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

Chapter 141 The Swordsman
"Really, the little girl was captured by the gangsters, and I asked the real person to help me."

Wearing a loose silk brocade Taoist robe, the Taoist Taoist nodded calmly and calmly.

"Since Pindao agreed, he will naturally not break his promise, and I hope the prince will not break his promise."

Anger flashed in Ruyang King's eyes, but after all, the prince who is in charge of a party, keeps a calm face, and concealing his thoughts is already engraved in his bones.

King Ruyang smiled gently, "Rest assured, my king has already submitted the documents to the imperial court. I think the real person will establish a sect in Wudang Mountain in the near future, become a generation of masters, and be respected by thousands of people."

Taoist Baishang nodded slightly, said "Yes", and walked towards the small building stepping on the snow.

Looking at the back of Taoist Baishang, King Ruyang's face gradually darkened, and the tiger's eyes were full of anger.

'These Taoists with a lot of damage, relying on their martial arts, dare not put this king in their eyes.

Sure enough, what His Majesty said is right, these Jianghu people have power beyond ordinary people, and they are all disobedient to discipline, and the imperial court should rectify them. '

Daoist Baishang didn't know what King Ruyang was thinking, if he knew, he would probably give him a sneer smile, and immediately slap him to death.

No matter how much power the ants have, they can only surpass the ants.

How much real respect can a Taoist with a hundred damages have for a mortal who can be killed with a single palm of his hand?
Step by step, he came to the front of the small building, and the Taoist priest, whose clothes were not stained with snow, raised his head slightly, summoned his inner strength, and jumped directly to the third floor.

Yang Guo sat on the chair with a very casual posture, as if he didn't care who he was facing.

"Old Taoist, I've been waiting for you for a long time..."

Taoist Baishang was taken aback for a moment, the sky was dark, but he couldn't see the true face of Yang Guo after his disguise.

But that undisguised clear voice gradually reminded him of an arrogant young man.

Taoist Baishang was not in a hurry at this time, he used his true energy to grab a chair, sat down calmly, and stared at Yang Guo coldly.

He is very confident that Yang Guo is not his opponent.

"You have a lot of life. At your age, if you eat the "Xuanming God's Palm" from Pindao, you can still survive. There are very few in this Jianghu."

Daoist Baishang did not tell lies, he was even modest.

Yang Guo is only this year.

And this one-hundred-year-old Taoist is already a hundred years old.

A vicious, domineering, and unusually cold "Xuanming God's Palm" invaded the human body under the blessing of a hundred years of internal energy.

Even the long-established Jianghu seniors like Hong Qigong with deep and pure inner strength are not so comfortable.

Yang Guo couldn't think of anyone other than himself.

Who else is at the age who can resolve this "Xuanming God's Palm".

Yang Guo didn't change his expression, he looked into the eyes of Baishang Taoist, "I just want to ask you one thing, where is my aunt!"

Daoist Baishang was a little surprised that Yang Guo would put himself in danger because of this incident, a disdainful smile curled up on the corner of his mouth.

"Hehe~ What's the use of telling you?
The little girl was hit by the old Taoist palm, she is not as fateful as you, and now I am afraid that she has died there in a corner,

Why do you have to be in prison for a dead person, isn't it unwise?

Pindao thought you were a smart person, but he didn't expect that you are just a fool, what a disappointment! "

Yang Guo stared into his eyes.

It seemed that he wanted to see his mood swings, but he only saw ridicule and sarcasm.

Call ~
The night was very late, and the wind was howling, and the snow outside the building seemed to be getting heavier and colder.

The Mongolian soldiers around the small building held flailing torches, which set off the place like daylight.

Little Zhao Min was young, and was blown by the cold wind, so she couldn't help shivering, but secretly looked at the two of them very curiously.

"Hundred damage Taoist, are you going to kill me without saying anything?"

An almost indifferent voice sounded slowly.

Yang Guo's noble phoenix eyes revealed a slight chill.

The white and slender fingers with faint luster were tapping on the Eight Immortals table next to her with moderate intensity.

The sword energy overflowed from his fingers, sending chills down Zhao Min's back.

'He...he didn't want to take me down, did he? '

Thinking like this, little Zhao Min couldn't help feeling afraid of Yang Guo.

After such a long time, she still couldn't figure out Yang Guo's character.

From the beginning to the end, Yang Guo only showed indifference and indifference.

"Killed to death?" He sneered, and the hundred-damaged Taoist robe bulged, and said coldly, "Is it your confidence to break through the innate realm? That's a surprise for the old Taoist."

Yang Guo showed sarcasm, and laughed, "Xiantian and I are just picking things out.

After all, not everyone is like you, who was stuck in the Xiantian realm for decades, and was slapped by Zhenren Zhang to vomit blood, and fled in despair.

"Seniors" like you can only bully us juniors, that's all. "

"Yang Guo, you are courting death!"

Being poked at the sore spot, Taoist Baishang's eyes were cold, he jumped up immediately, pulled out the "Miandong Sword" from his waist, and pointed the sword at Yang Guo's face.

Seeing his reaction like this, Yang Guo was even more contemptuous.

The weak swing their swords against the weaker, and the strong swing their swords against the stronger.

According to his actions, he will never be compared with Zhang Sanfeng in this life.

Yang Guo ignored the sharp and glaring sword, and grabbed little Zhao Min who was trying to sneak away.

'It's over, this guy is really going to attack me. '

Little Zhao Min wanted to cry but had no tears, so she had to pray for her luck.

Ku Toutuo and the others in the building changed their complexions, but they dared not say anything, for fear that Yang Guo would make a murderous move.

Taoist Baishang seemed a little surprised by Yang Guo's move, and continued to taunt.

"Why do you, a well-known young hero of the Jianghu, sometimes threaten children?"

"I don't think I'm a decent young hero from a well-known family." Yang Guo calmly elaborated, and Yang Guo's fingers filled with anger, and he said in a deep voice, "I'll ask you again, where is my aunt?"

Baishang Taoist's old eyes were slightly closed, looking at Yang Guo's eyes that were as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

these days.

He also knew that Yang Guo and Xiao Feng were besieged and killed by a group of respectable masters in Xiangyang City.

At this time, he looked at Yang Guo's eyes without any emotional fluctuations.

He also couldn't figure out Yang Guo's real thoughts.

a long time.

The corner of Taoist Baishang's mouth slightly raised, and he said slowly, "I don't believe you would do anything to a girl."

Yang Guo seemed to agree and nodded, "I also think what you said is right, why don't you give it a try."

From birth to now, little Zhao Min has never been so flustered. Seeing the two confronting each other, her eyes turned red.

After all, no matter how precocious she is, she is only an eleven or twelve-year-old girl.

Call ~
A gust of cold wind blew by, the Baishang Taoist narrowed his eyes, and slowly withdrew his sword.

He thought that Yang Guo knew about it.

You can't get out of the palace, you can't get out of Luoyang City, which has tens of thousands of soldiers, unless you have Yang Guo who can fly.

But if he pushed Yang Guo into a hurry, he would really kill the princess.

He wanted to establish a sect in Wudang Mountain, but he was afraid it would be a chicken-and-egg attack.

The princess can die, but he can't die in the confrontation between himself and Yang Guo.

"That little girl, the old Daoist did fight her that night.

But if you want to ask where she went, the old man doesn't know, but the old man saw another group of people that night, they..."

Taoist Baishang drew a long tone, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Yang Guo snorted coldly, and said coldly, "Who are you talking about, I'll let him go, I, Yang Guo, are not like you guys who don't keep my word, if not..."

Seeing Yang Guo's fingertips swallowing his true energy, Taoist Baishang frowned, his eyes were filled with anger, he was silent for a while before speaking:
"That group of people are wearing white robes, and the rest of the old Taoists don't know, well, you can let them go."

(End of this chapter)