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Chapter 15 Killing the Golden Wheel
"Yang Guo!"

The man was lying on the ground, holding an arm with his left hand, but his right arm was broken at the shoulder and was still bleeding.

"How did this happen? Could it be Fu'er who cut it off?"

Guo Yu was very surprised and didn't know what happened.

It stands to reason that Yang Guo took Xiaolongnu away and should not have appeared here.

"Forget it, let's cure him first."

Guo Yu picked up Yang Guo and went back to the cave, "Brother Yang, brother Yang, you are really lucky, you are lucky to have met me, otherwise your arm would really be useless."

Guo Yu spent half a day cleaning the wound, connecting the muscles and bones, and then reattaching the arm.

Then he applied the ointment he had just prepared, and raised his Yang finger to heal the wound with all his strength.

During this period, he also almost guessed the whole story.

Yang Guo has been talking in his sleep, besides Little Dragon Girl, he also mentioned Guo Jing, Huang Rong and Unfeeling Valley, etc., and of course he also expressed his resentment towards Guo Fu.

It seems that things are still on the track of the original book, but it seems to be faster.

Guo Yu also vaguely heard Yang Guo mention Jinlun Fawang, but he didn't expect him to appear near Xiangyang again, obviously trying to trouble Guo Jing.

Thinking that Huang Rong was about to give birth, Guo Yu couldn't sit still any longer, so he left a letter to Yang Guo, entrusting the eagle to take care of him, and hurried to the city.

"Crackling..." As soon as he left the valley and arrived at the outskirts of the West Gate, Guo Yu heard the sound of fighting.

"Golden Wheel Fawang, let go of my daughter."

Hearing a yell suddenly, his heart tightened, and he hurriedly let go of his hands and feet and hurried away.

"Mother, save me..."

It turned out that Huang Rong, supported by Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang, was confronting Jinlun Fawang, while Guo Fu was kidnapped by Jinlun Fawang and shouted for help.

"Yu'er, save Fu'er quickly."

Seeing Guo Yu coming, Huang Rong shouted hastily, and then her face showed pain.

"Mother, are you okay?" Guo Yu quickly stepped forward to support her, "Don't worry, Fu'er will be fine."

"Ying'er, take your mother to the side to rest for a while."

After finishing speaking, seeing Cheng Ying nodding, Guo Yu walked slowly to Jinlun Fawang not far away.

At this time, Guo Fu had already been touched by Jinlun Fawang on the Ya point, and she couldn't speak at all, she could only look at Guo Yu with pitiful eyes.

"National teacher, you can be regarded as a master of a generation, famous in several countries." Guo Yu's complexion was slightly green, and his tone was low, "How could you do such a shameless thing and threaten a little girl?"

"It turned out to be you." Jinlun Fawang recognized Guo Yu as the person he had fought with in Guiyun Village, and his face changed. "As the Mongolian national teacher, the poor monk naturally has to consider Mongolia."

"At this moment, the two countries are at war. Naturally, there is nothing to do on the battlefield, but it depends on one's own ability."

"Each one depends on its ability." Guo Yu laughed angrily, "Then today, I will learn the master's tricks from the national teacher."

Guo Yu stepped lightly, rushed forward with a "snap", and slapped Jinlun Fawang in the face.

Jinlun Fawang didn't expect Guo Yu to be so straightforward, he chose to make a move as soon as he came up, and he reacted instantly, swung his right arm, and blocked Guo Fu in front of him.

"Ah, Yu'er doesn't want it." Seeing Guo Fu falling into danger and about to die, Huang Rong cried out sadly.

It's a pity that Guo Yu was indifferent and didn't pay attention to it at all, and still punched forward vigorously.

Just as he was about to hit Guo Fu, a miraculous scene happened.

The palm force suddenly made a sharp turn and hit Jinlun Fawang's elbow directly.

Under the severe pain, Jinlun Fawang had no choice but to let go of Guo Fu, Guo Yu saw the opportunity, and sent another shot of Kanglong Yougui, and Guo Fu dodged aside.

"How is it possible, what kind of martial art is this?" Jinlun Fawang said incredulously, covering his elbow.

"National teacher, how about this move?" Guo Yu turned around and taunted, "This is created by my master, it's called Baihong palm force, it can be straight and straight as you like, and you can send and receive it at will."

"It's terrible martial arts." Jinlun Fawang's face was serious.

"Since your Excellency has achieved your goal, the poor monk will leave here." Jinlun Dharma King was very aware of current affairs, and seeing that things were impossible, he wanted to retreat.

"The national teacher just wants to leave now, don't you think it's a bit late?" Guo Yuyu sarcastically said.

"Oh, Your Excellency still wants to keep the poor monk?" Jinlun Fawang looked calm, and he thought to himself that he might not be Guo Yu's opponent, but if he wanted to leave, Guo Yu couldn't stop him.

"National Teacher, you can try." Guo Yu's martial arts had improved a lot at the moment, and he was absolutely sure of winning the Golden Wheel Fawang.

"Shut up!" Guo Yu half-clenched his right palm and grabbed it in the air. Yun Gong directly absorbed the dog-beating stick from Huang Rong's hand and flicked it slightly.

"Capturing the Dragon?"

"National teacher has good eyesight." Guo Yu's eyes flickered coldly and rushed towards Jinlun Fawang.

Jinlun Dharma King had no choice but to mobilize his inner strength, his clothes gradually bulged, and he threw the golden wheel in his hand, trying to stop Guo Yu's advance.

Guo Yu turned his wrist slightly, and the dog-beating stick drew an arc, rubbing along the golden wheel, releasing the force, and guiding the golden wheel to the side.

The Golden Wheel is indeed different from conventional weapons such as swords, guns, swords and halberds. After Guo Yu lifted it into the air, it turned back into the hands of the Golden Wheel Fawang, which is very strange.

When an ordinary martial artist encounters such a strange weapon, he may be caught off guard if he is not aware of it for a while.

But Guo Yu has just learned the Dugu Nine Swords, and his kendo cultivation is no longer what it used to be, which is enough to be called shocking.

He turned a dog-beating stick into a sword, and while Jinlun Fawang had exhausted his old moves, he stepped on Lingbo's footsteps and quickly approached and stabbed straight.

Jinlun Fawang was frustrated and had no choice but to retreat back to defense.

Unexpectedly, his retreat just followed Guo Yu's will, and he didn't think about it, and swiped all kinds of sword moves towards Jinlun Fawang from different directions.

Jinlun Fawang could only back away for a while, and under Guo Yu's continuous attacks, he couldn't find a chance to fight back.

In the end, he couldn't wait any longer, and Jinlun Fawang was so hard-hearted, he used the golden wheel to protect his arms, raised his arms and walked away.

"Crack!"

The dog-beating stick and the golden wheel collided head-on, and there was a loud noise in the air, and the golden wheel broke immediately, almost breaking Jinlun Fawang's arm.

"National teacher is very capable."

Guo Yu praised Jinlun Fawang, "Jinlun Fawang's martial arts are really amazing. In terms of the strength of the whole body, it is estimated that no one in the world can surpass him."

You must know that Guo Yu's internal strength is so strong that even he himself feels afraid, coupled with the blessing of superior swordsmanship such as Dugu Nine Swords.

It is really unbelievable that Jinlun Fawang took it forcibly like this.

Guo Yu applauded secretly in his heart, but the movements of his hands did not stop at all.

Using the dog-beating stick as a medium, almost aroused the internal strength of the whole body, and beat Jinlun Fawang more fiercely.

Jinlun Fawang didn't have a good time this time, he stepped back and dodged continuously.

In fact, Jinlun Fawang had already reached his limit just now, and he was terrified after taking it forcefully, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

Therefore, Jinlun Dharma King simply did not dare to confront the dog-beating stick head-on. He could not guarantee that he could still escape unscathed under such power.

Unfortunately, he didn't know that when Dugu Nine Swords is facing the enemy, once the opponent takes a defensive position, it is very difficult to gain the upper hand.

Guo Yu carried a sword with a sword, and his speed became faster and faster.

"Puff, puff..."

As time passed, Jinlun Fawang's movements gradually became sluggish, and Guo Yu's sword energy poked a few holes in his robe.

When Guo Yu gained power, he bit the tip of his tongue lightly, and the dog-beating stick made a piercing sound in the air, and greeted Jinlun Fawang with all his might.

"Pfft, puff..."

Finally, Jinlun Fawang's defense was completely breached, his body was instantly stained, blood gushed out, and his figure became more and more sluggish.

"Drink!" Guo Yu yelled, his wrist was heavy, and the dog-beating stick rushed towards him and inserted it into Jinlun Fawang's abdomen.

"Cough cough..."

Jinlun Fawang coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, his feet went limp, and he immediately fell to his knees.

"Jinlun Dharma King, you are a Buddhist, you should have become a generation of eminent monks, helping the world and saving people, and universally saving all living beings."

Guo Yu was expressionless, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "It's a pity that you are a tiger's minion. I don't know how many innocent people died because of you. How can I see the Buddha after death?"

"Hehe, hehe..."

Blood gushed out of Jinlun Dharma King's mouth, and his face was miserable, "The poor monk has devoted his life to glorifying my Buddha, but now he died because of the middle way of benefactors. Perhaps this is the fate of the poor monk."

"The poor monk hasn't yet... Accepted disciples, take over me..." Before he finished speaking, he died suddenly with regret on his face.

Jinlun Dharma King is the most outstanding successor of Vajra Sect in Tantric Buddhism.

The reason why I became a Mongolian national teacher and worked hard for it was to preach the word and want to carry forward Tibetan Buddhism.

It's a pity that everything is in vain now.

(End of this chapter)