After talking for a while, Wu Youliang suddenly felt a little strange in his heart, and couldn't help frowning slightly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Brother Wu, what's wrong with you?" Seeing that Wu had an absent-minded conscience, Huang Rong asked.

"I always feel like I've forgotten something."

"Does it matter?"

"I can't remember it for a while, maybe it's a little thing."

The two talked for more than an hour, and the dishes on the table changed three times, all of which were just a taste.

The sky gradually darkened, Wu Youliang grabbed a piece of pigeon liver, and the electric light flashed in his brain, and he got up suddenly.

Since Guo Jing didn't meet Huang Rong, then no one secretly protected him, and if he met the four ghosts of the Yellow River and the three-headed Jiao to seek revenge, it would be miserable.

"Brother Wu, what's wrong with you?"

"Brother Huang, I have taken a step in advance." Wu Youliang picked up the package, took out a few ingots of gold and gave it to her, "Since you are not a disciple of the Beggar Gang, don't practice yourself anymore, if you have something unspeakable, just tell me, Brother Wu should be the master for you." ”

As he spoke, Wu Youliang stepped on a few inches of footprints without a sound, and then his body turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared into the vast night.

Until Wu Youliang disappeared, Huang Rongfang withdrew his gaze, and suddenly saw the footprints on the ground, his expression was shocked, and then he was happy, and a smile bloomed on the corner of his mouth.

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Wu Youliang was in the wind under his feet, his body was like green smoke, and he was moving rapidly, his ears fluttering from time to time, listening to the movements of the surrounding lands for several miles.

After speeding for hundreds of miles, he suddenly stopped with a look on his face.

He heard the unique breathing sound of Guo Jing's cultivation of Huashan Qigong.

It was an inn room, and there was another heavy breathing sound on the roof of the room.

On the same day, Guo Jing and Wu Youliang were separated from the seven people, and went on the road alone, and were blocked by four white-clothed men at the mountain stream to grab the horse.

Later, when he arrived in Zhangjiakou, he was about to get off the horse and rest at the restaurant, but suddenly saw the soul-breaking knife and the funeral axe among the four ghosts of the Yellow River, and immediately bought some noodles and biscuits, and drove away.

The movement of the little red horse galloping alarmed the two ghosts, and then they chased all the way, but the little red horse's feet were too fast, until late at night, when Guo Jingfang was resting in this inn, he was blocked by the three-headed Jiaohou Tonghai.

Since the boy is fine, Wu Youliang plans to wait and see what happens.

Time passed, and soon at noon the next day, Guo Jing followed Qian Qingjian to the outside of the city, and the two walked ten miles to the west, and arrived at a pine forest, where the pine leaves covered the sky and the sun, and there was no sunlight in the forest, which was a little gloomy.

Walking into the forest, I saw a blue-faced man about forty years old sitting on a tree stump, and three men behind him were fanning him with long banana leaves.

The blue-faced man had three fleshy horns swollen on his forehead, which was very ugly, and it was Hou Tonghai, who called himself a three-headed Jiao.

"Boy, where is your master?"

"My seven masters are not here."

"How can this be reasonable, do you really think that I dare not kill you?" Hou Tonghai got up abruptly and shouted angrily, "You ruined the big thing of my fourth master and nephew in Mongolia, I didn't want to bully the small with the big, since you don't know whether you live or die, I can't complain about your second master." ”

Hou Tonghai pounced, and covered Guo Jing's façade with one palm, and his anger surged, making him a little unable to open his eyes.

Guo Jing narrowed his eyes and punched out the same palm.

Hou Tonghai's palm power is like the water of the Yellow River rolling and surging, wave after wave, Guo Jing's palm power is fierce and fast, like a giant axe chopping, and with Wu Youliang's guidance, the palm of the mountain is orderly in attack and defense.

The two of them made more than a dozen moves, but the young man did not fall behind.

Hou Tonghai yelled angrily, he couldn't even win the apprenticeship, how to beat the master, and at that moment, he wiped it from his waist and took a blade, which was a three-halberd steel fork with three copper rings on the fork.

As soon as he used the blade, Hou Tonghai's offensive immediately flew three points, Guo Jing was pressed into the downwind, and after a few moves, the palm force could not be pushed three feet away, only to see a steel fork flying up and down in front of him, and the copper ring clanged and collided, suddenly attacking his own shoulder and arm, and suddenly attacking his own waist and abdomen......

Guo Jing was tired of resisting, and some dangers were everywhere, and a subtle sound that seemed to be like a mosquito flapping its wings suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Take a step back and use the seventh move of the Kaishan Palm ......"

Guo Jing was startled at first, and then followed the instructions of the owner of the voice, and took a step back, just narrowly avoiding Hou Tonghai's killing move stabbing at his heart, and then played the seventh move of the opening mountain palm to shake the mountain, and immediately forced the latter back, alleviating the disadvantage.

"Take two steps forward, use the ninth move of the mountain palm ......"

"Use your fingers as a sword, and use the sixth move of Songshan swordsmanship......"

"Sideways surrounding, use the fourth move of the opening palm ......"

"Fly forward and pounce, use the thirteenth move of Songshan swordsmanship......"

Guo Jing followed the instructions, one move after another, without distractions, not only the moves became more mellow, but the energy became more and more aggressive.

After twenty or thirty moves, from lifting the downside, to equalizing, and then to gaining the upper hand.

Seeing that his uncle was beaten back again and again by Guo Jing, the four ghosts of the Yellow River were all stunned, and Shen Qinggang, the soul breaking knife, flashed anger in his eyes, pounced on him, and stabbed Guo Jing in the back.

Guo Jing dodged sideways, Hou Tonghai immediately attacked a few times, Shen Qinggang followed with a knife and slashed, and the young man became dangerous again.

At that moment, the three ghosts followed, and the three blades of guns, whips and axes attacked Guo Jing's side neck, shoulders and arms, and lower ribs respectively.

Surrounded by enemies on all sides, Guo Jing had no way to retreat, just when he thought that he was about to make a catastrophe, wisps of scorching warm current suddenly penetrated from the top door, and instantly circulated his limbs and hundreds of remains, his face was flushed all of a sudden, his mouth and nose were smoking, his body was hot like fire, and his body seemed to be inflated, breeding infinite power.

He slapped out with one palm, instantly divided the four palm shadows, split the knife and gun whip axe with the flesh palm, shook the four ghosts of the Yellow River, and slapped out with another palm, grabbing Hou Tonghai's three halberd steel forks like lightning, the palm of the hand trembled violently, not afraid of the sharpness of the steel fork, the five fingers suddenly thickened a circle, twisted and fell, and pinched the steel fork into a ball of scrap iron.

"You ......" Hou Tonghai took a few steps back and looked at Guo Jing in horror, wondering how the young man's martial arts suddenly reached an incredible level.

"Jing'er meets the second master." Guo Jing knelt down and bowed to a pine tree five steps away.

The three-headed Jiao raised his eyes and saw a man in green clothes standing on the branch of a pine tree, a few steps away, he didn't know that someone was coming, the breeze blew, the person followed the branch shaking and up and down, it was extremely stable, and there was no abnormal sound, as if it was one with the branch.

Hou Tonghai didn't see the man shaking, the man was already on the ground, and a pair of brilliant eyes stared at him, which frightened him from the bottom of his heart, and took a few steps back.

"He is my disciple, I don't dispose of him, no one can kill him." The people of Tsing Yi are good.

"Senior, I didn't know he was your disciple, I ......" Hou Tonghai squeaked, he couldn't say why, and the four ghosts of the Yellow River were even more lying on the ground, not daring to get up.

Wu Youliang grabbed Hou Tonghai Void, and the three-headed Jiao only felt that his body was tight, as if an invisible iron chain locked him, pulling him towards the Tsing Yi man ten steps away.

He struggled with his luck, and the strength of the restraint was immediately reduced by nearly half, but before he could exert his strength again, his body was tightened again, and then he broke some more, and then tightened a few points, as if he broke ten iron chains, there would be eleven more, and finally he was pulled in front of Tsing Yi a little bit.

"Former ...... Seniors, spare your life! Hou Tonghai tried his best to shake his inner breath, and finally spit out a few words.

Wu Youliang suddenly slapped his palm, Hou Tonghai couldn't avoid it, his chest was slapped, and his body flew out like a cloud, hitting a pine tree, the pine tree snapped, and he fell to the ground, standing up in a daze, dazed.

"This is the first and last time, if you Yellow River Gang people move my disciples again, I will want the name of the Yellow River Gang to disappear from the rivers and lakes." Wu Youliang's tone was quiet, with a bit of coldness.

"The villain doesn't dare, thank you for the mercy of your predecessors and spare my life." Hou Tonghai was excited, and he knelt down and bowed.

"Jing'er, go."

"Yes, Second Master."

The two went out of the pine forest and returned to the inn, Guo Jing took the little red horse and galloped on the horse, while Wu Youliang chased with his body, hoping to catch up with or even catch up with the little red horse.

Once he fell far away, he used the trick of the evil sword technique, and his body was like a ghost, and he caught up with the little red horse in an instant, and then used the snake form of a raccoon to flip and fly.

On this day, the two of them arrived in the middle capital of the Jin Kingdom, when the most prosperous place today, compared with Bianliang in the Northern Song Dynasty and Lin'an in the Southern Song Dynasty, there is still a victory.

The two walked strolling, only to see the red mansion painting pavilion everywhere, embroidered Zhumen, carved cars competing for station, horses galloping, and walked for a while, suddenly heard the noise of people in front of them, and from time to time there were loud cheers.

Wu Youliang said secretly, "It's better to come early than to come by chance." ”

Twenty steps away in a vacant space, there is a pennant, red on a white background, embroidered with four golden characters of 'competition to recruit relatives', and there are two people under it who are fists and feet, and they are playing lively.

One is a girl in red, and the other is a burly man.

Wu Youliang knew at a glance that the burly man was just embroidering his legs with fists and skills, but the girl in red was attacking and defending in an orderly manner, and her foundation was not weak.

After a few more moves, the girl in red swept with a punch, knocking the burly man out and throwing him into disgrace.