Song Tianlong was shocked by Chu Yang's true energy, and his surprise was far more than the shock he had just suffered!

I was originally happy to see this young man, but I saw that this young man actually used a set of Tai Chi that was promoted as a radio gymnastics to create a flowing artistic conception. I wanted to come out and touch it, but I didn't expect that this young man who looked like he was young last year had already entered the dark energy of his entire kung fu!

Song Tianlong didn't know that what Chu Yang had just shaken him away was not the secret force, but the true energy of a cultivator who was many times more skillful than the internal strength of a martial artist. Although the two also have similarities, the difference between them is not enough to be considered.

"Okay, young man, I look down on you!" Song Tianlong stood there, his eyes wide open, and firmly locked in Chu Yang's aura. If he had just regarded Chu Yang as a young man, he had now regarded Chu Yang as an opponent who could compete with him!

When the punching is used, no matter what kind of kung fu you practice, it is enough to be among the masters. Song Tianlong is originally a descendant of Yang's Tai Chi. His boxing technique has long reached the peak of dark fu. He just tried Chu Yang's kung fu, but he just used ordinary bright fu to fight, but did not really emit dark fu because he felt that the other party was just an ordinary student, and the dark fu is very serious. If he hit an ordinary person, with his cultivation, he would be afraid that he would die or be disabled. He and Chu Yang had no hatred for life and death, so naturally he would not have such a heavy move.

But he didn't expect that Chu Yang had already practiced the secret energy. When he met such a master, how could he continue to hold back? Tai Chi was originally a qi-raising kung fu, but Song Tianlong was born in the military. He was fighting by nature and had the opportunity to compete with the masters. How could he let it go?

But seeing his feet exerting force, his hair suddenly rose up, and his whole body was like a ferocious beast, rushing towards Chu Yang!

After he stepped on the ground with bluestone, the cracks and gravels splashed, with amazing momentum!

Tai Chi is originally a very soft kung fu, but the fighting style is just the opposite. When you practice to the extreme, you are extremely strong and fierce. Song Tianlong hit the punch without hesitation, but before the punch was completed, a powerful hand was blowing fiercely, and his momentum was amazing!

"Ah. Chu Yang be careful!" Ma Xiaoyan, who saw this scene, suddenly screamed in surprise. She usually saw those little hooligans fighting with machetes. She had never seen an ordinary person who could stomp stones with his feet? Can such terrifying kung fu still have this kind of terrifying kung fu?

If such force hit Chu Yang, what would it be? Ma Xiaoyan had no choice but to worry about the consequences at this moment. After screaming, she rushed forward and tried to use her body to block the middle-aged man's attack!

But her movements were too slow! Although Song Tianlong was still four or five meters away from Chu Yang, he almost instantly came to Chu Yang with his pounce!

Looking at the punch that had been printed on Chu Yang's chest, Ma Xiaoyan's eyes showed a look of despair!

Chu Yang narrowed his eyes and looked at the man's full-strength attack. He was a little surprised. He could feel that the middle-aged man in front of him was not a cultivator, but he was a bit like the warriors on earth, but the warriors could have such powerful power?

It still kept a constant punch and Chu Yang tried to hold the fierce punch, but when the opponent's punch came in front of him, it suddenly slipped and turned to cut it hard, pointing directly at Chu Yang's dantian lower abdomen!

A huge force came, and Chu Yang was shocked and quickly retreated and attacked, but the opponent hit him like a maggot with bones!

Collapse, chop, stick, wrap, and hit... Song Tianlong, who was close to him, was like a divine dragon with no head and tail. With one move and one move, Chu Yang had no power to fight back. His fists and feet fell on Chu Yang several times. If he hadn't relied on Chu Yang's true energy to protect himself, he would have been knocked to the ground by him!

Chu Yang complained secretly, and at the same time he was also secretly angry. He didn't mess with this middle-aged uncle much, but the other party was crazy and he had endless fights with him. But his kung fu was surprisingly high. He was the only master that Chu Yang saw after he was reborn on Earth. Unfortunately, he was entangled by him now and he didn't even have the chance to take out the "soul-catching shuttle". This fight was really too boring!

After Song Tianlong's attack, he felt more and more surprised. The boy in front of him clearly had excellent internal skills, but he had very little experience with the enemy, which basically means nothing. After his close-knit, the opponent was almost in a hurry and had no ability to resist. How could such a strange thing happen?

After trying a few more times, seeing that the other party was already angry and angry, Song Tianlong finally stopped. After a pusher pushed Chu Yang out a few meters, he did not pounce on him, but stood there, smiled at Chu Yang and made a "pause" gesture.

"Enough, no more fight!" Song Tianlong said with a smile.

"You said that enough is enough?" Chu Yang said angrily. He had just been practicing here in the morning. This crazy guy started to take action without saying a few words, beating himself up to breathe. Now he is satisfied with the fight and is heartbroken, and he actually wants to forget it like this? How can there be such a cheap thing in the world?

As soon as Chu Yang finished speaking, his right hand flashed, and the re-refined "soul-capturing shuttle" had already slipped into his hand. As the true energy was swelling, a sharp roar suddenly sounded. Ma Xiaoyan, who was about to pounce on him, was swept a little by the sound waves that were gathered into lines, and felt his ears as painful as needles, and he groaned and covered his ears.

Song Tianlong, who was the first to bear the brunt, felt that he suddenly heard a sharp sound of super high decibels in his ears, piercing into his brain like a big steel needle. He suddenly felt relieved and no longer had the elegance and freedom he had just made!

Seeing that he was injured by his soul-absorbing sound wave, Chu Yang was not polite at all. He stepped forward and kicked him on the lower abdomen, kicking him backwards.

With Song Tianlong's ability to be almost incarnated, Chu Yang's kick naturally would not cause much damage to him. However, the sound wave attack just now was so painful that Song Tianlong was completely unpredictable to Chu Yang's next leg, so he kicked him to the ground. He fell to the ground, and he snorted coldly in pain, not because of Chu Yang's kick, but because of the needle-like pain in his head!

Chu Yang walked to Song Tianlong a few steps, looked at him humming with his head covering, and laughed, thinking to himself that you, a madman, will fight without any distinction, and you will want to stop after you fight enough, how can you be that cheap? He had already kept his hands on this kind of attack method just now. After all, although the other party just fought fiercely, he did not want to fight with his life, so he just wanted to teach him a lesson.

After more than a minute, Song Tianlong felt that the pain in his mind was a little worse, but he was still dizzy and uncomfortable. He covered his temples with one hand and rubbed them. He slowly stood up and looked at the young man standing not far in front of him again. He couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in his eyes!

"What weapon was you just now? Is it a super high frequency sound wave? How could you have such a thing?" Song Tianlong looked at Chu Yang and asked in a hoarse voice.

He is the brigade commander of the Red Arrow Special Race. As the military commander of the special forces, he also knows some unconventional advanced individual weapons. Just now, the young man flashed a silver light in his hand, and he felt a sharp high-frequency sound in his ears, and almost pierced his eardrum. Instinctively, he thought of this weapon. His troops also have this kind of equipment, but they are usually large and big guys who need to be pulled by a car. But the kid could actually hold that thing in his hand. Wouldn't that be more advanced than those in their troops?

Could it be the new equipment of the United States? But it doesn’t look like this. The young man in front of him is so young, he shouldn’t be a spy from the United States.

After so many thoughts, Song Tianlong's head began to hurt again. He thought that he had just been the commander of a special brigade, but he was actually put down on the ground by a little hairy child. Fortunately, he did not bring his troops here today, otherwise this person would have been greatly lost!

"Weapon?" When the uncle heard that he suspected that he had just used a weapon, Chu Yang was happy and quietly hid the soul-catching shuttle in his sleeve. This could naturally be regarded as his weapon, but Chu Yang knew that the other party had misunderstood. His soul-catching shuttle was not a high-tech weapon, but a unique attack method for sound cultivators. During this period, Chu Yang rarely used it. After all, once the soul-catching shuttle took action, it was easy to be unable to control the irreversible damage to the other party. If it had not threatened his life, Chu Yang would not have used it!

"I'm not a weapon, but you, it seems that there is no hatred between us, why do you attack when you come up?" Chu Yang said with a bad expression.

However, his eyes immediately swept to Ma Xiaoyan on the side, and saw that her face was very bad. Like this middle-aged uncle, he covered his temples with some pain, and knew that his attack had accidentally involved her.

Chu Yang's current cultivation level is limited. Although he can control the approximate attack direction of the sound wave, he cannot gather the sound completely. The slightest dissipation falls into Ma Xiaoyan's ears, who has no time, which is enough for her to feel uncomfortable for a while.

"Xiaoyan, are you okay?" Chu Yang grabbed her hand and asked with concern.

"It's okay, husband, how did you do that just now? It's so scary. I feel like my whole head is stabbed by a needle." Ma Xiaoyan said with lingering fear.

"I'll tell you later." Chu Yang patted her hand and said comfortably. Then he turned around and looked at the middle-aged man, his eyes piercing, with a look of questioning and vigilance.

Looking at Chu Yang's gaze, Song Tianlong smiled bitterly, knowing that the other party had misunderstood.

"Young man, don't get me wrong. I have no malice. I just saw that the Tai Chi you played is very delicious. Then I will try your skills." Song Tianlong explained.

Hearing his words, Chu Yang's face calmed down a little.

"Your internal strength is very powerful and you have already entered the dark energy, but I just saw that you don't seem to understand Tai Chi's moves very much. What's going on?" Song Tianlong asked strangely.

"I didn't understand Tai Chi at all. I told you that it is a basic routine taught in physical education classes." Chu Yang said angrily.
Chapter completed!