Chapter 70: The Heroes Conference (Part II)

"Roar!"

The hideous horizontal flesh shook suddenly, and Darba roared, and a huge and heavy steel shovel slashed suddenly, with a fierce momentum and whirring wind.

Feet on the ground, avoiding its edge, the figure shook, drawing an afterimage, Yang Guan missed sideways, "Boom!" The ring shook, stone chips splashed everywhere, and the power of Darba's blow was really amazing.

A blow missed, Darba was not slow to react, the huge figure suddenly moved, and chased up, but it was flexible, and the steel shovel swept, "Woo!" The wind was fierce, and the shadow was like lightning, and it flashed.

"Hmph!" With a cold snort, Yang Guan's face was calm, his feet moved, the speed was extremely fast, the steel mace couldn't chase after him, and the afterimage drew half a circle of arcs, and the long sword stabbed obliquely, "Huh!" The sword light flashed, piercing through the space, and it came in an instant, pointing directly at the throat.

A fierce light flashed in Darba's eyes, and the swept steel mace suddenly retracted, retracting and releasing freely, without slowing down, slashing the long sword obliquely, wanting to force Yang Guan to hit hard.

"Woo!" The steel mace is fierce and huge, extremely fast, whining, the force is heavy, the long sword is weak and dangerous, and in an instant, the two are staggered.

"Hmm, no!" Darba's face changed, and all he hit was an afterimage, and suddenly, countless cold stars appeared in his field of vision, all of which were sword shadows, and he didn't know how many swords stabbed in an instant.

"Ahh

"Jingle Bell!"

Finally collided with the long sword, but the situation did not improve, Yang Guan's figure flickered, the speed was extremely fast, the long sword did not stagnate, and instantly stabbed out countless swords, and at the same time hit three inches on the handle of the stainless steel mace, which was its weak point, was hit by the long sword, and the fierce momentum was suddenly frustrated, and the strength of the stainless steel was greatly reduced.

Breaking its momentum, dissipating its strength, the next moment, the long sword was unhindered, and a sword struck the big hand holding the mace, "When!" The steel shovel landed, "Huh?" Darba still wanted to make a move, but found that the long sword stopped on his throat at some point, too fast, and Darba Kenben didn't notice it.

"Fatty, you've lost!" smiled lightly, and Yang Guan said lightly.

"Okay, hahaha!"

"Who is this kid? So fast, so sharp swordsmanship, how come I've never seen it?"

"I don't know what to do, but since I can get Guo Daxia's invitation, I'm afraid it's not a small one. ”

······ The crowd cheered and discussed.

"Yang Guan!" One person in the crowd stared at Yang Guan on the stage, his eyes were full of resentment and murder, it was Yin Zhiping of the Quanzhen Sect, after that, he turned to Zhao Zhijing on the side and said fiercely: "Let's go, let's go and inform Uncle Hao, this time we will definitely capture this thief, if you help me this time, I will listen to you in the future." ”

"Okay, hahaha!" Zhao Zhijing said with a smile, and the two turned around and left.

On the stage, Darba was simply grinning: "I'm not your opponent, I admit defeat!"

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, a golden figure suddenly fell on the ring, but it was the Golden Wheel Dharma King, with cold wolf eyes, staring at Yang Guan and said: "The young man is really good at swordsmanship, good cultivation, since Darba has been defeated, let him step down." ”

"Hehe, let him step down or not, how to step down, it's up to me, not you!" I couldn't get used to the tone of King Jinlun's command, and said with a smile.

"You!" "You!" King Jinlun's eyes flashed with anger, and then he smiled angrily: "Hahaha, okay, sure enough, the hero is a young man, so bold, kind-hearted, I saw the young man's swordsmanship just now, and in the next moment, the skills are itchy, can you learn one or two?"

"Little Brother Yang has just resumed the war, why don't I want Your Excellency to have a try?" As soon as the voice arrived, the figure flickered, and Guo Jing landed on the stage and stood calmly in the middle.

"Huh!" As soon as the long sword was put away, Yang Guan stepped forward and chuckled: "King Jinlun, you came here today to compete for the master of the martial arts alliance, but you are not looking for a competition, just now your two disciples have been defeated, but you want to give up the competition?"

"Hehe, Huo Du won Lu Youjiao, and Zhu Ziliu didn't count the battles, and now it's only Darba who lost one game, one win and one loss, how can you admit defeat, or say, since you don't have the courage to compete, just ask Hong Qigong to come out and fight!"

"Hehe, Jinlun, I'm just afraid that after you fight with me, you won't be able to fight again, delaying the alliance leader's time to fight, but I didn't expect you to be a bad guy," Yang Guan's remarks just now were to induce him to fight with him, and at this moment, he was even more lured step by step.

The Golden Wheel Dharma King's Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong has been cultivated to the ninth level, and if he can fight him, it will undoubtedly be of great benefit to Yang Guan in cultivating the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong in the future.

Saying that, Yang Guan continued: "Besides, what kind of identity is Senior Hong, how can he fight with you, you just saw that Senior Hong was not present today and deliberately made things difficult and disrupted this heroic conference, Jinlun, Guo Daxia is a disciple of Senior Hong, which is enough to represent his old man, you can't even beat the disciple, how can you talk about Master Zhan?"

"What Little Brother Yang said is extremely true, King Jinlun, although Guo Mou's cultivation is not as good as that of the Seventh Prince, but it is enough to represent him, today you are here to fight for the position of the leader of the alliance, to fight or not to fight?" Guo Jing said in a deep voice.

This Yang Shaoxia's swordsmanship is exquisite, and Your Excellency's cultivation is profound, and it is a blessing to be able to fight with the two today, and let me try to compete with this Yang Shaoxia, and then compete with Your Excellency. ”

King Jinlun's calculations can not be described as refined, Guo Jing's cultivation is profound, and he wants to defeat with his strength, but he is not sure, so he retreats and seeks the second, attacking the prestige of the alliance leader, first fighting with Yang Guan, and then competing with Guo Jing, no matter who wins and who loses, he is the only one who wins the last one, after all, the alliance leader won by the wheel war is not glorious.

"Hehe, Jinlun, you will win me, right?" his eyes narrowed, Yang Guan said with a smile, what he wanted was this result, the premise of the Golden Wheel Dharma King's treacherous plan was that he had beaten himself, but was he easy to bully? Then he said loudly: "Okay, I promise you!"

"Brother Yang, you ····· Guo Jing said urgently.

"Hehe, Guo Daxia, rest assured, as long as I am not defeated, we will win this competition. Interrupting Guo Jing's words, Yang Guan smiled.

"Alas, okay!" Helpless, Guo Jing had to sigh bitterly, he didn't know the intentions of the Golden Wheel Dharma King, and although Yang Guan cultivated highly, it was so difficult to draw with the Golden Wheel Dharma King.

He didn't know what to do, Yang Guan had even secretly calculated against the masters of the late congenital stage, and the golden wheel that was still in the middle of the congenital stage at the moment had two words about the outcome or defeat.

"Brother Jing, what's the matter, why did you agree? In this way, even if you win the Golden Wheel after the last day, I am afraid that some people will say that it is disgraceful to win. Huang Rong saw Guo Jing coming back and asked urgently.

"Little Brother Yang agreed, but I couldn't!" Guo Jing said helplessly.

"Yang Guan!" Huang Rong looked thoughtful in her eyes, and said secretly: "I don't know the importance of him, is he really sure?"

"Hmph, I don't know how thick the sky is, how can the Golden Wheel Dharma King be so easy to deal with, he has to be ruined by him!" Guo Fu on the side said dissatisfiedly and coldly.

"Shut up! Little Brother Yang is also bent on helping, how can you talk nonsense, go back to the room. Guo Jing said angrily.

Guo Fu left, the atmosphere was a little heavy, and the little dragon girl on the side couldn't help but say softly: "At the foot of Huashan Mountain, Yang Guan was defeated by the exhaustion of his strength in the battle with Hong Qigong!"

"What?" Guo Jing, Zhu Ziliu and the others were shocked when they heard this, and they were defeated by exhaustion! It showed that Hong Qigong had nothing to do with him for a while, and everyone was shocked and looked at the ring.

On the ring, the battle opened, the figure flickered, the two fought very fast, the wind swept wildly, the Golden Wheel Dharma King set a set of dragon elephant boxing, extremely fierce, there seems to be a dragon-shaped energy between the fists and feet, the force is heavy, and there is the power of nine dragons and nine elephants between the hands and feet,

The sword qi flew horizontally, the sword qi was sharp and sharp, everything was broken, the sword shadows overlapped, the long sword rotated Yang Guan The speed of the sword was extremely fast, and the second layer of sword intent of Dugu was vividly exerted in his hands, the purple air in the center of his eyebrows was turning, his eyes were calm, and he was calm.

"Good swordsmanship, take me a move, the dragon elephant shakes the ground!" With a loud shout, the Golden Wheel Dharma King suddenly rose up, punched down, and pointed directly at Yang Guan.

"Roar······ "The Nine Dao Dragons are in the shape of energy, flying out, fierce and fierce, like the Nine Dao Evil Dragons, the evil qi is raging, surging down.

The stronger the enemy is, the stronger I am, the enemy is expected to be the first, there is no retreat, Yang Guan's eyes froze, but he went up, the long sword flashed a line of purple qi, and he shouted, "Breaking the air!"

Suddenly, the sword aura was cold, like a hurricane strangling upward.