Under the all-out attack, Wan Yanbo's body only had a few more wounds, but Guo Yu's true qi had already consumed a lot, and it was difficult to continue for a while. Therefore, in the face of Wan Yanbo's angry blow, Guo Yu was unable to resist, and was immediately beaten upside down and slipped out.

However, Dahan obviously didn't intend to let him go like this, and when he retreated, Wan Yanbo kicked his feet hard, and the whole person rushed straight forward, and the long knife hunting flower in his hand also fell towards the man who was retreating backwards.

"Huh!"

The wind blew strongly, and the warm liquid sprayed out, and then fell into the snow, leaving a little red on the white print.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the man fell heavily to the ground, stirring up countless snow.

Looking at Guo Yu, who seemed to be silent not far away, a trace of contempt flashed in Wan Yanbo's eyes.

He has been galloping in this territory for several years, and the total number of martial artists he has killed is more than one hand, which of them is not stronger than this Laoshzi Kyushu soldier ghost?

If it was the invincible military god twenty years ago, he might still be afraid, but since it was Guo Yu who ran into him, the result naturally didn't need to be said.

Martial arts review tenth? Son of the God of War?

After all, it's just a name and a joke.

Maybe this Guo Yu is indeed a martial arts genius that is rare in a hundred years, but so what? For thousands of years, there have been few people who have been called geniuses, but how many people have finally been able to step into the realm of grandmasters?

Geniuses are the most worthless, and even more so are dead geniuses.

Wan Yanbo put the knife on his shoulder and walked towards Guo Yu, who fell to the ground.

Wait a minute, he has to chase after that Huang Qing, and since he meets the beauty, he can't be empty-handed.

He grinned wide, grinning fiercely.

Isn't the head of your sweetheart the best gift?

However, before he took a step, the smile on Dahan's face froze.

Not far away, the man who was supposed to die suddenly jumped up from the ground, his movements were unusually vigorous and powerful, if it weren't for the bloody knife mark on his chest, he would never have seen that he was injured.

"Good."

Looking at Guo Yu who jumped up, Wan Yanbo's expression froze for a moment, and then he smiled more and more cheerfully, as if he had seen something worth being happy about. He shook his head, "If death is so easy, it will lose some fun." ”

As soon as the words fell, the big man raised his long knife and sprang forward again, its speed was extremely inconsistent with his bloated size.

"Boy, you're going to have to make it a bit of fun!"

"As much as Nima is doing, Lao Tzu is not interested in men."

Guo Yu sneered, his left hand crossed the sky and drew a silver arc forward, and his right foot stepped the ground, and the whole person flew backwards.

On the outside, he seemed to be very relaxed, but under the heart it was much heavier.

After finishing Yan Bo's knife, he couldn't avoid it, couldn't block it, and finally had to accept it stiffly.

Hunting flowers really deserve to be a good knife that can be called a treasure, Guo Yu was just wiped on the edge, and he was marked with a big hole, if he didn't retreat desperately, I am afraid that it would be the whole chest

It's going to be cut open.

If it's just another injury, Wan Yanbo's sword is as domineering as his hunting flowers. The fierce knife slammed into his body, almost shattering his internal organs. If it weren't for the fact that he has developed a beating-resistant body since he was a child and broke through the bottleneck today to become a mid-stage player, he is afraid that he would not be able to get up again at this moment.

However, Guo Yu still lay on the ground for a long time before he could be relieved. The qi in his body was still swinging automatically, and he didn't dare to fight with Wan Yanbo at the moment, so he could only fight and retreat.

Seeing that Wan Yan Bo broke through the sword arc and rushed towards him quickly, Guo Yu frowned, waved his left hand, and threw out one sword qi after another.

The opponent is the invincible Wanyan Bo in Northern Xinjiang, and in terms of realm, he is far inferior; In terms of speed, the other party must also be better than himself; In terms of experience, it is impossible for me to compare.

Guo Yu thought hard for a long time, and finally reluctantly discovered a cruel truth.

Except for being handsome and shameless, he seems to be better than Wan Yan Bo.

How good is that?

Is it possible to rely on his own face to kill the other party? Or use his shameless will to strike the other party on a mental level?

At this time, Wan Yanbo was no more than five steps away from him, and the long flower hunting knife in his hand that was wrapped in domineering power was also slashed off on the head. Guo Yu had no choice but to lift Tianguo up, and while meeting this knife, a bitter smile appeared on his face.

It would be nice if shamelessness was really useful at this time, after all, he could almost be regarded as a grandmaster in terms of shamelessness...

Wait, Grandmaster?

Guo Yu's eyes suddenly lit up, and at the same time, Tianguo and Hunting Flowers had collided.

"Bell!!"

The spark rose, the qi exploded, and the man was once again blown away by Wan Yanbo's knife, and under the violent shock, countless blood splattered from the wound on his chest.

As soon as his body flew out, his left wrist flipped over, and the tip of the Tianguo sword held in the palm of his hand reversed, and then plunged into the snow, and quickly stopped retreating.

After standing firm, Guo Yu gasped several times in a row, and his physical condition became worse and worse.

Previously, when he was outside the royal city, in order to help Cheng Qiyang buy time, he took Yan Bo's three knives. When the three knives passed, he almost couldn't even mobilize his true qi.

Although Guo Yu's realm has improved at the moment, the Sword King is still the Sword King after all. With his strength, even if he resisted this knife, he still paid a lot of price. Trauma aside, the qi in his body is also becoming more and more sluggish, if he continues to fight hard, he must not be able to pass a few more moves, and it will become an embarrassing situation that day.

The snow did not stop, and the big man slowly walked forward with his knife, while the man opposite him raised his head.

His face was a little pale, and there were large patches of blood on his chest, and he looked very weak.

But on the contrary, the man's eyes were bright.

Previously, Guo Yu chose to stay to fight against Yan Bo, but he was quite reluctant, and he really didn't have any confidence in his heart.

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It is the realm of entering the potential, a middle realm, a peak, and the difference between two small realms, and the gap between them is not small.

But at this moment, Guo Yu had a trace of victory in his heart.

All this because he understands one thing.

Now he is no longer in the initial realm, but in the middle realm.

The difference between the initial realm and the middle realm is not too big, if you really want to say it, except for the difference in the strength of the gang, the latter is just surpassing the former in the use of true qi.

But it was this application that brought Guo Yu a chance to win.

Cheng Qiyang, who had not recovered from his injuries that day, also relied on his strength to enter the middle realm to inflict heavy damage on Wan Yanbo. The reason for this is not how strong he is, but completely because of the flying immortal.

Scattered flowers and flying immortals, the skill of the grandmaster.

It is this that reminds Guo Yu that now that he has entered the middle realm, he should be able to use many tricks that he couldn't use before. If it is the skill of the grandmaster, he can fight with Wan Yan Bo.

He has seen many true grandmasters.

Not counting the martial arts master who has been with Gouzi for many years, Guo Yu also witnessed and participated in the battle of Tianlan, which can be called a once-in-a-lifetime martial arts battle.

Qi Shen's Pan Python and Thousand Armies Broken, Chen Jianzhao's Peaceful Chaos and Prosperous Thousand Years, Ma Zhiyu's domineering and incomparable competition, and Zhao Wenqi's sword called the Holy Age.

These moves are undoubtedly the skills of the grandmaster, and they have all been firmly memorized by Guo Yu. With half an understanding, if it is forcibly used, it is suspected of being a cat and a tiger, and the power will be greatly reduced, but it may not be impossible to injure Yan Bo.

And...

Guo Yu smiled lightly.

Grandmaster skills, he may not really know.

Yan Bo walked very slowly, as if he wanted Guo Yu to feel tormented, but this was exactly what he wanted.

The qi flowed, and the momentum on the man's body changed again, different from the previous awe-inspiring righteousness, he curled the corners of his mouth, and the whole person became cynical.

He stretched out his left arm, and the three-foot green blade flipped up and down from his palm, as if dancing.

Dancing like a frightening dragon, graceful like a dragon, the magnificent sword light lit up in the night.

The wind is howling, and the wind and snow are agitated.

As soon as he raised his hand, the flying snow behind the man suddenly rose from the ground, shaped like a nine-fold true dragon.

The sword rises and the wind moves, and the snow dances the dragon.

(End of chapter)