"What are you still doing? Hurry in and stop these quacks!" Sha Tongtian came to his senses and kicked his junior brother Hou Haitong in the butt. "The Quanzhen Seven Sons have already entered. Ouyang Ke and Master Lingzhi must stop them.
Can’t live!”
"The beggar gang has also entered!"
At this time, Peng Lianhu, who had just jumped out of the Iron Palm Gang's fighting circle, reminded: "No matter whether there are relics in the palace or not, those people in the world are the masters of the world. They all want to see it with their own eyes and verify it."
Peng Lianhu was good at using poison and had long seen through all this. In his heart, he also despised the group of people in the world who talked about justice all day long. In fact, they were a group of shameless robbers and bandits, and sometimes they were even more hateful than this.
"The leader of the beggar gang is a young boy!"
In the palace, a Jin soldier reported to Ouyang Ke: "They have arrived in the front yard now. They have a large number of people. Do you want the archers to shoot first?"
After all, there are quite a lot of people coming.
Unexpectedly, Ouyang Ke waved his hand and said calmly: "No problem, they are just a bunch of chickens and dogs. I will fight them first and then talk about it!"
He didn't believe that he couldn't deal with a group of beggars with his reputation as a little poison. It was really a joke. He looked at the beggar gang that rushed in, led by Guo Jing, "Boy, do you dare to come out and fight with me?
If you win, you can go in; if you lose, you can go back wherever you came from!"
As soon as Guo Jing landed on the ground, he heard Ouyang Ke, who was dressed in white and led many golden soldiers, surrounded them, as well as archers. His face darkened and he said: "Okay, my name is Guo Jing, you remember.
"
He is not a fool. He has long seen what Ouyang Ke is thinking. It just so happens that he has not had a good fight since coming to Dadu from the grassland.
Ouyang Ke took out a jade flute and started to play it. The faint and strange sound actually attracted the hearts of many people. Guo Jing was confused when he saw venomous snakes and scorpions crawling out of the darkness and attacking him.
An elder of the Beggar Clan had sharp eyes and quickly reminded him: "Guo Jing, this man's name is Ouyang Ke. He is the nephew of Ouyang Feng, one of the five innate talents in the world. He is also good at poison control. You should be careful."
Now Guo Jing has not learned the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. He only knows the martial arts of the Jiangnan Seven Monsters and the Quanzhen Cult. However, even the Jiangnan Seven Monsters themselves have not mastered the martial arts, which is not very powerful in his hands, and the Quanzhen Cult.
Martial arts require a lot of talent to display their power, but Guo Jing's talent is the dullest.
Even if he studied hard and practiced hard, he could only gain a little strength. It can only be said that his martial arts was mediocre. If Hong Qigong hadn't wanted to find a successor, it would have been his turn to lead the Beggar Clan to visit Prince Zhao's mansion at night.
"Thank you, elder, for informing me!" Guo Jing nodded, immediately pulled out the scimitar from his waist, and rushed towards the poisonous creatures. Although his martial arts skills were mediocre, he could still kill those beasts without intelligence.
puff!
Guo Jing killed the venomous snakes one after another, but Ouyang Ke's face darkened and he said angrily: "You bastard, how dare you destroy the poison I raise, I'm not done with you anymore, kill me!"
He waved to the maids around him, Mei Ji, and they swarmed over and started to kill Guo Jing.
However, the elders of the Beggar Clan were not vegetarians either. They helped block the group of maids and were wary of the surrounding group of golden soldiers. Guo Jing felt the pressure was relieved and punched Ouyang Ke away.
Clang!
The scimitar hit the jade flute and almost cut it in half. Ouyang Ke quickly put it away and took out a folding fan to deal with it. Poison needles were also fired from time to time. Compared with Guo Jing, he was really too sinister.
Guo Jing, on the other hand, was upright in every move he made and never meant to make a sneak attack.
"Master Ouyang, you are also a descendant of Wujue. Why do you want to help the Jin people?" Guo Jing looked puzzled and persuaded: "If you abandon the darkness and turn to the light, you will definitely have a great future. Why should you make mistakes?
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Wanyan Honglie had a grudge against him for killing his father. Ouyang Ke was a descendant of Xidu. If he could avoid this person, Guo Jing would never want to confront him. After all, he had to be merciful and merciful. This is what the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan taught him. He had been exposed to it since childhood.
It also made him feel that he could give some advice.
Unexpectedly, Ouyang Ke said coldly: "You, a person who has not even mastered your own martial arts, still want to persuade me?
Guo Jing, right? Who is your master? It's surprising that he can teach you such a weird thing. I have my own sense of how to act, so I don't need you to tremble."
He had his own reasons for choosing Wanyan Honglie, and it was not anyone's turn to tell him what to do. Not even a member of the Wu Jue family could make him change his mind.
Guo Jing really thought that Ouyang Ke wanted to ask his master, so he introduced: "I have seven masters. They are known as the Seven Strangers of Jiangnan in the world. They are all first-rate heroes!"
"Is it the Seven Jiangnan Monsters who were scolded and ridiculed by the big devil of the Imperial City?" Ouyang Ke mocked: "It turns out to be those seven clowns. No wonder you are so weird."
Hearing this, Guo Jing's face turned darker and darker.
You can insult him, but you must not insult his master. He shouted angrily: "Ouyang Ke, don't insult my master, it's because I'm stupid!"
He would rather bear the infamy than have the reputation of those lovely masters have any impact. This is Guo Jing - honest, honest and kind, and he doesn't even know how to say harsh words.
"Hahaha!"
Ouyang Ke folded his fan and found a flaw to kick Guo Jing away. He said scornfully: "Is this the martial arts of the Jiangnan Seven Monsters? But even if they haven't mastered it, they actually brought you into the trap."
Guo Jing’s martial arts is really bad!
Even the elders of the Beggar Clan couldn't help but jump out to help: "Ouyang Ke, bullying Guo brat is nothing, we are not competing with you, we are all going together!"
Although it won't kill Ouyang Ke, it can injure him. However, this night's visit to Prince Zhao's Mansion is about something big, and they can't be allowed to get entangled slowly.
"Archers prepare."
Ouyang Kelian looked ugly. He wanted to have a good fight with Guo Jing, but those elders of the Beggar Clan didn't give him a chance. They raised the corners of their mouths slightly and showed a cruel smile, "Let go, no one will be spared!"
Anyone who breaks into the palace without permission will be killed without mercy!
Ouyang Ke didn't need to remind those golden soldiers to understand this. When they drew their strong bows, a wave of arrows that covered the sky and the moon roared towards Guo Jing and the others. Although the night was dark, it was like daylight under the torches of the golden soldiers around them.
generally.
Phew!
The rain of arrows fell from the sky, which was a catastrophe for Guo Jing and the others. This time, there were more people from the Beggar Clan than the Iron Palm Clan, but the large number of people meant they became easy targets.
"Get out of the way!"
Guo Jing shouted loudly, his face becoming more and more livid, "Ouyang Ke, you actually asked someone to shoot arrows, you will die a good death!"
This is clearly breaking the rules. It is so shameless. It was a one-on-one fight as promised!
"Hey, it's very lively!" Just when the fight was in full swing, a leisurely and contented voice came.