After untiing the acupoints for the Emei disciples, he saw Master Miejue's gloomy face. Yang Guo hurriedly held the Yitian Sword in his hand and presented it with it.

"Master, I have many offenses, I hope to forgive you. I will give you this precious sword back!"

Master Mie Jue restrained the cold light in his eyes, snorted coldly, and took back the Yitian Sword.

It is strange that she has always hated anyone related to the Ming Cult. Yang Guo is so helping the Ming Cult today and is against the six major sects. She should have wanted to drink blood and eat meat, but for some reason, this boy is so enemies of her, but she has no urge to kill the other party, but she feels anger in her heart.

Rather than being afraid of the power and martial arts behind the other party, she would rather appreciate Yang Guo, because she had no prejudice against him and could forgive him even if she was an enemy of herself.

However, this is also based on the premise that Yang Guo did not associate with the Ming Cult, otherwise she would never forgive the other party like this.

"Young Master Yang, Poon Ni sells you a little face today. Let's spare these demons of the Demon Sect for the time being, but I also hope that you will keep yourself clean and not be in harmony with the devil and destroy your future."

Master Mie Jue looked at everyone in Ming Cult coldly and looked at Yang Guo, with a tone of advice.

Yang Guo bowed his hand and said, "Thank you, Master, I'll save you!"

He really didn't expect that Master Mie Jue would give him face like this, and he was overjoyed and called himself a junior, which was enough to give him the other side.

Master Mie Jue nodded slightly and retreated with satisfaction.

And those Emei disciples also walked behind Master Miejue and stood there.

Seeing that Emei had also withdrawn from this battle, the other five factions were surprised. Now only Wudang faction did not take action.

Song Yuanqiao and his junior brother Yu Lianzhou looked at each other. It was obvious that the brothers and brothers had already discussed it. They saw the eldest disciple of Wudang Song Yuanqiao step forward a few steps and clasped their fists and said, "Young Master Yang, Song Yuanqiao in Wudang, this is a polite person!"

When Yang Guo heard that it was Wudang, he hurriedly replied, "It turns out it is Daxia Song, who has long admired Daqi!"

He had a good impression of Wudang. In addition to the chivalrous style of Wudang, his hometown in his previous life was also at the foot of Wudang Mountain. He was also full of yearning for this sect that has been passed down from ancient times to the present.

To be ashamed, he didn't have the opportunity to visit Wudang in his previous life. Now he has come to this martial arts world, even if he doesn't want to ask Zhang Sanfeng for advice on boxing, he can't say that he wants to go to Wudang Mountain to take a look.

Seeing that he looked respectful and was quite polite to him, Song Yuanqiao suddenly felt close to him and said, "Young Master Yang is excellent in martial arts. Among my brothers and sisters, no one can match you with sword skills. Song wants to ask the young hero for some punching tricks, but I wonder if it is possible?"

After all, they came together to attack the Demon Cult. If they didn't take action in the end, they would probably lose their hands. Song Yuanqiao and others knew that the great cause of slaughtering demons would inevitably fail today, but they had to retreat without fighting, otherwise their reputation in Wudang would be detrimental to no avail.

Yang Guo originally wanted to directly point out Zhang Wuji's identity so as to avoid this battle. When he heard that Song Yuanqiao was going to compete with him in boxing, he became interested again.

"I have heard of Wudang's internal martial arts for a long time, and I'm lucky to meet the heroes of Wudang today, and I'm just looking for advice!"

"Young Young Master Yang, please!"

Song Yuanqiao smiled slightly. Hearing that he praised the martial arts created by his master so much, he was proud of his heart and immediately clasped his fists.

Yang Guo immediately replied with a bow and fist and said, "Song Daxia, please!"

Yang Guo did not use the Kongtong Sect’s Seven-Injury Fist to create a branch, but instead dealt with the self-created Mitsuo Fist. Of course, it was just a collision of names. The actual boxing techniques were naturally different from those of the later generations, also known as Yan Qing Fist. After all, he had never learned this set of boxing techniques. He happened to understand it from the martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect.

I saw his left foot pointing, his toes took a half step forward, his right fist was slightly bent and flattened, his fist face forward, and his fist eyes were facing the sky.

This strange starting move did not make Song Yuanqiao relax his vigilance. Instead, he looked solemn and shouted "Please" and even stepped forward and punched him.

Yang Guo waved his arm to block it, and at the same time he used his internal strength to quickly exit the right fist, and hit the left with his eye area. When punching the fist, the fist went in an arc shape, and the body was combined and the force was used together. He used the skillful force in the fist to break the vertical force.

Song Yuanqiao was slightly shocked and hurriedly lowered his head to dodge. Then he stepped forward with his right foot, changed his fist to a pusher, swam out from bottom to top, and hit the opponent's squad.

Yang Guo also avoided it by swimming. Seeing Song Yuanqiao wrapping his body around again, he immediately changed his other boxing technique. The fist started from the waist, and the heart of the fist was facing down and the force remained unchanged. The force was to struggle forward and backward, and the fist was as fast as wind, thunder and rain, and it was difficult to stop it.

Song Yuanqiao knew that this punch was not easy to block, so he immediately used defense as an attack, and the punches and kicks were extremely fast, but compared to Yang Guo's elusive boxing technique, it was still somewhat pale and gradually lost.

Everyone had never seen Yang Guo's boxing technique that was clearly distinguished by movement and stillness, and was unpredictable by reality. They all looked shocked and felt that they were in the boxing lineage. This son was at the level of a master.

This made He Taichong and his wife, who were originally defeated by a young man and lost all face, suddenly felt a lot more balanced.

I saw Song Yuanqiao eager to change his moves and seek victory. His palms were flying, and there was a fluffy of snow, and he was soft and weak. It was the Wudang School's "Mian Palm".

Yang Guo used his fist strength to move the opposite way, and used his hardness to be soft, and with his deep internal force, he shook Song Yuanqiao backwards, and eventually lost his defeat.

However, Song Yuanqiao was not discouraged. He smiled slightly, clasped his fists and said, "Young Master Yang is really good at martial arts. Today, I, Wudang, will no longer make things difficult for the Ming Cult."

"Thank you, Mr. Song, I will go to Wudang to visit you in person another day!"

Yang Guo bowed and thanked.

Song Yuanqiao nodded slightly and said, "I am always waiting for Young Master Yang to be the first to go there!"

Zhang Wuji, who was standing beside him, felt very calm when he saw that Wudang could not have a conflict, and he was planning to recognize his uncles and uncles.

At this moment, a figure suddenly flew out of the martial arts, holding a long sword in his hand, and heading towards Yang Xiao from the Ming Cult.

Yin Tianzheng, Wei Yixiao and Wusanren all changed their expressions. They were willing to protect each other, but they could not stand up and could only be anxious.

After seeing the person coming clearly, Yang Xiao did not resist, his eyes were unprecedentedly dull, and he quietly looked at the stabbing sword blade.

Yang Buhui stood up and blocked Yang Xiao, shouting, "Don't hurt my dad!"

At first glance, Yin Liting couldn't help but scream "ah", hurriedly retracted his sword, staring at the girl in front of him, his whole body was cold.

But seeing this girl with a tall figure and big eyebrows, she turned out to be Ji Xiaofu back then.

Since Yin Liting got engaged with Ji Xiaofu, she often thought of her fiancée's pretty figure. Later, she learned that she was harmed by Yang Xiao, not only lost her virginity, but also killed her. She felt heartbroken and angry. At this moment, she suddenly saw her figure again, and she shook her body and shouted: "Sister Xiaofu, you...you are not..."

However, the girl said with a bad look on her face: "My surname is Yang, Ji Xiaofu is my mother."
Chapter completed!