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

"What a sharp-tongued kid, who killed my precious tiger, dare to talk to me like that?"

"Since this tiger is yours, then... I will give it back to you!"

Yang Guo looked disdainful, with a sudden movement of his arm, the scabbard plunged into the tiger's flesh and blood.

The veins in his right arm popped out, and he threw the tiger towards the man in black with one arm.

"How brave!"

The man in black jumped his legs, stretched his arms like a black eagle spreading its wings, and dodged the flying tiger's corpse lightly.

When he landed, surprise flashed in the only exposed eye.

Unexpectedly, as a young man, Yang Guo could swing a [-]-jin tiger with one arm.

Such arm strength is stronger than most second-rate warriors.

Just surprised of course.

He has seen even more talented people, and even killed them himself.

There are as many fallen geniuses in this world as stars.

So he didn't mind killing another one.

"Boy, you'd better die."

As soon as the man in black finished speaking, he rushed towards Yang Guo.

On the quiet official road, Yang Guo looked at his leaping figure, and unconsciously touched the iron sword at his waist.

With his right leg back half a step, the seemingly thin muscles on the arm holding the sword suddenly began to swell continuously.

hiss--

The iron sword was unsheathed and raised.

"Sword drawing? Is this kind of tasteless martial art learned by others? How ridiculous!"

I saw the body of the man in black suddenly paused in mid-air, his legs exerted strength, and he landed firmly on the ground.

Yang Guo's attack missed.

Hearing his words, Yang Guo was slightly taken aback, and asked coldly, "What do you mean by that?"

"It's nothing interesting, I just think you're stupid, hahaha!!!"

Yang Guo frowned, wondering if he was insane.

"call……"

Seeing that he didn't attack, Yang Guo decided to take the initiative to attack.

Yang Guo is not only good at drawing swords, he also dabbles in Quanzhen swordsmanship.

Quanzhen swordsmanship is exquisite and exquisite, with seven swords and seven moves, a total of seven seven and 49 moves.

If the internal force can keep up, the power is not weak.

Seeing the iron sword shaking, Yang Guo pulled a sword flower.

The pure black iron sword pointed straight at the eyes of the man in black.

Although this trick has no internal strength.

But the victory lies in viciousness, if he is not careful for a moment, a pair of tricks may be picked out.

"A Taoist priest of the Quanzhen Sect? How troublesome!"

The man in black stretched his arms and retreated, dodging Yang Guo's sword.

After standing still, his brows were furrowed.

There was fear and hesitation in his eyes.

The man in black is Yuan Wu, a disciple of Beast King Valley.

This trip is to follow the elders of Shimen to participate in the beast fighting conference organized by Wanshou Villa.

But on the way, he plowed the fields at Chunxiang Building at night and was tired.

He fell behind and was on his way just now.

And Yang Guo killed the tiger he was competing with just now.

How can he not be irritable?
Although he was ignorant of it first, the big fist in this world is the last word.

Seeing that Yang Guo wanted to attack, Yuan Wu stretched out his hand because he was afraid of his position as the leader of the Quanzhen Sect, "Since you are a high-ranking disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, I don't care about it, you can go."

As he spoke, he made a gesture of forgiving Yang Guo.

Seeing his series of reactions, Yang Guo almost laughed angrily.

"You are the one who provokes troubles, and you are the one who is afraid of troubles, what a bully and fears the tough!"

"I'm a disciple of the Beast King Valley. You, the Taoist priest, were not injured. You even killed my love tiger. Why don't you just forget about it."

Yuan Wu raised his identity, indicating that there was someone behind him.

It also shows that there is no deep hatred with Yang Guo, so there is no need to be so hostile.

Yang Guo kept a cold face, thoughts flashed in his eyes.

After a few quick rounds just now, Yang Guo also saw Yuan Wu's strength.

He must be stronger than himself.

After three or two breaths.

click -

Putting the iron sword back into its sheath, Yang Guo turned around and walked towards his carriage.

Seeing Yang Guo's leaving back, Yuan Wu heaved a sigh of relief silently.

It wasn't that he didn't have the confidence to defeat Yang Guo, but that he was afraid of the giant Quanzhen Sect.

Looking at the colorful tiger that died on the grass next to him, Yuan Wu sighed and retreated into the forest.

early morning.

The mist that rose in the middle of the night did not dissipate, but became more dense.

From time to time, the early birds chirp loudly, which is a special feeling.

Yang Guo, who was on the blanket in the carriage, woke up leisurely, feeling uncomfortable all over.

Obviously didn't sleep well last night.

I made up my mind to find a place to rest.

Sitting in the carriage, Yang Guo looked at the map spread out on the small table, and tapped the armrest next to him rhythmically with his fingers.

Yang Guo only knew that the location of Qinling Mountains was on the west side of the map, but he didn't know the specific situation.

Shaking his head, put away the map, raised his whip high and lashed the horse's buttocks, "Drive!"

The horse, which had rested overnight, hooved and moved slowly.

Yang Guo was reclining, with a straw dangling from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were full of thoughts.

After half a day.

Seeing the inn standing by the road in front of him from a distance, Yang Guo smiled and said, "Oh, good luck, I came across the inn within a while."

With that said, the speed of the carriage was a little faster.

to the place.

Yang Guo looked up, only to find that this inn has no name.

Inside, a junior in Tsing Yi greeted him.

"The guest officer is top-notch, so I'd better stay in the hotel~"

Yang Guo stepped forward and jumped down.

"All."

"Okay...then come quickly, pull down this guest's BMW so that it can be fed."

Xiao Er yelled loudly.

Not long after, two powerful grooms in brown gowns pulled the carriage down.

"Guest officer, please come in, please come in."

Looking at the obsequious Xiao Er, Yang Guo smiled and walked forward.

The inn is small.

It only occupies about one-third of the land, but although the sparrow is small, it has all internal organs.

Everything should be there.

It's just that the inn is very deserted at this time.

At a glance, there are no other guests except Yang Guo.

Yang Guo walked into the inn, shrugged his nose.

There was a strong smell of blood coming from the back kitchen with the curtain drawn.

Frowning, he asked, "What kind of thing are you killing behind? The smell is so strong?"

Xiao Er froze slightly, and quickly smiled again and replied:
"It's a pig that just arrived this morning. The chef just slaughtered it not long ago, so the smell is a bit strong, guest officer forgive me."

After listening to Xiao Er's words, Yang Guo unconsciously clenched the iron sword at his waist.

There was a murmur in my heart: I shouldn't have encountered the legendary black shop, right?
Thinking of this, Yang Guo also became vigilant.

He didn't want to be murdered in this place.

Not for a while.

The waiter took the door plate from the shopkeeper with his head down and couldn't see his face clearly, and came to Yang Guo.

"The rightmost room on the second floor, guest officer, is your wing room. I'll bring you food later."

Yang Guo nodded, glanced at the house number in his hand, and went upstairs with his sword in hand.

After seeing Yang Guo leave.

Xiao Er smiled coldly and licked his lips.

Go straight to the back kitchen where the smoke is curling up.

Lying on the bed in the guest room.

Yang Guo was not sleepy at this time.

Thinking of the smell of blood downstairs, Yang Guo always felt that it smelled almost exactly the same as human blood.

After all, Yang Guo has also seen blood, so he can be regarded as experienced.

The more I think about it, the more wrong I am.

Just got off the bed, ready to leave.

The footsteps just moved.

dong dong dong...

There was a knock on the door.

"Guest officer, here comes the noodles you want~"