Martial arts: I, Yang Guo, really only know a little bit of martial arts

Guo Jing, who was sitting outside the main entrance of the house, was also worried when he saw Yang Guo being so arrogant.

If it wasn't for Huang Rong who was beside him to stop him, he might have already reached the bottom of the ring.

Time flies by like a blink of an eye, and disappears in the blink of an eye.

on the ring.

The two have now stalemate for nearly half a bowl of tea time.

Yang Guo was tall and tall, his complexion was as usual, and there was a bit of sarcasm in those eyes that looked like cold stars.

On the other hand, Huo Dou's qi and blood were surging, his face was pale and blood red.

Obviously, defeat is not far away.

At this time, Huo Dou was also complaining in his heart.

When the internal strength of the two just connected.

Huo Dou originally thought that with his internal strength of strong wind and thunder, he should be able to defeat Yang Guo very quickly.

So it's all about going all out.

Unexpectedly, Yang Guo's internal energy is not as fast as his, but it is better than continuous and changeable.

When Huo Dou let go of the force, Yang Guo's internal force was tightly entangled, and it was moving towards the meridians of his palm little by little.

If these alien internal forces with malicious intentions are allowed to enter the body.

Even if Huo Dou could not die, the meridians in his arms would also be disabled, and he would become a disabled person.

Seeing the strange internal force pressing down inch by inch, Huo Dou's clothes were already wet with sweat.

His heart was pounding nervously, Huo Dou no longer hesitated, his face showed a ruthless look, his heart slammed, and he cut off his internal strength.

"puff--"

With internal force backlashing, Huo Dou spurted out a mouthful of blood immediately, half kneeling down, his breath sluggish.

Seeing this, Yang Guo showed a bit of surprise, he didn't expect Huo Dou to be so decisive.

Huo Dou took a deep breath, raised his bloody face, and was about to surrender.

Yang Guo used a bitter sword to throw a big bag.

Huo Dou's face immediately swelled up, and he felt that his teeth had loosened a lot.

Seeing Yang Guo's actions, everyone in the audience froze for a moment.

But it feels very carefree.

In his heart, he felt that something was wrong, but he didn't say much, but watched Huo Dou get slapped very excitedly and relieved.

King Jinlun saw this.

Standing up straight away, a deep angry shout came from his mouth: "Boy, my apprentice has already lost, why do you still torture and humiliate him like this?"

heard,

Yang Guo stopped his movements suddenly, raised his chin slightly, revealing that increasingly handsome face.

"Oh, great monk, I'm sorry, Mr. Yang didn't pay attention, but you said so, then I will return it to you."

Yang Guo grabbed Huo Dou's throat fiercely, raised it high indifferently, and at the same time, the red jade internal energy in his dantian poured into all the meridians of his body.

Afterwards, his face was swollen into a pig's head, and Huo Dou, who was like a dead dog, threw it at Jinlun Fawang.

But on the way, he was caught by a middle-aged Tibetan monk with a big arm and a round waist and an honest and silly face.

"Great monk, do you still have any apprentices, let him come up quickly."

Jinlun Fawang slowly suppressed his emotions, and said in Tibetan, "Darba... you go and meet this kid."

Daerba nodded solemnly, and sent Huo Dou to the accompanying medical officer.

After receiving a huge vajra from two Mongolian warriors, Da Ma Jin Dao walked towards Yang Guo.

Seeing him on the ring, Yang Guo directly shouted: "Let's make a move."

talking.

The red light flickered in the palm, the bitter sword appeared, raised its edge, and stabbed towards Daerba's throat.

Everyone in the arena was very curious about the weapon that suddenly appeared in Yang Guo's hand.

Some people have started discussing what kind of martial arts this is.

Even in the first-class realm, he can use the method of "steam energy into soldiers".

After a long time.

"Ho!"

Darba was panting heavily, he was already a little tired holding the vajra.

On the other hand, Yang Guo's breath was still as calm as water, and his sword was graceful and agile, which made Daerba hard to guard against.

It is said that one force will drop ten meetings.

Can……

too slow...

Yang Guo lightened his body, jumped behind Dalba, stretched out his long sword, and put it on his thick neck.

Immediately, Daerba broke out in a cold sweat.

With a movement of Yang Guo's wrist, he tapped on the acupoints on both sides of his ribs, making him temporarily sore and weak, unable to resist.

Then he exerted strength with his waist and arms, and sent the monk who was not light in size down.

"Great monk, both of your apprentices have lost, will you be the next one?"

The corner of Yang Guo's mouth curled into a mocking smile, and he pulled out a sword flower.

Seeing that Yang Guo was so rampant, Jinlun Fawang smiled angrily, smirked, and slowly got off the chair, came to the bottom of the ring, opened his arms and said:
"This little girl really taught your martial arts?"

"I am a disciple of the Ancient Tomb Sect, and she is my master, what else do I need to explain to you?
What kind of thing are you to care about our Ancient Tomb Sect? "

Yang Guo's series of contempt did not cause Jinlun Fawang's mood to change.

He was still smiling, and said: "Boy, you are so young, but your martial arts are so good.

You said it was taught by this little girl, but I, Jin Lun, don't believe it, let alone accept it.

Unless she can catch my ten strokes, my Jinlun will not accept it. "

Yang Guo was about to open his mouth to continue yelling at him, but Xiao Longnv opened her mouth slowly: "I don't want to fight with you."

Jinlun Fawang turned around and said with a sneer, "Since this is the case, then boy, you can take some tricks for your master."

Although Yang Guo used up a lot of shots one after another.

But he didn't think he couldn't even catch Jinlun Fawang's ten moves, so he immediately said, "Okay!"

"Later, you are tired, let me fight for you."

Xiao Longnu saw the sweat on Yang Guo's forehead, she didn't want Yang Guo to suffer any more, she said.

Seeing the success of the scheme, Jinlun Fawang smiled strangely, "Hehehe... very good, very good."

Hearing this, Yang Guo immediately jumped off the ring, came to Xiao Longnv's side, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and replied:

"Auntie, Guo'er has a solid body and is not afraid."

Looking at the tiredness between Yang Guo's brows, Xiao Longnv felt tenderness in her heart.

"After a while, you should rest for a while, don't be tired, Auntie will help you play a game."

Seeing Xiao Longnv's rare firmness, Yang Guo pursed his lips and walked in front of Jinlun Fawang.

The corners of his eyes were suddenly dyed red, and he said in a low voice:
"Great monk, if you say ten tricks, it's ten tricks, don't use too many, otherwise..."

Jinlun Fawang heard that Yang Guo's tone did not seem to be joking, but he laughed.

"What can you do, boy?"

Yang Guo's eyebrows shrunk slightly, his eyes flickered, but he didn't say a word.

He just turned around slowly, took Xiao Longnv's plain hand, and replied with a smile: "Gun, I'm tired after a while, it would be nice for my aunt to accompany me to rest."

Xiao Longnv was stunned when she heard the words, but with a smile on her face, she replied:
"My aunt has heard it all. Since Guo'er is tired, aunt can accompany Guo'er to rest."

Seeing Yang and Long acting like this, King Jinlun frowned suddenly.

I don't know what trick Yang Guo is playing.

"What the hell, you two are afraid of the old man, so are you going to run away without fighting?"

Yang Guo cast a sideways glance at him, as if there was no one else around, he was about to take Xiao Longnu's hand and turn to leave.

As for the immorality of this move.

What did Yang Guo do?