Chapter Seventy-Two: The Golden Wheel Retreats

"Woohoo!"

The golden wheel is vertical and horizontal, the Taiji wheel rotates, the energy spreads, and the wisps of mist are like the yin and yang diagram of Taiji, like a huge swamp, and the galloping golden wheels fall into it one after another.

The expression was solemn, a trace of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the heat on his body was steaming, obviously the consumption was not small, and he could no longer maintain the fierce pursuit at the beginning.

"Boom!" kicked suddenly, the ring suddenly trembled, the thick bluestone slab shattered in an instant, splashing everywhere, the golden figure was like a golden thunder, flashing, there were nine dragon-shaped qi with it, fierce and surging, wanting to force Yang Guan to rescue the golden wheel with a punch, and shouted, "Break it for me!"

The rolling fist struck, the dragon-shaped qi was extremely fierce, seeing that the Tai Chi defense was in danger, his eyes were condensed, his figure was illusory, and several afterimages were drawn, and the long sword in his hand flashed away, and he quickly fell into the golden wheel one by one.

"Buzz!"

The six golden wheels let out a light roar, and the rotation speed, the golden wheel, which had gradually slowed down, suddenly accelerated, and the wheel blades were cold and sharp.

"Kill!" Yang Guan shouted, the long sword turned, and the six golden wheels were released, instantly turning into six streamers and flying out, with different trajectories, but at the same time pointing to the golden wheel's vital point.

"Haah!" drank in a deep voice, the eyes of the golden wheel were full of ferocity, a majestic momentum suddenly rose, and one after another innate Gang Qi spread all over the body, Gang Qi was like a dragon, like a swimming dragon body, the golden fist flashed, fierce as a dragon elephant crazy, heavy as Mount Tai pressed on the top, regardless of the direct attack on Yang Guan.

The golden wheel flew and attacked, and the body protection dragon had the potential to be defeated, but at this time, he saw the golden wheel reflexively palm, and the six golden wheels were taken into his hands one by one without resistance, and the body did not delay at all, and the majestic punch suddenly blasted out.

"Boom!"

The Tai Chi monster circle collapsed one by one, the mist wisps, the wind was wanton, and suddenly the air was chaotic, and the fist was like a spear, breaking through the chaotic clouds and mist, pointing directly at Yang Guan among them.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, a sword light stabbed from the right side, piercing the space, and it was in front of him in an instant, the Golden Wheel Dharma King looked awe-inspired, and he didn't have time to turn around and retract the fist that had been played, and his left palm passed through his armpit, and there was a golden light in the palm of his hand that rotated rapidly, and he met this sudden sword in one fell swoop.

"Ding!"

The sword light stabbed the flywheel, and the golden wheel in the palm of the palm was stunned, and then suddenly spun up, and the two faced each other, and the purple sword and the golden light flywheel were indistinguishable for a while.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, the line of purple qi on the long sword dissipated, and a cold black gas spread, quickly extended, and entered the flywheel, and suddenly the golden wheel stagnated, as if frozen, and the long sword instantly detached, staggered the golden wheel, and the tip of the sword rose and pointed directly at the throat of the Golden Wheel Dharma King.

Sen Hanzhi's cold sword qi struck, Jin Lun's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly turned sideways, only to withdraw half of his fist, regardless of the injury, he slammed into Yang Guan's head, and shouted, "Die!"

The golden true qi gushed out, the momentum was surging, fierce, the fist was rolling, there was no time to dodge, the long sword was decisively stabbed into the chest of the Golden Wheel Dharma King, and at the same time, the left hand was out of the palm, soft and weak, but it was secretly surging, Wudang Mianzhang.

"Whew!"

"Boom!"

Yang Guan's whole person retreated quickly, Wudang Mianzhang guided the momentum, and the fierce strength was introduced into the ring under his feet, and a series of broken footprints were stepped out of the bluestone slab under his feet, and cracks were born on the thick bluestone slabs.

"Dang!"

When the dust settled, a long sword fell on the ring, and the Golden Wheel Dharma King's face turned red, covering his left chest, staring at Yang Guan fiercely, and drops of blood flowed out from between his fingers.

Yang Guan on the side, panting, a touch of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, his face was pale, there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, there was still a pool of blood on the floor in front of him, it was he who had just spit it out, the left hand behind his back was constantly trembling, and he couldn't use the slightest strength.

"Whoosh!"

Several figures flew into the ring, it was Guo Jing and the others, Xiaolongnu hurriedly stepped forward to support Yang Guan, and there was concern in her eyes.

"Whew! I'm fine, cough cough!" Yang Guan exhaled a breath of turbidity, opened his mouth, coughed slightly as he spoke, straightened up, his eyes were bright, and he was not affected by the injury at all.

"King Jinlun, you have been seriously injured, and the position of the leader of the alliance is hopeless, why don't you retreat?" Guo Jing said in a deep voice, it stands to reason that Jinlun has been injured and should have been slapped to death with one palm, but Guo Jing has concerns, worried that Jinlun's death will lead to a more ferocious Mongolian offensive, and Xiangyang City will be difficult to defend.

"Ahem, okay, good, sure enough, the hero is a young man, the poor monk remembers you, fight again that day, go!" coughing up a trace of blood, Jin Lun's eyes were full of coldness, and he grinned, and the yellow figure flashed, and Jin Lun left with Huo Du and others.

"Hehe, the golden wheel is leisurely, the dragon elephant is not good at practicing, maybe it will die violently one day, then there will be no other day!"

The figure was stunned, but he didn't expect Yang Guan to know so much about the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong, the golden wheel kept leaving quickly, and at the same time came an extremely confident word, saying: "No one in the Great Snow Temple can practice the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong to the ninth level, but I have practiced it!"

Hearing this, Yang Guan smiled lightly, stopped speaking, took out the Big Bear Pill from his arms and took it, and the cool medicine ran all over his body to heal his injuries.

"Ha Lu haha! Okay, this Yang Shaoxia is really powerful, and his swordsmanship is so clever, I am afraid that no one can match it in today's martial arts!"

"Tsk, I didn't expect Jinlun to be defeated by Yang Guan's sword, amazing!"

······ Jinlun retreated in defeat, and the masters of the rivers and lakes in the audience cheered and discussed, but it was a bit exaggerated, Yang Guan and Jinlun Dharma King were both defeated and did not defeat him.

"Brother Yang, today is thanks to you!" Guo Jing said happily, said and pulled Yang Guan off the stage, and then said: "I will arrange a room for you, but your injuries cannot be delayed." ”

"Thank you, thank you! Hehe, Guo Daxia has won the award, even if there is no Yang Guan today, with Guo Daxia's cultivation, the Golden Wheel Dharma King is not worried. Yang Guan was humble as he walked and thanked him.

A few people talked, came to the back hall, settled Yang Guan and the others, Guo Jing told Yang Guan to heal well, and left.

In the room, Xiaolongnu sat quietly at the table, looking at Yang Guan who was healing, she couldn't help but be in a daze, and she didn't know what she was thinking in her little head.

On the couch, Yang Guan sat cross-legged, a wisp of purple qi appeared and disappeared from time to time in the center of his eyebrows, his mind was immersed in his body, and the pure yang purple qi was used to regulate the injury, and the cool medicinal power was quickly absorbed, and the injury in the body was gradually stabilized.

In the battle with Jinlun, most of the injuries in Yang Guan's body came from the last blow of Jinlun, that punch was really fierce, majestic, although Wudang Mianzhang was exquisite, but it was still shocked to hurt the viscera, fortunately, it was not very serious, and it was good to recuperate for a few days, while Jinlun was stabbed by Yang Guan's sword, although it did not hurt the vital point, but it could not be healed in a moment.

The mind sank into the dantian, the purple rhyme curled, one black and one yellow, the two internal qi were separated on both sides, and the cold and black internal qi of the Xuan Ming was shrinking a lot at the moment.

Since he has three internal qi, Yang Guan has been thinking about how to use it in turn during the competition, these days, the Xuanming internal qi and the Jiuyang internal qi have grown a lot, but they can be used, the first time they are used, the effect is not bad, and the golden wheel was caught off guard.

The pure yang purple qi slowly retracted, returned to the dantian, and the Xuanming cold qi rose, running along the Yin and cold meridians, and after running for three weeks, the Xuanming cold qi gradually calmed and recovered.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the door was suddenly opened, and several Taoist priests entered the room, and the leader was Hao Datong, the seventh son of Quanzhen.

"Zhiping, is that the thief him?" Hao Datong stared at Yang Guan who was exercising, a trace of caution flashed in his eyes, and asked Yin Zhiping.

"Who are you?" said the little dragon girl coldly.

"Miss Long, why are you here?" Yin Zhiping's face was happy, then his face changed, and he said in surprise, and then hurriedly said to Hao Dadao: "Yes, it's him, it's like this on Nanshan at the end of the day..." ”

"Whew!"

Suddenly, a sword light came to interrupt his words, Xiaolongnu's face was cold, staring at Yin Zhiping, her eyes were full of murderous energy, Zhongnan Mountain was almost defiled by this person, and she wanted to kill him at this moment.

"Dang!"

Hao Datong blocked the sword of Xiaolongnu with a sword, and said in a deep voice: "Dragon girl, do you have a misunderstanding with Zhiping?"

"Get out of the way!" The white shadow floated, the little dragon girl was extremely fast, and the long sword stabbed at Yin Zhiping, killing more than once.

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