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    Zhao Yang lowered his hands, but was shocked in his heart.  Although he had the soul power to protect his hands, he still felt that his arms were slightly numb.  Secretly surprised by the power of the short-haired man's kick, Zhao Yang felt that this man's power was much stronger than Xie Zhong's. There really are masters in this world who cannot be careless.

    Zhao Yang was surprised, but he didn¡¯t know that the short-haired man was even more shocked than Zhao Yang. You must know that he fell from the second floor and deliberately borrowed force. The borrowed gravity was not even a tiny bit.  But he didn't expect that Zhao Yang didn't dodge or evade, nor did he release his strength, but directly chose to bear it.  He really took his own move and was unscathed. This is so extraordinary.  He came down to test Zhao Yang. He originally wanted to use the power of killing Zhao Yang first with one move to give him a show of strength. Now it seems that the man in front of him is at least a small level stronger than himself.

    The short-haired man was shocked, but he was not someone who could be easily scared away.  He clenched his fists and attacked again.

    Zhao Yang saw that the short-haired man's fist also had real energy and strong fluctuations.

    "Don't get in the way, step aside." Zhao Yang pushed Fang Yuting aside with a casual push.

    When Fang Yuting heard Zhao Yang's tone, she immediately became angry. When Zhao Yang pushed her, her body lost control of her and she retreated continuously.

    Even if Fang Yuting gritted her teeth in anger, she knew that she really couldn't help, but you shouldn't speak in this tone.  Then she thought that Zhao Yang was such a person to begin with, and this time he still suffered with him. Fang Yuting suddenly lost her temper.

    The short-haired man turned his fist into a palm and slapped Zhao Yang in the face. Zhao Yang tilted his head and the short-haired man slapped his palm on a big pillar behind Zhao Yang. Immediately, a mark was left on the big pillar.  A dozen palm prints.

    When Fang Yuting saw it, he was so shocked that Yin Tao's mouth opened into an O shape. At the same time, he was also a little worried about Zhao Yang.

    The short-haired man waved his palms continuously, attacking from both sides. There were palm shadows everywhere, and in an instant, Zhao Yang was covered in it.

    "You're a fool, do you think you can control me like this?" Zhao Yang's eyes were bright, his heart was calm, and he was unmoved.

    Then, Zhao Yang took a few strange steps, and saw his silhouette flashing away, instantly breaking away from the short-haired man's hands.

    The short-haired man was shocked and didn't see how Zhao Yang discovered his flaw and walked out.

    Zhao Yang floated out strangely, and then quickly came closer.  The legs were swung together, like a pair of big scissors, and clicked towards the short-haired man's chest.

    The short-haired man raised his arms and crossed them to protect his heart.  Bang, Zhao Yang kicked him on the arm, and then kicked him with the other foot.

    A series of kicks.

    Zhao Yang¡¯s body went beyond common sense. He actually managed to stay in the air without falling. He kicked his legs continuously, one after the other, non-stop.

    The short-haired man blocked Zhao Yang's first kick and was immediately passive. He could only bear the next kick one after another.  Bang, bang, bang, he was kicked back hard.

    In two or three seconds, Zhao Yang kicked out ten times in a row.

    Bang, Zhao Yang finally landed his last kick.

    The short-haired man kept retreating, and before he could stand firm, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body was already injured by the kick.

    The short-haired man didn't even care about his injuries. As soon as he stood still, he pointed at Zhao Yang and said in shock: "You have reached the innate realm and your true energy is constantly flowing?"

    "In the innate state, the true energy is constant." Liu Yang's heart moved, and he knew that the short-haired man was talking about the innate state in martial arts. Has he developed the innate true energy in his body?  However, I am not. What I cultivate is the power of the soul.

    The short-haired man pointed at Zhao Yang and said, "I am Nangong Zhengyang, from the Nangong family. Who are you? Where are you from?"

    "Huh? Nangong Zhengyang." Zhao Yang listened to Short Hair's words and thought about it. He stared at Nangong Zhengyang and said: "If you don't know Nangong Zhengyang, the Nangong family is nothing. You don't have to worry about where I come from.  , If you want to fight, fight, if not, get out of the way and get blocked here."

    "You are arrogant." Nangong Zhengyang was so angry that he almost vomited blood again. The Nangong family was directly humiliated, and Zhao Yang's words were ignored.

    Family honor cannot be insulted and must be protected with life.  Nangong Zhengyang stretched out his hand and pulled the strap on his body, taking off the cloth strip on his back. His hand shook and he tore it. The wrapped cloth strip was directly shattered into pieces, and what was revealed was a long sword.

    With a swipe, Nangong Zhengyang pulled out the sword directly, the blade of the sword was bright.

    "Death." Nangong Zhengyang thrust his sword, the sword light flashed and the sword energy struck.

    Nangong Zhengyang stabbed with his long sword,Continuous momentum.

    Zhao Yang was unarmed and could not forcefully attack him, so he had to avoid its sharp edge. Fortunately, his body skills were very good. With one step, Nangong Zhengyang's sword power could not cover him.

    "You can't escape." Nangong Zhengyang roared, and the true energy in his dantian suddenly erupted. The true energy poured into the body of the long sword, and then surged out through the long sword, and the sword light exploded.

    With a swipe, Nangong Zhengyang made a stroke with his long sword, and the sword light directly separated from the long sword body and flew out.

    A ray of sword light separated from the sword body and struck towards Zhao Yang.

    Zhao Yang fell backwards to avoid the sword light.

    In a flash, the sword light swept across a large tree next to it that was as thick as a human thigh, and the tree was directly and silently cut apart by this sword light.

    "Boom, the big tree fell down, and the cut was as smooth as a mirror.

    Zhao Yang suddenly broke into a cold sweat in his heart. What happened just now? The innate true energy passed through the sharpness of the long sword and became the sword energy. The sword energy formed the blade, and the blade flew out to hurt people.

    Nangong Zheng** has not yet reached the innate realm, so he cannot achieve constant infuriating energy. A sword light flashes out. If he wants to make another sword strike, he must mobilize the infuriating energy in his Dantian again.

    However, Zhao Yang was frightened once, how could he give Nangong Zhengyang time to send out the second blade?

    Before Nangong Zhengyang could swing his second sword, Zhao Yang had already jumped up.

    After Zhao Yang got up, he didn¡¯t make any extra moves. He just pointed at Nangong Zhengyang from a distance and pointed at him.

    Nangong Zhengyang watched Zhao Yang point his finger at himself, but he still didn't understand what was going on.  Then he saw a flash of fire on the finger pointed by Zhao Yang, whoosh, faster than lightning.

    Nangong Zhengyang¡¯s expression suddenly changed. It was too fast and there was no way to avoid it.  Nangong Zhengyang only had time to move slightly, and finally managed to avoid the fatal heart position.

    "Pfft," Zhao Yang pointed out, and a flash of fire light penetrated Nangong Zhengyang's body.

    Before Nangong Zhengyang fell down, you could see a finger hole the size of two fingers appearing where his shoulder came down, penetrating directly from the front to the back.

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