Yang Xiao was horrified in his heart, knowing that if he was caught up by Song Qingshu at this time, he would be unlucky, and his body was even faster, floating into the distance like a white line. It's just that at this time, it is no better than when he was in the mountains and forests, in this flat area, he wants to run through the white clouds, unless the sun comes out from the west!

The four hooves of the white clouds flew over, and in a few ups and downs, they had already rushed behind Yang Xiao, and Song Qingshu probed with a spear, and stabbed forward with a strong Jiuyang true qi.

Yang Xiao felt the spear behind him, his heart was cold, this shot was much stronger than the one that hit him hard, such a shot, even if he encountered it in his heyday, he was never lucky, not to mention that he was seriously injured today.

"That's it, it seems that I, Yang Xiao, am destined to die here today. Yang Xiao sighed in his heart, and thought that he would never see Ji Xiaofu and Yang Buregret again, and his face was like ashes, and his heart was miserable, only to feel that the greatest misfortune in the world was nothing more than this.

At this moment, Yang Xiao's heart suddenly moved, and a set of palm techniques that had already been practiced purely but had not been able to grasp the essence were involuntarily displayed!

Frightened, worried, making something out of nothing, dragging mud and water, wandering in the empty valley, powerless, walking dead, soulless, perverse, forgetting to sleep and eat, lonely shadow, drinking and hating, six gods are restless, desperate, colorless, thinking about wrong, and stunned.

A series of palm techniques roared towards Song Qingshu, and his blood sea artistic conception couldn't help but carry a trace of inexplicable artistic conception! Song Qingshu was shocked in his heart, only to feel that this set of palm techniques suddenly performed by Yang Xiao was very exquisite, and the power was extremely great, even compared to the eighteen palms of the dragon descending, it was also superior. It carries an inexplicable artistic conception, which makes people sink into it unconsciously, and is controlled everywhere!

What kind of palm technique is this? Song Qingshu was shocked in his heart, the spear swung sharply, and Su Qin carried the sword on his back! Once again, he fused his luck and artistic conception into one, and with the help of the spear, there seemed to be a crisp sound in the void. Yang Xiao spit out a mouthful of blood from the sky, and the inexplicable artistic conception could no longer be maintained, so he staggered back two steps and fell to the ground.

In the end, he was seriously injured, although his palm technique was exquisite, how could he resist Song Qingshu's full force! Song Qingshu fused the power of Eryang at this time, and his strength was more than double that of his heyday.

Song Qingshu snorted coldly, and without hesitation, the spear stabbed Yang Xiao's throat. Although Yang Xiao's palm technique was exquisite, he was not surprised. How many exquisite martial arts are there in the world? Don't say it's him, even Old Man Jin may not know all the ways.

There is no strongest martial arts in the world, only the strongest people, and if his Jiuyang Divine Skill is cultivated to the peak, he will never lose to any of the world's Divine Skills! Killing Yang Xiao at this time is the main task, and the rest will be talked about later!

"Huh?" An exclamation suddenly sounded in his ears, and then Song Qingshu felt that the spear that was about to pierce Yang Xiao's throat was blocked by a huge force, and he couldn't stab it any longer, and as soon as the huge force was shocked, he couldn't help but retreat backwards, that is, the white cloud under his crotch, and couldn't help but take two steps back.

A Taoist priest suddenly appeared in front of Song Qingshu's eyes, just between him and Yang Xiao. The Taoist priest was about fifty or sixty years old, with slightly gray sideburns and hair, but his face was delicate, and it was obvious that he must have been a romantic figure when he was young.

At this time, he is a little older, although he is a little old, but he is a little more mature, and if such a demeanor is seen by those ladies who are like wolves and tigers, they will definitely flock to it!

The Taoist priest's face was slightly solemn, a little surprised, and said lightly: "Gloomy Ecstasy Palm, who are you Yang Guo?"

Yang Xiao was taken aback, his eyes carefully glanced at the Taoist priest's face, and then he said respectfully: "Yang Guo is an ancestor, I don't know who the predecessor is, how to know the name of the Taoist ancestor." ”

"Ancestor, are you Yang Guo's grandson? Well, too, this extreme and infatuated character is exactly the same as Yang Guo. The Taoist priest smashed his mouth, his eyes showed a hint of complexity, and he sighed a little, "I didn't expect that Yang Guo's kid to even have such a grandson, time flies so fast." ”

Yang Xiao and Song Qingshu's hearts were shocked at the same time, listening to this meaning, this Taoist priest actually knew Yang Guo? And he was a figure of the same period as him? Song Qingshu's heart was shocked, just now this Taoist priest said that he was ecstatic, and said Yang Guo, if he didn't guess wrong, this Yang Guo must be the protagonist of luck in the Condor period.

It's just that at least a hundred years have passed since the Condor period, and how is it possible to say that this Taoist priest is a figure of the same period as Yang Guo? Could it be that he can live for hundreds of years?

Yang Xiao's eyes showed a hint of understanding, he got up and saluted the Taoist priest, his expression was even more respectful, and asked, "Aren't the seniors familiar with the ancestors?"

"Acquaintance? The Taoist priest chuckled, didn't explain much, and said indifferently: "Since you are Yang Guo's grandson, you have some relationship with me, you can go." I already know about you and Song Qingshu. The reason is just because of Ji Xiaofu, but in this matter, Song Qingshu's role is really limited. but at your wrath. This matter is to be stopped, and you must not provoke each other in the future, how about it?"

After the Taoist priest finished speaking, he looked at the two of them at the same time, Song Qingshu's face changed slightly, his character has always been that if people don't offend me, I won't offend anyone, if people offend me, I will offend people. He asked himself if he was not at fault in Ji Xiaofu's matter, it was all this Yang Xiao who came to the door by himself, and he didn't have anything to do.

If it weren't for this Taoist priest coming today, he would definitely have to pay an astonishing price, how would he be willing to let Yang Xiao go at this time! It's just that this Taoist priest has a kindness that is almost life-saving to him, and at this time, the Taoist priest raised this matter, but he couldn't refuse.

Seeing that his face was gloomy, the Taoist priest was silent, sighed lightly at the moment, and said with a smile: "I know that you have been wronged in this matter, but don't you also take this opportunity to break through the realm of the two yangs." If there is no such thing, if you want to break through the realm of the two yangs, it will take at least a year or two, so it can be seen that every peck, drink, peck, and every file has a destiny. How about giving Lao Dao a face?"

The Taoist priest has said it to this point, and it can be regarded as enough to give Song Qing a written word. If he insists on killing Yang Xiao again, he will not know how to lift. You must know that this Taoist priest is a master of the Grandmaster, and if he wants to save Yang Xiao, what can he do? After all, the Taoist priest waved his hand, and he was ashes.

"Strength determines everything! This Yang Xiao is really good enough, he is Yang Guo's grandson, this can meet old friends! It seems that if people want to be awesome, the easiest way is to find a good backer!" Song Qingshu smiled bitterly and thought secretly.

Now that the matter has come to this, Song Qingshu is also a decisive person, he cleaned up his mood at the moment, and said lightly: "Since the seniors have come to this point, the juniors should obey their orders, as long as Yang Zuo does not come to find trouble in the future, the previous things will be written off!"

"Okay!" the Taoist priest responded and turned his gaze to Yang Xiao.

Yang Xiao's face was a little hesitant. In fact, how could he not know that he was indeed a little angry when he found Song Qingshu for Ji Xiaofu's matter, but he was as proud as he was, how could he admit that he was wrong?

Facing Yang Xiao, the Taoist priest obviously had no patience for Song Qingshu, and seeing that he was still hesitant, he didn't want to stop. Immediately, he was furious in his heart, slapped Yang Xiao in the face, pulled him out of the body seven or eight meters away, and scolded: "Stupid! Originally, you didn't have anything to do, but at this time, you didn't know that you would accept it when you saw it, Yang Guo was smart, how could you give birth to such a fool!"

Lao Tzu gave you face, so I asked your opinion, you really regard you as a character, even Yang Guo has to call me Uncle here! What kind of thing are you! Go back and tell Yang Guo, and say that it was my Situ Zhong who said it, if you dare to trouble Song Qingshu again, Lao Tzu will break your legs!"