Chapter Seventy-Seven: Yang Guo Fights Huodu

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"Boom" Yang Guo smashed his sword on Huo Du's iron fan, and with a bang, he felt extremely happy. β”ŸTo read the book w(w[w<

"Hmm, poof" Huo Du only felt a huge force coming from the iron fan, and the powerful force shook his palm, and he almost threw the iron fan out, and Huo Du took a few steps backwards, and his body hit the pillar next to the ring before stopping.

"Bastard, you dare to yin me!" Huo Du stared at Yang Guo with a bloodshot at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes showed a trace of murderous intent.

"Hey boy, you didn't say anything, you want me to make ten moves, what...... Do you want to regret it?" Yang Guo looked at Huo Du playfully.

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Looking at Yang Guo and Huo Du on both sides of the stage, the Central Plains Qunhao was full of pride, looking at our Central Plains martial arts where a swordsman of the age of a weak crown could directly kill their Mongolian first-class masters, everyone selectively ignored Yang Guo's original strength.

"Hmph, even if your kung fu is good, this king said that you can ...... ten moves" Huo Du shouted angrily.

"#Β₯%......" King Jinlun suddenly interrupted Huo Du's words when he heard Huo Du's angry remarks, and pointed out in Mongolian.

Huo Du's face was solemn, he listened attentively for two sentences, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he looked at Yang Guo with confidence, and said, "Little rabbit cub, let's shoot!"

Listening to Huo Du's words, Yang Guo's eyes rolled and suddenly thought of a bad idea, his arrogant horizontal sword pointed at Huo Du, and scolded: "Who is the little rabbit scolding?!"

"Little rabbit cub scolds you!" Huo Du saw that Yang Guo was so arrogant, and he was naturally angry in his heart, and blurted out the words before he could think of them. β”’ To read the book β•ͺβ•ͺβ•žwγ€”w(wγ€Š.( One kans