Chapter 6 It turns out to be Guo Xiang, Jie Jie Jie Jie
Yang Gui heard a scolding voice behind him, and when he looked back, he was so frightened that he almost rolled into the ravine.
It turned out that the fight between the crazy Taoist priest and himself was not only a waste of time, but the sound of weapons clashing could also be heard far in the valley.
The complex terrain on which Yang Gui had placed high hopes was no longer confusing, and Guo Xiang followed the sound and hurried over.
Guo Xiang, who was being teased, decided to make a quick decision and opened her hands wide.
She waved her hands, and an air ball actually appeared between the two palms. Although the color was transparent, the air inside was constantly fluctuating like a burning flame. Anyone who could see it could see that it was extremely powerful.
"Damn it, turtle style qigong!?"
Seeing the air mass being pushed by the tiger ladies, it swept over like a stormy wave, the air around him trembled, and the threat of death made him tremble all over.
"Damn it, other people who traveled through time always crushed Long Aotian all the way to the invincible game, why did I end up in these fatal games? I suffered a set of Xuanming God's palms at the beginning, and was chased for three thousand miles at the beginning, can I still win this game?
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Yang Gui stretched out his hand in the air and shook his palm. A huge boulder beside him was shattered into pieces. He continued to throw it with the "drag and earth net" palm technique. From a distance, it looked like Yang Gui had dozens of arms throwing hidden weapons at the same time.
"Boom boom boom!"
The air mass exploded as soon as it touched, but under the collision of countless gravels, the power was offset bit by bit. This is exactly how Yang Gui's mother Xiao Longnu broke the internal pressure of the three Mongolian heroes during the battle in Chongyang Palace.
You have deep internal strength, and I can't do it with one strike, so I'll hit you with a hundred strikes or a thousand strikes! Compared with speed, even Wang Chongyang can only be defeated by the Tomb Sect.
It's just that Guo Xiang's internal strength is too deep. Although the air mass is constantly weakened and is no longer a ball, when it approaches Yang Gui, its power is still as powerful as her ordinary air-cleaving palm. At this time, Yang Gui can no longer avoid it.
"Clam!"
Yang Gui had no idea. He still used the same old methods, which were based on the hard qigong and breath-holding methods in the "Nine Yin Manual", and he just copied them in a hurry.
It's just that this time, there is no resistance by retreating three feet to relieve force and pushing out with both hands.
"Poof!"
Yang Gui spat out a mouthful of blood, but did not dare to stop at all. With the force of this palm, he flew three to five feet away. Then the ancient tomb Qinggong movement was at its peak, and he disappeared without a trace. Only his body was left on the mountain road.
The sound is still echoing.
"I have to say goodbye, eldest sister!"
"Damn!"
Guo Xiang is also very anxious.
Guo Xiang originally planned to fight quickly and leave as soon as they touched. But along the way, the two of them were speeding on the road, as fast as an airplane. With such a big movement, Yuan Ting might have known that Guo Xiang had left Shu. Once a large army was sent to encircle her, she would be
No matter how high your martial arts skills are, you can't escape.
She couldn't help but feel anxious.
If she leaves at this time and goes all the way west into the Zhongnan Mountains, no matter how many Yuan troops there are, they will not be able to find her and capture her. If they can enter the ancient tomb, even if the Yuan army is overwhelming, they will be safe.<
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Just...can I go?
Guo Xiang smiled sadly, "I'm going to die, just in time to reunite with my father, mother, sister, and brother's family."
She said with sharp eyes, looked at the direction in which Yang Gui escaped and whispered to herself: "Before I die, I must kill this thief who insulted my mother!"
"A sneeze!"
Yang Gui sneezed, his face full of weakness: "Who scolded me? It must be those tiger ladies."
After getting rid of Guo Xiang, he ran all the way and soon left the mountainous area and arrived at a nearby town. He sneaked in secretly and stayed in a residential house to recuperate.
Fortunately, the hard qigong and breath-holding techniques of the Nine Yin Manual are also very good. At that time, the Black Wind Shuangsha was known as the "Bronze Corpse and Iron Corpse" with only a half-knowledge of the wrong training methods. They were invulnerable. If it hadn't been for Guo Jing
Using a sharp knife to pierce the cover door, Chen Xuanfeng was probably a great master even during the period of the Divine Eagle.
And Yang Gui has acquired authentic Taoist internal strength since elementary school, which is naturally even more extraordinary.
Although he was forced to bear Guo Xiang's palm force, his meridians had been reversed, and the Qing Qigong flowed away. He also spurted out a mouthful of blood, removing 60%, leaving 40%, waiting for the hard Qigong protection to penetrate Yang Gui's internal organs.
At the time, it was just as powerful as Taoist Baishu’s few Xuanming Divine Palms.
However, Guo Xiang's palm power does not contain cold poison. If Yang Guiru does not deliberately use cold poison to practice, it will be repaired in a few days.
After all, I just suffered an injury like this once, so I have experience in raising it.
"It smells so good..."
Yang Guiyun Gong calmed down his inner breath, stood up and wanted to go to a restaurant in the town to find something to eat. He had narrowly escaped death twice in the past few months and had never eaten a serious meal. The restaurant's back chef had just been cooking.
The aroma wafted over, and Yang Gui was so greedy that he almost chewed his tongue.
"Oh, this is called Jianghu!"
Yang Gui walked into the restaurant and stepped up to the second floor.
Yang Gui looked at the martial arts figures holding swords and swords going back and forth to toast, the merchants passing by drinking tea, the local sour scholar reading a few nonsense poems he had written by the window, and the waiters walking back and forth, Yang Gui felt that he had
The meaning of calling the young hero’s start.
White clothes beat the snow, and the martial arts dream of sword fighting is back!
Yang Gui imitated the legendary hero's method, picked a table, sat down at it, and shouted: "Servant, serve the wine!"
"Hey, here we come~"
The waiter with a white handkerchief on his shoulders actually seemed to be running a little faster than the ancient tomb Qinggong. "Master, what can you use?"
"Prepare a few of my specialty dishes and two pounds of wine."
Yang Gui didn't know what he wanted, so he still imitated the legendary hero.
The food is served very quickly, the craftsmanship of this restaurant is pretty good, and the wine is also good. Although the alcohol content is not high, it is very fragrant.
Screaming and vomiting, I finished my meal quickly, and the waiter ran up again, "Sir, there are five taels of silver in total. Please give me the money for the meal."
"No need to look for it!"
Yang Gui still learned the way of a hero and threw down a diamond...
Suffered.
Yang Gui remembered that he had let the tiger ladies chase him for more than ten days. Except for the two long swords, all the other burdens he had on him were abandoned in the barren mountains and forests. How could he have any money on him?
The waiter's expression changed: "This man..."
Before the waiter finished speaking, he suddenly heard a table of people from the table next to him carrying knives and swords say: "Hey, have you heard that the second lady of the Guo family has come out again recently?"
Yang Gui immediately turned his head.
"Second Miss of the Guo family? Who is she?"
The person who spoke pointed to the east: "That's the Guo family."
To the east of Shiyan is Xiangyang.
They were all working for a living in Hubei Province. That person knew at that time, "Isn't it going to be a war again?"
The man who spoke shook his head and said, "That's right. The imperial court has already mobilized troops. It is said that 20,000 troops have been mobilized nearby. They are scattered across half of Hubei to search for them. Once they are discovered, they will be surrounded and killed at all costs."
The man next to him sighed: "I heard that she was already hiding in the mountains of Shushan, so why bother coming out to die again."
The man who spoke took a sip of wine and shook his head: "Who knows where to go? I don't know who I am chasing. It has been more than ten days since I came all the way from Shaanxi. I have traveled thousands of miles. I have seen countless people who have seen her. I don't know who she is."
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"Who are you talking about?"
The waiter's eyes seemed to be dazed for a moment. Yang Gui had already appeared in front of the people at the table next to him. He grabbed the wrist of the strong man who spoke and asked: "Who do you think the court is hunting for?"
Even though Yang Gui was injured, it was not something that an ordinary gangster could see clearly. He just felt as if a handsome young man suddenly appeared in the air, grabbing his wrist and questioning him.
The man said angrily: "Boy, who are you? You don't even want to know who the uncle is. I...ah! Stop it! Stop it!"
Yang Gui put more force on his hand, which made the man sweat profusely.
"Young hero, young hero, if you have something to say, it's easy to say."
The strong man obviously knew how to survive and hurriedly tried to please him.
"Stop talking nonsense, what did you just say?" Yang Gui asked.
"You don't know yet? In the past few days, the news has spread all over the provinces of Hubei, southern Shaanxi and northern Sichuan!"
The strong man looked like he was about to write a book, "That Miss Guo, the same Guo from Xiangyang five years ago, came out of Shu to kill people! I chased her for more than ten days, running in circles, it was very beautiful, we are here
Who among the martial arts comrades around me doesn’t know this?"
"Nonsense."
Yang Gui felt that this story was very familiar: "What kind of strength is Miss Guo Er? There are dozens of ordinary martial arts masters who are not enough for her. Who can let her chase him for more than ten days?"
The strong man said: "How can a villain know that? Anyway, the remnants of the Guo family in Xiangyang have appeared, and the imperial army has been mobilized to round them up. A group of soldiers and horses are coming to us soon. The county magistrate has ordered that the streets be cleaned with water and sprinkled with loess.
That’s right.”
"No way..."
Yang Gui fell into deep thought.
Thinking back to that tiger lady, she was beautiful, highly skilled in martial arts, in her thirties, and carried a sword on her back that was obviously not light in weight.
Hiss...
"Young hero, no, sir?"
The strong man interrupted Yang Gui's thinking with a flattering look on his face.
"What?" Yang Gui asked impatiently.
"I've told you everything I know. I wonder if you have anything else to tell me..."
"Oh." Yang Gui glanced at him, then glanced at his table and the waiter over there, "I have nothing to do, but this..."
"I understand, I understand."
The strong man was very sensible and said to the waiter: "That uncle's account is on my head."
"彳亍, it's quite good."
Yang Gui patted his shoulder with a half-smile, and punched an internal force along his Jianjing point. With the help of this internal force, if this person practices hard, his strength will definitely reach a higher level within three years.
"Thank you, uncle, thank you, uncle!"
The strong man obviously understood and was about to kneel down and kowtow to Yang Gui on the spot, but Yang Gui had long since disappeared.
Yang Gui returned to his residence at this time, doing exercises to heal his injuries and thinking at the same time.
"Why is Aunt Guo Xiang chasing me? Could it be that after Xiangyang City was destroyed, she finally became obsessed with it and felt that if she didn't get what she wanted, she would destroy it. From then on, she regarded my father as a lifelong enemy and wanted to kill his son?"
The more Yang Gui thought about it, the more it seemed possible. After all, Guo Xiang's disciple Miejie Shitai had this kind of virtue, and his Ancient Tomb Sect also had the deeds of his predecessors who wanted to kill his entire family out of love and hatred.
"The love brain is really scary... But, Aunt Guo Xiang, since it is you, then I will... Jie Jie Jie Jie..."
A ghostly laughter that even four or five Soul Hall elders would be unable to express without eating a meal could be heard in the houses, scaring the surrounding people to close their doors and windows.
Yang Gui's internal injuries were originally quite serious, but he used the injuries to stimulate the growth of his internal strength. The Jade Girl's Heart Sutra, which was about to be upgraded, broke through at this juncture. As a powerful internal force flowed through his limbs and bones, his internal injuries healed immediately.
Ninety-nine percent.
Yang Gui felt that if he had a full meal at night, his condition would be better than before going down the mountain.
At this time, Yang Gui’s panel looks like this:
Name: Yang Gui
Age:16
Skill: Ancient Chinese lv.7,5501/5600
Mongolian lv6,14/4800
Left and right fighting lv.10,/∞
Martial Arts: Jade Girl Heart Sutra lv.9,3/
Jade Girl Su Xin Sword lv9,2591/
Dragnet type lv10,35/∞
Beauty Boxing lv10,55/∞
Bird Catching Skill lv10,1450/∞
Toad skill lv5,515/7200
Finger magic power lv6,85/8000
Retrograde meridians lv8,845/6000
Nine Yin Manual (residual) lv9, Hard Qigong 105/1400, Yijin Bone Forging Chapter 65/∞, Acupoint Relief 1200/1400, Soul Moving Technique 60/800, Qi-Keeping Technique 35/∞
Big event: You have practiced the Jade Girl Heart Sutra, your proficiency in the Jade Girl Heart Sutra is 8, and you have upgraded the Jade Girl Heart Sutra to lv.9.
In addition to internal strength, various attributes have also increased, especially the proficiency of Bird Catching Kung Fu, Retrograde Meridians and Hard Qigong.
Yang Gui stood up and felt refreshed. Then it was time for him to face off against that tiger lady.
"But it's strange, it's been a long time, why hasn't she caught up?"