The sword roared, but Yang Guo did not dare to take the wooden sword in his hand, at this moment his internal strength has not recovered, if he resists directly, it is very easy to be cut off the wooden sword in his hand, if the weapon is destroyed in the battle, he will lose, he can't afford to lose this person.

I saw Yang Guo bend back to avoid this dangerous and dangerous sword, although it was a wooden sword, but also shaved off a few strands of hair in front of the forehead, not waiting for Zhao Zhijing to make another sword move, Yang Guo's sword tip swung lightly, pointing to Zhao Zhijing's lower flank, forcing Zhao Zhijing to raise his sword to return or retreat, both of them are to make the true swordsmanship, walk the elegant and fast way, although the lethality is slightly worse, but the victory is in the swordsmanship is tricky and weird, and the weak point of the enemy is attacked, so the two have been fighting for more than a dozen rounds, but in the eyes of everyone in the audience, it is only a few breaths。

"This Zhao Zhijing is worthy of being the strongest martial artist among the three generations of disciples, and the Quanzhen swordsmanship is very proficient, and the speed is not worse than mine. "In fact, Yang Guo has always underestimated Zhao Zhijing, after all, the Quanzhen Sect is a great sect, Zhao Zhijing's martial arts can be said to be the highest except for the six sons of Quanzhen, and how bad can it be, and his own sword is actually not suitable for taking a light and agile route, at this moment, on the contrary, he can keep up with Zhao Zhijing's sword moves, all by virtue of his invincible divine power, otherwise he has to practice for a few more years to match Zhao Zhijing with simple swordsmanship.

"This little beast must be killed today. "Zhao Zhijing is also the bigger and more frightened, Yang Guo's swordsmanship is no worse than him, if he cultivates the internal strength of this sect, he will definitely be inferior in the future, and the future will be endless!

Thinking like this in his heart, the swordsmanship in Zhao Zhijing's hands is also becoming more and more powerful, both of them are dead moves, either stabbing each other's throat, heart or big acupoints around the body, Yang Guo sometimes sees him menacing and does not dare to easily resist with a wooden sword, and if he does not avoid it in time, he will pick Zhao Zhijing's lower yin attack, which can often work wonders, anyway, Zhao Zhijing is not relying on his internal strength to bully him, so why should he be polite.

Zhao Zhijing stabbed a few times straight to Yang Guo's lungs Yu acupoint, Juque acupoint, Guan Yuan acupoint and other body points, the moves are sharp and collected, it is the "night rain Xiaoxiao" in the true swordsmanship, as long as Yang Guo is hit by any acupuncture point, the body will be out of harmony, and when the time comes, he will not be able to capture him.

Yang Guo also knew that this move was extremely dangerous, but with Zhao Zhijing's current skills, he could only be more than fast, and his strength was insufficient, so he could completely use a wooden sword to block it, and immediately turned the hilt of the sword in his hand, and more than a dozen sword flowers danced to block these sword qi one after another.

"Come and don't be rude!" Yang Guo stepped on the seven stars, the wooden sword in his right hand, and the sword finger in his left hand, as if holding a double sword, although he could not do the old naughty boy like "one heart and two uses, left and right to fight each other", but he is better than the flesh horizontal practice, infinite divine power, if he is pointed by the left hand sword, it is not much easier than stabbing a sword, fortunately, Yang Guo is now young, since he is not as old as Zhao Zhijing, he is a little short in comparison, and he is often a little short from Zhao Zhijing's body acupoints.

The two of them have been fighting until this moment, and most of the true swordsmanship alone has been used, but no one can do anything, the people in the audience have been dumbfounded, and they don't know how to describe it in their hearts, and the freshman disciple who has been starting for less than a year can fight with a three-generation disciple with swordsmanship alone, and he is also the strongest of the three generations of disciples like Zhao Zhijing.

"Damn" Zhao Zhijing is also getting bigger and more anxious now, even if he wins Yang Guo now, he can't save his lost face, if he can't kill him at this time, with the talent of the kid, maybe the head of the sect will look down on him, and no one will dare to mess with him at that time, even I don't dare to touch him.

The two are fighting back and forth, in the eyes of outsiders, Yang Guozheng is concentrating on competing with Zhao Zhijing for the true swordsmanship, but in fact, he is not as difficult as he imagined, and Zhao Zhijing is to compete with Zhao Zhijing is to perform all the true swordsmanship, and at the same time verify their own level, the two of them are all true swordsmanship, just see the move, but they can't match Zhao Zhijing's strong sword moves.

Yang Guo backhanded, the wooden sword pointed at Zhao Zhijing's coercion, this time Zhao Zhijing did not raise his sword to resist, but took three steps back and stood in place, staring at Yang Guo, his eyes gradually became calm, Yang Guo was immediately vigilant, there must be a demon when something goes wrong, he didn't believe that Zhao Zhijing was going to surrender, although he was secretly vigilant in his heart, but he still teased on his lips: "Zhao Daochang, is this going to evolve or what?" Don't stand still, let's continue!"

Zhao Zhijing still didn't say a word, his body squatted slightly, he raised the wooden sword at shoulder level, and quickly pinched a sword trick with his left hand, not only Yang Guo, but even Zhen Zhibing, whose martial arts were only his own, didn't see it clearly, and finally after reciting a sentence silently, a sound of breaking the air came, and the wooden sword stabbed Yang Guo's chest, which was really fast to the extreme, and the white light flashed suddenly.

With a flickering gaze, Yang Guo finally saw clearly, it was a sword ray, no, it was three? Why did it change to six again? At this time, he had no time to think, his body twisted sideways, and raised his sword to block the sword shot towards his heart, but the whole person was also sent flying.

At this time, Zhen Zhibing saw clearly what kind of move Zhao Zhijing was performing, and he was immediately furious, he was obviously going to kill Yang Guo, how could it just be a lesson. As he spoke, he was about to step forward to check Yang Guo's injury, but Zhao Zhijing could let him succeed, so he hurriedly stepped forward to block his way, and said gloomily: "What is Zhen Zhibing doing? I just taught him a little lesson, or I would have killed him." Having said that, in fact, Yang Guo had already been sentenced to death in his heart.

"Senior Brother Zhao, you ...... "One Qi and Three Qings", you really have a good ability! Dealing with a freshman disciple actually used this killing move, if something happens to him, I will see how you can explain it to the master. Zhen Zhibing couldn't help him, knowing that this move was huge, and Yang Guo must have no chance of surviving, but he kept thinking about what to think about Guo Jing's explanation, so he didn't insist on stepping forward.

"Then don't bother Senior Brother Zhen. ”

Just as the two were arguing, Yang Guo got up from the ground, patted the ash on his body and found that there was no scar on his body, but his clothes were cut to tatters, and there were white marks in the cut places, and he had a preliminary understanding of his physical strength in his heart.

"Zhao Daochang's "One Qi and Three Qings" can't be practiced at home! He can only turn into six swords, which is worse than the eighteen swords. ”

"What?"

Zhao Zhijing and Zhen Zhibing looked back at the person who spoke at the same time, except for Yang Guo at this time, except for looking a little embarrassed, there was not a trace of blood on his body, until this time Yang Guo's body even the white marks had disappeared, and there seemed to be nothing unusual.