Chapter 579: Strange Battle

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As a local, he is also familiar with the local underground forces, and after some pursuit, he easily learned about Ling Yang's hideout.

Ling Yang deliberately pretended to be unfathomable, tilted his head slightly and asked, "You came here specifically for me?" ”

The trapped beast walked to a distance of only five or six meters from Ling Yang, finally stopped, felt the martial aura emanating from Ling Yang's body, nodded, and answered Ling Yang's question: "In the face of the momentum I exud, you can still be calm, you are indeed a rare master, it's a pity." ”

Ling Yang was surprised: "What is a pity? ”

"It's a pity that you are young, and there are endless possibilities in the future, but you have offended people who should not be offended, and you are destined to die here, am I wrong about it?"

Seeing that the trapped beast looked confident, Ling Yang couldn't help but smile and said, "Okay, I have to admit that you are a very terrible enemy!" But the purpose of your coming today, since you want to kill me, then forgive me for my guts, and I want to ask you a question, are those friends of mine dead or alive now? ”

The trapped beast showed a look of approval: "At the moment of life and death, you can still remember your brothers, I have begun to admire you now!" ”

The trapped beast said proudly: "Those who do our business naturally have rules in the industry. There is no life in the color head, and it is not worth my hands, so can you go on the road with peace of mind? ”

Ling Yang nodded and said: "There is also a way to steal, don't kill innocents indiscriminately, I am starting to admire you a little now!" ”

Ling Yang slowly pulled out a sharp dagger from his lower back, and kept playing with it in his hand, the blade of the knife turned lightly between Ling Yang's fingers, dazzling: "This knife of mine is a woodcutter given to me by a friend, it is made of mountain rocks and snow water, do you want to try it?" ”

The trapped beast felt Ling Yang's interest more and more, and a rare smile appeared on his face: "I have to admit that you are the most calm and calm one in the face of life and death among the young people I have ever met, if I hadn't collected money from others and wanted to take off your head, maybe I would have become friends with you......"

Ling Yang suddenly changed to an impatient look, rolled his eyes and said: "Malegobi, you old and immortal poor and crippled, you usually read too many ancient dragon novels, you have to put a lot of dog skins before you start, don't talk nonsense, let's do it!" ”

After Ling Yang finished saying the last word, he suddenly threw out the knife in his hand, and the tip of the knife pierced directly into the trapped beast's only intact left eye, and at the same time swung his fists, one punch smashed into the chest of the trapped beast, and the other punch hooked obliquely from bottom to top, directly hitting the trapped beast's lower yin, and his arms were extremely stretched, as if it was a powerful killing move in the "Great Sage Draped Fist".

The trapped beast didn't expect Ling Yang to turn his face when he said it, and Ling Yang's fist was dignified, and there was a faint sound of breaking the air when he punched, obviously the speed of the fist had surpassed the speed of sound, reaching the realm where few people on the rivers and lakes could be promoted, and the idea of loving talent in his heart was great, and he couldn't bear to launch the magic of ability against the enemy for a while, and he actually entangled with Ling Yang just by relying on his fists and feet.

The two of them exchanged fists and feet, and exchanged more than a dozen moves in an instant. The trapped beast's fist and foot kung fu was slightly inferior to Ling Yang's, although it lost a leg, it was not affected by its actions, but it was a crutch more than four feet long in his hand, and six thin blades popped out at the bottom, and it became a Qimen ice blade in the rotation, making up for the lack of its own martial arts, and it would not fall behind for a while.

Since Ling Yang received special training from Cheng Hongjun and others in the base, his martial arts skills have been honed in life and death battles, and he has already been hammered and forged to the realm of several masters in the rivers and lakes.

There is a wise saying in the rivers and lakes of Huaguo: The fist is afraid of the young.

The time for young people to practice martial arts is short, and they are not as subtle as the master's moves, but they can make up for the lack of experience with their abundant body.

An outlier like Ling Yang, at a young age, because of fate, he learned to learn from the strengths of each family, and constantly honed his experience against the enemy in the battle, and the freak with full physical strength, after a hundred moves of fierce offensive, he had already forced the elderly trapped beast to the wall, just relying on the blade in his hand to support it, if it continued, within thirty or fifty moves, defeat was an inevitable outcome.

When the trapped beast received a huge commission from its employer, it guessed that Ling Yang must be difficult to deal with, but he never expected that Ling Yang's skills would be so strong, if he simply competed in martial arts, his ability would be unmatched in the rivers and lakes, and he was secretly amazed in his heart.

The trapped beast barely supported for a few rounds, and finally couldn't resist Ling Yang's stormy attack, the crutch was held in the palm of his hand, and it turned around more than a dozen times, and the six snowflake thin blades at the end of the crutch turned into a small cutting fan blade, which slashed diagonally from Ling Yang's shoulder to his hip bone, forcing Ling Yang to temporarily jump backwards to dodge.

Taking advantage of this rare gap, the trapped beast no longer had a hand left, and brazenly threw its staff and knife towards Ling Yang, and at the same time urged the power of the ability to void a black hole in the surrounding space, and its body instantly disappeared without a trace. 、

Feeling that his body was filled with a huge power of ability, Ling Yang's Heart Trapped Beast finally couldn't help but be alienated, this aura of ability was very familiar to Ling Yang's feelings, and it was the usual method of the "Phantom Demon". First, they create an illusory space around their opponents, and then suddenly appear in the space with something that doesn't actually exist, such as fierce gods and ghosts, and take advantage of the opponent's mental fear to make the opponent die of fear.

Ling Yang closed his eyes and felt with his heart that this power of the ability did not reveal the slightest brutality, but it did not go-for-tat, and it was also alienated into the ultimate state of the ability.

Ling Yang was not afraid of the trapped beast's ability, nor did he not want to reveal his identity, but he had been silently looking for the hiding place of the trapped beast, finding a suitable opportunity to kill the enemy with one blow.

Ling Yang was curious, since the trapped beast had already activated its ability, why didn't it show excessive hostility for the time being, but only firmly locked Ling Yang's spirit. After a while, the question in Ling Yang's heart finally came to fruition,

The slightly vicissitudes of the trapped beast's voice seemed to sound in Ling Yang's ears, and it seemed to echo in every corner of the illusion space, vaguely and clearly, distant and close, and said contradictoryly: "Boy, I pity you for your young age, it is not easy to have such skills. I don't think it's as good as this, if you can withstand my blow for a round, the old man will be ruined and unable to explain to his employer, and he will let you go on his own initiative. Whether you live or die depends on your ability and creation! ”