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

Out of the majestic Chang'an City.

Yang Guo's hair was a little messy, and he was walking on the official road with his whole body covered in snow.

His eyes swept around, only to see a large field covered with heavy snow.

It seems that there is no room for other colors except white.

Yang Guo's internal energy surged, he flicked his sleeves, and immediately knocked out the snowflakes that fell on his body.

"Boy, stop for me!"

Hearing the shouts behind him, Yang Guo paused, but felt a little surprised.

Turning his thin body slowly, Yang Guo looked indifferently at Shangguan Beijing who was rushing towards him.

He asked coldly, "Why did you catch up? Didn't you get beaten enough?"

"I'm not convinced..."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Guo moved his body and leaped towards the distance with his lightness kung fu.

There was the sound of hunting wind during the movement, and the hair fluttered with the wind, revealing his increasingly handsome face.

Seeing this, Shangguan Beijing was immediately stunned.

He didn't expect that Yang Guo didn't follow the routine at all and left like this.

With a bitter face, Shangguan Beijing practiced lightness kung fu and followed closely behind Yang Guo.

You can see it, but you can't touch it.

Obviously Yang Guo did it on purpose.

Perhaps it was because of lack of internal strength, Shangguan Beijing had already started to breathe heavily, and then shouted: "If you have the ability, you stop, let's fight one-on-one!"

Yang Guo stopped suddenly.

While the internal force was surging, a jade red three-foot long sword slowly emerged from the palm of his hand.

"Okay, let's go heads-up!"

Yang Guo replied, raised his sword, and attacked directly.

Shangguan Beijing's footsteps were fixed, his hand reached his waist, and a folding fan suddenly appeared in his hand.

The jade red long sword slashed at Shangguan Beijing's shoulder with afterimages.

Although Shangguan Beijing's inner breath was unstable, his reaction was extremely fast, he made a decisive decision and swung his fan to block.

When the fan and the long sword collided, there was the sound of metal and stone colliding.

Obviously this fan is not ordinary.

Yang Guo's face was calm and calm, with his wrist shaking, the bitter sword swung in a circle of faint lovesickness, and swept towards Shangguan Beijing.

This is the first time Yang Guo used the sword intent contained in the Acacia Bitter Sword.

It also means testing the waters.

Seeing a flash of bewilderment in Shangguan Beijing's bright eyes, he immediately froze in place, dumbfounded.

Seeing this situation, Yang Guo also knew it in his heart.

Ku Jian patted Shangguan Beijing's shoulder lightly, withdrawing his sword intent.

"Don't follow Yang, otherwise don't blame Yang for using the killer."

Looking at Yang Guoyuan's back, Shangguan Beijing felt his mouth was a little dry, as if he couldn't speak.

a long time.

Shangguan Beijing curled his lips and walked towards Dashengguan, muttering in his mouth: "Whoever follows you, I'm just going along the way."

A few days ago, the news about the Dashengguan Hero Club spread.

Looking at the direction Yang Guo left, Shangguan Beijing knew in his mind.

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Three days later.

night.

Light rain.

Outside Dasheng Pass, in an inn by the road.

Seeing Shangguan Beijing who was sitting next to the Eight Immortals table, who looked like a dog skin plaster, Yang Guo helped his forehead helplessly.

Yang Guo is a person who eats soft but not hard.

If Shangguan Beijing came hard, Yang Guo might cut him off by the sword.

It's a pity that this guy seems to have opened up the two veins of Ren and Du, and he said plausibly: I am going to participate in the Dashengguan Heroes Meeting, and I just dropped by. Although your martial arts are strong, you can't be unreasonable!

It made Yang Guo speechless for a while, but he didn't have the intention to do anything.

I thought in my heart: As long as he doesn't bother me, I will let him go.

"Brother Yang, I haven't seen you in just a few years. I didn't expect Brother Yang to be a first-class master. It's really amazing."

"Where is Brother Yin Long, the boy is just a fluke, and besides, Brother Yin Long has also broken through to the first-class realm."

The person in front of Yang Guo was Yin Long whom he met that day in Jinling, but this time he did not see his younger brother Yin Hu.

"Oh... Young Brother Yang's words made me ashamed.

With my brother's talent, I'm afraid I can only stop here, but you are different, Brother Yang..."

The two had only met once.

It's just that after so many years, they can still meet again at the inn, and only they themselves know the feeling of right and wrong.

The two chatted a few words from time to time, but they got to know each other a little bit more.

Shangguan Beijing on the side looked sideways at Yang Guo, not thinking about eating.

At this time, on a rainy night outside the inn, two knight-errants in bamboo hats and coir raincoats walked in.

One of them, a very tall but thin man, hurried to Shangguan Beijing's table and untied his bamboo hat.

He opened his mouth and said, "Xiao Bei, why did you come here alone? Where are Uncle Bai and Uncle Sun?"

"Why did the Sangmen star meet you again?"

Shangguan Beijing frowned, obviously disliking the man in front of him.

"I'm your cousin. No matter how you deny it, I'm still your cousin. If you don't mind being ashamed, feel free to scold me."

Shangguan carried the saber with his usual expression, and spoke in a flat tone.

"Humph--"

Shangguan Beijing snorted coldly, and ignored Shangguan's knife.

"Brother Yang, do you know these people?" Seeing Yang Guo's gaze, Yin Long asked casually.

"Just like you and me, nodding acquaintances."

"Friends who nod? Good friends who nod..."

Yin Long suddenly smiled and raised his glass to invite.

Shangguan took the knife and heard Yang Guo's voice, his body froze, he turned his head slowly, and saw the scene of Yang Guo raising his wine glass.

"Master Yang, you are here too."

"It's okay, go ahead and leave me alone."

Seeing that Shangguan Beijing was so angry, Yang Guo was very happy, and couldn't help laughing.

Shangguan gave a wry smile with a knife, moved his footsteps, and walked up to Yang Guo with the silent knight-errant beside him, and introduced:

"Old Tang, he is the Yang Guo I told you about, Young Master Yang."

When Tang Xiuzhu heard this, he didn't untie the hat he was wearing, but bent over with his fists folded and said:
"Thank you Yang Shaoxia for your kindness. Tang Xiuzhu will never forget it. If you have the opportunity in the future, you will definitely repay him."

Yang Guo raised his eyebrows slightly.

I feel that this person's name sounds very familiar, as if I have heard it somewhere, but I can't remember it for a while.

"You don't have to. Besides, the one who saved you was a small knife. What are you doing to Yang? If you don't mind, sit down and have a drink."

The two people had just sat on their buttocks and hadn't drank a few glasses of wine to warm up their bodies.

Shangguan Beijing, who was sulking over there, was in trouble.

"Hey, little boy, are you alone?"

"Old black face, I am alone, how will you treat me?"

Shangguan Beijing was already very angry, when he heard this man's harsh words, he immediately broke out and shouted angrily.

Hearing the movement here, the inn full of people was silent for a moment.

Many knight-errants who came to participate in the Dashengguan Heroes Meeting all cast their eyes on it.

The ancestral tradition of watching the excitement is no big deal.

Shangguan was worried with the knife, and immediately stood up, carrying the knife, and walked towards Shangguan Beijing.

"My friend, do me a favor, let's forget about this matter, how about I invite you to this meal."

He wants to calm down.

"You don't need to take care of Mr. Shangguan Nanzhu's affairs. I can handle it myself."

Shangguan Beijing yelled angrily, pulled out the folding fan from his waist, and looked coldly at the black-faced man who had just made a sound.