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

Yang Guo held the sword, his arms were glowing red, and the long sword pulled out afterimages in an instant.

With the whistling sound of splitting the wind, it slashed towards Li Mochou's face.

Seeing such a terrifying speed of the sword, Li Mochou was secretly startled, and then her eyes were extremely hot.

This is the martial arts of the Jade Heart Sutra, it is really mysterious.

As the thought flashed, the strength of Li Mochou's fly whisk became stronger and stronger.

I saw the whisk sweeping towards me with the whistling sound of the wind.

Yang Guo's left palm glowed with a golden streamer, obviously urging the golden bell cover of Dragon Chanting.

Snapped--

The fly whisk firmly swept across Yang Guo's palm, but Yang Guo grabbed it firmly.

The force and internal force on the whisk are extremely strong.

After Yang Guo caught it with his bare hands, his left palm felt numb, as if he had lost consciousness.

But he didn't care about it, and turned his arm, wrapping the fly whisk around his little arm.

With force in the waist, he pulled violently and took half a step back.

The long sword with a cold light came down and slashed at Li Mochou's jade arm.

This is to let Li Mochou make a choice.

To be slaughtered by the neck, or to give up the whisk.

Although she was caught off guard, Li Mochou also knew that Yang Guo had a skill in martial arts.

While thinking about it, Li Mochou mobilized her inner strength and used a set of finger skills - three no three no hands.

Waving his hands seems to turn into flowers and butterflies, emerging endlessly and changing.

Move to attack Yang Guo's eyes, throat, lower abdomen, lower genitals and other soft parts of his body.

It is even more intentional to find Yang Guo's cover door.

He wanted to break Yang Guo's horizontal kung fu and take Yang Guo down in one fell swoop.

Li Mochou's moves were extremely fast.

But Yang Guo is slow?

Yang Guo skillfully controlled the inner energy of the jade girl and the inner energy of the red jade in his body.

Almost hitting Li Mochou.

The more Li Mochou confronted Yang Guo, the more frightened she became.

Already giving birth to the intention to quit, I want to draw it slowly in the future.

The two went through dozens of tricks.

The lobby on the first floor of the inn seemed to have been hit by a storm at this moment.

After a while of tossing.

There are not many tables, chairs and benches that can be used inside.

And the two who caused this destruction.

It can be said that Yang Guo did it on purpose, but Li Mochou was forced by Yang Guo to have no choice.

At this time, Li Mochou was almost relying on her past experience in the arena.

He wanted to escape even earlier.

But how could Yang Guo give her this chance?
Always kept an eye on her movements.

During this period.

Hong Lingbo helped.

It's just a pity that within three moves, Yang Guo tapped the Tanzhong acupoint on her chest with a single finger.

It made her unable to use her internal strength for a while, and also made her calm down.

Lu Wushuang, who was hanging his head beside him, originally wanted to escape secretly.

It can be seen that Li Mochou is at a disadvantage, and there are many dangers.

Feeling that the opportunity for revenge might be today, he deliberately hid and observed silently.

And those knight-errants in the inn who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal were still watching with interest.

Until the scope of the two people's influence is getting bigger and bigger, but each of them is running for their lives in a hurry, how dare they talk about it?
Swah——

Yang Guo seized the opportunity.

The long sword touched Li Mochou's delicate and fair neck, drawing a faint wound,

The dark red blood stained the white blade of the sword, it was really bright.

Li Mochou immediately froze in place, looking at Yang Guo's eyes full of shock and anger.

Yang Guo remained calm as usual, and said coldly, "Can we talk properly now?"

"Under the same school, the uncle will naturally tell you, but you put down the sword first, so that the uncle can talk."

Li Mochou didn't want to die, so she had to admit it for the time being, and then gradually plan it later.

"Say."

Yang Guo's words were cold, and the killing intent could not be hidden in his eyes.

Looking at the red eyes of the handsome young man in front of him.

Li Mochou felt cold all over her body, her heart was beating in her throat.

"Uncle and your master came out of the ancient tomb that day, and they separated. The other uncles really don't know."

Yang Guo's momentum slowly sank, he looked directly at Li Mochou in front of him, with an inexplicable expression.

The internal force was transported to the fingertips, and it was tapped on Li Mochou's chest and many acupoints in the dantian to seal the internal force.

The long sword was thrown back casually, and after a few turns, it landed firmly in Hong Lingbo's scabbard.

Control every detail.

"Senior Sister Hong, tell me, is what my uncle said true or false?"

Hong Lingbo didn't reply yet.

She saw a bewitching purple light flashing in Yang Guo's eye sockets, which made her dizzy.

Soul-shifting Dafa is a martial art.

Whether it is successful or not depends not only on the recipient, but also on whether the caster's mental power is strong enough.

Obviously, Yang Guo's mental power almost crushed Hong Lingbo.

After getting some details from Hong Lingbo.

Yang Guo's face sank like water, and he looked at Li Mochou, whose face was pale behind him, who was trying to open the acupuncture points.

"Li Mochou, I want to kill you..."

Yang Guo spoke bluntly, approached Li Mochou slowly, with a cold look on his face, he grabbed her slender and fair neck.

With a slight effort on the palm, Li Mochou's face turned red.

a long time.

"Huh... let's go."

Slowly suppressing the killing intent in his heart, Yang Guo let go.

Li Mochou fell to the ground and gasped for breath.

A bloody mark appeared on her neck, it was obvious that Yang Guo exerted a lot of strength just now.

Li Mochou can die, but the person who kills her cannot be Yang Guo.

At this time, a vicissitudes of life came from outside the door.

"Amitabha, Chi Lian, the poor monk finally found you."

Yang Guo was slightly taken aback, he didn't expect that there was someone looking for Li Mochou besides himself.

Turn around and look towards the door.

It was a barefoot monk. He was about 25 or [-] years old, with red lips, white teeth, sword eyebrows and star eyes. He was wearing a monk's robe made of gray cloth and linen, which seemed to be an ascetic monk.

"Do you know this monk?"

The handsome monk who appeared suddenly made Li Mochou very confused.

After hearing Yang Guo's question, he subconsciously shook his head.

But at this time, Lu Wushuang did not know when he had arrived behind Li Mochou, holding a chopstick, stabbing at Li Mochou with all his strength.

"This female benefactor, please save her life."

Before the monk made a move, Lu Wushuang seemed to be restrained by a pair of big hands, unable to move.

Yang Guo was so frightened that he inadvertently used the Dragon Chanting Golden Bell Shield to defend.

"Monk, who are you?" Yang Guo narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, and the palm behind his back began to condense his internal energy.

"The poor monk's previous dharma name was Diabolo."

"An eminent monk of Shaolin Kongzi generation?"

Diabolo shook his head, "The poor monk doesn't know anything about Shaolin Temple, and Diabolo is just the former Dharma name of the poor monk."

Before Yang Guo could ask again, Diabolo looked at Yang Guo.

He continued: "Benefactor, although you use Lingyu to curb your murderous intentions, the hostility is hard to dissipate, and it is hard to get back. If you try to kill again, be careful to fall into the devil's way, and you will never recover."

Hearing this, Yang Guo was silent.

This is the second person who told Yang Guo this way, and Yang Guo already knew about it.

What puzzled Yang Guo was the origin of this monk.

Is it also a person in the destiny space?
"Can the benefactor let the poor monk take Chi Lian away?"

When Yang Guo was full of thoughts, Diabolo made a sound again.

Yang Guo sneered, "What if I don't let him go?"

Diabolo didn't answer, just raised his head, stared at Yang Guo, a strange light flashed in those ancient well-free eyes.

a long time.

Diabolo clasped his palms together and said slowly: "Amitabha, the female benefactor whose benefactor has a relationship with you is now looking for you."

"Monk, have you seen my aunt? Where is she!"

"The poor monk can only see these now, but he doesn't know about the rest."

Yang Guo was furious, and suddenly grabbed Li Mochou's neck: "Either you say it, or she dies!"

"Amitabha, the word love hurts people the most. The donor is a talented and intelligent person, so why should he be obsessed with love and common things? Delay his own future."

"The monk let you say good things, do you really think Yang is afraid to do it?"

"Idiot..."

Diabolo didn't say much, but walked towards Yang Guo step by step.