Zongwu: I have no fault in Yang Guo, how can I change it?

Chapter 111 Black Iron Sword Technique
Ji Xia.

Everything grows, and vegetation prospers.

The valley is lush and green, and the air is clean.

"Thanks to Brother Diao for taking care of me for a long time, the younger brother will leave tomorrow, Brother Diao is willing to go together."

The Divine Condor, who was jovially walking around the bonfire, froze for a moment, looked at Yang Guo with reluctance in his eyes, looked at each other for a long time, and then shook his head slightly.

Yang Guo nodded, suppressed his emotions and said with a smile: "Brother Diao, how about we do some tricks tonight?"

"Ugh-"

The divine eagle neighed, and the iron wings whipped out a strong wind, sweeping towards Yang Guo.

"Be careful!"

Yang Guo carried the black iron epee on his back, and using his strength to gain momentum, he used an ordinary boxing technique of opening and closing to fight the sculpture head-on.

more than two months ago.

Yang Guo, led by the divine sculpture, went to practice swords under a tall waterfall that was far away from the valley.

A few days before sword practice.

The black iron epee is extremely heavy, but it can also be used by Yang Guo who has eaten snake gall and has a strength of over a thousand catties.

But it can only bully Wu Xiuwen and his ilk.

For Li Mochou, a warrior with rich experience in martial arts and high martial arts, Yang Guo is like a sandbag to be beaten.

After more than a month.

Yang Guo almost never leaves his body with the sword, never leaves his body with the sword, he practices hard every day for nearly eight hours.

It was only then that the black iron epee could be lifted like light, like waving an arm and pointing, and this black iron sword technique was practiced.

And this momentum appeared together with the black iron sword technique.

It was still midsummer...

midsummer.

Under a rushing waterfall of nearly a hundred feet, stood a handsome young man with his upper body bare and his eyes closed.

"Brother Diao, let's make a move."

Under the waterfall, Yang Guo still had a smile on his face even though he felt he was carrying a boulder.

"Ugh-"

The Divine Condor was born with a different species, and its strength is infinite. After Yang Guo became more proficient in Xuantie swordsmanship, he never held back his hands.

Every seemingly random iron wing contains thousands of catties of terrifying strength, but it is comparable to Yang Guo who is open and closed.

However, if the Divine Condor were to fly into the sky and fall with force, if Yang Guo resisted stubbornly, if he was not careful, he would be beaten with a surge of Qi and blood, and he would be at a disadvantage.

Xiao Longnv was by her side, always very nervous at this time.

"Brother Diao, you really don't hold back at all!!"

"Cuckoo~"

Shen Diao felt complacent for a while, and continued to exert pressure, showing no mercy at all.

Obviously he regarded Yang Guo as a real opponent.

"Come!"

With a loud laugh, Yang Guo bent his knees and held the sword in both arms. He exerted his strength suddenly, and flew out the huge sculpture that was pressing on the epee.

Immediately, the internal force swelled, and a simple sweeping stroke brought a great momentum and made countless splashes.

bang——

When Iron Wing was hit, Lin Yu couldn't stop trembling. Obviously, this move was not so easy to resist.

"Ugh-"

With a neigh, the divine eagle exerted strength again, its iron wings were like the wind, constantly forcing Yang Guo to take the move.

Yang Guo's physical strength can't compare with this kind of natural alien.

After the decline in physical strength, the strength also decreased a lot, and he fell into a disadvantage.

resignedly.

Yang Guo had no choice but to resort to Tai Chi's method of four or two strokes of a thousand catties, trying to use strength to strike.

It is really embarrassing to use the epee to borrow strength to strike.

Yang Guo didn't want to admit defeat, he would rather faint from exhaustion than be looked down upon by Brother Diao, so he had to try his best to continue.

Swept by a pair of iron wings, he backed up a few steps and was almost knocked down by the waterfall. Yang Guo looked normal and laughed loudly: "Come again, come again!!"

After getting along for many days, the divine sculpture knew Yang Guo's background, so he went to meet him again.

Yang Guo's physical strength declined, and his shots slowed down, using the black iron epee to resist.

When it was too late to draw the sword, he punched and palmed with one hand, trying to lead the divine eagle to attack, but most of the time it was not satisfactory.

While fighting, Yang Guo talked less and less, his mind was clear, as if he had fallen into the state of practicing the inner strength of the Ancient Tomb School, which requires no desire, no thought, and no desire.

Originally, it was mainly sword moves, but it gradually became half of fist, palm and sword moves.

The palm and boxing techniques learned and seen in the past can be easily grasped, as one wishes.

Taiji boxing, beauty boxing, Dafumo boxing, Xinxin palm, Xiaoyaoyou boxing, Luoying sword palm, split empty palm, eighteen dragon subduing palms, iron palm kung fu palm...

Using all kinds of fists, he met the pair of iron wings.

The divine eagle waved its wings like wind and knives, dense and dense.

However, no matter how fast the eagle's attack is, Yang Guo will catch it, although he will be repelled, but he goes up to meet him again as if nothing happened.

The divine carving blinked twice, a little puzzled, and followed what it thought.

At this time Yang Guo should have reached his limit, but he didn't show any signs of decline, and remained calm.

"Ugh-"

With a sound of the eagle's cry, the divine eagle repeated its old tricks, jumped up, followed the waterfall, and pressed towards Yang Guo together.

hum-

I saw the Xuantie epee trembling non-stop, misty water mist appeared around it, and when it struck down, before the sword came out, it first chopped out a thick sword aura that parted the waves and went up.

The divine eagle's eyes widened, he quickly spread his wings and stopped, and stopped taking Yang Guo's sword move.

Immediately Yang Guo threw out his fist suddenly, when he was about to hit the stagnant statue in the air, he stopped abruptly and hit the stone wall inside the waterfall.

bang——

There was a loud noise that shook the sky, shaking out a long stream of water mist and countless broken stones.

As soon as the waterfall was cut off, the strength of the fist remained undiminished, and a large hole with a radius of more than two feet appeared on the stone wall.

After finishing one move, Yang Guo's physical strength, internal strength, and energy were all exhausted, and he fell straight towards the river.

"Come on!"

Xiao Longnv uttered anxiously, as graceful as a swimming dragon, with little splashes of water, she ran towards Yang Guo in the river.

"Auntie, I'm fine."

Sensing his body being washed by the water, Yang Guo slowly opened his eyes, revealing a smile.

"Auntie, I seem to have mastered some amazing martial arts."

Rubbing the reddish eye sockets, Xiao Longnv raised her hand and hit Yang Guo.

"After a while, you are not allowed to practice swords like this, it will hurt your body too much."

Yang Guo held her slender hand and put it in his arms, feeling his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, he said softly: "Girl, I... I'm a little tired, I want to sleep for a while."

"Okay~ you go to sleep, I will accompany you."

"Ugh-"

Shen Diao picked up the black iron epee, came to the side of the two people on the bank, tilted his head, full of doubts.

Xiao Longnv raised her head and said: "Diao'er, Guo'er said he wants to sleep, I've already made dinner, you can go back and eat first, I'll just stay here with him."

Hearing this, the Divine Condor spread its wings and flapped its fans twice, and lightly poked Xiao Longnu.

"Goo~"

"What's wrong? Are you still hungry?"

"Cuckoo..."

Shen Diao leaned down, touched Yang and Long with the iron edge, and touched his own neck.

Xiao Longnu was slightly taken aback, "Are you asking us to go up?"

"Wow!"

The Condor nodded slightly.

"Okay, then we're coming up."

The two came to the broad back of the divine sculpture.

The divine eagle flapped its wings, held the black iron epee in its mouth, spread its wings and flew high, creating a strong wave of air.

High above the sky, it's a little cold, the wind is strong, and it's very empty.

Xiao Longnv stroked Yang Guo's cheeks, let him rest on her lap, patted his chest lightly with a jade hand, and looked into the distance.

"Cuckoo..."

All the way through the flight, the divine eagle chirped softly, as if it was happy that Yang Guo had mastered black iron swordsmanship.

(End of this chapter)