Da Er Ba was already very angry. He turned around and swung the golden pestle at Guo Jing's shoulder. Guo Jing rarely met an opponent with such divine power. On a whim, he actually wanted to test how much strength he had. He used a thousand jin fall on his lower body, and immediately left two deep footprints on the ground. He swung his right palm up and struck straight at the golden pestle. The wind from his palm surged, carrying the sound of a dragon's roar. Everyone was shocked when they saw how powerful his stomp was. Now, he struck out with his palm against the golden pestle. It was so powerful that they were even more amazed.
When Da Er Ba's golden pestle struck and was blocked by Guo Jing's palm, Da Er Ba felt as if the force he had used was reflected back. He staggered and took seven or eight steps back before he could stand firm. Guo Jing praised loudly," Good shen power.”He raised his right fist and punched the Tibetan monk's shoulder.
Right at this moment, a gust of cold wind suddenly stirred up, and a six-inch-long little thing slashed straight at Guo Jing. The wind was bone-piercing. Guo Jing was shocked and hurriedly flipped his right palm. A dragon roar sounded and a dragon-shaped shadow flashed out, hitting the sneak attack item. With a sharp whistle, it was actually hit by Guo Jing's palm into the air and disappeared.
Qiu Chuji was like a raging fire and immediately said angrily,""Despicable scoundrel, how dare you plot against me.”He held his sword in his hand and was about to step forward when he saw Yang Guo shake his head slightly.
"Is this the means of the men of the desert? How can they be so shameless?”Yang Chao laughed and scolded. He drew a circle with his right hand and used the Bright Void Fist with his left hand as he charged towards Huo Du.
Huo Du shook the folding fan in his hand and slashed at Yang Guo. The golden wind was faint and his moves were vicious.
Yang Guo let out a long laugh and used his right arm to send out a palm strike with a bang. Huo Du saw that this palm strike was extremely fast and mysterious. There was actually a suction force in the perfectly round shape that deflected the folding fan in his hand. He was shocked and knew that he could not avoid it, so he struck out with his palm. The two palms crossed each other. Huo Du felt a huge force of five to six hundred pounds rushing towards him. His body could not help but be spun by Yang Guo's fist force. He fell to the ground and lost all his prestige.
Yang Guo's left hand, the Bright Void Fist, pressed down on Huo Du's head without the slightest sound.
Huo Du was so frightened that he rolled on the ground, no longer caring about the young prince's image.
Yang Guo's heart was filled with killing intent as he chased after him. However, although his true essence was strong and his moves were mysterious, his lightness skill was not effective. No matter what, he could not catch up to Huo Du, who was rolling around like a donkey.
Ma Yuqiu Chuji nodded and smiled. Martial Uncle Zhou's technique was very mysterious. Yang Guo was also extremely intelligent. He could use different martial arts moves with both hands at the same time with ease.
Huo Du was scared out of his wits. Although Yang Guo couldn't catch up to him, the strange fist force kept bringing his body towards his fist as if he was looking for a beating. His body rolled and he used the momentum to turn around. With a tap of his toes, he flew away and heard Huo Du's shout from afar. "Senior brother, let's go."
Da Er Ba roared in rage, and the golden pestle brought with it a shrill whistle as it hacked towards Guo Jing's face. Guo Jing retracted his fist and was about to give him an Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. However, Da 'er Ba feigned a spear attack, dragged the golden pestle, and turned to flee.
"Disciples of Quanzhen, listen up. Form the Big Dipper Sword Formation. Kill anyone who dares to escape.”Yang Guo looked at Huo Du and Da Er Ba who were running away. He was furious and shouted angrily.
The Quan Zhen Sect members moved upon hearing this. Although they did not understand what this Junior Master wanted to do, they were extremely quick in forming the formation. In the blink of an eye, the small valley was sealed off.
The Thieves 'expressions changed. What was this kid trying to do? Did Quan Zhen Sect want to kill all these hundreds of people?。
A white-haired old man walked out and bowed to Ma Yu. "Horsemaster, I wonder what this means.”
"I don't know either. I'm not the one in charge here. It's my junior brother, the eighth son of Quan Zhen Sect, Yang Guo.”Ma Yu was also curious. What was Yang Guo trying to do? These hundreds of people would need several big pots of rice.
The group of thieves turned their heads to look. Yang Guo had a bright smile on his face, but his eyes were cold and threatening. His heart shuddered. This little fiend's punch just now was clearly meant to kill Prince Huo Du. At the same time, a strange thought arose in their minds. Since when did Quan Zhen Sect have such a vicious killer?
"Everyone has traveled thousands of miles to come to Zhongnan and offer incense to Dao Ancestor Three Pure Ones. The Quan Zhen Sect has been in disrepair for a long time and has just suffered a fire. With everyone's generous help, I will definitely renovate the Quan Zhen Sect. Thank you, everyone." Yang Guo cupped his fists and walked around the crowd.
Robbery. This was a naked robbery. The group of thieves felt a chill in their hearts as they looked at Yang Guo in disbelief. This was a monk, the eighth son of Quan Zhen Sect. He was a bandit who did things without any scruples.
Everyone from Quan Zhen Sect was overjoyed. Little Uncle-Master had made the mistake of loving money again. No matter who it was, they had to use money to buy their lives.
"If we don't have money, what will you do?”Someone among the thieves asked boldly.
"Those who went up the mountain yesterday all went down the mountain naked. Today, I am in a good mood, so I won't humiliate you. Hand over the silver taels and banknotes on you, throw away your weapons, and leave the mountain safely. Those who didn't have money would have their arms chopped off, their clothes stripped off, and they would be thrown down the mountain.”Yang Guo reached out and grabbed a fist-sized stone from the ground. Three inches away from his palm, it spun around and suddenly turned into stone powder with a bang. "If you really don't want to, you can take a punch from me.”
The group of thieves was silent. If such a punch landed on their bodies, no one would be able to survive.
"All of you, line up properly. Those who are rich can leave the mountain safely. Those who are poor can be buried in the barren mountain. If you're not convinced, you can come up and take a punch from me.”Yang Guo's feet were neither flat nor straight, and he stood tall and straight. The qi on his body surged wildly, and he had the aura of a grandmaster.
The Big Dipper Sword Formation was tightly guarded, and the sword light was cold. Yang Guo's eyes were like cold stars, overflowing with killing intent. The group of thieves really did not have the courage to take Yang Guo's punch. A few timid and cowardly people paid the silver taels first and left.
The group of thieves was like a flock of sheep. With someone leading them, they naturally followed. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of silver bags were left in front of the Big Dipper Sword Formation.
Hao Datong laughed happily. He did not expect to earn money so quickly.
Yang Guo turned around, cupped his fists in the direction of the ancient tomb, and said in a clear voice. "Miss Xiao Longnu, the group of thieves has left. They won't disturb your peaceful cultivation again.”
The sound of the zither in the forest was gentle and peaceful, showing the intention of repaying the noble righteousness. The sound of the zither changed again. It was like the flowing water of a high mountain. Sometimes it was as slow as a flowing spring, sometimes it was as fast as a waterfall, sometimes it was as clear as pearls falling on a jade plate, and sometimes it was as low as a whisper. The sound of the zither lingered in the forest, leisurely swaying. It was a kind of emotional charm that made people feel moved. The sound of the zither was like a complaint. It was like watching the passage of time clarify one's heart after a thousand sails. It was like settling all the magnificent waves when one was separated by the sea. After understanding it, a calm and flexible heart was buried under every note.
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