Chapter Seventy-Seven: Ten Moves to Determine Life and Death

When Wang Yang's identity was learned, the blood of several dart masters cooled down in an instant.

This is a terrible person, neither in terms of identity nor strength, which is not something they can fight against. As long as Wang Yang is willing, he can pinch a few of them to death at will, at most it will be a little more strenuous than pinching the ants to death.

Especially this person's reputation has always been bad, moody, cruel and tyrannical!

They gradually retreated, and even if they learned that Ah Zheng was arrested by him, or even had been killed by him, they couldn't think of anything else.

It can't be said that they are cowardly, but they have too many concerns to allow them to think about anything else. Their wives and children all live in this city, and if they offend Wang Yang, not only will they die, but the whole family will not end well.

It's just that they think so, but Huang Canying is not. Ah Zheng is dead, and she will avenge him!

Her shot was so abrupt that the other dart masters didn't react at all, and they saw the picture that made them tremble, and an iron spear stabbed into Lord Wang Yang's heart.

Wang Yang put his hands behind his back, with a look of contempt on his face, kicked out, turning into an afterimage and hitting the barrel of the gun. Huang Canying staggered back, and a strong force came from the iron spear, if she hadn't grabbed it desperately, the iron spear would have come out of her hand.

"Miss, don't!"

Seeing that Huang Canying was unwilling, she had to rush forward and fight hard, but the dart master who came with her stopped her.

"Let go!"

Huang Canying turned around and waved a spear flower, forcing the five people to come closer, turned to Wang Yang, and raised the gun again.

This time, Huang Canying was no longer careless, and used all her strength, shook the body of the gun, and successively pointed out four virtual and one real five gun flowers, enveloping Wang Yang's up and down, left and right.

Wang Yang sneered, his toes touched the ground, his body jumped up in the air, and his toes brought a fierce wind, ignoring the gun, and kicked Huang Canying's head.

The virtual gun dispersed, and the real gun couldn't resist Wang Yang's sharp kick at all, and Huang Canying had to return to the gun rung.

"Poofโ€”"

The huge force from the gun's body shocked Huang Canying's internal organs, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. The iron spear could no longer hold it, and came out of his hand.

"Miss, Miss, are you okay. โ€

The dart masters held Huang Canying and said bitterly: "Miss, let's go, we can't beat the four great gods, and we can't afford to provoke the four gods!"

"Want to leave? The person who beat Guifang Pavilion is to lose the face of the owner of Guifang Pavilion, can you still get out?"

Wang Yang snorted coldly: "I really admire your courage, you dare to come to Guifang Pavilion to make trouble, and you don't even inquire about Guifang Pavilion's background?"

Huang Canying spat out blood foam and said hysterically: "You killed Ah Zheng, I want you to pay for your blood debt and blood, and pay for your life with your life!"

"It's up to you, or in the next life!" Wang Yang laughed cruelly, "I'll send you to reincarnate for the master of Guifang Pavilion first!"

The faces of the dart masters changed greatly, and they ran out after setting up Huang Canying, where would the nurses who had been beaten all over the ground looking for teeth before let them succeed, and they blocked the way out and stopped them in a swarm.

Huang Canying broke free from the hands of the dart masters, "If you can't run away, let's fight with him together, and there is no chance of life." โ€

The situation no longer allows the dart masters to consider, and Wang Yang has already done it.

Wang Yang is known as the Gale God Catcher, and the reason why he is known as Gale Wind is because of his best martial arts, and it is also his famous martial arts, [Gale God Legs].

This [Gale Wind Divine Leg] is a superior unique martial art in the Yueyang County Government, and only the iron catchers who have served in the previous Divine Hunting House are qualified to learn and master it.

This method is a great success, and the legs and feet are soldiers. It can be like a sword, like a stick, like a whip. If it is still, it will not move, and it will not move to fix the wind. Turn stillness into movement, and move to crack the wind.

There was no suspense in the next battle, Wang Yang played one against six, without any pressure.

Huang Canying was injured, and after three moves, she vomited blood and fell to the ground. The two aiki cultivators persevered for a long time, but they were also seriously injured after taking ten moves, and they fell to the ground. As for the rest of the people, they are not Wang Yang's enemies at all.

Wang Yang walked up to Huang Canying, picked up the iron spear that fell to the ground with one kick, and grabbed it in his hand and weighed it.

He is arrogant, and at the same time has a small belly. That kid named Liu Yuanzheng was originally just an ant in his hand that could be killed and taken alive, but because of Hua Feihua's words, this ant soared into the sky and was beyond his control, which made him jealous.

Now that the people close to him are at his feet, if he kills these people, let Liu Yuanzheng taste the pain of bereavement, so that he can feel comfortable.

Wang Yang smiled cruelly, and threw the iron gun in his hand at Huang Canying, who was trying to get up from the ground.

The distance was too close, Huang Canying dragged her seriously injured body and didn't have time to dodge, seeing that the iron spear was about to pass through her chest, she couldn't help but close her eyes in despair.

She didn't feel pain, she didn't die, a strong arm firmly grasped the galloping gun.

Wang Yang's smile gradually disappeared, and he looked at the person in front of him coldly.

Huang Canying opened her eyes, looked at the familiar back in front of her, and couldn't help shouting: "Dad!"

The person who came was Huang Baozhong, and after he learned the news, he didn't care about his injuries and rushed to Guifang Pavilion desperately.

The young man is reckless and doesn't know how serious it is, but he understands. The owner of the Guifang Pavilion is not small, and it is definitely not something that their ordinary people can afford to provoke.

No matter what the reason, as long as someone dares to go wild on his turf, the end is generally not good. What's more, daughters, they still broke in with their blades.

It's a pity that he was still a step late, and when he arrived, Guifang Pavilion even broke half of the gate. But it was a coincidence, and at the critical moment of her daughter Huang Canying, she was saved.

"Dad, he killed Ah Zheng, he killed Ah Zheng!" Huang Canying said mournfully.

Huang Baozhong's body shook, although he had already expected the worst in his heart when he came, but when he really learned the bad news, his blood was still surging, and his eyes were black.

He took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the fierce surging emotions in his heart, he knew that now was not the time for grief and anger, and if one was not handled properly, all of them would die.

"Lord Gale, the little girl has neglected discipline and offended the adult, and I hope that the adult's subordinates will be merciful, let me go back and teach me a lesson, please forgive the adult. Huang Baozhong secretly gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice.

"Finally, we have a decent opponent. โ€

Wang Yang didn't care at all that Huang Baozhong saved Huang Canying in front of him, but he was even happier in his heart.

"If he can kill all his relatives and friends in front of Liu Yuanzheng, with his current state of exhaustion, maybe he will die directly. Wouldn't it be nice to be happy that this is exactly what I want!"

After making up his mind, Wang Yang looked at Huang Baozhong like a dead man.

"The consequences of your making trouble in Guifang Pavilion are settled with you by the owner of Guifang Pavilion, and the problem of offending me is also easy to solve. โ€

Wang Yang stretched out his index fingers and compared the word "ten". "As long as you can take my ten moves without dying, I will spare you, otherwise...... Hmph, you just die!"

Huang Baozhong's eyelids jumped and he hesitated.

If he was in the same state, he was also a first-grade Tongmai martial artist, let alone taking ten moves, even if he was not Wang Yang's opponent, it would not be difficult to take fifty moves.

Now the injury has not healed, and he has lost his left arm, and his skills are six out of ten. Ten tricks, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch it.

Wang Yang saw that Huang Baozhong was silent, and he was impatient. "Don't accept it, then die!"

"Wait!"

Huang Baozhong looked at his daughter and his friends, and said with a firm face: "I agree." Ten moves are ten moves, and once the ten moves are over, the festival between us will be written off, and all the gentlemen and heroes present will be witnessed. โ€

Someone in the crowd of onlookers shouted: "Okay, we will give you a witness, as long as you survive the ten moves, you will not be harassed by Wang Yang!"

"If you can beat Wang Yang to tears, Young Master Ben will not only keep your family safe, but also give you a reward!" another person laughed.

Most of the people who can come to this Guifang Pavilion are people with status and status, and most of them are disciples. Although most of them don't have much ability, relying on their own family background, they are not afraid of God catching houses, so there is no need to give Wang Yang any face.

"Daddy!"

Huang Canying really wanted to stop Huang Baozhong, because she knew very well that her father was in a bad situation now, let alone taking ten moves, she was afraid that three or five moves would cause the old injury to recur, and her life would be difficult to protect at that time.

But when the words came to her mouth, she couldn't speak, because of her own impulsiveness, everyone fell into such a situation, and it was impossible to escape the doom left and right, and they had no choice but to fight hard.

"I mean what I say, as long as you can take ten moves, I will spare you for your offense. โ€

Wang Yang didn't bother with the people around him, because he himself knew that those who dared to tease and ridicule him like this here must not be afraid of him, and they were also the ones he couldn't afford to offend.

Although he is arrogant, he is not stupid. Ordinary people can be bullied at will, but high-ranking officials and dignitaries still forget it, otherwise it is difficult to say who bullies whom.

"Please advise. Huang Baozhong danced a spear flower with one arm, pointed the gun to the ground, and posed.

Wang Yang was unceremonious and made the first move.

In the first move, both sides are tentative, weighing each other's pounds and pounds.

After knowing this, Wang Yang secretly sneered, and suddenly exerted his strength from the second move, launching a stormy offensive.

Huang Baozhong knew that with his current situation, it was impossible to be stronger than Wang Yang in attack. So the strategy from the beginning was to defend, as long as he survived, he would win.

The same iron gun, in Huang Canying's hands, and in Huang Baozhong's hands, the power exerted is very different.

If the gun is just a dead thing in Huang Canying's hand, then in Huang Baozhong's hand is a flexible and treacherous long snake, which guards Zhou from top to bottom.

Seeing Huang Baozhong's slippery and slippery style of play, Wang Yang couldn't see his plan.

But he doesn't care, the airtight defense is fast, and speed is his strength. Wang Yang didn't think that Huang Baozhong could outpace him.

"Fourth move!"

Wang Yang sped up in vain, one kick was faster than the other, and those with poor eyesight could only see the shadow of his legs in the sky, which swept through Huang Baozhong like a raging storm.

Huang Baozhong's pressure increased suddenly, and he only had one hand to wield the barrel of the gun, which greatly affected his strength and speed, and he gradually began to be powerless.

"Fifth move!"

Huang Baozhong's face was flushed, sweat was like rain, and the gale was worthy of being a gale wind, and every foot was strong and heavy. Every time Huang Baozhong swung his gun, he had to turn the gun into an arc to gain momentum, otherwise he would not be able to catch the huge force of the iron foot.

Even so, Huang Baozhong's right arm holding the gun trembled slightly, and he felt a tingling sensation.