Martial arts master: My aptitude depends entirely on the pile of exercises

"You are actually a fifth rank! A pure internal master!"

Everyone in the world knows that it is the kingly way for a martial artist to cultivate both internally and externally. Only in this way can the two complement each other to go further in the martial arts.

But not everyone can do this. Due to various constraints such as qualifications, resources, and time, many people can only practice one.

This is the case with Jiaojia Mountain.

His foreigner's skills are about zero, so he looks like a thin old man, but it would be a big mistake to underestimate him because of this.

His internal cultivation is a real fifth-rank realm!

In terms of true qi strength alone, even some fourth-rank masters who are both internal and external may not necessarily be his opponents.

"Ah!"

Seeing someone being beaten and vomiting blood, the prostitutes who were still calm just now screamed, covering their faces and running out for fear of being hurt by Chi Yu.

This run temporarily separated Jiaoye Mountain from Fan Feng.

Fan Feng knew that he was no match, so he took this opportunity to escape by jumping out of the window.

"I want to run!" Tang Shijin on the side saw it clearly, and suddenly stepped forward to push away the two prostitutes and stopped each other with a slap on the head and face.

"Go away!"

Fan Feng was extremely angry, regardless of the injuries in his body, his shoulders sank and he slammed straight into the opponent while his true energy surged.

boom!

With a loud noise, the windows and doors of the Tianzi room on the second floor of the inn exploded, and two figures fell from the sky.

Fan Feng didn't care about other things, and ran away after landing.

But Tang Shijin couldn't resist the opponent's full-strength blow, and he collapsed on the ground at this moment, with blood foam continuously gushing from his mouth and nose.

"Shijin!"

Jiao Jiaoshan jumped down from the air, hurriedly took out a elixir and stuffed it into the opponent's mouth, and said displeasedly:

"If you don't change your reckless and irritable temperament, how will you suffer in the future? Let's not talk about him.

A year later, how could he win the three sects conferences and get the Beast Blood Pill for his teacher? "

After swallowing the elixir, Tang Shijin's face obviously improved a lot. Although he looked ashamed, he still remembered the revenge of his junior sister, and gasped:

"Master, I, I don't care, go chase first..."

"Don't worry, that person was shot into the body by my Feiyun true energy. The blow just now was already at the end of his battle. He can't run far, let alone someone has been waiting for him." Jiao Jiaoshan smiled mysteriously, He lifted up:

"Get up, I'll heal your luck and dissipate the medicine, and we'll go there together."

"Thank you Master..."

……

Fan Feng ran all the way, but the speed gradually slowed down after a while, and he felt pain like a knife cutting his internal organs.

The true qi that had been injected into his body, under his suppression, not only did not weaken but became stronger.

On the contrary, his own zhenqi was consumed quite a lot, and under the ebb and flow, he had to die here!

"Who is that old fellow!"

Fan Feng kept thinking about where the old man came from.

He seems to have never encountered such a tyrannical internal cultivation, how could he come to revenge for no reason?

"Could it be that... I was tricked by someone?"

At this time, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in front of him, walking towards him.

Fan Feng stopped suddenly and shouted:

"Stop, what are you doing here!"

Startled, Yang Can paused, raised his hands and said innocently:

"According to my lord's wishes, I have already arrested all the patriarchs of the major families, and I am planning to report to you."

"Oh? Really?"

Fan Feng's body hurts badly, and at the moment he is holding on to himself.

Dou Da's sweat dripped from his forehead, but his voice still didn't fluctuate at all:

"Very good, you wait here, an old man and a young man will come over later, you will... hand over those people to them."

"Yes!"

Yang Can clasped his hands in response, not daring to act rashly.

Fan Feng responded, and while trying to suppress the true energy in his body, he stepped forward calmly, but in his heart he kept thinking:

"I'm not familiar with anyone here. If someone really wants to trick me, it's only this guy in front of me. Hmph, and his appearance is so perfect. Whether it's true or not, let's kill him!"

Just when the two passed by, he turned around abruptly, and grabbed Yang Can's neck with his big hand!

at the same time!

There was a crisp clang, and the snow blower was out of its sheath...

Chapter 39 Unwilling Fan Feng!I have a showdown!

Swish!

The light of the knife flashed, and a rough severed hand suddenly flew into the sky.

"what!"

Fan Feng let out a cry of pain, his eyebrows were knit together, and he hurriedly took two steps back to distance himself, holding his bleeding wrist, his eyes were full of annoyance.

If it wasn't for the weird qi in his body that consumed most of his strength, how could he not be able to block this knife!

Damn it!Today is really a tiger falling into Pingyang and being bullied by a dog!

"Boy, you are fine!"

Fan Feng stared at Yang Can bitterly.

One blow failed, and he was afraid that the old man would come after him, so he made a step and wanted to turn around and run away.

"Master Fan, why did you leave so fast! I still have a task to report to you!"

Yang Can said quietly.

At the same time, the Blowing Snow Sword flicked and stopped the opponent again.

He didn't go to arrest any family patriarch at all, after he persuaded Jiao Yashan and the two to come over, he hid in the dark and watched.

After watching Fan Feng escape from the second floor in a hurry, he knew that his plan had taken effect.

Yang Can's original intention was to try it out and take the opportunity to hold back the other party until the old man came after him.

But as soon as he fought, he was pleasantly surprised to find that Fan Feng was seriously injured, and his original tyrannical strength seemed to be nothing!

With one blow, he cut off a palm easily!

He will not miss this opportunity to beat the dog in the water!

For a moment, the light of the saber was like a shadow, and the Blowing Snow Saber slashed repeatedly. Fan Feng knew how powerful he was, but he didn't dare to resist, so he could only dodge blindly.

But in this way, it was extremely bad for him.

One is that he was distracted and had no way to suppress the true energy of the old man in his inner body, causing it to grow stronger.

The second is that the wound on the severed hand never stopped bleeding. In just a short while, he lost too much blood, his lips turned white, his complexion turned blue, and even his body began to feel slightly cold.

"Let me go, I can recommend you to General Jiang Taicheng! Guarantee you to be a high official!"

Fan Feng's lips trembled and he said in a low voice.

He knew that if he continued like this, he would surely die, so he had no choice but to beg for mercy.

"Senior officer? How big is it?" Yang Can asked casually, but the saber in his hand kept moving.

He only heard a stabbing sound, and directly connected to the windbreaker to cut off a piece of meat from the other party's body.

"what!"

Fan Feng was in pain, and let out a soft cry, but he didn't bother to check the injury, and forced himself to concentrate, flashing the blade between his steps and saying loudly:

"How about a sixth-rank official? As long as you let me go, I promise not to pursue today's matter! I, Fan Feng, will do what I say!"

"Okay!" Yang Can agreed.

But the movements in his hands didn't seem to stop at all, on the contrary, the knife was getting faster and faster.

"Damn it!"

Fan Feng knew that he was being tricked, so he dodged hastily and let out a "wow", and spit out another mouthful of blood, he could hardly suppress the true energy in his body!

"You really think I dare not kill you!"

Suddenly, Fan Feng's eyes widened, showing a fierce look!

He didn't dodge or evade when he came to Yang Can, the only remaining left hand surged with true energy, and suddenly grabbed it forward!

This is a complete abandonment of suppressing the true energy in the body. Before dying, he just wants to take away this nasty kid in front of him!

clang!

It was as if the sound of gold and iron colliding suddenly sounded.

The blowing snow knife was tightly pinched, unable to move an inch.

"You want to kill me? I'll send you down first!" Fan Feng had a grim face, but he punched directly with that severed hand.

Yang Can's expression froze, his left fist was clenched tightly, his shoulders were lowered and his waist was twisted, all the strength of his body was concentrated on it, and the same force broke out, and the Black Tiger Fist blasted out!

Click!Click!

The sound of bone shattering made people panic.

Yang Can's punch smashed through the opponent's arm, causing Fan Feng's hand bones to explode like a blown bamboo!Even half of his chest was completely smashed.

"Yes, damn..."

Still standing, but there was a whole hole in his chest, Fan Feng's face was full of unwillingness.

He who was only one step away from becoming a fifth-rank martial artist died today in the hands of a seventh-rank warrior who could easily be crushed to death.

"If it's not that old man, it's up to you..." He showed disdain, maintaining his last dignity.

Yang Can leaned forward slightly, and said in a low voice:

"I'm not afraid to tell you that the old man should seek revenge on me. Besides, I'm not Chen Yongyang."

"you!"

Rao Fan Feng had guessed a long time ago, but now when he heard this, his eyes were still bulging with anger, as if he was about to swallow Yang Can in one gulp.

The next moment.

puff!

Blood spurted out from all parts of Fan Feng's body.

At this moment, Jiao Yashan's true energy completely exploded, destroying everything in his body...

"call!"

Yang Can heaved a sigh of relief, he won.

At least, the Yang family is in no danger now.

Leaning down, he groped for a while on the opponent.

Yang Can frowned suddenly, this guy really didn't bring anything when he came out to carry out the mission?Empty glove white wolf, not even a single piece of silver!

Either way...

Yang Can quickly adjusted his mentality. If the other party hadn't made a move this time, he wouldn't have gotten the skills of the City Lord's Mansion so smoothly, so he regarded it as his own trophy.

Before he could tidy up the battlefield, he wanted to flee from this place. The disaster this time was not as simple as just Fan Feng.

Who would have thought that as soon as he turned around, he would see an old man walking towards him with a young man smiling.