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

Chapter 149 A Mess of Chaos

"You are that madman Yang. According to me, Wu, you are nothing more than that. How did you get such a name? How did you get on the list?"

Yang Guo stared coldly at this burly red-haired man from the Western Regions, the epee in his hand was gaining more and more internal energy, faintly echoing the sound of dragon chant.

When, when, when...

Wu Yanxia shot first, the iron ring on his arm glowed with deep red energy, and he threw out a "heart-piercing punch", and he appeared five feet in front of Yang Guo in the blink of an eye.

When the heat wave hit, Yang Guo's long hair flew up and his cheeks were hot.

I saw Yang Guo who hadn't made any moves just now, after Wu Yanxia approached three feet, he swept out with a sword.

hold head high! ! !
The sword comes out like a mountain, and it brings out the dragon chant nine times, from shallow to deep, like the sound of magic, the cold wind howling ghosts, before the sword arrives, it is already deafening.

Wu Yanxia's eardrums hurt, she was startled, she quickly changed her move, two streaks of real energy like a rainbow flowed out from her palm, one aimed at Yang Guo's chest and the other towards the epee.

"People are not enough to swallow an elephant!"

I saw that Yang Guo did not dodge or dodge, his left palm faced the hot zhenqi on his chest, and immediately the heavy sword slapped the blazing zhenqi, and directly swept towards Wu Yanxia's waist.

Wu Yanxia was terrified, twisted her body hastily, brushed the edge of the sword and dodged narrowly.

"die!"

With a loud shout, Yang Guo stepped forward and stabbed straight with his sword. Seeing the semi-circle pointless sword getting closer and closer, Wu Yanxia couldn't dodge it. He crossed his arms and shielded himself in front of him. The iron ring "jingled—" There was a sound, and the fiery qi overflowed, turning into rings of fire.

Click! !
The iron ring, which was made of fine iron and accompanied Wu Yanxia for more than ten years, suddenly broke nearly half.

The momentum of the sword has not disappeared, and it "stabs" or "bumps" straight on Wu Yanxia's forearm.

"puff--"

Thousands of gravity hit, Wu Yanxia's wrist bones couldn't bear it, "crack-" broke, and the whole person was thrown backwards.

Zhong Yichun got close, and hurriedly flew to support him, unexpectedly Yang Guo rose across the sky, holding swords in both hands, and with a move of "opening the mountain with one sword", he greeted him head-on and face-to-face.

Zhong Yichun grabbed Wu Yanxia's shoulder, and hurriedly retreated, the "Moon Ice Wheel" in his palm turned over, "Hoo Hoo" sounded, and cut Yang Guo's throat.

"Falling leaves return to their roots!"

Li Wanqiu, who had been silent all this time, let out a coquettish shout, turned his wrists, and created seven or eight sword shadows, with the sound of wind drinking, they pointed at many dead points on Yang Guo's back one after another.

It is to do the thing of besieging Wei and saving Zhao.

Yang Guo turned his body slightly to avoid the "Moon Ice Wheel", and immediately the suction in his palm was strong, he pulled the crumbling pieces of rubble that had just been cut by the "Moon Ice Wheel" and smashed them towards Li Wanqiu.

The gravel fell rustlingly, Yang Guo tapped his toes, stepped on the chaotic rocks, and continued to kill Zhong Yichun and Wu Yanxia.

Wang Gufo's eyelids twitched slightly, and his palms were filled with true energy. When he was about to hit Yang Guo with a "Sun Moon Buddha Palm" in the air, a chill appeared at the "Yuzhen Point" on the back of his head.

It was Wei Yixiao, the "Green Winged Bat King" with a high level of lightness kung fu who used the "Ice Cotton Palm" to kill him.

"Hahaha……"

Wei Yi smiled strangely, "Without that turtle shell, I'll see how you block it."

"Evil demons have entered the body, there is no cure!"

Wang Gufo shook his head and sighed, turned around and greeted him with a palm, "Sun Moon Buddha Palm, Buddha subdues demons."

"Bat King, get out of the way!" Yang Xiao hurriedly shouted with a sudden change of expression.

"What...poof—"

Before Wei Yixiao could react, he was hit by Wang Gufo's "Buddha's Palm" in the air, and his body flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, breaking a stone pillar, and then stopped, life or death is unknown.

"Bat King!"

"How are you, Bat King?!"

……

The members of Mingjiao hurriedly pulled out Wei Yixiao who was buried in the rubble, and investigated the situation.

"Bat King, don't die! I, Zhou Dian, still want to bicker with you!"

Zhou Dian's eye sockets were moist, and he poured his internal energy into Wei Yixiao's body to stabilize the injury.

The rest of the people blushed angrily and rushed towards Wang Gufo.

"Dead monk, aren't monks merciful? You are so vicious, you are an extremely hypocritical fake monk!!!"

"Suffer to death!!"

Wang Gufo's face was as sinking as water, and he used the "Thirteen Taibao Imploding Kungfu". The internal force flowed like a bellows roaring, rumbling, and he came to Yang Guo in the blink of an eye, and shot the "Sun Moon Buddha Palm" in the sky.

The "Sun Moon Buddha's Palm" swelled against the wind, and instantly changed to a size of one foot, like a mountain of five fingers, it pressed against Yang Guo's head, forcing Yang Guo to accept the move.

"Come!!"

Yang Guo's eyes were red, he held the sword in one hand, and he hit "Upstream" with a huge force out of thin air, and struck down.

hiss--! !

The "Sun Moon Buddha Palm" was shattered by the epee and gradually collapsed, Yang Guo used all his strength and fell to the ground.

call--

There was a chill in the back of his head, Yang Guo didn't think about it, he turned around and swept out with a sword.

Chong——!
In an instant, sparks splashed in all directions.

Staring at the young monk who was attacking from behind, Yang Guo smiled coldly, one sword after another was like a surging river, the swords were thrown out continuously, pressing down on him firmly, not giving him a chance to escape.

Mu Yu'er was born with supernatural power and was blessed with horizontal martial arts training, coupled with her decent internal strength, she could barely withstand Yang Guo's sword move that was as heavy as a mountain torrent.

After Zhong Yichun settled Wu Yanxia, ​​he joined the team besieging Yang Guo.

"Yang Shaoxia, please take a look at the old man's new trick, the Sun Flame Wheel!"

A scorching zhenqi swept over from a distance, Yang Guo forced his "gathering strength" to swallow it, and said coldly, "What a shameless old man! You also take my trick!"

Yang Guo swung his sword back to the wooden fish, and shot "Flying Dragon in the Sky" towards Zhong Yichun's Linggai.

Although Zhong Yichun's realm is higher than Mu Yu'er's, he is not as rough-skinned as him, and has boundless strength.

With a bitter face, Mu Yu'er made a move of "Flood Dragon Exploring the Claw", and made four or five shadows of sticks, and then confronted Yang Guo with another move.

The three fight together.

But for a moment.

Yang Guo pressed the two of them out of breath, like a heavy mountain.

Looking at Yang Guo's over and over again of "swift stab, counter strike, horizontal cut, reverse chop..." these simple basic sword skills, Mu Yu'er's face turned pale, and the iron rod in his palm trembled uncontrollably.

It wasn't caused by his infusion of internal energy, but by Yang Guo's "Black Iron Sword Technique" where one sword is heavier than one sword and one sword is heavier than another.

Every time he didn't wait for him to calm down, Yang Guo would attack with another sword, without giving him a chance to breathe, making him face Yang Guo's epee now as if he was facing an abyss.

"puff--"

After the vertical stick blocked Yang Guo's sweeping "Longyou Yougu" move, Mu Yu'er spewed out a mouthful of blood, both arms were severed, and the [-]-[-] kg iron bar was also bent down.

Zhong Yichun's "sun and moon wheels" came out together, temporarily blocked Yang Guo, pulled Mu Yu'er's shoulder, and retreated quickly.

Li Wanqiu saw that the situation of the two of them was not right, and forced the "Monk Budai" to retreat, "Monk Peng" Peng Yingyu, whose clothes were fluttering, and Peng Yingyu, who had said no, rushed towards them with extremely nimble steps.

call--

A gust of wind hit him from the side, Yang Guo's ribs were stabbed, he retreated to avoid the sword that was as fast as a gust of wind.

Glancing at the half-dead Mu Yu'er, Yang Guo's sleeves swayed slightly, with a hair-thin "Jade Bee Needle" between his fingers, he turned his wrist slightly, using the ancient tomb sect's unique method of firing hidden weapons, and popped it out with his fingers "Jade bee needle".

Yang Guo doesn't hold grudges at all.

(End of this chapter)