Chapter 118: No Regrets

Guo Lingsong's face suddenly gloomy when he heard this, he had already given Wang Yuanbao enough face, if it weren't for his identity, as well as King Zhao's respect for the disciples of the Bingjia Wumiao, the Jinyi guards who were accustomed to "dealing" with the Jianghu people would have been brought to justice long ago, after all, chivalry is forbidden by martial arts, this is the rules and laws set by His Majesty the Emperor of the Dynasty himself, although they are only attached to King Zhao, they still belong to the Jinyi guards, don't say that they are the disciples of the Bingjia Wumiao, even if they are the so-called "Jianghu co-masters" , killed, there is no big hindrance, but now this guy in front of him is so ignorant, it is no wonder that he Guo Lingsong is ruthless.

However, the last warning still has to be said, Guo Lingsong smiled coldly and said: "Since Your Excellency has to wait with me, then draw a line, although we are the personal guards of King Zhao, but we still understand the rules of the rivers and lakes, it's just that there is life and death, so it's no wonder that we are outnumbered, hehe." ”

After saying that, he waved his hand, and the two clever brocade-clothed guards walked out of the queue with knives, while the remaining brocade-clothed guards scattered in all directions, surrounding Wang Yuanbao and Guo Lingsong in the middle.

In fact, this is Guo Lingsong's means, the Jinyi guards rely on, not only the flying feather knife in the hand and the killing methods of the body, the gentleman hides the weapon in the body, although the Jinyi guard is not a gentleman, but also hides the weapon in the body, the Jianghu people are not only the martial artists born in the wild road, but also have the adventure of the qi practitioner who has the qi training method, the former's body protection, the latter's spells, ordinary swords and killing methods, for these two, it is useless to tickle the general, so the Jinyi guard is equipped, there is also a strong crossbow, although it is not as good as the Longquan Dynasty's national weapon god arm crossbow, but it is not far behind, I don't know how many Jianghu people died under the strong crossbow。

The truth is within the range of the crossbow.

Guo Lingsong's idea is this, the killing methods of the disciples of the Martial Arts Temple of the Soldier Family are not something they can shake, and fiddling with martial arts in front of these monsters who rely on killing and destroying the Enlightenment is an axe, and it is better to have an arrow to save your heart.

The brocade-clothed guards surrounding Wang Yuanbao and Guo Lingsong secretly found the strong crossbow hidden behind them, buckled the bowstring, and the crossbow arrows engraved with armor-piercing runes were placed in the arrow slot, just waiting for Guo Lingsong to give an order, and he threw this arrogant guy into his heart.

Guo Lingsong motioned for two clever brocade-clothed guards to step forward, while he withdrew from the encirclement.

"Suffer death!"

A furious shout erupted, and the two flying feather knives cut into the void in front of Wang Yuanbao at an extremely tricky and strange angle, using the battlefield knife technique that really opened and closed, but it was really a deviation, but it did not lose its integrity.

The eyes of the two brocade-clothed guards flashed with joy, they thought that this Jianghu man who was a disciple of the martial arts temple of the military family was a hard stubble, who knows, it turned out to be a silver-like spear head that pulled the tiger skin, and even the simplest knife technique could not be seen, this time he was going to die under his brother's knife......

Before their thoughts could be extended, a pair of fists had already slammed into the chests of the two, the fists were swallowed, and the martial arts were released, and the two of them flew out in disbelief like a kite with a broken string, and blood flew out of their mouths and noses, and the brocade clothes on their chests and ribs were deeply sunk into it, seeing that there was no way to live.

And all this happened in the blink of an eye.

Wang Yuanbao's fist intent is unimpeded, and the fist intent of the second style of Ding Boxing "Jiang Chao Drumming" has not been unblocked, but under tonight's punch, it suddenly penetrates, although it has not yet touched the true meaning, but it has also touched the threshold.

The first type of regret Ding boxing, pay more attention to the foundation of boiling, the root is in the broken rock, the punch is the most stable, faintly has a little mountain style, and this second type of "river tide drum" is the most important to open and close, the tide is even the sea, the drum is like thunder, both are the most shocking things, the fist is like the tide, the fist is like a drum, the big opening and closing, and mixed with the tide with the stars to the elegant.

Guo Lingsong's face was not good-looking, his thoughts

There is nothing wrong with this, this young man, the solemnity and solemnity of the punch, is definitely not those people in the rivers and lakes who are wild roads, and it is not the orthodox military martial arts temple disciples who can't do it, he is mentioned on the iron plate, and there is no way to retreat, he moved the knife, and then he wants to reconcile, but he is afraid that it will be difficult to climb to the sky, in fact, killing a soldier martial arts temple disciple Guo Lingsong is not afraid, but he is afraid that he will meet a soldier martial arts temple disciple who protects the short master, and kill it, don't say that it is the end of the world, and he will not escape death together.

Thinking of this, Guo Lingsong was ruthless, raised his hand, and slashed down with a knife.

Seeing the commander's order, the Jinyi guards all raised the strong crossbow in their hands, and the sharp crossbow arrows glowing with faint blue light were aimed at Wang Yuanbao.

The armor-piercing runes engraved on the crossbow arrows, even the qi practitioners of the lower five realms have no way to retreat with their whole body, and these rune crossbow arrows are the weapons and sharp weapons that the brocade guards are specially used to deal with similar qi practitioners and military martial temples.

Guo Lingsong said coldly: "Release the arrow!"

Hundreds of crossbow arrows blessed with armor-piercing runes were like raindrops, shooting towards Wang Yuanbao, the surrounding aura suddenly emptied, and the faint blue light on the crossbow arrows also suddenly flourished, which was a manifestation of the activation of the armor-piercing rune.

Wang Yuanbao looked coldly at Guo Lingsong, who couldn't hide his hideous color, put his hand on the hilt of the blind swordsman Li Mubai's sword, and suddenly exerted his strength, and the sword qi in the Qifu dantian snowflakes flew in the snowy mountain.

The sword of the blind swordsman Li Mubai, at this moment, after the infusion of sword qi snowflakes, the sword intent suddenly bloomed, and the sharp sword qi was like a big net, enveloping all the crossbow arrows that were fired.

The surroundings seemed to freeze, silent, except that silence was still silence.

The sword qi net fell, the crossbow arrows flashing with blue light, like fireworks blooming, the light flashed, and there was no longer life, the fireworks were easy to cold, and the crossbow arrows were under the sword qi net, breaking inch by inch, and falling to the ground with a clang, like the sound of ding dong water.

Guo Lingsong was horrified in his heart, this is impossible, the invincible armor-piercing rune crossbow arrow was easily cracked like this, this is impossible.

Even if it was unbelievable, Wang Yuanbao didn't give these brocade-clothed guards a chance to react, their figures were like arrows, their fists and swords came out together, ruthlessly harvesting the lives of these brocade-clothed guards.

Guo Lingsong deserved to be a veteran of a hundred battles, and he reacted in an instant, shouting angrily: "Go! There is a heavy reward for killing him!"

Dozens of brocade-clothed guards, waving knives to meet Wang Yuanbao, not because the wealth is moving, but because they have no way to retreat, every time Wang Yuanbao punches out the sword, it is a dead move, greeting from the heart and lungs, and then it is an iron man, there is no possibility of survival.

Wang Yuanbao's eyes froze, these brocade-clothed guards must be quickly resolved, and now there is not much "snow" on the sword qi snowy mountain, and his fist intent has gradually begun to have a condensed feeling.

The thought innocent on his waist suddenly came out of the sheath, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the sword shot out like a thunderbolt, like a line, running through the brocade guards who rushed towards Wang Yuanbao, and blood gushed out, dyeing the brocade clothes on Guo Lingsong's body red.

The rest of the brocade guards hesitated, their courage completely collapsed at this time, they came for wealth and fame, and they completely worked hard for people, they couldn't do it, if they made people want more than life, then they could avoid the patient's inaction.

With a loud bang, a flying feather knife fell to the ground, and its owner had already run towards the Qingyun Pass.

Immediately followed by the sound of knives falling, since someone took the lead, if anyone does not escape, it is really stupid, the tree falls and scatters, and the catastrophe is coming, and they fly separately, this is what the people want.

Guo Lingsong scolded these cowards in his heart, but it could only be like this, he couldn't stop it, and even his own life and death were uncertain, and what he could do now was to concentrate on dealing with Wang Yuanbao.

Hands

The flying feather knife was thrown down, Guo Lingsong stretched his muscles and bones, and a crackling sound like popping beans sounded, the tight-fitting brocade robe was suddenly shattered, and his sturdy body was exposed to the night, glowing with bronze light.

Guo Lingsong's pressure box bottom depends, not the flying feather knife in his hand, but his iron armor horizontal kung fu, this is the body kung fu he has been practicing since he was a child, and he has escaped death several times on the battlefield, beheaded and made meritorious contributions, all relying on this iron armor to practice kung fu.

Wang Yuanbao took back the sword of Si Wuxian and the blind swordsman Li Mubai, this is the least respected, since it is drawn, it will be solved in accordance with the rules of the rivers and lakes, even if Guo Lingsong tears his face first.

Wu Yun communicated with the awe-inspiring fist in the dantian of the Qi Mansion, and when the fist was swinged, he stared at Guo Lingsong, who seemed to be accumulating strength.

Catch the right fight, relying on not only strength and physical strength, the first move is extremely important, no one dares to move first, for fear of leaking a flaw, for the opponent to catch, catch the fight, it seems that a very small flaw is enough to put people to death.

This is the terrible thing about the warriors.

The pervasiveness of sword cultivation, the inch-gap between the soldiers and the martial arts, is the most difficult, but the young man in front of him is both, Guo Lingsong does not dare to act rashly, the martial arts of the soldiers are good to say, but the sword cultivation, he is extremely unsure, although his horizontal kung fu has been perfected, but the flying sword of the sword cultivation is still like tofu.

Wang Yuanbao and Guo Lingsong were in a stalemate.

The white of the fish belly in the sky began to disappear, and the faint morning light poked out of the darkness and reflected on Wang Yuanbao's face, although it was not very dazzling, but it was also a hindrance.

At this moment, Guo Ling loosened, like a galloping horse, rushing towards Wang Yuanbao, his elbow arm was like a battering ram, horizontal in front of his chest, this is his means of fame, don't say that it is a person, it is a cow and a horse to hit this elbow hammer, either dead or injured.

Wang Yuanbao did not dodge at all, swung his fist to meet him, the confrontation between the elbow hammer and the fist was only suitable for catching and fighting, and the victory or defeat was only a moment, and there was no fancy at all, it was a killing technique, as long as it was practical, it was not suitable for the battlefield, nor for the rivers and lakes.

Iron armor horizontal training is the most difficult, but after refining, the reliance is invulnerability, unless you find the cover door, otherwise even if you exhaust your strength, you can't hurt half a point of iron armor horizontal training.

But there are no absolutes, all the primates in the world are flesh and blood, even if there is no cover door, is there really no way?

The answer is no, one force will drop ten, even if it is a character who is trained horizontally, it is nonsense to meet absolute power.

Guo Lingsong is like this, stunned to look at Wang Yuanbao's fist on his chest, just wanted to speak, his throat was sweet, and blood gushed out of his mouth irrepressibly, which was also mixed with fine flesh and blood, Guo Lingsong knew that his heart and lungs had been smashed by Wang Yuanbao's punch, and with a bitter smile, Guo Lingsong fell down, he boasted that he had been crisscrossing the battlefield and the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, but now he gave a punch to a young man who did not know his name, also killed many scholars and officials who hindered King Zhao, and now, it can be regarded as atonement, people die like lights out, and the sins of the past can also be written off, Guo Lingsong smiled and closed his eyes.

Wang Yuanbao slowly retracted his fist, he was also uncomfortable, the power of the anti-shock of the iron armor horizontal training entered his chest, and the fist intent flowed and condensed, killing a thousand enemies and losing eight hundred, this sentence is good.

However, these Zhao Wang's guards are all dead, and he has no loss, Wang Yuanbao straightened out his condensed fist intent and was planning to return to Zhiluo Pavilion.

"Sure enough, it's a good means, Ying Outstanding Boy, it's just that you made a big fuss on our territory, leaving such a mess, and you want to leave like this, don't you think our family is muddy!"