Martial arts: I, Yang Guo, really only know a little bit of martial arts

"Mr. Yang, then we..."

Before Lan Wangji could speak hesitantly, he saw Yang Guo walking out to the balcony holding a long sword that was crimson all over and breathing sword energy.

"I didn't expect their people to come so soon." Yang Guo said lightly.

Lan Wangji looked at the moonlit night outside for a while, and was wondering if Yang Guo had made a mistake in his judgment, when he saw a big tree in the distance shaking abruptly twice, and immediately

"On weekdays, at night, there are insects and birds singing outside from time to time, but after Wangji and you came, these sounds gradually disappeared. If I guessed correctly, those people have already surrounded us.

So... Let's take a look at the level of these Qishan Wen's monks. "

Yang Guo left a word, took Xiaolongnv's slender white palm, and floated outside.

"Mr. Yang."

"Mr. Yang."

……

As soon as Yang Guo appeared, a group of monks from the Gusu Lan clan bent down to salute, causing Yang Guo to wave his hands repeatedly.

"Okay, now at this time, there is no need to pay attention to these vain etiquettes, the business is important."

Yang Guo paused and faced the verdant forest in the distance, and shouted coldly: "Are all the monks of your Qishan Wen Sect hiding and hiding? You like huddling in the forest so much?"

As soon as these words came out, all the monks of the Gusu Lan clan pulled out their long swords from their waists one after another. For a moment, the swords were tense, and a depressive atmosphere permeated the wilderness.

With a gust of wind blowing by, the surroundings were still abnormally calm.

A group of monks set their eyes on Yang Guo, their perplexity, bewilderment, and surprise were beyond words.

Yang Guo's expression was indifferent, the golden light in his eyes flashed, he picked up a few stones on the ground, and threw them out casually.

The stone pierced the sky like an arrow from the string, and landed on the Qishan Wen family monks hiding in the grass with a shrill sound of tearing the wind.

The stones mixed with the innate qi shattered the clothes on the chests of those Wen's monks in an instant, and the stones were embedded in the flesh.

The faint smell of blood was sent to the noses of Yang Guo and the others by the mountain wind, and echoed in the space with the screams of pain.

The Lan's monks spontaneously formed a circle, watching the surrounding dark jungle vigilantly.

"Okay, okay, you have some skills, this Gusu Lan family didn't expect you to be such a character."

Followed by a handsome-looking young man with a three-point sinister brow, walked out.

The surrounding grass trembled, and a monk holding a weapon appeared.

These monks were wearing red shirts embroidered with sun patterns, all of them had unkind faces, staring at Yang Guo and the others.

"That's all there are?"

Yang Guo estimated the number, there are 800 people, among them, apart from the young man just now, there are also four monks with strong aura and abnormal clothes, they should be the masters of Golden Core Stage.

"What's the matter, I think there are few people, just you Gusu Lan Sect and those who only know how to break books, my Qishan Wen Sect sent these people, it's considered a face for you." Wen Xu sneered.

Lan Wangji came to Yang Guo's side, with a serious look on his brows.

"Mr. Yang, there are five Golden Core cultivators in total. How should we face them?"

Lan Wangji still remembered what his brother Lan Xichen said, knowing that it was Yang Guo who made the decision.

"Didn't you just say that? I'll test the water first and then make a decision."

Yang Guo said indifferently, then looked at Xiao Longnv, and said softly: "Gungu, Guo'er, let's touch it first, if it doesn't work, can we fight together?"

Xiao Longnu bit her cherry lips lightly with her white teeth, although she didn't want Yang Guo to take risks alone, but she never could refuse Yang Guo, especially Yang Guo showed such a pitiful appearance.

Although she knew that Yang Guo was pretending, she would still soften her tone.

"After that...be careful."

"it is good."

Yang Guo replied with a smile, and was about to meet those Wen's monks.

Wen Xu said impatiently, "What are you bragging about? If you want to defeat a thousand with one enemy, you think you are my father. I don't know what to say. Give it to me. I want to see how hard his mouth is." !"

"You can't do it with one enemy, a thousand Yang, but you can take your head, just like picking something out of a bag!"

After the last word fell, Yang Guo suddenly appeared in front of Wen Xu under everyone's horrified eyes.

The bitter sword breathed out a frightening sword energy, so he wanted to give Wen Xuxiao the head to kill chickens and monkeys with one hand.

Although Wen Xu was shocked and broke out in cold sweat, he was a Golden Core cultivator after all, so he immediately reacted.

He raised his sword to block it, and the surrounding monks of the Wen family hurried forward and swung their swords to attack Yang Guo, thinking of besieging Wei and saving Zhao.

when--

The sound of metal and stone clashing was heard a few feet outside Yang Guo's body, and a continuously rotating golden bell appeared, blocking all the incoming long swords.
"I've never seen the spells of this or that family before."

Wen Xu was able to block Yang Guo's sword that brought out the wind, and asked with trembling arms.

"There's so much nonsense, let's get it out of my hands first."

Yang Guo's face was cold, his sword was like a blossoming flower, he pointed out a series of cold lights, weaved a sword net and strangled towards Wen Xu.

"Hurry up, come and stop him."

Wen Xu broke out in cold sweat uncontrollably, he didn't return to his rampant appearance just now, retreating again and again.

This Wen Xu is the eldest son of Wen Ruohan, his cultivation level is not the same as that of Wen Chao who died under Yang Guo's hand.

But he still couldn't stop Yang Guo's sword.

The other Jindanqi cultivators felt sorry for Yang Guo's power, but because Wen Xu was Wen Ruohan's eldest son, they looked at each other and had no choice but to block with their swords.

It also gave Wen Xu a chance to breathe.

"All disciples form an array! Bind this dog!" Wen Chao took a breath and said loudly.

"Yes!"

A group of disciples replied loudly, quickly pinching the formula.

Outside the small building in the distance, the monks of the Gusu Lan Sect saw the unstoppable Yang Guo rampaging in the crowd, although he felt admiration in his heart, but he couldn't help worrying.

"Miss Long, aren't we going to help Mr. Yang?" Lan Wangji couldn't help asking.

Xiao Longnu clenched her hands tightly, her eyes kept on Yang Guo, and after hearing Lan Wangji's words, she said softly, "I believe in Guoer."

Hearing these five short words, Lan Wangji was speechless and didn't know what to say.

He didn't know that Yang Guo didn't want to see Brother Lan get hurt.

In the crowd, Yang Guo used the ten golden dragon chant bell covers to eat all the incoming weapons.

Only when those magic attacks come, will they dodge, or just pull someone over to act as a dead ghost.

Yang Guo has always been aware of his own strength.

What should be done and what should not be done can still be clearly distinguished.

Arrogant does not mean stupid.

Obviously Yang Guo is not stupid.

It is a martial artist who is extremely experienced in fighting and is very good at killing people.

This kind of situation of one against many, Yang Guo has experienced countless times in the last mission of Destiny Space, and he has already had his own rhythm and method.

"Don't run away, you can't escape!"

Yang Guo once again seized the opportunity, bullied himself in front of Wen Xu, stretched out his hand to his fragile throat full of sweat.