He learned how to fight left and right. As long as the two swords are united, the world can be conquered. But now he encountered a problem, that is, since he came down from the mountain, the two swords have never been able to unite.
Ever since he used his palm strength more than ten days ago and almost knocked Guo Xiang out with a slap from three feet away, he has been wondering if Yang Guo, the best in the world, was bragging.
After more than ten days, he began to wonder if Xiao Longnu was bragging that she was the best in the world.
You can’t get rid of these tiger bitches!
He still remembered that before going down the mountain, Little Dragon Girl looked at him seriously and said, "You are the second best in the world in Qinggong." However, this tiger lady was like a gangrene attached to the bones, and had been following behind her for more than ten days.
Naturally, Xiao Longnu would not brag to her son.
Not to mention today, even the little dragon girl who fought in the Chongyang Palace more than thirty years ago was so fast in the original work that it was no less impressive than the description of Dongfang Bubai.
Dongfang Bubai was still up against three masters of the same level, but Xiao Longnu in the Chongyang Palace battle was not as strong as the three Mongolian masters. Even so, Dongfang Bubai still replicated Dongfang Bubai's record: he won three battles in one fight, even clearly.
The three Mongolian heroes, who were stronger than Xiao Longnu, could not see how she injured Zhen Zhibing with her sword.
Not to mention Guo Xiang's murder, more than ten days have passed, and he can hardly even follow him.
But just like when Xiao Longnu and Qiu Qianren competed in Qinggong, Guo Xiang's internal energy was much deeper than that of Yang Gui. Whenever Yang Gui ran for too long, his internal energy was not flowing smoothly and his speed suddenly slowed down, but she could not breathe in one breath.
The flow is endless. If it weren’t for this, we would have been lost long ago.
Even so, Guo Xiang was gradually left behind. The mountain roads in the Shiyan area were steep, and ordinary people would have to be careful when climbing with crutches, but Yang Gui seemed to be on a flat road, drifting left and right among the mountains, like a ghost. If he didn't pay attention, Yang Gui would
The figure was already behind several mountain walls.
Yang Gui also noticed that Guo Xiang was gradually falling behind him after all, so he just made a big effort, his body swayed, and turned twice between the two cliffs.
He secretly thought about these two cliffs, two valleys, thick trees, and complex terrain. Even if the tiger ladies were still chasing after them, they would never be able to see him for at least half a day. He couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief in his heart and leaned forward.
Adjust your breath and internal energy on the mountain wall.
While I was panting, I heard a ethereal voice reciting a song in the distant mountains.
"Begin to meditate and learn Zen. This news is in the entrance hall.
The secret is to adjust the breathing, and the yin and yang are cooked in the cauldron.
Nature must be understood and destiny must be passed on, so don’t take the heat for granted.
Close your eyes, observe your mind, and keep your destiny. Pure inaction is the root cause.
..."
This person came very quickly. When the first word was heard, it seemed as if it was a distant voice, at least in the distant mountains a few miles away. But after reciting a few verses, the distant echo had not even dissipated. The sound had already
It came from the top of Yang Gui's head.
"Brother, you are being hunted."
Yang Gui looked up and saw a young man standing on the top of the mountain wall, looking down at him with a smile on his face.
This man has a very strange appearance, with a pointed forehead and a thin neck, a broad chest and long legs, and big eyes and ears. His clothes are even sloppier than those of Yang Gui after he narrowly escaped death twice. He has rags, tattered shoes, and a long sword with a scabbard.
There was nowhere to hang it, so he was caught in his hand. Only through the bun of his hair could he barely tell that he was a Taoist priest. If he didn't know his lover, he might have thought he was a wild man in the mountains.
Yang Gui is now a bit sick. When he saw the Taoist priest, he thought of a sneak attack. He raised his palm to protect his upper body and said tentatively: "Yes, I am being hunted. I wonder if you have any advice?"
"Oh," the savage-like young man waved his hand, "Then you must pay attention to safety and don't run at speed..."
"Nonsense! Let me tell you!"
Yang Guifei almost exploded with anger. Where did this madness come from? Let those tiger ladies chase you. You can run faster than me!
I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with a lunatic. Just tap my foot lightly, move a few feet across, and get rid of this person after a few ups and downs.
Unexpectedly, the wind howled overhead. When Yang Gui looked up, the lunatic strode to catch up with him, still above him.
"Oh shit!"
Yang Gui is so angry. I was promised to be the second best in the world in Qing Gong. How could there be so many Qing Gong masters? Any wild man can keep up with me, right?
If I have a plug-in, can I still let you overtake me?
Yang Gui felt angry, "You like to follow me, right? I want to see if you can keep up!"
He took a deep breath and performed the Toad Kung Fu. His chest sunk in several inches, and his whole body became "thin". His chest was pressed against his back, like a shadow puppet held by a string behind him, floating in an extremely weird posture.
Floating down from the cliff thousands of feet high.
"The immeasurable god of heaven..."
The Taoist priest who seemed to be mentally ill was also shocked by Yang Gui's behavior of jumping off a cliff to commit suicide. However, he looked at the direction in which Yang Gui came, with a firm look in his eyes. He then raised his legs and jumped up, diving with his head and feet.
Go on.
Yang Gui saw him rushing down with a smile on his lips.
"I'll beat you to death!"
There was a weak mountain wind blowing in mid-air, and he was really like a piece of paper, which fell from vertical to horizontal and was blown forward. In an instant, the person took advantage of the wind and floated seven or eight feet away, but he saw
That lunatic will plunge headfirst into the rocks.
At this critical moment, the Luotuo Taoist turned around in the air, and all the kinetic energy of his fall turned into a horizontal thrust, shooting towards Yang Gui like an arrow from a string.
Yang Guizhi chewed his teeth, is there a normal person in this world? As expected, Linghu Chong sincerely did not deceive me. It is said that when you meet a nun, you will lose every bet, and you will lose everything. Although the Taoist and this lunatic are not nuns, they are all monks.
As a monk, nothing good will happen if you meet such people.
"Ha!"
He suddenly exhaled loudly, and all the breath he took in with the Toad Kung Fu burst out, and his body inflated like a balloon. Then he jumped far away, crossed two cliffs, and rushed to the opposite side in one breath.
"Go down, you!"
Yang Gui doesn't dare to call him the second best Qing Gong master in the world now, but he is still worthy of being a master of Qing Gong. Looking at his crazy light body kung fu, he knew that the abyss between the cliffs was more than thirty meters wide.
You absolutely can’t jump over it.
Sure enough, as soon as the Taoist priest crossed the 60-70% distance, his breath became turbid and his body began to fall.
But I saw that he was not in a hurry, as if he had expected it. He took a deep breath, and his body folded again, as if there was an invisible ladder under the cliff that he climbed up, from falling to rising. He turned over in the air.
Somersault and land firmly.
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Yang Gui slowly typed a question mark.
Fuck me, right? Fuck me? Is your style of painting right? Is this the style you should have in this context? He is now beginning to wonder if the world he traveled through is actually a mixed martial arts world, like "Wind and Cloud" or
Characters like "Double Dragons of the Tang Dynasty" are mixed in.
"Hey, little brother, you are speeding. This is uncivilized behavior. You can easily cause accidents..."
That lunatic stood in front of Yang Gui and muttered.
"I'll ride on my horse and kill you to death!"
In his previous life, Yang Gui was a man lying in ruins. In this life, he is just a sixteen-year-old boy. His mind and spirit are not very strong. In the past few months, he has been exposed to close encounters with death, survival in the wilderness, and a thousand-mile pursuit.
He suffered from neurasthenia and was harassed endlessly by this psychopath. Finally he couldn't help but unsheath his sword and stab him with both swords together.
"Really, if you ask me, why do you need to use a knife or a gun..."
The Taoist priest smiled slightly, as if he had been prepared for it. He slowly took out the long sword that looked like white iron from his hand, slowly drew a semicircle in the air, and lightly blocked Yang Gui's two swords.
I can't help but keep saying: "What's the matter that we can't sit down and talk about..."
"You die!"
Yang Gui was going crazy. He kept fighting back and forth with his two swords. The two cold lights were like flying dragons flying back and forth, as fast as lightning. The exquisiteness of Jade Girl Su Xin Sword and the speed of the two swords were fully displayed, and they kept shining.
Piercing by Tuo Taoist priest.
The Taoist priest's face gradually became serious and solemn. The long sword in his hand still seemed to be swallowing slowly, but it seemed to have magnetic force, attracting every sword of the Jade Girl Su Xin Sword into the arc drawn by the long sword.
This most powerful and exquisite swordsmanship in the world actually seems to be as straightforward as basic swordsmanship under his hands.
In just a few breaths, Yang Gui stabbed a hundred, sixty-seven times with his sword, but the Taoist priest's arc-shaped sword circle was like a copper wall, unable to overcome it at all.
Yang Gui began to doubt life.
I originally thought that being chased and beaten all the time was a problem because Jade Girl Su Xin Sword couldn't be used, but now it seems that it's just that, it's not as powerful as a lunatic slowly drawing circles with the sword.
It seems that Lin Chaoying, the founder of the ancient tomb, is also a good braggart.
But there was no way, this was already the most powerful killing move that Yang Gui could use, so he could only continue to attack with one sword as fast as the other.
In the eyes of an expert, his swordsmanship was messed up. He stabbed faster and faster, far exceeding the speed he could control.
On the other hand, the Taoist priest Luo Tuo became more and more calm as he fought, the sword in his hand danced slower and slower, and a smile appeared on his lips.
In the end, he simply raised his long sword to his chest and stood still. When Yang Gui thrust with both swords, the long sword in the Taoist's hand was winding like a snake, circling around, trying to circle Yang Gui's two swords and tie them up.<
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Binding the other two swords with a long sword of fine steel is unimaginable in martial arts theory, but in the hands of this Taoist priest, he used it naturally.
"Hey, little brother, you have to know that you should strike first to control others and then strike later. You struck too fast..."
Of course, Yang Gui couldn't sit still and wait for death. He flicked his wrist and used the "drag and earth net" move to pull the two swords away from the encirclement. However, the Taoist priest pointed his sword and ignored the sword in his hand. He struck back and pointed at Yang Gui's wrist.
"Shenmen Point".
In Yang Gui's posture at this time, although he moved his swords first, his wrists were stretched forward, so the Taoist priest's sword tip was about to hit his wrists first. It was really "a late strike to control others, and a first strike to control others".
Yang Gui could only change his sword power.
But the tip of the gleaming sword in the Taoist priest's hand trembled slowly and slowly, never leaving the vicinity of his Shenmen point.
"Can't beat it."
Yang Gui broke out in a cold sweat.
He now wonders whether it is Lin Chaoying who is too weak or King Jinlun who is too weak. This Jade Girl Su Xinjian looks so good and can be beaten easily by others. How could it still achieve such brilliant results that year?
Just as Yang Gui was getting more frightened and frightened as he fought, he suddenly felt that his eyes were empty. He stopped suddenly and almost lost control of his sword and threw it away.
Looking at the Taoist priest again, he had already sheathed his sword and turned back to stare into the distance.
When Yang Guizheng was wondering if this man was having a mental illness, he smiled, turned around a few times, and disappeared into the mountains.
"Damn, crazy."
After being beaten for no apparent reason, the man ran away. Yang Gui suddenly felt very tired and wanted to go home.
Although the ancient tombs are boring, they are not crazy.
But soon, Yang Gui knew why the crazy person suddenly ran away.