ye's ape fencing technique which he said was born out of apes, Guo Jiaoyang's fencing technique and gait were in the shape of a dragon, heaving his footsteps together, and following the provocative and horizontal movements of the sword, his pace followed closely. A grand and majestic beauty.

Swish! !

Just three breaths, the two people in the courtyard are like two pythons swimming in the grassland, with a gust of wind blowing in, and the fierce collision of body skills and sword skills in the courtyard in an instant, many young people in the martial arts school who watched were stunned:

"Is this the power of a master swordsman? It's really scary!"

clang!

Hong Ye stepped back and raised his head.

woohoo~~

Guo Jiaoyang, on the other hand, dashed forward, his sword was like a tarsal maggot, he pursued and stabbed fiercely, and unexpectedly made a sharp air-crying sound in the courtyard!

clang clang ~

The tip of the sword pierced each other's eyes, nose, throat, chin, and heart continuously!

Blades collide!

It was Hong Ye who continued to pick horizontally, turned around, and picked everything away with every detail.

But everyone could see that Hong Ye was overwhelmed by Guo Jiaoyang's momentum.

This shocked many veteran boxers present.

After all, Hong Ye is the king of weapons.

in the courtyard.

The moment Guo Jiaoyang and Hong Ye crossed their bodies, they stomped on fiercely, stabbing from Hong Ye's left rib, and thrusting towards the face.

Woo!

When this sword came over, Hong Ye bent his back, his body was like a big bow, he swung his arms and collapsed his sword, and made a move of "Strange Python Sting".

"What a quick reaction." Guo Jiaoyang's complexion changed slightly, and he hurriedly raised the sword, but he didn't prevent Hong Ye from taking advantage of this sway, and made a sudden move of "Turn around and take the treasure", directly grabbing Guo Jiaoyang's forehead.

Just this moment.

The old boxers who knew some swords subconsciously held their breath and stared at the result of the next moment.

When this sword stabbed, the outcome was basically decided.

But he didn't want Guo Jiaoyang's eyes to condense, his feet were as weird as a dragon and turned into an earthworm, and when he slid his toes hard, he seemed to be submerged in a quagmire, his body shrank back three inches, and immediately the sword light shone...

The angle is weird, tricky, vicious!

In the midst of raising his arms, there was a thorn and a pick in an instant!

puff!

Immediately, Hong Ye let out a muffled groan, stepped back, his chest and abdomen were bleeding profusely, and his shirt was already stained red with blood...

And looking at the tip of Guo Jiaoyang's sword, a bloody belt the size of a child's palm was picked out with a piece of flesh and blood.

shocking!

"The victory and defeat are already divided."

Xu Zhengyang immediately shouted loudly.

He was also shocked, and had a new understanding of swordsmanship.

Because it is a martial arts competition, it is required that there can be injuries, but no killing.

and so……

This is too precise for the control of wrist strength and strength.

Dan Ying immediately took out the wound medicine from the Heyi Gate to bandage Hong Ye.

On the other hand, Hong Ye looked up at Guo Jiaoyang with a pale face, and said, "Wu Dang has been lost for a while now, why are you..."

Guo Jiaoyang glanced at Chen Xixiang, and said calmly: "Others can restore the long-lost Neijiaquan system. I have studied swordsmanship for ten years, so it's no big deal to restore a unique style of martial arts."

Hong Ye felt sad when he heard the words.

In the post-martial arts era, swordsmanship contests are all about pace and eyesight.

He has been in the film and television industry for many years, and his busy work and schedule have dragged him too much energy. It is certain that his swordsmanship will regress. However, Guo Jiaoyang is young and strong, and he has devoted himself to studying swordsmanship and realized a lot.

One subtraction and one increase, it is easy to judge whether it is high or low.

Guo Jiaoyang looked at the loser and said, "Hong Ye, your master was originally a disciple of the Wudang layman, and later he went to the port to open a martial arts gym and set up his own business. He earned the title of King of Weapons outside, and later this title was inherited by you, the eldest disciple. However, the number one in the field of weapons today has finally returned to Wudang."

Du Fuming and Wu Changmin sighed.

They are old people in the martial arts world, and they are used to seeing too many new generations replacing old ones, and they are most complicated about this situation.

After defeating Hong Ye, Guo Jiaoyang said to Chen Xixiang:

"Actually, in the boxing industry, those who practice boxing can't beat those who practice swords. I'm not boasting about those who practice swords, but in my opinion, everyone here today is actually Hong Ye, you, and me. I'm just a master, I defeated Hong Ye, and the others fought me, and they all competed with weapons, none of them will be my opponent, so the next step is very simple, you choose a weapon!"

Hearing Guo Jiaoyang's words, many boxers present were furious.

However, after witnessing Guo Jiaoyang's swordsmanship just now, all the boxers were stunned, and even Hu Wen, who was practicing the iron cloth shirt, looked ugly.

After all, those who practice iron cloth shirts can only withstand the blows of sticks. If they are really good against such sharp weapons as swords, especially in the hands of a master swordsman like Guo Jiaoyang who has been immersed in swordsmanship for more than ten years, he only needs to pick and pull. The iron cloth shirt is definitely a blood hole, a bloodstain!

So in the past, all those who practiced swords were peerless masters.

Baji Li Shuwen's defeat at the hands of Sword Immortal Li Jinglin was also the pinnacle contest between boxing and sword, which already explained the result.

Chen Xixiang stood up, and first praised: "Good swordsmanship, good steps, with this swordsmanship, you are indeed qualified to compete for martial arts cards here, okay, then I will try you."

Seeing Chen Xixiang approaching, but with bare hands.

Guo Jiaoyang frowned and said, "You don't choose weapons?"

Chen Xixiang smiled lightly and said, "I still have stronger fists."

Guo Jiaoyang snorted coldly and said: "But I won't give up my sword to fight you because of this. I put all my kung fu on this sword. It's impossible to throw away my sword and compete with you."

Chen Xixiang smiled and said: "Fist is kung fu, and sword is also kung fu. We each use our strongest things to fight, and no one can be said to be at a disadvantage."

Seeing that Chen Xixiang was about to make a move, Xu Zhengyang also had expectations.

After all, the real protagonist today is Chen Xixiang.

"Please!"

This time it was Guo Jiaoyang's turn to cup his sword.

"Be careful."

Under the watchful eyes of the major boxers in the courtyard, Chen Xixiang looked calm, but at the same time as the words fell, the ground shook violently, and then even the dust and small stones on the bluestone board three or four meters away were shaken by Chen Xixiang's foot. stand up.

With Chen Xixiang's shot, it was like a cannonball had been fired, Yi Xingyihu threw up his hands, and rushed towards Guo Jiaoyang like lightning.

His feet were pounding, and the movement of his body was so loud, it was as if several cannonballs had been set off in the courtyard and exploded.

Shock flashed in Dan Ying's eyes: "Senior brother can also punch the air to explode, but this person's strength is more than that, the distance of this pounce..."

All the veteran boxers present, Chen Xixiang showed the depth of his kung fu in this pounce, revealing the level of strength of his muscles and bones, which has surpassed all ordinary human beings.

"So fast!" Xu Zhengyang just said his lifelong love, and immediately a blur appeared in front of his eyes, as if a monster rushed towards his face, but he was not an ordinary person after all, he was just startled, and immediately felt boundless fighting spirit in his heart, and immediately drew his sword, He slashed straight at Chen Xixiang's face.

Chen Xixiang saw that under this pounce, the opponent directly slashed with the sword, no matter how hard his fist was, he couldn't hit the blade directly.

But for this sword, he did not dodge. Instead, he spun his feet, raised his palm vigorously, squeezed his fist, and went directly against the blade. Seeing that Chen Xixiang's fist was about to hit his chest against the blade, Guo Jiaoyang immediately closed his wrist With a flick, the sword turned sideways, the blade gleamed coldly, and pulled forward, like a saw, toward Chen Xixiang's fist and his entire arm.

Seeing that a hideous blood hole was about to be pulled out!

Chen Xixiang's sleeves were blowing, and his abdomen was exerting force, and then the entire sleeves were turned up, making a hunting sound.

hula~

The punch he broke into the blade melted into a palm, rolled towards the blade, and he squeezed the hammer with the other hand to forcefully cut in.

"Want to catch the blade with your bare hands?" Guo Jiaoyang showed surprise for a moment, and then a fierce look flashed on his face. Since Chen Xixiang didn't want this hand anymore, he wouldn't show mercy either.

But just when he used the sword to slam down and draw, he wanted to cut off four fingers on Chen Xixiang's hand.

Whoosh!

This fist that turned into a palm was like an old country cow throwing out its tongue. With just one roll and one pick, it avoided the sharp edge of the sword and directly entered the hilt.

Empty-handed knives of the inner family kung fu - ox tongue rolling grass strength!

"what!"

At that moment, Guo Jiaoyang's face turned ashen and his scalp went numb.

A strong force has been transmitted from his wrist holding the sword.

clang.

The sword is dropped.

Then at the same time, a hammer also hit his stomach.

"what!"

In an instant, Guo Jiaoyang missed the sword and was punched, the veins on his face popped out, he screamed in pain, and he also bent over and turned into a shrimp.

At this moment, Chen Xixiang grabbed Guo Jiaoyang's wrist with one hand, lifted his lower abdomen with the other hand, then twisted with all his strength, exploded like terror, and threw his hands, it was a monument-throwing force!

boom!

Guo Jiaoyang was thrown directly two meters high, reaching the height of the roof of the bungalow in the courtyard, and then ruthlessly landed on a water tank in the courtyard.

Crack ~ Wow ~