Chapter Seventy-Three: Terror Like Gods and Demons
Qi Shushu's gaze fell on the hand raised by Yang Kang, and everyone couldn't take their eyes off it, just waiting for the moment of action.
An earth-shattering siege is about to erupt.
Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!
However, at this moment, from inside this luxurious carriage, there was a sudden burst of crisp applause.
The applause is full of an indescribable charm, and Yang Kang, Guo Jing and others, who can hear this voice and are worthy of the four words of first-class masters, are all trembling and disordered.
Wow!
Mu Nianci, who was a little inferior in martial arts, opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of red blood, and his face was pale.
"Little brother Guo Jing, little friend Yang Kang." Inside the carriage, a melodious voice sounded, "I haven't seen you for a while, don't you seem to have grown much?" ”
"It seems that Wang Chongyang is useless, and his disciples and grandchildren are even more useless than him!"
What the?
The dignified leader of the Quanzhen Sect, the generation of grandmasters who pioneered the Quanzhen Path, was actually dubbed useless in the mouth of this person in the carriage.
If this is spread, it can laugh off other people's big teeth.
But no one here thinks it's too much.
In the whole world, only the person who is speaking now has such qualifications!
The charm contained in the voice, one after another, over and over again, constantly stimulates the internal breath of Yang Kang, Guo Jing and others.
Boom! Boom! Boom! ……
The martial arts masters who followed Guo Jing and Yang Kang's brothers were in turmoil, and one by one they fell from their horses like upside-down onions.
Landing on the flat ground, there was a muffled sound.
In the blink of an eye, the only ones who could stay on horseback were Guo Jing and Yang Kang.
Seeing this scene, Guo Jing's face changed greatly, and a trace of shock swelled up, but he was not at all disappointed, and held the long sword on his waist with his backhand.
Yang Kang stretched out a hand to stop himself, a sworn brother with a somewhat straight temper.
"Senior, my eldest brother and I just brought someone to visit one or two, is it appropriate to have such a heavy hand?" Yang Kang was horrified in his heart, but he said quietly on his face.
"Is it appropriate?" Ming Xiaoyang's tone became extremely strange, "Boy Yang Kang, are you a fool to be this Daoist?" ”
"Did you come with dozens of people, all with weapons?"
"You!" From beginning to end, Ming Xiaoyang never showed up, but he knew everything about the outside world, as if he had opened the legendary eye of heaven.
When Yang Kang heard this, he couldn't help but show a look of horror.
"I haven't seen you for a while, and the martial arts of my predecessors have reached a higher level, which is really gratifying." Taking a deep breath and calming down, Yang Kang complimented.
"That's nature." There was a hint of pride in Ming Xiaoyang's voice, "With the current martial arts of this Dao Master, let alone insight into a few little mice, even if it is to penetrate everything, it is a breeze!" ”
"It's a joke that you guys fight me."
"Forget it." As he spoke, Ming Xiaoyang's tone became boring again, "I don't have anything to say to you juniors." ”
"Ben Dao Ye will go first, remember to say hello to the old man Hanako on behalf of Ben Daoye."
Sigh!
Before the words fell, the eight healthy horses pulling the cart seemed to be touched by something, and quickly turned their horses' heads and headed towards the mountains and forests outside Xiangyang City.
In the blink of an eye, he left in front of everyone's eyes.
Seeing Ming Xiaoyang's carriage leave, Guo Jing, Yang Kang and others had the heart to do it, but they couldn't raise the slightest fighting spirit.
"Kangdi." It wasn't until Ming Xiaoyang's carriage completely disappeared that Guo Jing reacted and looked at his sworn brother.
Tick! Tick! Tick! ……
Drops of sweat the size of soybeans appeared on Yang Kang's smooth forehead, and his handsome face was full of fear.
"Good...... It's amazing, this ...... How is this possible. Unbelievable words spat out from Yang Kang's mouth, "In less than a year, the martial arts of Wuwuzi, an old immortal, have actually reached such a masterful level. ”
"Even, even, even ......"
Yang Kang said three times in a row, but he didn't find a suitable explanation.
"It's even close to gods and demons." An old and neutral voice sounded, and out of the thin mist, a ragged figure walked out.
I saw that he was dressed in tatters, his face was ruddy, and only a big belly was extremely unsightly.
In his hand, he also holds a green and verdant bamboo stick that is divided into bamboo knots and is difficult to hurt by swords.
The leader of the beggar gang, Hong Qigong!
It turned out that he had just been hiding in the shadows, secretly observing the old opponent who had been with him for decades and had been fighting for decades.
Burst!
"Master."
"Seven Princes."
"Gang Leader Hong!"
Seeing Hong Qigong appear, everyone was overjoyed and surrounded one after another, even those martial arts masters who were shocked to the ground looked at Hong Qigong with admiration.
Hong Qigong is greedy and greedy, but his character is impeccable, he has never killed someone who should not be killed in his life, and his character is noble.
In this way, how can you not be respected by the martial arts.
However, at this time, Hong Qigong's state was not very good, his face turned pale, and he opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of bright blood.
"Master." Guo Jing, who was originally ecstatic, saw his teacher vomiting blood, and hurriedly ran to his side and supported him.
"Good guy, what the hell has this stinky Taoist priest practiced by Sanssouci." In recent years, Hong Qigong has gradually faded out of the beggar gang and has the intention to train Guo Jing to be the next leader of the beggar gang.
With his temperament, after getting rid of tedious chores, he naturally wandered around looking for delicious food.
In case of injustice, he will reach out and kill a few corrupt officials and corrupt officials.
This time, Guo Jing and Yang Kang felt the chaos in the north, and came to Xiangyang City to help defend the city, and learned that Wuwuzi was back in the rivers and lakes.
Thinking of new hatreds and old hatreds, he secretly gathered a group of martial arts colleagues who shared the same hatred, but accidentally leaked the news.
Hong Qigong is nearby, he has known Sanssouci for many years, and he knows how difficult it is to deal with this seemingly grinning and unrighteous old immortal.
Therefore, he came secretly and wanted to save the lives of Guo Jing, Yang Kang and others at a critical moment.
Before he could make a move, he felt that there was a boundless restraint on the earth, and the whole person seemed to be pressed under a mountain.
The non-stop operation of the power is like a mayfly regretting Mount Tai, and it has no effect at all.
If it weren't for the other party's unintentional killing of him, maybe he would have turned into a corpse!
When Ming Xiaoyang and his party left, the burden disappeared, Hong Qigong took a deep breath, and opened his mouth to spurt out blood.
Seeing this, Guo Jing, Yang Kang and others hurriedly gathered in the past, and the people who fell to the ground also relieved their breath and struggled to stand up.
Hong Qigong was fine, and after spitting out a mouthful of blood, the injury was almost recovered, and he looked at Guo Jing bitterly.
"Jing'er, you still don't have any idea of revenge in the future. Sanssouci's martial arts have progressed so fast that they have surpassed human imagination. Even though he didn't really make a move just now, and he didn't even show his face, he was able to kill us all easily. ”
"In my opinion, I am always called Huazi, and I am added to the old poison, Huang Laoxi, and Emperor Duan, maybe I have to count the old naughty boy and Qiu Qianren, and maybe I can ......"
"What can I do?" Qiu Qianqi asked hurriedly.
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