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

Chapter 131 The Battle of Xiangyang ([-])
A sword shadow pierced the sky.

Xiaoxiangzi's heart tightened, and he hurriedly waved the "murder stick", causing howls of ghosts.

click-

The "Weeping Stick" broke instantly!
The momentum of the sword did not decrease, and it pressed across the side. Xiaoxiangzi's eyes widened, and he was extremely frightened.

"help me!"

Bang! !

The ninety-nine and 81-jin black iron epee hit Xiaoxiangzi's body firmly.

Before Xiaoxiangzi could express his pain, he was slapped against the wall. His bones were shattered, his meridians were broken, and he died.

"Xiaoxiangzi!!"

As soon as Nimoxing yelled out, he saw Xiaoxiangzi's miserable condition, he couldn't help but shivered, feeling fearful.

Duan Yanqing's eyelids also twitched, thinking to himself.

'If the old man suffered such a trick just now, would he be able to withstand it? '

call--

A gust of cold wind blew, and there was a cold hoarfrost in the air.

Hebiweng and Luzhangke, who walked around behind Yang Guo, looked at each other and slapped "Xuanming Divine Palm" together.

The insidious and domineering, cold and strange "Xuanming Zhenqi" turned into a pale icy palm, swept across the night sky, bringing up bursts of frost.

Everyone present felt that the surroundings were abnormally cold, and their skin had goosebumps.

The "Two Elders of Xuanming" come from the same martial arts school, and their inner strength is profound.

The two of them joined hands to cast "Xuanming God's Palm", its power is only half a chip lower than that of the Hundred Damage Taoist.

Yang Guo's back felt chilly, he used the stance of "Jade Girl Throwing a Shuttle", lowered his body, slapped the ground with his palm to use his strength to retreat, narrowly dodging the palm.

Seeing this, Xiao Yuanshan, who was masked, sneered, and suddenly slapped a "Prajna Palm" with his palms filled with true energy.

I saw billows of black air rising from the ground, turning into two hurricanes spinning extremely fast, with the intention of tearing everything apart.

"Boy! You can't hide!" shouted, Lu Zhangke looked back and shouted: "Junior Brother!"

Crane Biweng understood, and once again joined forces with Luzhangke to use "Xuanming God's Palm".

The two clasped their hands together, separated, separated, and clasped together again.

After repeating this several times, one of them slapped his palm in the air.

Immediately, he saw two huge cold ice palms encircling Yang Guo.

Faced with the enemy, Yang Guo stood tall and tall, holding a sword in both hands, his sword eyebrows were tightly frowned, his body trembled slightly, and there seemed to be pain between his brows.

At this time, Yang Guo was in the body.

The "gathering momentum" has already exploded.

The internal energy of the whole body flowed out crazily like a river breaking a dike, causing the meridians to tremble and hurt, and the clothes fluttered like a drum.

Wow, la, la...

Nimoxing touched his ears and looked at Yang Guo, feeling a little strange.

'I seem to hear the sound of running water from him...'

"It's not like, it's the sound of water flowing, it's coming from his body!!!"

Nimoxing was terrified and stared at Yang Guo.

The epee trembled unceasingly, as if something was about to rush out, Yang Guo swung the sword diagonally without slowing down.

"Pretending to be a ghost, go to hell!"

Lu Zhangke sneered endlessly, and continued to burst out with true energy.

Although Xiao Yuanshan had doubts, he didn't believe that Yang Guo could still survive under the full attack of the three innate masters.

call--

The pitch-black hurricane hit first, creating deep ravines along the way.

Yang Guo's bundled long hair has long been blown away, fluttering with the wind.

He didn't care, and continued to swing his sword slowly against the hurricane.

Chi~
A slight popping sound.

The hurricane disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

Two "Xuanming Divine Palms" came together.

But like Xiao Yuanshan's "Prajna Palm", it slowly dissipated.

However, Yang Guo's sword has not fallen yet.

Xiao Yuanshan's heart tightened, his scalp tingled, he ran away without hesitation.

Nimoxing and Duan Yanqing paused for a while, seeming to be a bit puzzled, but followed immediately.

Although they don't know why Xiao Yuanshan left.

But they knew that they were no match for Yang Guo, if they continued to fight, they might die here.

Crane Biweng's brows were clouded with sorrow, his body froze suddenly, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Not good! Come on senior brother, something is wrong with this kid!"

Deer Zhangke wanted to avenge his broken arm, but he ignored it, roaring and continued to slap "Xuanming God's Palm", but it still couldn't hurt Yang Guo in the slightest.

Crane Biweng was impatient, so he wanted to grab Lu Zhangke's arm and leave.

At this time.

The sword... fell.

"Do not…!!"

The deer stick guest stared wide-eyed, full of horror.

He Biweng wanted to dodge in a hurry, but after looking around, he smiled helplessly, and when he was about to close his eyes to lead him to death, a figure grabbed his shoulder and fled quickly.

next moment.

A generous sword energy like a mountain torrent drowned the deer stick guest in an instant.

Not daring to turn his head back, Nimoxing, who was running wildly, suddenly saw a figure flashing by. Just as he was wondering who this person was, cold sweat dripped down his back, and he was immediately submerged by the torrent of sword energy.

The remaining power of the sword energy remains undiminished, traveling in all directions, bricks and tiles flying everywhere it passes, and not a blade of grass grows.

Huo Dou and the others who had just arrived at the "Spirit Wood Position" were feeling puzzled when they heard the strange sound.

Then he saw the stone wall next to him collapse, and a black shadow flew upside down. Before he could inquire, he was submerged by the torrent of sword energy.

The power of a sword is so terrifying.

Yang Guo practiced sword for dozens of days under the Baizhang Waterfall, and every day he felt like he was carrying a thousand-jin boulder.

When the sword sinks, the water also sinks, and when the sword is heavy, the water also sinks.

This sword is not a sword.

It is a hundred swords, ten thousand swords, a million swords! ! !
At this time, all the scenery within ten zhang before Yang Guo's eyes was completely destroyed, a gully of more than one chi was plowed on the ground,

"Cough cough..."

Yang Guo kept coughing up blood, his face was pale and his hands trembled.

Take out the "Jiuhua Yulu Pills" given by Huang Rong and the "Jade Bee Jelly" given by Xiaolongnv, and stuff them into his mouth.

At this time, Yang Guo's internal energy was empty, his whole body's meridians were in severe pain, his arm was red and bleeding was oozing.

This sword almost cost Yang Guo half his life.

"Huh...huh..."

Panting heavily, Yang Guo stood tall with his sword in his hand, and hastily used the magic method of "Mind Consonance, One Touch", but found that the connecting thread was broken.

Yang Guo was stunned for a moment, looking at the white belly in the sky.

"Yang Guo, don't scare yourself, my aunt will be fine, calm down, calm down!" '

The more he thought about it, the more panicked Yang Guo became, unable to calm down for a long time.

After recovering a little bit of internal strength, Yang Guo forced himself to use the "Jade Maid Art" to calm himself down.

"cough!!!"

Coughing violently, Yang Guo suppressed the fishy sweetness in his throat, used the "spiritual eye" magic, and looked at the "extreme yin position".

'Not here!Why isn't my aunt here?

Did you leave?But why didn't my aunt tell me in advance? '

His head was full of thoughts, when Yang Guo was about to carefully circle around, his heart tightened, he drew his sword and swept it out.

boom--

A muffled sound echoed in all directions.

"Hmm... You kid still have energy?"

Staring at the old Taoist with white hair and shining eyes, Yang Guo gripped the "black iron epee" tightly.

'I saw this old Taoist at Zhenren Zhang's birthday banquet. Is he a Taoist with a hundred damages? '

"Didn't you hear the old Taoist's question?"

Taoist Baishang's internal energy shook, and he shouted violently, causing invisible waves.

Yang Guo only recovered [-]% of his internal strength, his body shield was too weak, and his ears hurt from the shock.

But because of his strong body, although it hurts, it is not a serious problem.

Taoist Baishang was a little surprised, according to what he saw, Yang Guo's attack like that should be the end of his strength.

But he didn't expect that he had a violent drink blessed by a hundred years of internal energy.

But Yang Guo was not stunned.

This is a strange thing for Taoist Baishang.

Think about this.

Baishang Taoist stared at Yang Guo with fiery eyes.

"Boy, you have such strength at such a young age. It seems that you have a secret hidden in you."

The biggest goal of Taoist Baishang in this life is to kill Zhang Sanfeng, otherwise, relying on the pride of an innate great master, how could he join the Mongolian Yuan and become a Mongolian guest minister.

But now Zhang Sanfeng has grown up, he is still spinning around in the Xiantian realm, unable to break through for a long time.

Now seeing that Yang Guo, who has just grown up, has such strength, he can't help but feel greedy, and it's still the kind that can't be stopped.

Daoist Baishang's undisguised fiery and greedy eyes made Yang Guo frown, thinking how to delay time.

Yang Guo is in poor condition.

And looking at this Taoist with hundreds of damages, except for some sword marks on his Taoist robe, there is nothing unusual, and he is obviously still in his peak state.

"Daoist, there is no secret about Yang, you must have read it wrong."

"Hmph! You young man really think that I'm easy to be fooled by the old way?
Since you refuse to speak, the old Taoist will ask you to go back and speak slowly! "

The voice just fell.

Taoist Baishang has already killed him with one palm.

Yang Guo's eyes narrowed, and after dodging with lightness kung fu, he stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "Wait a minute, Daoist."

Daoist Baishang paused slightly, and then sneered, "Boy, do you want to delay time? Are you really an experienced Taoist who has spent more than 100 years in vain?!"

"No, no, Daoist..." Before he finished speaking, Yang Guo saw a golden light falling from the sleeve of the Taoist who was damaged, and Yang Guo's eyes suddenly changed, "Tell me, where did you get the golden bell! My aunt! !"

Daoist Baishang lowered his head in surprise, saw the "Golden Bell Cable" that was stuck in the mud and smiled slightly, and took it into his palm.

"Boy, this thing is called Jinlingsuo, it's a good name."

Yang Guo pursed his lips and gripped the epee tightly.

"I'll ask you again, where's my aunt!"

Seeing Yang Guo's face suddenly changed, he looked very nervous, the corners of Taoist Baishang's mouth raised, revealing a strange smile.

"Your aunt? Is she a little girl in white?"

Just now Yang Guo killed the Luzhangke with a single sword, Taoist Baishang was already furious.

Seeing Yang Guo's expression now, he feels very comfortable and happy.

"How is she?"

"she……"

"What happened to her!" Yang Guo asked.

Taoist Baishang smiled more and more, "She... the old Taoist doesn't want to talk about it anymore."

Yang Guo's face darkened, the veins on his arms were exposed, he gritted his teeth and asked, "You don't want to say?"

"Yes, the old man doesn't want to talk about it, how can you be an old man?"

Baishang Taoist smiled provocatively, his eyes full of playfulness.

"I don't want to say, then..."

"What do you want? Do you want to kill the old man? Boy, do you know what it means to be overestimated?"

hold head high--

Suddenly there was a dragon chant.

I saw a big man with a flying beard using "Flying Dragon in the Sky" to kill Baishang Taoist.

almost simultaneously.

Yang Guo's zhenqi was violent, he stepped in front of Taoist Baishang, and started with a move of "opening the mountain with one sword".

call--

The sword energy overflowed, and the dragon chant exploded.

Baishang Taoist's complexion changed slightly, and he quickly retreated with outstretched arms.

"Xiao Feng, how did you come here? Didn't you dare to stop you!!"

Xiao Feng's face was cold, he protected Yang Guo behind him, stared at Taoist Baishang, and said coldly:

"Old Taoist, you are so high-minded, you can still do things that take advantage of people's danger.

It's really a disgrace to the martial arts, for having the ability to fight Xiao to the death. "

"Heh, Xiao Feng, you have been a beggar leader for a long time, are you stupid? Do you really think that the old man...can't kill you!"

Being provoked face to face, the self-proclaimed Daoist Baishang couldn't hold back his face.

"die!"

There was a sudden shout.

Holding the sword in both hands, Yang Guo flew up, and the sword chanted the dragon, and the dragon chanted nine times, which is exactly "Dragon Touring the Valley".

Xiao Feng's face changed slightly, "Brother Yang, be careful!"

"Humph! I don't know whether to live or die!"

With a cold snort, the hundred-damaged Taoist robe was waved, and the extremely cold true energy permeated the audience, turning early winter into deep winter in an instant.

Seeing the frost all around, Taoist Baishang nodded in satisfaction, and wiped his palm on his waist, and there was a soft sword with a cold light in his palm, like a cold snake spitting out a letter.

wow——

The soft sword missed the edge of the epee, and pierced Yang Guo's throat like a nimble and swift poisonous snake, making it hard to guard against.

Yang Guo stretched out his left palm, gripped the tip of the soft sword tightly, and immediately struck the head of the Taoist Baishang.

"Boy, it seems that you don't want your hands anymore!"

"That's up to you if your brain can take it!"

Hearing this, Taoist Baishang looked ugly, he was not good at strength.

If he gets hit on the head like that, although he won't die, he probably won't be able to get out of Xiangyang City in the future.

but……

Taoist Baishang smiled, and suddenly said: "The old Taoist knows where the little girl in white is!"

Yang Guo's epee stopped abruptly, and asked with a cold face: "Say!!"

"She...she's dead! Hahaha..."

Daoist Baishang suddenly exerted strength, drew out his soft sword, brought up a bloody flower, and immediately used his housekeeping skill-Xuanming God's Palm.

"not good!"

Xiao Feng moved very fast, he used the "Dragon Capture Kungfu" with his left palm to pull Yang Guo onto him, and shouted violently: "Kanglong has regrets!"

呲——

The tooth-piercing collision sound echoed in the four fields.

Baishang Taoist sneered, exerted his strength again, and the faint cold air pressed down on Xiao Feng in an instant.

Xiao Feng's complexion changed in surprise, and he used the "Kanglong Yougui" trick - "Flying Dragon in the Sky".

Xiao Feng jumped up, from top to bottom, borrowing the force of his fall, he exerted all his strength.

The white brows of the Baishui Taoist curled into a ball.

He also took his apprentice out of the city.

I don't want to fight against an extremely strong move like "Flying Dragon in the Sky", which will consume my true energy.

Immediately drew out the soft sword and responded with weapons to save internal energy.

The two were at a stalemate for the time being.

Yang Guohe stood on the spot, his eyes flickered with strange light, and he began to perceive his surroundings again.

'Not enough, not enough, not found yet, I don't believe not found!I don't believe that something will happen to my aunt! '

Thoughts frantically surged in his mind, Yang Guo jumped onto the roof of a building, urging his "Spiritual Eyes" with all his strength.

One hundred feet, three hundred feet, five hundred feet, one thousand feet!

The distance is getting farther and farther, and the perception is becoming more and more blurred.

With a muffled snort, Yang Guo's headache was about to split, his seven orifices were bleeding, but it was due to excessive use of mental power.

Standing on the eaves, Yang Guo lost his eyesight and stood there for a long time.

A ray of breeze was blowing, and it was already morning.

Looking at the great sun in the east, Yang Guo clenched his "black iron epee" tightly, his figure fell slowly, and he regained his composure.

"You've lost your way, where's Mrs. Guo?"

Taoist Baishang was taken aback for a moment, staring at Yang Guo strangely.

'Has anyone already succeeded?But why didn't anyone shoot the arrow?

No, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time. The old Taoist has already lost one apprentice, and he must not lose another one. "

Daoist Baishang wanted to retreat, just as he was about to leave, Yang Guo was already standing in front of him,
"Give me back my aunt's golden bell."

Taoist Baishang frowned, looking at Yang Guo covered in blood, he was a little puzzled as to why a broken bell was so rare.

He didn't want to waste any more time, he turned his eyebrows, threw the "Golden Bell Cable" out, and wanted to escape, but was blocked by Xiao Feng again.

It is clear.

If he didn't tell the reason today, it might not be so easy to get out.

(End of this chapter)