All Heavens: From Divine Sculpture to Fantasy

"What did you say?" Zhao Zhijing's mind was very small, but he didn't react for a moment.

"Everyone looks down on me because of my appearance. I have deceived so many people, and you are no exception. Two years ago, when I was only twelve years old, I killed someone for the first time, before she died. The disbelief and fear in his eyes were still vivid in his mind.

"What are you talking about?"

"You don't know why Uncle Guo kicked me out of Peach Blossom Island. I promised him on the road that he would never use my adoptive father or my father's martial arts, but now I can finally stop pretending."

Zhao Zhijing suddenly had a bad premonition. He always felt like a prey that had fallen into a trap, and Yang Guo was not a lamb to be slaughtered.

While he was still hesitating, Yang Guo shook his arm, and three crossbow arrows flew out. Fortunately, Zhao Zhijing took precautions in time and managed to dodge, but his hat was already nailed by the arrows and flew out, almost piercing him. His head.

When there was no reply from him and he scolded Yang Guo for being despicable, the palm wind coming towards him had already made him panic. Zhao Zhijing stepped on the Beidou Tiangang Step and retreated instantly.

Yang Guo flew forward, grabbed hold of his fingers, and tore off half of Zhao Zhijing's sleeve. Then Zhao Zhijing turned around and kicked Yang Guo at the same time, aiming at Yang Guo's lower abdomen.

Without any hesitation, Yang Guo hit the long sword with his left hand! Then the five fingers of his right hand formed a hook, and the hook claws were tearing towards Zhao Zhijing's calf with the next move from top to bottom.

The moment Zhao Zhijin's long sword collided with Yang Guo's finger, a strong burst of true energy came out. Yang Guo's face flashed with purple energy, and Zhao Zhijing's tiger's mouth burst open and blood flowed out.

He could barely hold his sword, and then there was a biting coldness on his calves.

In just a few moves, Zhao Zhijing was already injured in two places.

"You...how...why are your internal powers so deep, and why are your martial arts so powerful?"

"Just a quick aside, the first person I killed was named Hong Lingbo. She was the apprentice of the Red Train Fairy Li Mochou."

At that moment, Yang Guo no longer held back his hand, and used Ling Bo Micro Steps like a ghost, following him like a shadow, like a maggot attached to the bone. The fingers on his left hand were sharp and sharp, and on his right hand, there was a ghost weeping.

Opening their bows from left to right and attacking each other, Zhao Zhijing suffered more and more wounds all over his body, with countless wounds flowing out.

If Yang Guo hadn't used corpses to practice corpse poison for nearly two years, the poison on the Nine Yin White Bone Claws would have killed Zhao Zongzhi long ago.

Yang Guo's murderous intention moved, and Zhao Zhijing's resistance became more and more chaotic. He retreated one after another, and a flaw was exposed under his ribs. First, he attacked Zhao Zhijing's right side with a move of a hungry tiger. Zhao Zhijing hurriedly returned his sword to block, but it turned out that this move was a feint. Yang Guo had already used Ling Bo. He walked slightly to the iron bridge on the left side of Zhao Zhijing.

The five fingers formed a hook and passed through the wind, inserting into Zhao Zhijing's waist like a hole in white paper.

He vomited all his energy and was instantly shocked, causing Zhao Zhijing to fly backwards. Zhao Zhijing fell down and vomited a mouthful of blood.

The wound on his waist was bleeding profusely, and a piece of flesh as big as a palm was torn off Yang Guo's hand.

Zhao Zhijing would be dead within ten moves. Yang Guo no longer hesitated and directly used Yiyang Finger. The golden light shot through the fingertips towards Zhao Zhijing. Zhao Zhijing was completely in disbelief.

The survival instinct came out again, and a lazy donkey rolled to avoid the fatal blow. Then Yang Guo used a move to fly from the sky, jumped up in the air and stepped on it. Zhao Zhijing fell to the ground like a dead dog eating shit.

Yang Guo didn't say any more nonsense and directly aimed his claw at the back of Zhao Zhijing's neck. Once the sharp claw hit, Zhao Zhijing would die.

Suddenly, dozens of sounds pierced the air, and Yang Guo's hidden path flickered for an ominous moment. His slight steps were as graceful as a startling giant, and graceful as a swimming dragon. There was no trace to be found, and all the hidden weapons were empty.

Seven or eight middle-aged people formed a circle to surround Yang Guo. These people were all Zhao Zhijing's accomplices.

"I hunt geese every year, but unexpectedly, I got pecked in the eye by the geese. This kid must have beaten his mother's womb to develop his internal strength. He is so scary at such a young age."

While killing Yang Guo, Zhao Zhijing took the opportunity to go down the mountain to win over people and treat the original raccoon dog to a drink. Zhao Zhijing wanted to compete for the leader, and he needed the help of his outer disciples and these friends.

The Quanzhen Sect has an inner sect and an outer sect. There are two types of disciples in the outer sect. One is a martial artist who is a martial artist who admires the Quanzhen Sect; .

The first generation of the Quanzhen Sect was Wang Chongyang and Zhou Botong, the second generation was the Quanzhen Seventh Son, the third generation was novices like Zhao Zhijing, and the fourth generation was Lu Qingdu and Yang Guo.

You must know that two of the seven second-generation disciples died, and there were more than a hundred third-generation disciples. No matter how many disciples were recruited, the Quanzhen Seven Sons would not be able to teach them.

In order to increase the strength of the sect, it is divided into three classes. The first class is the adult university. As long as you join the Quanzhen Sect, you will be given exercises and you can practice by yourself.

The second type is the ordinary full-time class. After you join, you will listen to the lectures. The seven Quanzhen disciples will give lectures separately. It is a large classroom with hundreds of people. After class, you will leave as soon as you understand.

The third type is elite classes, elite education, elite cultivation, Zhao Zhijing, Zhen Zhibing and others.

Given the future of the Quanzhen Sect, the people in power, and the same martial arts, Zhao Zhijing's status is naturally higher than those of these ordinary classes, so it is inevitable to fawn over Zhao Zhijing.

A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. No matter how miserable Zhao Zhijing is, he is still the true successor of the Quanzhen Seventh Son. Therefore, this faction is only languishing, not falling apart.

But allies are not fools. If you want to continue to receive support, you have to show your strength. If a company wants to continue financing, you have to have performance. In Wulin, this is a certificate of investment.

Zhao Zhijing immediately made an appointment with eight outer sect deacons to go down the mountain. Yang Guo's head was a sign of surrender, because it was Yang Guo who caused him to be like this.

He stood up wherever he fell. As long as he killed Yang Guo in front of eight people, Zhao Zhijing would be able to avenge his humiliation, and all the other honors and power would come back.

The imagination is full, the reality is very skinny.

Imagine where you fell and where you stood up.

The reality is that wherever you fall, you can lie down and sleep.

Zhao Zhijing fell down somewhere and grass grew on his grave. Today, not only could he avenge his shame, but Yang Guo also wanted to kill him. Fortunately, those eight friends and friends ran out to save Zhao Zhijing out of loyalty.

Otherwise, Zhao Zhijing would have no choice but to see the Lord of Hell.

The situation took a turn for the worse, and Yang Guo frowned. Although these people were not as good as him, they were better with more people. It is said that two fists are difficult to defeat with four hands. It seems that it is difficult to get an advantage today. Since everything has been exposed, we can't do it anymore. Really enjoyed it.

Maybe it's time to betray the Quanzhen Sect and invest in it. It's not difficult for the Tomb Sect to leave on its own.

"Build the Tiangang Beidou Formation, let's work together to surround and kill him!"

Yang Guo secretly thought that something was wrong. You must know that the Tiangang Beidou Formation is the formation that Quan Zhui Call relies on. With the tactics of siege and the mystery of the formation, he can achieve leapfrog challenges.

Yang Guo was about to escape, but the flying swords and the wind surrounding his palms had blocked his escape route. In the blink of an eye, the seven people chanted the formula and formed a formation.