Chapter Ninety-Three: Guo Yang Meets
The five lamas all died in the hands of Zhao Qi, Huang Rong sighed, these people were unlucky enough to bump into Zhao Qi's hands, and they made her realize the fierceness of the rivers and lakes, and the people who were able to fight with her at the last moment are now gone forever.
"Killing so many people, don't you have nightmares? In the future, enemies will be everywhere, and there will be a time for you to cry. When Huang Rong saw Zhao Qi's casual appearance, she felt an evil fire, and as soon as she slapped Lu Ma, the whole person rushed out.
Zhao Qi looked down at the five corpses under his feet and shook his head, anyone who wanted to kill him, he would kill him, and there would never be half a woman's kindness. Regardless of gender, young and old, he will not let go.
Running the internal qi, his body was as light as a goose, and he caught up with Huang Rong after a while, and he was not in a hurry to move towards Zhongdu.
"Jing'er, I have already passed on your twelve styles of the eighteen palms of the dragon descending, and whether you can learn the rest depends on chance, let's separate the two of us here." Hong Qigong turned his head to look at the girl who was recruiting relatives on the stage, and a look of doubt appeared in the depths of his eyes, this girl used his unique mastery.
"Qigong, you ......" Guo Jing was stunned for a moment, he had been studying martial arts with Hong Qigong in the past few days, and he had already regarded Hong Qigong as his relative, and he couldn't help but want to keep it.
Hong Qigong shook his head, "Gathering and dispersing is something that we Jianghu people often experience, and we will meet again if we have a fate, don't be so childlike." You grew up in Mongolia, but you always have to remember that you are a Han Chinese, otherwise you will be in big trouble in the future, and one day you will have to make a choice in it. In the past few days, Hong Qigong can see Guo Jing's personality, although his head is not bright, he is actually sincere, and his comprehension of the dragon palm is also very fast, which makes him both happy and worried. When there is a conflict between the Mongols and the Han Chinese, I am afraid that Guo Jing will face the moment of choice, and even he is not sure what choice Guo Jing will make.
In the face of glory and wealth, when the general trend is inevitable, people's hearts are changeable, and how many heroes and heroes have fallen on women's money in ancient times. Guo Jing was the golden sword of the Mongol Khan, and once the Mongols gained power, it would be too good for him.
In the face of this, Hong Qigong could only be cautious and cautious, even if he was very satisfied with Guo Jing, he didn't dare to pass down more dragon palms, and the twelve moves were almost the bottom line of Hong Qigong in this situation.
Guo Jing touched his head ignorantly, Hong Qigong's figure flashed and disappeared into the crowd, he didn't have time to say anything, he could only say to himself: "I'm originally Han, this is nothing, what does this have to do with me growing up in Mongolia, the Great Khan is also very good to me, they are all very good." Guo Jing has always rarely thought about things he can't think about, and when he saw the lively crowd, he also squeezed in to watch.
He had never seen such a lively scene in the desert, he knew Chinese characters, and saw that there were four big characters written on it: 'Martial arts competition', and he looked at it with great interest.
didn't let him wait long, Yang Kang appeared, only to see that he was like a jade, the heavenly court was full, and he easily defeated Mu Nianci, and laughed at her with a light smile. Until Yang Kang refused to marry Mu Nianci, injured Mu Yi, turned around and left, Guo Jing immediately stopped Yang Kang.
"Hey, you're not doing that right!"
Yang Kang was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "What should I do?" The vividness of imitating Guo Jing's southern native accent caused his entourage to laugh loudly.
"Since you won her, you should marry this girl." Guo Jing immediately spoke, not hearing Yang Kang's ridicule.
The two argued, Yang Kang's expression turned cold, and he stretched out his hand to hit Guo Jing in the face, Guo Jing had learned the dragon palm with Hong Qigong in the past few days, and he had been taught many times by Hong Qigong, and instinctively played a trick of the dragon tail.
Yang Kang was suddenly hit by him and hurt his palm, and his figure took three or four steps back before he stabilized, and observed Guo Jing carefully, he had just made a sudden move, and the distance between the two was so close, he didn't expect this stupid idiot to be able to block it. Feeling the hot and painful right hand that was placed behind him, his face sank, he was the little prince of Zhao Wangfu, with a noble status, and he had never suffered such a secret loss.
"You wild boy really want to take care of this? They have nothing to do with you. Yang Kang had a retreat in his heart, he didn't want to be entangled with a stupid boy in public, and he lost his value in vain.
"Then you will give her back this girl's shoes." Guo Jing opened his mouth and said, full of righteousness. Hong Qigong, who was hidden in the dark, had already seen the details of Mu Nianci, and when he saw Guo Jing's appearance, he shook his head a little. Sure enough, he is a rookie who has just come out of the rivers and lakes, and he doesn't understand the world at all.
"It seems that if I don't teach you a lesson today, you don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick." Since it couldn't make sense, Yang Kang didn't hesitate to make a move.
I saw that his fists were like hooks, and he hit Guo Jing directly, which was more powerful than when he teased Mu Nianci just now.
Guo Jing didn't dare to be careless, his legs were slightly bent, and he showed the dragon in the dragon palm, and he regretted it.
Fists and palms were exchanged, Guo Jing's figure was as steady as a mountain, but Yang Kang took five or six steps back, more than just now, which made Yang Kang's heart sink suddenly, he used ninety percent of his strength in this punch, and he was easily blocked by this stupid boy. It can be said that the fight just now can be said to be careless, but now there is no excuse.
Gritting his teeth, Yang Kang changed his move and hit again.
In an instant, the two exchanged dozens of moves, Guo Jing repeatedly used a trick to remorse, no matter what angle Yang Kang attacked from, he pushed it sideways with one palm, making Yang Kang extremely depressed.
More and more people gathered on this side of the square, which was a rare lively event.
Hong Qigong, who was hiding in the dark, frowned suddenly, he saw the figure of the old monster of the Ginseng Immortal, the King of Sharon and others, and couldn't help but be a little worried about Guo Jing. Although Guo Jing has no combat experience, he is proficient in the Dragon Descending Palm, and it is nothing to block Yang Kang. But if it is replaced by these old rivers and lakes, Guo Jing will not be an opponent.
"This is the Nine Yin White Bone Claw!" Hong Qigong's eyes suddenly widened, it turned out that at that moment just now, Yang Kang was suffering from having no moves to defeat Guo Jing, and he couldn't help but use these tricks, which was his kung fu at the bottom of the box.
He is familiar with the world's martial arts, and he is naturally no stranger to Mei Chaofeng's famous stunts, and now that he sees this vicious trick, he can't help frowning. The Nine Yin White Bone Claw has to be practiced with living people, and they can only practice this unique skill by scratching their skull parietal bones.
Picking up a few stones casually, Hong Qigong was about to secretly help Guo Jing block these people from the old monsters of the Immortals, but suddenly his eyes moved, and he threw the stones down again, and couldn't help laughing a few times.
"This is a matter of their Quanzhen Sect, and since these two people are here, I believe there will be nothing wrong." Hong Qigong found the two Taoist priests standing in the crowd, it was Wang Chuyi and Hao Datong, he could see the martial arts foundation of this little prince, and he also wanted to see how these two would deal with this matter.
Hao Datong and Wang Chu stayed in the inn for a while, so they came out together to breathe, found Peng Lianhu and others, and hurriedly followed, and saw the scene in front of them.
"Senior brother, what shall we do later?" Hao Datong's gaze first fell on Yang Kang and Guo Jing, who were fighting, and then turned to Peng Lianhu and others, and asked in a low voice.
Wang Chuyi frowned, a few days ago, Qiu Chuji led this little prince to see them, "Hehe, he is a disciple of Senior Brother Qiu, I can't see the number of martial arts paths, I want to ask when I turn around." On the contrary, it is another kid, if I don't look bad, it should be the dragon palm of the beggar gang Hong's senior. "They once saw the dragon descending palm in the hands of Hong Qigong when they were arguing on the sword in Huashan, and they were deeply impressed.
"Yes, I see that his internal strength is also the path of our Quanzhen Sect, I can't help him later, and I can't let others have ideas." Hao Datong glanced at Sha Tongtian and the others who were also in the crowd, he didn't like this Wan Yankang very much, and recognized the thief as his father, and by the way, this matter also gave him a little opinion on Qiu Chuji.
Peng Lianhu's face on the other side gradually became solemn, he was well-informed, and after a while, he saw Guo Jing's martial arts path.
"Brother Sha, this person is using the dragon descending palm of the beggar gang, let's not do it later." Peng Lianhu's voice came into Sha Tongtian's ears, and he paused and nodded silently.
PS: The third update! Thanks to Storm Demon King F for the tip!