As soon as he thought of this, Bao Xiang no longer asked and made a bold move, only to see that his moves were strange, his arms were extremely long, and they were soft like two long whips.

Yang Guo was secretly frightened, no wonder he had clearly noticed that the other party was still three steps away from him, but his palm power could come in an instant, so it was.

He immediately used his grappling hand to disassemble seven or eight moves with the other party, and then each grabbed one of the opponent's wrists and froze in place, unable to move.

At this moment, Bao Xiang suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a white gas, shooting like a sharp sword.

Yang Guo was startled, and hurriedly turned his head to dodge, but his left cheek was still accidentally cut, leaving a blood mark that was not deep or long.

What the hell is this?

Can you still go so far by practicing true qi internally?

Bao Xiang's surprise attack was actually dodged by the other party, and the evaluation of Yang Guo's martial arts in his heart rose a step again, and the arm that grabbed his wrist suddenly circled around his arm like a snake, grabbed his elbow, and pressed it suddenly.

Yang Guo was shocked, and the Jiuyang True Qi in his body was quickly transported out, making the other party's five fingers seem to be grasping on a wall of air, and he can't point the acupuncture points.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yang Guo raised his right foot and kicked it towards his chest.

Bao Xiang's body bowed accordingly, dissolving the force of this kick, and seeing that he could not subdue the other party, he immediately withdrew his left hand, opened his mouth and spit out a white gas again, shooting at the center of the opponent's eyebrows.

Yang Guo saw that the true qi spit out by the other party was very strange, although it was composed of gas, it was not weaker than the power of ordinary hidden weapons, and it was difficult to resist it by relying on the physical body alone.

Immediately, without urging the internal force, he punched and dispersed this fierce white qi, took a few steps back, and distanced himself from the other party.

The two fought for the first time, and neither used all their strength, but after testing each other, they also knew that the other party's martial arts were not weak, and it was extremely difficult to win it easily.

"I can't imagine that the layman is so young, and he can learn this martial art, which is really admirable!"

Bao Xiang looked at him with a heavy look and said.

Yang Guo smiled faintly: "The master's martial arts are not bad, and he hasn't asked for the Dharma number yet?" ”

"The poor monk is called Baoxiang, one of the eight great kings of Esoteric Buddhism, and is currently the host of the Tibetan Datong Linglong Temple, I don't know what to call the layman?"

The reason why Baoxiang openly and honestly revealed his identity was naturally because he hoped that the other party would not hide anything, and he was very interested in Yang Guo's teacher.

Treasure Phase? The Eight Great Ming Kings?

Hey, isn't that the same as Ash?

He is not the king of the Great Wheel, the presiding officer of the Nyingma Sect of the Great Wheel Temple, is it possible that these two are a family?

Yang Guo was secretly strange in his heart, but he didn't ask the other party if he knew Gu Mozhi, but said concisely: "It turned out to be King Baoxiangming, in Xia Yang Guo, this is polite!" ”

Well...... Gone?

Bao Xiang stared at Yang Guo for a long time, and when he saw that he didn't say anything, he couldn't help frowning.

In a short time, the sound of noisy footsteps surrounded the outer courtyard, and the torches reflected the entire courtyard in an extraordinarily bright light, and dozens of archers were already bending their bows and pulling strings, ready to go.

Ao Bai pulled the guard commander and scolded him, and asked him why he only came now, so he personally grabbed a bow and arrow and shot it at Yang Guo.

"Since I heard the old man's conspiracy, I can't keep you!"

Ao Bai's eyes were full of killing intent, and he stared coldly at the arrows he shot.

Yang Guo heard the strong wind whistling in his ears, and was about to reach out to grab it, only to find that the force of this arrow was unusual, and immediately dodged sideways.

And while he was distracted and dodged, Baoxiang shot again, obviously not wanting to let him go.

Yang Guo lightly touched his feet, and the person had already withdrawn a few zhang away from the wind, and Baoxiang's pupils shrank slightly, as if he had thought of something, but he was very unconvinced and attacked again.

At this time, his interest in Yang Guo became even stronger.

Yang Guo tossed and turned on the roof, trying to get rid of Baoxiang, but who knew that he was like a kraft candy, chasing after him, so he had to turn around and fight with him.

Seeing this, the guards chasing after him hurriedly asked Ao Bai if he wanted to release the arrows.

Ao Bai hesitated for a moment, but chose to give up.

At this moment, his guards have gathered hundreds of people, and there are more than one hundred and fifty archers alone.

Glancing at Bian Ba and Duoji on the side, Ao Bai said unhappily: "You still don't want to help King Bao Xiangming?" ”

Bian Ba said: "Master has great powers, since he has already made a move, there is no reason why he can't take the other party, how can I interfere with my superficial martial arts?" ”

Ao Bai was choked by him, and he immediately scolded his mother!

I thought when this was the time, and I still pay attention to one-on-one heads-up, and I should shoot when I should shoot!

But seeing Yang Guo and Bao Xiang hit the outside of the courtyard from the roof, and then hit the high wall from the outside of the courtyard, all kinds of dangerous moves emerged in endlessly, only to hear the howling of the strong wind, the sound of fists and palms banging, and everyone was dazzled.

The guards did not have the order to worship, and they did not dare to rush forward, so they could only chase the two behind their buttocks and surround them as much as possible.

Yang Guo deliberately hid his clumsiness, unwilling to show his gloomy ecstasy palm's kung fu, and Bao Xiang was quite interested in this palm technique, and constantly swung with palm power, trying to force out his eclipsed soul palm.

In this way, the two are incompatible with each other, and the fight is inseparable, and a hundred moves have passed in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that Bao Xiang's palm was blowing vigorously, and the monk's robe on his arm was like a scimitar slashing through his neck, Yang Guo hurriedly fell to the ground, grabbed the neck of the guard behind him with his backhand, killed him, and snatched the long knife in his hand and slashed towards Bao Xiang.

Bao Xiang clasped his hands together, wore them on his chest and took off the rosary he was wearing around his neck, and under a sweep and whip, it shocked Yang Guo's tiger mouth with a knife in his hand.

He used the blade to roll the opponent's rosary several times, trying to cut the rope, but who expected that the rope was as tough as a cow's tendon, and he actually cut it continuously, and was almost twisted by the opponent.

"Old thing, it's really tough!"

Yang Guo was so angry that he scolded secretly, and immediately slashed down with a knife.

Bao Xiang saw that he was menacing, and he didn't dare to take it hard, so he hurriedly flashed sideways, but when Yang Guo's knife was horizontal in mid-air, he suddenly turned to kill the guards who were surrounding him.

I saw that he was like a tiger entering a flock, the white blade was like a quick knife cutting through the chaos, and the guards who killed Ao Bai screamed again and again, and the stumps and broken arms flew everywhere.

"Vertical Zier dare!"

When the rushed Ao Bai saw this scene, he was almost so angry that one Buddha was born and the second Buddha ascended to heaven.

Bao Xiang knew that he was on the road, and immediately pounced back.

But there are too many guards in Aobai, and the courtyards of this house are full of house walls, which makes it even more congested.

By the time Bao Xiang performed his light skills to kill Yang Guo, he already had another knife in his hand.

Seeing that Bao Xiang grabbed the rosary and attacked him, Yang Guo immediately swept his legs, rolled up more than a dozen blades on the ground, and projected the two steel knives in his hand as hidden weapons with his backhand, stabbing at the opponent's chest and three inches from the lower abdomen dantian.

Bao Xiang reached out with his left hand, grabbed the steel knife pierced to his chest, and then threw it out with a prayer bead, wrapped around another steel knife, and threw it at Yang Guo.

But seeing Yang Guo wave his sleeves and shock, he swept the steel knife into the air, and then doubled his palms, and the already airtight palm controlled the sixteen or seventeen steel knives in the sky to roll, and the bright blade made everyone tremble.

As soon as Bao Xiang approached, he was surrounded by six or seven eight steel knives at the same time, and while using the rosary to resist the steel knives that flew in, he used the treasure bottle qigong to exhale like an arrow, and shook the steel knife back.

"Let me give you some more drastic medicine!"

Yang Guo sneered, and while accumulating thick and thin, he used the Dragon Capture Skill to control more steel knives to attack Baoxiang, and the other party was instantly confused, and began to be overstretched and out of proportion.

And the guards on the side looked at this battle, and everyone was half stupid, let alone stepped forward to help!