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

Yang Guo's complexion was as usual, and the golden light flowed on his skin.

He confronted Jinlun Fawang head-on without dodging or evading.

Although the internal energy is not as condensed as the innate stellar qi, Yang Guo's dantian is full of internal energy.

On the other hand, Jinlun Fawang.

Successive battles have caused more and more internal and external injuries, and there is almost no chance to gain time to exercise energy and adjust breath.

Fight hand to hand, two or three rounds in a hurry.

Yang Guo actually gained the upper hand.

Then the little dragon girl joined.

The two swords combined, and they directly beat Jinlun Fawang back again and again, spitting blood from the mouth.

"Boy, it's hidden deep enough."

Jinlun Fawang found an opportunity.

A long, dangerous dodge the sword net woven by Yang and Long.

But he was sweating profusely and panting.

"Broken Wheel King, today I want you to die without a place to bury you!"

Yang Guo let out a low cry, jumped up and attacked Jinlun Fawang, Xiao Longnu followed closely, but stabbed many vital points on his chest.

The two cooperated seamlessly, with a little bit of cold light.

Jinlun Fawang retreated again and again, and the five wheels made a "buzzing" sound, trying to resist the sword shadow in front of him.

Yang Guo and Xiao Longnv looked at each other, and then used the flower before the moon in the jade girl Su Xin's sword technique.

Yang Guo fought from top to bottom, the sword's light was cold, imitating the scene of ice wheels crossing the sky and clear light paving the ground.

Xiao Longnv's single sword trembled like a flower fluttering in the wind, slashing back and forth, with an elegant figure and fluttering clothes.

With the connection between the two of them, the sword moves became more and more subtle.

At this time, Jinlun Fawang was wearing a Tibetan monk's fur robe, which was wet with sweat, and his face was pale.

It's the end of the battle.

Losing is only a matter of three or five rounds.

Yang Guo slashed out with his sword again, chopping off a flying wheel.

This time, the flywheel did not fly back to Jinlun Fawang's hands.

Yang Guo's phoenix eyes were half closed, and a cold star bloomed inside, knowing that the time to win had come.

"My aunt wanders the world!"

Xiao Longnu let out a soft "En", and suddenly swung her sword to strike straight, while Yang Guo slanted his sword and stabbed straight at Jinlun Fawang's dantian.

Jinlun Fawang's heart was beating violently, seeing that he couldn't dodge in time, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Could it be that this old man is going to die at the hands of your two little ones today? I'm really not reconciled to this old man..."

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Unexpectedly, the momentum was so strong that a circle of blood-red brilliance appeared all over his body, and his face suddenly turned red.

The nearby snowflakes blown by the blood-stained Gang Qi melted.

Yang Guo was startled.

Suddenly, he embraced the slender willow waist held by Xiaolongnv, stretched one arm horizontally, and flew back.

Xiao Longnv understood, she didn't resist, she stretched out her arms, and retreated following Yang Guo's strength.

"Good boy, good boy, no wonder you have such martial arts at such a young age, you are really cautious."

Yang and Long retreated ten feet away before slowly stopping.

Yang Guo sneered: "Martial arts are not high, it's just that you want to burn your energy and fight us to death. Yang wants to see how long you can last when you are old."

Even so.

But Yang Guo didn't intend to make another move, he just watched from afar with playful eyes.

Seeing this, Jinlun Fawang didn't know that Yang Guo wanted to drag him to death?
Heartbroken, he sighed helplessly, sat cross-legged, lowered his head, and muttered to himself:

"The old man has just completed his magical skills, condensed the congenital silver flower, and became a congenital master.

After entering the Central Plains, I thought it would be generous and glorious,
But he didn't expect to die in the snow today.

Master... this disciple has failed your teaching..."

Just when Jinlun Fawang blamed himself and was about to sit down.

A hand clapped his shoulder.

"Brother, Master asked me to take you back to the sect."

Jinlun Fawang was startled, and looked sideways.

A thin Tibetan monk, about 25 years old, wearing a red robe, ordinary-looking, calm and thin, stood behind him.

"Buddha... why are you..."

"Master said, you shouldn't have interfered after you entered the world to cultivate.

I can't bear your death, so I sent you to take you back, retreat and practice Buddhism, get rid of distracting thoughts and selfish desires, and then enter the world to save lives. "

Basiba replied calmly.

Jinlun Fawang was speechless for a while, unable to speak.

far away.

Yang Guo saw that the monk coming out of the nearby forest was acquainted with King Jinlun, he frowned, and was about to drink coldly.

But Ba Siba stepped on the snow and walked towards the crowd slowly.

"Several benefactors, can you spare my brother's life?"

"You monk, you are really not ashamed. The bearded monk didn't see you when he led people to besiege my mother before, but now you have jumped out. You are really shameless."

Guo Fu stood not far behind Yang Guo and the two, and when she heard Ba Siba's words, she shouted angrily.

"Everything in the world has its own predestined relationship, and poor monks come out and don't come out, it's all because of it."

"Heh, what you said sounds good, don't you still want to favor that great monk? Let's eat Yang's sword and talk about other things!"

Yang Guo sneered coldly, stretched out his long sword and stabbed at him.

puff-

The gurgling blood flowed out, making the bitter sword more red.

"Monk, you read Buddhist scriptures, and your mind is stupid, why don't you hide?" Yang Guo frowned and asked.

"If there is a cause, there will be an effect. This is also fate."

"You are not afraid of death."

"Life and death are samsara, and the poor monk came from samsara, so naturally he is not afraid."

Yang Guo sneered, "Okay, if that's the case, then you can lead to death."

As he spoke, Yang Guo raised his bitter sword and slashed at his throat.

I want to see if he is afraid of death.

But Bhagpa clasped his hands together, lowered his head slightly, and chanted Buddhist teachings in Tibetan.

Xiao Longnv saw it, but she didn't want Yang Guo's hands to be stained with the blood of innocent people, so she pressed the back of Yang Guo's hands and said softly:

"Forget it later, spare his life, he is also trying to save his senior brother, so he is not a bad person."

Yang Guo paused his arms, his eyes softened.

"Listen to Auntie."

The red-robed Tibetan monk raised his head at this moment, and looked at Xiao Longnu with a look of astonishment, and the depths of his pupils glowed with golden splendor.

After pondering for a while, he clasped his hands together, bent down and said, "This female benefactor has a destiny with my Buddha, if..."

"My aunt has nothing to do with you, so get out of here."

The corners of Yang Guo's eyebrows twitched when he heard this, and he kicked him in the chest.

Ba Siba still did not dodge, but left a light snowflake footprint on his clean red robe.

Ba Siba looked calm, and continued: "The benefactor doesn't need to be so angry, the poor monk is just telling the truth.

Donor, you have committed too many crimes yourself, and when you are with this female benefactor, your fates are entangled with each other but contradict each other.

There will definitely be disasters in the future.

It will only harm her, and you will also harm yourself, it is better to become a monk and practice, cultivate good fruits, and obtain good fruits, so..."

Yang Guo's face was frosty when he heard it, his arms trembled violently.

If it wasn't for the little dragon girl who just promised not to kill him.

Yang Guo was afraid that he wanted the monk in front of him to know what it meant to beg for death.

"Auntie, let's go."

Seeing Yang Guo's expression, Xiao Longnu comforted her, "Gu Gu won't leave you, you don't have to be so angry later."

Listening to her gentle words, Yang Guo gradually calmed down, and a smile appeared on his handsome face again.

"Auntie, this is what you said. If you have left, you will definitely..."

Xiao Longnv frowned when she heard the words, and said with a light smile, "How will the future be..."

"I must... go find you..."

Yang Guo paused, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a gentle voice, "Even if Guo'er travels all over thousands of rivers and mountains, and goes through all kinds of difficulties and dangers, Guo'er will still find you, and ask if you would like to go with Guo'er."

When Xiao Longnu heard this, her heart was soft and her eyebrows and eyes were warm.

PS: The author really couldn't find out how the Tantra Tibetan monk called himself, so he wrote it as a Zen monk, please bear with me.