The Yellow River Gang, a man and a woman appeared at the door.

It is Dugu Kang and Yinling.

Dugu Kang said loudly: "The younger generation Dugu seeks defeat, and I am willing to ask the ancestor of the Yellow River for advice, seek the true meaning of martial arts, and wish the seniors to teach me!"

"What kid, you dare to provoke in front of my Yellow River Gang, isn't this looking for death!"

"Dugu seeks defeat, as soon as he hears the name, he is a barbarian!"

"Barbarians don't understand etiquette, they bark like dogs!"

"It's a pity, at a young age, I'm going to die at the bottom of the Yellow River and feed the fish!"

The guards at the door, you and I said every word, and there was a lot of sarcasm and ridicule in your words.

Dugu Kang stood at the door, as if he hadn't heard those ridicules, just stood at the door, without a word, without a trace of expression, like a wood carving clay sculpture.

When you reach the innate realm, no matter how much penance you do, behind closed doors, there is no use at all. Only by going to heaven and earth, learning from all walks of life in the world, and having an epiphany, can we improve our strength. And the old gang leader of the Yellow River Gang is an old congenital martial artist, and it has been more than 30 years since he entered the congenital.

And this time, Dugu Kang went to the Yellow River Gang to challenge this strong man.

"The younger generation Dugu seeks defeat, and is willing to ask the ancestor of the Yellow River for advice, seek the true meaning of martial arts, and wish the seniors to teach him!" Dugu Kang said again, but this time he used sound wave power, and he could hear the Tao within a radius of ten miles.

The voice is not high, but it is like it is speaking in the ear.

Immediately, the originally calm Yellow River Gang was like a drop of spark into the oil pot and boiled.

"Innate Martial Artist, here!"

"Innate martial artist, when it comes to my Yellow River Gang, I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse?"

Soon, within a stick of incense, the helmsmen of the Yellow River Gang, the hall masters, the incense masters, and the Dharma protectors appeared at the door one after another, with a vigilant face. Ordinary martial artists are ignorant and fearless, and they don't know the strength of innate martial artists, and the stronger their strength, the more they know the horror of innate martial artists.

In particular, the young man in front of him is just a weak crown, and he is a milky person, but his martial arts attainments are far beyond the many martial artists present. What's even more terrifying is that he is very young, but he is weak.

Being young is the greatest capital of a martial artist.

Punch the teenager!

Between the ages of fifteen and thirty-five, the qi and blood are vigorous, and it is the golden period of a martial artist's cultivation. After the age of thirty-five, the qi and blood decayed, and most of the warriors advanced slowly, or stopped, and even began to decline.

And those little minions who originally mocked Dugu Kang were scared.

This young master is a big man, but they are sarcastic and sarcastic, isn't this looking for death!

These little minions are uneasy in their hearts and deeply afraid of their ambitions.

It's just that Dugu Kangli didn't pay attention to it, Canglong didn't dance with the ants, how could Canglong care about the provocation of the ants, and said: "I Dugu is seeking defeat, and I am willing to ask the ancestor of the Yellow River for advice!"

"Haha, the old man is willing to fight with Xiaoyou!"

An old man dressed in coarse cloth and looking like an old peasant walked out. This old man is very ordinary, walking on the street, belonging to passer-by A and passer-by B, but at this moment, the Yellow River Gang is looking at this old man in awe, this is the old gang leader.

In one fell swoop, the great cause of the Yellow River Gang was laid down, in black and white, in the people, and in the officialdom, all of which were mixed like a fish in water.

"Thank you seniors, for your advice!"

"I can't talk about teaching, it's just a competition!" said the Yellow River Ancestor with a smile, "Back then, the old man was far inferior to you." I really envy young people! Little friend, if you are interested, you can go to the martial arts arena to compete!"

"It's better to be respectful than to obey, please!"

"Please!"

Saying that, the two, one after the other, entered the Yellow River Gang.

Both of them are innate martial artists, so naturally they can't be like the street **, they can't go directly to fight and fight, more in a hidden place, they have retired disciples, servants, and subordinates, and there are no outsiders present, only two people left. In this way, we can enjoy learning and fighting.

In this way, even if you lose, you will not be ashamed.

After all, this competition is more about finding one's own shortcomings and breaking the bottleneck, not for making a name for oneself, not for life and death!

In an enclosed arena, various weapons are placed.

"Little friend, why don't you let my few disciples who are not successful watch the battle between you and me, and have a long experience, what do you think?" said the Yellow River Ancestor with a smile.

"One qiē follow the predecessors!" Dugu Kang said.

The ancestor of the Yellow River said with a smile: "The old man is in his fifties this year, and he has no more years to live. But when the old man goes, you may not be able to hold down the field. On weekdays, there is no one in your eyes, now let you see what martial arts are!"

"Thank you, Master!"

The descendants said in unison.

"Little friend, is it a sword competition, or a fist and kick competition?" said the Yellow River Ancestor.

"I'm not familiar with my fists and feet, so let's try the sword!" Dugu Kang said.

As he spoke, Dugu Kang's arm shook, and the Qingfeng Sword behind him fell into his hand, and he arched his hand: "This sword is called Qingfeng Sword, may the seniors teach me!"

At this time, several family members carried a large knife and stepped forward. This knife is simple and ordinary, like the most ordinary knife in general. There is nothing surprising, but I can feel it carefully, but I feel that the knife body is full of evil energy, and many strong enemies are damaged under this knife.

When a knife kills too many strong enemies and is dyed with too much evil energy, even if it is extremely ordinary, it is also a famous knife!

The famous sword is not touted, but rendered with the blood of the enemy.

The ancestor of the Yellow River clenched the handle of the knife with one hand, leaned the back of the knife on his shoulder, and said: "This knife, called the Hundred Battles Knife, is willing to learn from Xiaoyou!"

"I have only practiced three swords in my life, called the Three Swords of Wind and Thunder!" Dugu Kang said, the long sword in his hand shook, and he stabbed towards the Yellow River Ancestor.

"Thirteen slashes of the Yellow River!"

The Yellow River Ancestor moved with his footsteps, his arms also moved, and the long knife slashed and slashed, like the water of the Yellow River, swept down from the Nine Heavens.

The swords collide, just a little touch, and they quickly separate.

"The wind is thundering!"

"Wind and thunder!"

"Wind and Thunder Kill!"

At this moment, Dugu Kang is the first time to fight against an innate martial artist, without any reservations, he goes all out and fights with all his might.

In the world, there is no shortage of strong people, who can enter the innate realm, they are all the best among the martial artists, and there is no room for a trace of contempt, and a trace of contempt is equivalent to giving away one's life.

And Dugu Kang's tricks are also very simple, with only three moves.

Back and forth, it is a three-move attack, simple and direct, without cumbersome changes, some are just as fast as the wind, and as devastating as thunder and lightning.

And the ancestor of the Yellow River, the hundred battle knives in his hands waved, and the knives were cut, like the water of the Yellow River, rushing and impacting. Between the movement of the knife, it is endless, without a single flaw, and the killing power is overwhelming, like a sea swept.

The sword wind flashed, the sword light was huo, the murderous spirit was soaring, and the fighting spirit was lingering!

Soon, twenty moves passed, and the two were evenly matched!

Dugu Kang felt a little pressure.

In the past, when fighting with Khitan masters, it was mostly easy and freehand, and between a few moves, the enemy was killed in seconds.

But at this moment, there are more than 20 moves that can't tell the winner.

The Yellow River Ancestor knife technique is varied, sometimes violent, sometimes soft, sometimes fast, sometimes weird. A knife, in his hand, has many changes, between changes, like an antelope hanging horns.

The knife technique is not ostentatious, but it is murderous.

The slightest negligence may be planted here.

The ginger is still old and spicy, and the predecessors really have something unique!

And the ancestor of the Yellow River was also surprised: "I still underestimated this young man, thinking that he had just been promoted to congenital and inexperienced, but I didn't expect that he actually reached this realm.

The Yellow River Ancestor was surprised in his heart, but his hands did not relax in the slightest, and his sword technique became sharper.

It's hard to be strong just behind closed doors!

Only by constantly learning from each other, colliding with each other, and constantly sharpening oneself, can we go further!

The path of a warrior, how far you can go depends on how strong the whetstone is.

In the world, there is no shortage of first-class exercises, nor is there a lack of people who study hard and practice hard, but many martial artists are difficult to reach the pinnacle, because there is no strong opponent, lack of whetstone sharpening, and limited growth!

"Little friend, let's decide the outcome with one move! Jiuqu Yellow River east to the sea, waves hit the sky and fight for thousands of miles!"

The Yellow River Ancestor retreated, retreating more than a dozen steps away, the true qi in his body surged, and the bones on his body made a crisp sound, as if a tiger and leopard were roaring, and a huge thunder was roaring.

"Haw Par Thunder Yin!"

The warriors watching the battle immediately exclaimed, at this moment, their master made a real move, and there was no trace of reservation.

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