Red Flame Villa.

Outside the banquet hall, the sound of the clashing of blades was endless, and everyone stared at the two people in the field, all of them were shocked.

Many of the people present are among the best masters in the rivers and lakes, but seeing these two fighting, it is not strange.

The depth of the internal strength of the frightened two, and the strange way the two of them fight and make moves.

Virujaya, who was in prison, felt the deepest, if it weren't for being a monk, he would have pointed at the other party's nose and scolded!

Yang Ling coped with the opponent's moves, and he became more and more skilled, and he actually used battle to nourish the war, and gradually turned defense into offense, which made Vilu Shaye panic.

The battle in the rivers and lakes, the most feared master meets the master, the two can't compete with each other, and it is very easy to lose both, but it is the first time to see a master like Yang Ling.

The internal force is extremely strong, but the moves are like children fighting, and there is no discipline.

If you compare people to paper, such as Jin Wuliang and Vilu Shaye, this group of masters, is a book of martial arts cheats, deep pages are compared to internal force, mediocre ordinary people have no internal force, it can only be a page, on which is written their life, white paper and black letters, mediocre.

For example, Yang Ling, a profound secret book, but it is full of blank paper, no rules and no records, not to mention the cheats, not even this chronicle, but it is these countless blank papers, but it is the fight between him and Vilu Chaye that is engraved on it, making it no longer monotonous and rich.

And Yang Ling knew the opponent's martial arts path at this moment, and he was already not afraid, and made several strong attacks, which caught the opponent off guard and was difficult to parry.

"Bastard boy, who did you learn this from?"

Virujaya finally couldn't help it anymore and cursed.

Although the method of using this demon pestle is not his most powerful martial art, being broken by someone for no reason at this moment is tantamount to cutting off an arm, how can he not be angry in his heart.

Yang Ling was slightly stunned, looked at his mouth shape and guessed a rough idea, and said, "It's up to you to make it!" ”

Virujaya: ......

"Since you want to learn, the old man will let you learn enough!"

I saw Vilu Jaya shouting, the whole person was like a lion, the momentum suddenly soared, and the demon pestle poked at the tip of the three-edged belt, as if it was a swordsmanship, but it was a little heavy, not as light and changeable as ordinary swordsmanship.

Although he was facing the stab directly, Yang Ling felt that a clear aura enveloped him, and there was no way to retreat, and there was no way to attack his clothes, so he could only meet head-on.

"Weird!"

"It's weird indeed!"

Yang Lingjianghu has shallow experience, and he is not familiar with the moves of various sects and factions, and he only knows the twelve-character mantra of blocking if he can block, retreating if he can retreat, attacking if he can attack, and fleeing if he can, but he can't recognize the halfway tricks made by the other party at all.

But he didn't know that there were many masters present, and everyone's knowledge together was very extensive!

I only heard Jin Wuliang and Lin Yuanda sigh one after another.

Master Fang Yuan seems to have understood, but the monks should not speak in vain, so they immediately paused for a moment, and then judged after seeing clearly.

Seeing that there was no way to retreat, no way to attack, and no way to escape, Yang Ling could only block this way, and immediately mustered up his internal force to attach to the tip of the sword and stabbed towards the tip of the opponent.

Listening to the sound of the bell, the tip of the sword collided with the sharp edge, and Yang Ling's long sword immediately bent uncontrollably, if it weren't for his deep internal strength, he was afraid that the strength of the other party's stab would be able to break the long sword.

Virujaya couldn't hit a single blow, and the demon pestle pushed forward hard, trying to break Yang Ling's long sword, but under the blow of the two, they actually competed with internal strength.

But seeing whether it was Vilu Jaya who broke Yang Ling's long sword, or Yang Ling who bounced the opponent's demon pestle away, it was not as good as just now, in this competition, neither of them had a way to retreat, unless the winner was decided.

Virujaya didn't believe it in his heart, he didn't believe that the other party was young, and his internal strength could really compete with him.

Yang Ling did not show weakness, and his powerful and incomparable internal force surged out like a tidal wave, his robe swayed, and his true qi formed a gang qi between the two blades, and they were stalemate with each other.

At this moment, Yang Ling suddenly found that his dantian was hot, and an internal force that did not belong to him turned into a sea potential and melted into his tidal wave of internal force, and suddenly thought about the other party and pushed away.

Bang!

Poof!

Vilu Chaya only felt an irresistible huge force coming from his arm, and then the demon pestle in his hand flew out of his hand and smashed on the ground, shattering eight green bricks, and the whole person couldn't help but fall out, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The sudden surging internal force of the other party directly injured him, and now the qi and blood in his body are surging, and the pain of his five organs is like a burning fire.

But this is just a physical injury, the most fatal is the trauma of the soul, he is already in a state of confusion at the moment, I can't imagine that he has practiced Buddhism since childhood, practiced martial arts diligently, fifty years later, only has this shocking martial arts, but this martial arts is as if there is a novice protection period in general, only in the South Shaolin Xiaolang for a while, today was defeated by a teenager less than twenty.

How can this make him embarrassed?

Half-life martial arts practice, I thought it was a time to become famous, but I never wanted to be at the peak of my appearance, and the second opponent I met in the Central Plains was defeated.

And he was defeated in the competition of internal strength, he only felt that he had lived on a dog for fifty years, and he was not as strong as a teenager.

Yang Muzheng wondered where the internal force in his dantian came from, and suddenly saw Vilu Shaye's face change for a while, his eyes looked ahead in a daze, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

As everyone knows, the other party has been beaten by him!

It's just a crooked move, and the internal strength is still so deep, Virujaya has never hated fighting a person as much as he does today.

Not only Vilu Shaya, but Jin Wuliang and others are also full of unreality.

Although they guessed in their hearts that the other party's internal strength was strong and not weaker than Virujaya, it wasn't until the other party really defeated Virujaya with internal strength that they really felt how shocking this scene was.

In other words, when competing for internal strength, none of them are Yang Ling's opponents, because they may not even be as good as Vilu Shaya, no way, the age is there, others have practiced for twenty or thirty years more than you, what do you compare with internal strength?

Unless you have divine power to protect the body, but where in this world can there be so many divine powers.

Of the people present, perhaps only Jin Wuliang can compete with the other party.

Fang Yuan Shitai has only been a monk for more than 20 years, although he has a wide range of knowledge, but when it comes to martial arts, he is far inferior to these two.

In fact, Jin Wuliang's heart is also very empty, he is a late bloomer, in his thirties, he has practiced a little bit of martial arts, and now he is seventy years old, but forty years of skill, pretending to be forced is okay, compared with the real master, it is still a little inferior.

Even among the first-class masters on the rivers and lakes, he is at most above average, and he can't enter the top stream.

It can be said that if he fights with Virujaya, he will be defeated within fifty moves, and he will definitely lose within a hundred moves.

Don't look at the other party being pinned down by Yang Ling's strange tricks everywhere, but the real strength is there, and he can't be underestimated.

The fat and thin Tibetan monk saw that the master was stunned in place, and the blood spit out on the ground was extremely dazzling under the reflection of the afternoon sun, so he hurriedly stepped forward and asked with concern.

With a wave of the monk's robe, the two of them were forced to retreat, and suddenly took a few steps forward, picked up the demon pestle that had fallen to the ground, and then looked at Yang Ling with a gloomy face.

"Lao Gao is not as good as you in terms of internal strength, but martial arts are not all internal strength, Lao Gao can already beat you!"

After that, he stabbed Yang Ling with a sword gesture at the sharp edge of the demon pestle, and the latter did not notice the clear meaning, and immediately could withdraw and dodge, and when he saw the move, he silently slammed the opponent's move a few times, so that he could think about it and crack it.

But seeing that the other party's tricks this time were even more strange than before, the wide red robe draped obliquely fell a large piece of sleeve robe on his right arm, and between the wave of the demon pestle, the sleeve robe was also raised, and he couldn't help but block his vision, his left hand was hidden under the monk's robe, and he could change his moves at any time, even if he kicked out his legs, Yang Ling was difficult to detect.

I could only hear the sound of sneering through the air, and the sound of the sleeve robe was disturbing, so that Yang Ling had to retreat again and again, for fear that he would be hit by the other party's move, and he would no longer be able to resist.

At this moment, he also saw that he was beaten with real fire, and his moves were fatal and ruthless, and he was desperate to kill him, and he was not stupid, how could he stand still and let the other party fight.

A leaning back narrowly avoided the opponent's demon pestle, and then a sword swung out, slashing towards his sleeve robe, cutting this obscure thing, he would not be so passive.

I saw that Vilu Shaya had already taken precautions, and he hid three points hard, flipped his wrist, and turned the sharp edge to stab Yang Ling's wrist swinging his sword.

It's just a piece of monk's robe, but it can break one of the opponent's palms, no matter how you look at it, it's worth it.

Yang Ling also discovered the other party's intentions, and under the crisis, the hand holding the long sword suddenly loosened, retreated back, and the sharp edge to be dealt with stabbed into the air, and quickly reached out his left hand to take the hilt of the sword, and picked the opponent's jaw.

However, he was not very skilled with the sword in his left hand, and he deviated by a few points and stabbed the opponent's throat.

Seeing that he was about to be stabbed, he saw that the other party did not avoid or dodge to meet him.

Just when Yang Ling was surprised that the tip of his sword was about to pierce the other party's throat, he heard a bell, and the long sword was frozen at the position where he pierced half an inch into his throat, and no blood flowed out, nor did it pierce.

When did Yang Ling see such a scene, he couldn't help but let out a cold sweat, the throat is the weak point of the human body, even the internal force is difficult to support, sometimes the master only needs a sword to seal the throat to kill, no matter how deep your internal force is, a sword will go down, either leaving a blood mark, or the head is separated, how can it be like now, the other party clamps the tip of the sword with the Adam's apple.

It's incredible!

Seeing Yang Ling's shocked face, Vilu Shaye couldn't help but become proud.

"Lao Qu ran with the Jianghu artist for a few years before he left home, can this hard qigong be repaid?"

I saw that Yang Ling's face suddenly had a shocked look and turned into doubt.

Virujaya frowned: "You don't believe it? Hmph, everyone says that this hard qigong is a fake trick, and Lao Qu will let you Central Plains people see how good the things left by your ancestors are! ”

As he spoke, he grabbed the tip of the opponent's sword with his Adam's apple, and a stream of true qi flowed in the throat socket, protecting the throat from being pierced, and he stepped forward with Yang Ling's long sword, and Yang Ling was so frightened that he retreated again and again.

"Accept it or not, accept it or not, accept it or not!"

Virujaya kept screaming.

I called several times in a row, but I didn't listen to Yang Ling's answer on the other side, and I couldn't help but be angry in my heart.

At this time, I only heard a slightly helpless voice behind me:

"This master, Yang Shaoxia closed his hearing, what you say, he can't hear it......"

The scene became embarrassing in an instant!