"See... Hell!" Akino's mouth was wide open, and he stammered for a long time.
He had never seen such a violent way to crack!
In the past, the trickle down gallery used the same method to "entertain" an expert. At that time, the expert used the random method to throw all the sword holding disciples down and walk step by step.
However, it took the master more than ten minutes to get through the 20 meter sword gallery. It's no less than a small battle.
What about Wang Yong?
One Minute? Or 30 seconds?
Akino's head was full of shock, and suddenly he felt that uncle Chuanyue was in danger.
"Niu PI! Invincible! Master, the great immortal, has boundless power Yinglang was suspended in the air, shouting excitedly.
Just shout those disorderly words, let Wang Yong face suddenly a black.
How dare you treat Wang Yong as an old star monster?
"Blessing!" At this time, the disciples in the back half of the sword Gallery called in unison.
Then each sword holding disciple's arms burst out and his teeth clenched. It was obvious that he had used all his strength.
They would never allow Wang Yong to pass through the sword Gallery in such an easy way!
Unfortunately, they overestimate their power.
Wang Yong came at a high speed like a heavy truck, and the great strength he brought was not what these ordinary disciples could stop.
After the blessing, the disciples only resisted more than the front disciples. In less than a second, the tiger's mouth cracked, and the wooden sword broke into two pieces from the bottom of the sword.
The sound of "click" and "wipe" continued, and every sword holding disciple showed despair in his eyes.
They have clearly used what they have learned in their life and all their strength. Why can't they resist the impact of this man?
Is there such a big gap between people?
Wang Yong has come to the last two disciples and is about to break through the sword gallery.
"Go back to me!"
At this time, a fierce voice sounded, and then a sword light rose from the darkness and chopped at Wang Yong.
The light of the sword came quickly and quickly. Although it was only a wooden sword, it had violent power. People had no doubt that this sword could kill people.
But Chuanyue Yizhen, who had been hiding all along, appeared!
He pretended to be a disciple with a sword and waited for Wang Yong to run into him.
"Well?" As soon as Wang Yong's face changed, his original shape of running at high speed immediately stopped, which was even better than the car with the best braking distance.
At the same time, Wang Yong's right hand was on the arm of another sword holding disciple. The sword holding disciple couldn't control himself, and the wooden sword chopped at chuanyueyizhen.
"Martial uncle!" The disciple was shocked and confused.
"Hum!" Chuanyue Yizhen gave a cold hum, and the sword light that chopped at Wang Yong had to turn back.
With a click, the two wooden swords collided. The wooden sword in the hand of the sword holding disciple immediately broke, while the wooden sword in the hand of Chuanyue Yizhen was intact.
This immediately shows the difference between the two.
"Martial uncle, I didn't mean to..." the sword holding disciple apologized.
Chuanyue Yizhen didn't pay attention to the disciple's apology, but with a move of sword light, he chopped Wang Yong again.
With a touch of ridicule, Wang Yong suddenly put his legs on the sword holding disciple. The unsuspecting disciple rushed out and ran into the boat yueyizhen.
But Wang Yong has already passed through the sword gallery from the empty position of the disciple and jumped in front of yinglang.
"Ah Seeing that he was about to run into the martial uncle Jianguang, the disciple turned pale and cried out in a hurry.
Chuanyue Yizhen was stunned at first, and then his eyes burst out with a cold intention to kill. Jianguang didn't stop at all, but still cut it directly, as if he wanted to kill the disciple with a sword.
All the trickle down disciples in this scene felt cold.
Whoa!
With a slight crisp sound, Chuanyue Yizhen finally stopped the sword. The tip of the sword stopped at the disciple's throat and did not move forward.
But the disciple trembled all over, and he was too scared to move. A drop of blood trickled down the throat, meandering down and flowing into Daofu.
"It's not enough to succeed, it's more than enough to fail!" Chuanyue Yizhen slowly took back the wooden sword and scolded.
When the disciple saw that the wooden sword had left his throat, he took a long breath and stepped down in a hurry.
On the other hand, Wang Yong has saved yinglang.
Wang Yong just glanced at yinglang's body at random and realized that something was wrong with yinglang. Standing posture obviously with a trace of wilt, the body slightly curled up, like a shrimp afraid of cold.
Wang Yong reaches out his hand and presses yinglang's rib. He listens to yinglang's ouch.
Wang Yong's face suddenly became very gloomy: "did they hit you?"
Yinglang nodded.
Wang Yong only felt a touch of anger burst out in his chest. He turned to look at Chuanyue Yizhen and asked coldly, "you are also a master of the generation. I didn't expect that you would use kidnapping as a low-level means. It's just kidnapping and beating a junior disciple. Do you have a sense of achievement?"
Chuanyue Yizhen smiles a little and answers, "I can't talk about the sense of achievement. It's just that I happened to be in a bad mood last night."
"What a coincidence! I'm in a bad mood now!" Wang Yong's tone was cold, and his body suddenly came out before he lost his voice.
Such as a mechanical tiger loaded with a giant mountain axe, with the power of the mountain tsunami rushed to the ship Yue Yizhen.
Boo!
Wang Yong stretched out his arms and let out a roar of air. His palm turned into the blade of a huge axe. As he watched the boat go over Yizhen's head, he cut it down.
This palm splits out, the trickle flow disciples who look on all around can't help shaking their hearts.
They now know that when Wang Yonggang just broke the sword Gallery, he didn't do his best!
If Wang Yong used such strength, they would be half disabled even if they did not die!
Where is the power of human beings? It's almost the same as a Siberian tiger of five or six hundred jin!
Chuanyue Yi's true face changed greatly. Unexpectedly, Wang Yong said that he would fight as soon as possible, so he didn't give time for reaction.
What's more, it's so fierce that it's a killing move without mercy.
In desperation, he could only raise his arms to block, and stepped back again and again, trying to dispel Wang Yong's power.
Pedaling, pedaling, the boat goes back three steps in a row.
Wang Yong also took three steps.
Wang Yong's attack was like a string of arrows. Sheng Sheng beat Chuanyue Yizhen with numbness in both arms. He couldn't get back to his strength for a long time.
"Boy, I want to die!" Chuanyue Yizhen was very angry. He suddenly raised his knee and raised his chest. His lower leg popped up in the next second. It was like an iron hoe, piercing Wang Yong's heart.
"Muay Thai?" Wang Yong was stunned and withdrew.
The boat Yue Yi Zhen kicked in the air and made a short buzz. The wind was like a racing car, whizzing past him and scraping his face like a knife. It can be seen that he is very powerful.
"I didn't expect you, a trickle down teacher, to use Muay Thai against the enemy. Is trickle down Kung Fu really so bad that you disdain to use it? " Wang Yong sneered.
Chuanyue Yizhen looks a little ugly.
Just now, he was just following the trend. He didn't know which school the moves belonged to.
The reason for this is mainly related to his experience. Although he is the younger brother of Chuanyue Yifu, he has taken a different road from Chuanyue Yifu.
He chose to go out for a long time, played black boxing and worked as a bodyguard. What makes him proud most is that he once joined a mercenary organization and worked as a mercenary for quite a long time.
Through his long war experience, he learned from others' strong points and understood his unique boxing intention. He was brave and ruthless. Chuanyue Yifu was worried that his younger brother, who had been a mercenary for a long time, would die under the bullet sooner or later, so he called him back to coach the disciples of the Taoist school.
However, Chuanyue Yizhen's character did not change, and he was still fierce. Although he taught many disciples who were good at actual combat, he did not hurt the students. All trickle down disciples are afraid of him.
"All the ways of martial arts are the same. No matter what moves you use, just get the essence. Just now, it looks like Thai boxing, but in fact it is still a trickle down stream. I often teach my disciples the four words "aggression is like fire" to attack the enemy with ferocity. On the battlefield, there is no saying that the point is the end, only life and death! " Chuanyue Yizhen's brain turned fast, and he immediately brought back Wang Yong's provocation.
Wang Yong raised his eyebrows: "have you ever been to the battlefield? Look at your temperament. I'm afraid it's not a serious battlefield, is it
Chuanyue Yizhen didn't expect that Wang Yong could see his origin at a glance. He was surprised and admitted: "that's right! I used to be a mercenary! My hands are stained with more blood than you've ever seen in your life! So, you choose to challenge the trickle down Pavilion, is the most wrong decision you made
"Oh, mercenary. It sounds amazing, but it seems that the mercenary world has never heard of you Wang Yongdao.
"Are you familiar with the mercenary world? Hum, I can't use my real name when I'm wandering in the river and lake. I used to be called "Meinong Viper"! There were two Southeast Asian warlords who died in my hands. Unfortunately, I missed the encirclement and suppression of the Chinese warlord long Lin. Otherwise long Lin's skull must be engraved with the name of my venomous Viper Chuanyue Yizhen's eyes twinkle, with a cold light, as if really sighing, missed an opportunity to kill Longlin.
Meinong Agkistrodon was originally the title of Saito daosan, the hero of the eastern warlords in the Warring States period. Chuanyue Yizhen was able to get this name in the mercenary world, which shows that she really has real ability.
Wang Yong has indeed heard of this man. The king of war of the Philippines and India and mud died in his hands.
It's just that Chuanyue Yizhen thought he had the ability to hunt down the warlords of China when he killed two small warlords. That's too much to look down on China.
What chuanyueyi really doesn't know is that long Lin, whom he wants to kill day and night, is standing in front of him.
What he should do is not to regret, but to celebrate. Fortunately, the joint strangulation in Myanmar did not have him, otherwise his name would have been added to the list of mercenaries killed.
"Why don't you talk? Scared? Now it's too late to regret, as long as you lick the floor of this Taoist temple from the beginning to the end Chuanyue said sarcastically.
"No, I'm just thinking about how to make a toad know that the world is really big." Wang Yong responded with a smile.
"I hope you can talk to me so skillfully when I blow your head off!" Chuanyue Yizhen's face sank.
With that, as soon as he waved, Akino came up with a piece of paper.
"Life and death document, sign him, you can go to die." It's a scornful way.
In fact, the life and death document is illegal, and the legal level will not recognize this kind of contract with the balance of human life.
But in the martial arts world, in this small society, there is a set of rules. Once the document of life and death is signed, it is basically a declaration that the party who died gives up all the right to pursue responsibility. If he is killed, he will never appeal to the police or report to the police, and his relatives will not be investigated.
If there is any violation, it will be rejected by the whole martial arts circle.
Chuanyueyi has prepared this thing for a long time, but obviously he is not ready to let Wang Yong leave trickle down Pavilion alive.
I'm afraid that's the purpose of his kidnapping yinglang. He's worried that Wang Yong won't come and that Wang Yong will get away with it.
In that case, he would regret in his dreams.