All Heavens: From Divine Sculpture to Fantasy

King Jinlun, who had been resting for a long time, finally regained his strength. Since his golden body was shattered by Yang Guo and Guo Jing, his true energy was not flowing smoothly, so he had to adjust his breath on the side first.

I was really angry when I saw these pigheads under my command actually betraying each other's teammates in order to grab a share of credit.

"Everyone is in a bad situation now. We should put aside the estrangement and work together to control them. The credit will be distributed later. If they are allowed to escape, no one will get the good results."

Jinlun Dharma King took the lead and struck out the Demon Subduing Pestle and Golden Wheel at the same time. Jinlun Dharma King, who had endured it for a long time, was about to show off his skills, but Yang Guo swung the black iron heavy sword in his hand.

A black light suddenly appeared in the sky, and the violent sword sword fell down like thunder from the sky, and like a torrential flood. The two prayer wheels at the head were split in half by Yang Guo and flew away in all directions.

Even the Imperial Master was shocked, because his economics was only plated with gold on the surface, but it was actually pure steel on the inside.

After all, he couldn't afford pure gold himself.

"I saw that the black iron epee in the young man's hand was faintly emitting red light, and when we fought just now, the diamond scratched it without leaving any trace. If I guessed correctly, the entire body is made of black iron." Yin Kexi said .

"The Dark Iron Heavy Sword is indestructible. With this powerful divine sword, none of us can defeat him alone, let alone capture Guo Jing and obtain the heaven-shaking wealth." King Jinlun's face looked a little ugly.

"Colleagues, now we should work together to help each other. If we continue to sit back and watch each other, not only will we not make great achievements, but the positions of hunter and prey will be reversed, and Yang Guo will defeat us all." Murong Zhuo, who was paddling aside, also came out to brush up. Sense of presence.

"You all don't know, but Yang Guo also has a senior sister who knows a powerful and powerful swordsmanship. The sword is like the Milky Way pouring down, which is thrilling. This poor monk is no match."

"Furthermore, Xiao Longnu and Yang Guo are inseparable. Maybe she will hide somewhere and give me a fatal blow. Working together now is the best way."

Under the persuasion of Jinlun Dharma King and Yang Guo killing monk Wu Nian, a group of talents united to fight against the outside world.

With the addition of Jin Lun Dharma King, the situation of Guo Jing and Yang Guo took a turn for the worse. Jin Lun Dharma King and Dal Bahuo both besieged Guo Jing, while Yang Guo was one against eight.

His opponents were Xiaoxiangzi, Manixing, Yin Kexi, Murong and his son, and three monks.

The monk was using his bare hands, but he used Shaolin's external skills, such as the Arhat Fuhu Fist to subdue the dragon and the tiger, the powerful Vajra Finger, and the mandarin duck's chain legs as agile as a snake.

They all fell into a hard fight for a while. Fortunately, the group of people fought together, and the long-range advantage of the Mongolian crossbowmen could not be used. However, Kublai Khan asked [-] soldiers to set up a shield formation to defend them tightly, because he was afraid of letting Yang Guo and Guo Jing escape.

The eight masters surrounded Yang Guo like wolves and tigers, not giving him any chance to escape. Yang Guo held a snake staff in one hand and a dark iron heavy sword in the other, slowly looking around at the wolves, tigers and leopards.

But in such a desperate situation, Yang Guo didn't feel afraid at all, and even the warlike character and blood in his body slowly flowed. He was not afraid even if he was competing with the heroes of the world, let alone now he was defending the country and suppressing thieves!

"You eight come together, why should I, Yang Guo, be afraid!" The last person to utter such heroic words was Xiao Feng, the king of the South Campus of the Liao Kingdom. However, Xiao Feng also dared to fight one against three, but he dared to fight against eight against one.

"Crazy!" Murong Zhuo said.

"Give my junior brother his life."

"Suffer to death!"

Before they finished their harsh words, they saw Yang Guo's black iron blow with a sudden flash of light. In an instant, a sword beam came towards him and cut off Xiao Xiangzi's ear. If he hadn't dodged in time, his head would have been damaged. Already cut in half.

Just when Xiaoxiangzi felt frightened, Yang Guo jumped into the air like a cheetah, and the snake staff flew a little higher, a white python spit out a message and hissed, and then bit Mani Xing instantly.

Mani Xing did not dodge, and moved the Ghost Head Sword in his hand across all directions, slashing out a fierce blade aimed at the head of the white python.

The white python is as flexible as if it has eyes. It dodges with its head, then opens its big mouth and exposes its sharp teeth to bite the knife, then directly breaks it into pieces. Then, taking advantage of the situation, it swings its tail. The white python pulls out its tail and flies into the air. The crackling sonic booms were heard endlessly, and Mani Xing was whipped around his waist like an iron whip, sending him flying.

Behind them, Murong and his son seized the opportunity to sneak attack Yang Guo. Yang Guo looked like he had eyes on his back. He used Su Qin's sword on his back, and then used the Dugu Nine Swords' breaking palm style to turn around and stab. They competed with the two for power, and the latter struck the sword first. The energy is vertical and horizontal, and the ghost energy is dense.

The dense sword network shrouded it like a dark cloud. If Murong and his son continued to move forward, those four hands would not be able to stay. In desperation, they could only dodge all the sharp edges.

Xiaoxiangzi's mourning stick carried gusts of sinister wind and swept across Yang Guo's ankles. The windy fist energy on the left side and the glittering golden diamond finger on the right side came between them.

Yang Guo used the snake staff in his hand to move the green snake into the sea, smashing the earth and rocks into cracks and sending Xiao Xiangzi's mourning stick flying. He randomly hung the golden hook upside down and kicked the monk's wrist with the dragon's tail, breaking the diamond finger.

At the same time, Xuan Tie's heavy sword spread out countless rough sword blows like an immortal splashing ink and moving around like a dragon and snake, once again beating the attacking Mani Xing and Yin Kexi until they vomited blood.

At this moment, Yang Guo used all his methods, the middle door was wide open, and Luohan's Fuhu Fist was unavoidable, hitting the vital Tanzhong point on Yang Guo's chest.

Yang Guo roared angrily, and a ball of bright Gang Qi blades spurted out from his mouth, and then suddenly expanded, making a roaring sound of billowing Gang Qi.

Monk Wushan was overjoyed when he saw that his Subduing Dragon and Subduing Tiger fist had hit Yang Guo's vitals. He desperately poured all his internal energy through the edge of his fist and injected it into Yang Guo's body, wreaking havoc on his internal organs, seven meridians and eight meridians.

He wanted to kill Yang Guo, but he obviously overestimated his ability.

The next moment, the aura of death completely enveloped him. Yang Guo spit out a ball of blades from his mouth. It swirled violently and swallowed everything in front of him. He was unable to dodge, and his upper body was directly involved in the countless blades released by the ball. It was smashed into pieces, Wu Shan seemed to have been chopped in half, only half of his body was left, and he was too dead to die.

Yang Guo also spit out a mouthful of blood and his face turned pale. But the aura in his body rose instead of falling, rising sharply, and his whole body became even more crazy.

At the critical moment when it was inevitable, Yang Guoni used the Nine Yin Meridian to shift all the meridians and acupuncture points on his body by a few inches. It looked like the punch hit the target, but in fact it was like a normal punch to the chest. There was no difference.

Then, Toad Kung gathered strength and struck back suddenly. Yang Guo's own rebound, coupled with the golden silkworm armor on his body, offset some of the strength. The mouthful of blood he spat out not only did not make his injury worse, but also relieved his chest. The congestion and heat in it.

Yang Guo didn't take into account the shocked looks of several people at all. He had practiced Dugu Swordsmanship and was constantly attacking and attacking even when he was at a disadvantage.

There is no retreat in the way of swordsmanship. You can't survive without being crazy. The crazier you are, the more powerful your sword will be. Yang Guo will be recognized as the top master of Xi Kuang in the next Huashan Sword Competition.

The word "crazy" can tell the domineering nature of Yang Guo's martial arts. Even if he is one against eight, he will continue to attack. Trading injuries for lives is a gain in blood.

This situation was not like being besieged by eight first-class masters, but rather a top-notch master capturing eight lone first-class novices.

Yang Guo was vomiting blood at the same time as he attacked even more frantically. Dugu's sword skills and his hands were fighting each other with all his strength. Countless sword marks appeared on his whole body, and he pressed forward step by step unstoppably.

Everyone felt that they were not facing a person, but a savage beast. Yang Guo's sword energy was enough to compete with the floods and waterfalls.

Yang Guo used Lingbo Microstep, knocked down Mani Star with one sword, kicked Yin Kexi away, and then broke through the black and white light curtain of Xiaoxiangzi's mourning stick and gave him a heavy blow on his shoulder.

Then he turned around and the black iron heavy sword changed for a moment. The extremely powerful sword became ethereal and illusory, and the Quanzhen sword technique transformed into three pure beings at his fingertips.

Three rays of sword energy penetrated the purple clouds and tore into the sky. Countless dense sword energies were like green willow ribbons, extremely enchanting and mysterious.

Flying wildly, leaving no trace. I saw a flash of green light all over the sky, the clothes of Murong Zhuo and Murong Peng were shattered into countless pieces flying in the wind, and blood gushed from countless wounds on their bodies.

Suddenly, there was a burning sensation behind him, and the sound of two pieces of silk being ripped was heard. Yin Kexi and Manixin struck Yang Guo's back heavily with their swords and whips.

Clothes shredded into lint and flew around.

The Golden Silkworm Armor once again resisted the advance of the two swords and saved Yang Guo's life. Yang Guo once again picked up the snake staff and dark iron heavy sword in his hand, shot out two snake-shaped auras, and instantly circled and flew backwards to bite.

With one move, the dragon python stopped hibernating and immediately launched a counterattack. The giant snake pierced them unstoppably. Yin Kexi and Mani Xing were defeated by the snake gang like earthworms and green duckweeds. They were defeated and embarrassed.

Yang Guo once again made a sharp move in mid-air with Ten Thousand Swords Guizong, the snake staff and the black iron heavy sword intertwined and filled the air with mysterious light, Yang Guo shook off hundreds of sword moves like a thousand-handed Shura.

Countless dreamy shadows merged into one sword and rolled across the camp like the sky swinging down from the sky. Blood spurted out from Yang Guo's mouth and nose, and his whole body became extremely ferocious.

Roaring one after another, the sword energy increased steadily again, and the sword energy tornado instantly swallowed up the last Vajra Sect demon monk. Mani Xing Xiaoxiang son Yin Kexi Murong and his son worked together to condense the gang energy shield.

The golden full moon light curtain shrouded the bodies of the five people, and the sword energy tornado falling from the sky bombarded the light curtain.

In an instant, the sound of vomiting, hoarseness, and ridicule was endless, sharp as silk tearing, as deep as a bell, and as clear as pearls falling on a jade plate.

The blue-black sword energy tornado continued to shatter the light curtain. The golden light curtain shook violently under the sword energy tornado condensed by Yang Guo Wanjian Guizong. Then the light was dazzling, then dimmed, and finally changed again. To be dazzling, the peak of prosperity must decline.

Spider web-like cracks instantly filled the entire golden light curtain from the place where Gangfeng was torn, and the light curtain shook even more violently.

Yang Guo gathered his momentum and let out a roar that was as shocking as thunder.

At this moment, fear filled the hearts of the five people, and the shadow of death once again shrouded them. But no matter how scared they were, there was nothing they could do because no one could save them.

The next moment, the light curtain suddenly shattered, and all five people spurted out a large mouthful of blood mist and flew backwards. Yang Guo fell from mid-air, directly making a big hole in the ground.

Then his speed suddenly exploded again, and he rushed towards the fallen people with deep footprints step by step, as if he was going to trample them.

Yang Guo roared again, and the snake staff and black iron heavy sword in his hand once again danced into two balls of black energy and hit Murong Peng and Mani Xing.

"Son! Murong Zhuo, who was dying, didn't know where he got the strength, and instantly pushed away Murong Peng next to him, but he himself had no chance of survival.

Yang Guo's black iron heavy sword directly split the ground and Murong Zhuo into a ball of mud and buried it deep under the ground. Murong Zhuo and his whole body were not left behind.

The snake staff struck Mani Xing's bald head at the same time, causing his brain to burst. Sa Da Meteor once again pursued the target, stepping on Xiao Xiangzi's spine with one kick in the air.

"Who dares to fight to the death with me, Yang Guo!"

"Who else?"

At this moment, Yang Guo's aura finally dissipated. He was originally planning to crush Xiao Xiangzi's back with one kick, but found that he had no more strength under his feet. He finally reached the limit of exhaustion and exhausted his true energy.

Yang Guo defeated one against eight, seriously injuring six and killing two. Such a record was not unsatisfactory.

At this moment, the monk next to him saw that Yang Guo was at the end of his tether and was unable to resist anymore.

The second junior brother was crushed to pieces by the tornado of Yang Guo's sword energy, the third junior brother was cut in half by Yang Guo, the fourth junior brother was pierced through the chest by Yang Guo's two swords and died. Four of the eight Vajras from the Vajra Sect came, and three of them died in Yang Guo's hands. .

Such deep hatred made it unbearable for him for even a moment. He vowed not to be a human unless he killed Yang Guo, so the mandarin ducks retreated in a row and flew through the air, sending countless afterimages flying towards him.

One kick stepped on Yang Guo's chest. The reason why it was called the Mandarin Duck Chain Kick was because it was a chain of thirty-six kicks. As long as one of the kicks hit the target and caused the stiffness or control, the remaining thirty-five kicks were almost certain to hit. Nine times out of ten, a person will die from internal rupture.

Suddenly, the corner of Yang Guo's mouth raised a proud and cruel curve, and his eyes looked like he was looking at a dead person.

When the second kick hit Yang Guo's lower abdomen, the bald monk suddenly felt a stinging pain in his ankle. A small snake as black as night was only as thick as a finger, spitting out snakes like gems to show off its power. He secretly thought that something was wrong and was about to start again. When attacking, my feet felt numb and I couldn't stand still.

Only now did the monk realize that he had been poisoned. Just as he was about to cut off his ankles to save his life, there was a loud cracking sound in the air. In the next scene, his eyes were wide open and he could not rest in peace.

At the last moment, Yang Guo activated his Hidden Sword, and three diamond-shaped arrows flew in without the handle, completely killing the monk. This is a sleeve arrow that he has not used in six years.

He never dreamed that Yang Guo would be able to kill him even if he was bloodthirsty.

"One percent health points are enough to fight back."

At this moment, Yin Kexi was so frightened that his legs and feet were weak and he had no intention of resisting. If it weren't for the two armies facing each other, he would have run away.

Next to him, Guo Jing used his hands to fight each other. He used nine moves with his left palm to subdue the dragon and eighteen palms, and nine moves with his right palm to subdue the dragon and eighteen palms. After the afterimages of the eighteen levels of movements were combined into one, a golden dragon flew in the sky and then bombarded it down.

Behind Jinlun Dharma King, dragons roared and elephants roared, and five dragons and five elephants shone with divine light in mid-air. In the end, the golden dragon tore through the golden light of the dragon and elephants, and Jinlun Dharma King was seriously injured and vomited blood.

Guo Jing took advantage of his skills and came to Yang Guo to protect him behind him. In front of him was a mess. Thousands of Mongolian elites died unexpectedly, and six top-notch masters died unexpectedly.

Even though Kublai Khan's heart was bleeding, there was still nothing he could do. This was the price he had to pay to kill Guo Jing and Yang Guo.

Of course, he is also willing to pay the price. Now that the price has been paid, it is time to reap the rewards.

Yang Guo had exhausted his true energy, and Guo Jing was at the end of his strength. If not for the golden body of Jinlun Dharma King being broken by him and Guo Jing first, Guo Jing would not have been able to win so quickly.

Has the end been reached?

Yang Guo was wondering, given Xiao Longnu's martial arts, how could it be possible that he hadn't laid out the gunpowder and lit it for so long? He remembered that he gave him a lot of gunpowder, so there couldn't be no sound at all, right?

"Guo'er, how are you doing? No matter what you say today, I will send you out. Even if you die here, you must guard Xiangyang well and don't let the beautiful rivers and mountains be trampled by the Mongolian iron hoof." Guo Jing regarded death as home.

If you don't have something to protect with your life, then it would be too boring. Yang Guo was immediately moved when he saw how Guo Jing treated him.

"My uncle, don't worry, I have a backup plan."

After Yang Guo finished speaking, he directly took out the top-quality elixir Jiuhua Yulu Pills. The Big Return Pill and the Small Return Pill were poured into his mouth like eating beans. The only person in the past and present who can compete with Yang Guo in taking pills is probably the Sun Wukong who sacked Tushita Palace. It's time.

Under the cover of Guo Jing, Yang Guo immediately mobilized the only steam he had to start refining the power of the elixir and restore his internal strength.

Then he secretly hid the Blood Exhaustion Pill in the palm of his hand. As a last resort, he could only take one pill to restore his full strength.

Suddenly, there was a sword roar in the distance, like rolling waves, and then two white lights penetrated the military formation, directly piercing dozens of Mongolian soldiers.

Two pieces of white light instantly pierced through the iron barrel-like defense, surging like the water of a river. Then, a white shadow fell instantly, surrounded by swords, knocking more than a dozen people several feet away, and blasted like a cannonball. Enter the formation.

The white shadow flickered again, and when it came ten feet away, a sword lotus bloomed, harvesting the lives of more than a dozen people. The surrounding soldiers had not yet reacted. When they all came to defend themselves, the white shadow soared into the sky, and then it was like a sword lotus. Like a god descending, it hit another piece.

Another huge sword lotus bloomed, more than a dozen people died, and the dark military formation instantly became panicked. The white shadows were like a huge brush constantly dotting the ink pool scroll.

Every ripple of the sword energy will depict the brilliant color of blood, the lotus will turn from white to red, and countless blood lotuses will bloom after the huge white sword lotus.

The ripples connected and interfered with each other layer by layer, and the originally stable formation fell into pieces. Finally, the lotus growing step by step evolved from east to west into a lotus belt embedded in the Mongolian camp.

Bai Ying regained his composure and came to the side of Guo Jing and Yang Guo. It was Xiao Longnu. The face of the Mongolian man Kublai Khan turned livid. He did not expect that a top master would unexpectedly attack and cause huge damage to his soldiers. .

At this moment, those seriously injured Mongolian masters from the Western Regions were surrounding Kublai Khan. If the little dragon girl came again like a fairy, came to the side of the Mongolian Khan, and took the head of the Mongolian Khan with one sword, then everyone would die. .

"Senior sister, why are you here? Didn't I ask you to light explosives and burn the company camp? Why didn't the explosives explode?"

"You only gave me explosives, not fire."

"You can't find any fire in a camp of [-] people. Just go to a firehouse or a blacksmith who repairs weapons. Can't you find fire there?"

As soon as Yang Guo said this, Xiao Longnu suddenly realized that this was indeed unexpected, but Yang Guo did not have any bad intentions.

"Guo Jing is asking you for the last time, do you surrender or not? If you don't surrender, the people around me will fire thousands of arrows and shoot you into a hedgehog."

"I won't surrender. The real man is destined to die."

Suddenly, Yang Guo's situation opened up. He took out a pack of Huazi and a lighter directly from the mall in his system.

"Senior sister, look, this is my newly invented fire stick. It can't be extinguished even if the wind blows it. If you press it here, it will spray out flames."

"After Yang Guo finished speaking, he demonstrated it, lit the cigarette in the corner of his mouth with a lighter, took a long puff and puffed out the smoke for a while."

"Okay, just hold on a little longer and I'll use a lighter to light the gunpowder."

"No, I'm afraid of another accident? Yang Guo took two more puffs, and then put the cigarette into Xiao Longnu's hand. It would be more stylish to light it."

There is no way, only the gunpowder lit with cigarette butts will bloom the most dazzling fireworks.

"Wait a minute, I think we can still talk about this." Yang Guo suddenly spoke behind Guo Jing.

"Guo'er, what do you mean?" Guo Jing couldn't help but frown. He didn't believe that Yang Guo would beg for mercy fearing death.

"Uncle Guo, I'm talking to you now using the secret voice transmission technique. The camp has already bought explosives. I need to delay Xiao Longnu's time, so we pretend that we won't agree to the negotiation and it's just a delaying tactic."

Although Guo Jing did not know the secret speech technique and could not answer Yang Guo, after hearing Yang Guo's plan, he felt that it was feasible.

After getting the cigarette butt, Xiao Longnu used her body skills and instantly flew into the sky. She was nowhere to be found. Someone actually took out a bow and arrow and wanted to shoot Xiao Longnu. Xiao Longnu, with her outstanding dexterity skills, quickly shuttled through the arrows flying in the air and disappeared. Between the horizons.

For a moment, everyone could not help but break into a cold sweat after witnessing such a terrifying Qing Gong. Even gods might not be able to do such Qing Gong.

Yes, if we talk about Qinggong, Xiao Longnu is indeed the number one in the world.

"It seems that your boy intends to surrender, but I, Mongolia, have always been open-minded. As long as you are willing to join the Mongols, I will give you the same treatment." Several soldiers praised Kublai Khan's military order.

"At least you have to give me the title of general. I know that there are six levels of titles in Mongolia, namely baron, viscount, count, marquis, duke and king. I don't ask for much, just give me a count. .Then the title of Great Mongolia’s No. [-] Warrior will also be given to me.”