On the thirty-sixth hole, everyone on the seventy-two islands saw that Sikong Xuan actually knew him, and immediately they did not doubt him, and were convinced of the identity of the visitor.

Yang Guo smiled and said: "Leader Sikong, you haven't answered my question yet."

Sikong Xuan's heart trembled, his face suddenly changed and he said: "Back to Young Master Yang, I just want to get rid of the poison of the life and death talisman on my body, I have no other thoughts."

He didn't want to offend Yang Guo, and he didn't want to offend any of his comrades.

Yang Guo did not ask him again, but glanced at the cave masters lightly. The island master said: "Today, I, Yang Guo, as the head of the Xiaoyao Sect, will protect the Lingjiu Palace. It's not too late for you to lay down your weapons and surrender now. If

When the other eight maids from Lingjiu Palace come back, even if you want to leave, it will be too late!"

After hearing Yang Guo's words, the expressions of everyone present changed drastically, and the crowd began to become restless.

Murong Fu, on the other hand, had a gloomy look on his face. He had finally led the group of cave masters and island masters to attack the mountain. If he was scared away by Yang Guo, what prestige would Murong Fu have in the world in the future?

If these cave masters and island masters don’t understand the life and death talisman on their bodies, how can he conquer them?

When he thought of this, a coldness flashed in his eyes. Just when Murong Fu was about to say something, he suddenly heard a cold and arrogant voice coming from behind him: "What a loud tone. Zhuo is not talented. I want to show you to your Excellency."

Ask for advice!”

While they were talking, they saw an old man in his fifties wearing a green shirt, with a long beard and a delicate face walking over. Boss Wu and others recognized him as the man with a sharp sword who claimed to be the "Sword God".

Master of the sect, extraordinary.

Yang Guo's eyes narrowed slightly and he looked at the person who came, and then he thought that his surname was Zhuo, and he guessed his identity.

However, he sneered at the self-proclaimed "Sword God". In Yang Guo's opinion, anyone who could bear the name of Sword God, even if he was not Dugu Qiubai back then, would never have his turn.

"Then please!"

After looking at Zhuo Bufan, Yang Guo just smiled lightly.

Zhuo Bufan seemed to have sensed the contempt in the other party's eyes, and a hint of displeasure flashed in his heart. However, seeing that Boss Wu and others seemed to be very afraid of him, he did not care. He immediately unsheathed his sword, with a flash of cold light, and the blade stood upright.

, and slashed down on Yang Guo's head.

However, just as Zhuo Bufan moved, Yang Guo's figure disappeared instantly. The next moment, a ghostly figure appeared in front of Zhuo Bufan. Before he could react, the Taiyuan point on his right wrist was pressed.

A strong gust of wind blew by, and his arm went numb immediately, and the five fingers holding the sword hilt loosened.

Before the long sword fell to the ground, it was caught by a hand with the blade turned upside down, followed by a palm strike on Zhuo Bufan's left shoulder. His breath was stagnant in his chest, and he took six or seven steps back with a red face.

Only then could he stand still.

The next moment, Yang Guo was back where he was, but with a long sword in his hand.

Everyone in the hall was in an uproar. They had certainly seen Zhuo Bufan's power, but they didn't want Yang Guo to take the sword away from him just after meeting him. They thought to themselves, indeed, there is no false scholar despite his great reputation.

Suddenly, everyone became even more afraid of Yang Guo.

This made Murong Fu, who originally wanted to take action, feel a little less confident.

Zhuo Bufan's face was very ugly, and he said with reluctance in his eyes: "You won by relying on your physical skills, I feel inferior to you!"

Yang Guo couldn't help but smile, then threw the sword back to him and said softly: "Please continue your performance!"

Zhuo Bufan took the long sword, not daring to be careless anymore. He straightened the long sword, and a half-foot-long green light suddenly appeared on the tip of the sword.

More than ten people in the crowd exclaimed in unison: "Sword radiance, sword radiance!"

The sword light stretched and contracted like a long snake. Zhuo Bufan showed a ferocious smile and took a breath of Qi from his dantian. The green light suddenly grew and stabbed towards Yang Guo's chest.

Seeing the bright green light on Zhuo Bufan's sword, Yang Guo did not dare to look down upon it. He held the scabbard with his left hand and trembled slightly. The Junzi Sword immediately flew out and was caught firmly by his right hand. He then poured his true energy into the sword body, and then

The hair arrived first and pierced Zhuo Bufan's sword light.

clang!

A sound of gold and iron striking each other echoed throughout the hall. The tip of the Junzi Sword in Yang Guo's hand was pressed against the green light. It was difficult to make an inch forward, but Zhuo Bufan's sword light was like substance. This sword stabbed

It was so sharp that if it had not been a gentleman's sword but an ordinary weapon, it would have been damaged long ago.

Zhuo Bufan's face changed with shock, and he thought: "I accidentally obtained the sword scripture left by my predecessor in Changbai Mountain. I have been practicing hard for thirty years. How can I have any rival in this world? And since I condensed this sword light, I have been invincible. Unexpectedly, today

How could it be natural to be blocked by a child holding a sword?"

Yang Guo kept channeling his true energy into the sword body, but he didn't expect that the Junzi Sword still couldn't penetrate the opponent's sword tip. He was even more curious about the opponent's martial arts that condensed the light of the sword.

However, he had never lost in terms of internal strength. Immediately, the Nine Yang Qi in his dantian surged like a sea tide and continued to move toward the tip of the sword. In an instant, Zhuo Bufan's arms began to tremble uncontrollably.

Yang Guo swung his sword, and his sword flew out and fell into Yang Guo's hand again.

And when the long sword left his hand, the green sword light also disappeared.

Yang Guo held Zhuo Bufan's sword and looked at it for a moment, and then he threw it with his backhand. The sword flew towards the opponent and penetrated the stone bricks on the ground in front of him for more than a foot, leaving only half of the sword body and the hilt shaking slightly.

Zhuo Bufan was horrified at the moment, knowing that he was really defeated. Even if he used the sword light, he was no match for the young man in front of him, and there was a huge difference in internal strength between the two.

Seeing that Zhuo Bufan was defeated, Murong Fu glanced at Boss Wu and the others, and saw that they had plans to retreat in their eyes. He looked at Yang Shiguo again. Apart from the women in yellow shirts from the Juntian tribe behind him, he was the only one.

Experts, but on the other hand, there are hundreds of people on my side. Why not take this opportunity to incite everyone to take action to get rid of this serious problem?

When he thought of this, Murong Fu had a smile on his face.

He immediately stood up and said: "Everyone here is a prominent figure in the world. Now that we are attacking Lingjiu Palace, we only want to protect ourselves and have no intention of invading. Now we will stop this person indiscriminately. If everyone

If you are scared away like this, not only will you not be able to save your life in a year, but you will also be disgraced in this martial arts world and will never be able to hold your head up again!"

After hearing this, Yang Guo looked at Murong Fu with a bit of teasing in his eyes. He knew exactly what the other person had in mind.

Wang Yuyan stood aside, seeing her cousin offending Yang Guo so much, she felt worried. What would happen if she offended Yang Guo?

Wu Boss and others already had some fear in their hearts, but after hearing Murong Fu's words, they felt that it was very reasonable. They could give up their face, but could they also give up their own lives?

Duanmu Yuan, who was already unhappy with Yang Guo, asked, "According to Master Murong's words, what should we do?"

Murong Fu smiled slightly and faced Yang Guo and said: "Even though Yang Shaoxia has unparalleled martial arts skills, there is still only one person who can't beat four hands with two fists. And there are at least 300 people like us. If we attack in groups, Yang Shaoxia can still block it."

? I’m afraid not necessarily!”

After talking about it, there was a trace of disdain in his eyes and he shook his head repeatedly.


Chapter completed!