Zongwu: I have no fault in Yang Guo, how can I change it?

Chapter 168
"He...isn't he Yang Guo? Why did his appearance change?"

"Hey, wasn't it a guess just now?"

"However, this person's martial arts are really good, and his strength is not much worse than that of Yang Guo."

"What he did today not only offended Emei, but also offended Shaolin. The road is narrowed."

"Hahaha... These respectable families are ashamed today!! Hahaha..."

……

In the stands, the masters of good and evil, who were clearly divided, talked a lot, and there was a faint anger brewing.

The remaining disciples of the Emei and Shaolin sects blushed, lowered their heads and ran quickly to take Miejue Shitai and Master Xuannan away, and they had no face to stay here.

Yang Guo's expression was calm, and with a burst of suction in his palm, he easily retrieved the bronze mask from the brick and put it back on.

"Master Mo, I don't know how to compare next."

"Since the top three have been selected, how about we start drawing lots?" Mo Xiezi looked calm, but calm.

"Yang has no objection."

Mo Xiezi nodded, turned to look at the crowd in the stands, and said loudly, "Dear guests, now that the top three are selected, the next step is when the rankings will be determined. If there is any grievance, I hope you can bear it for a while."

Staring at the beauty in purple on the ring, the eyes of the sect masters were thinking, as if they were deliberating.

Mo Xiezi waited quietly for a while, gave Elder Mo Zuo a look, and saw him leave quickly with a solemn expression.

"Our village has no intention of participating in the grievances and grievances of the rivers and lakes. It is just selling weapons, that's all. Please honor the little girl with some kindness."

The heads hesitated again and again, looking at Guo Jing, waiting for his intention.

Guo Jing stood up and cupped his hands, "Vendor Mo speaks seriously. Today, Zhuang Mo invites you sincerely. Naturally, Guo will not make trouble."

Seeing Guo Jing taking the lead, the heroes expressed their opinions one after another.

Mo Xiezi nodded slightly, and returned a salute, "Thank you, Mr. Guo, for your honest words. Mo Xie is very grateful."

When the martial arts arena gradually quieted down, Mo Xiezi looked at the other two contestants and said, "Mr. Murong, Miss Wangshu, please come to the stage to draw lots."

Murong Fu waved his folding fan, his two temples swaying in the wind, a confident smile appeared on his crown-like cheeks, he tapped his toes, leaped up into the air, and landed on the ring, no one could see I have to say something about Mr. Pianpian.

And the woman named Wang Shu, dressed very simply, coarse linen, with a broken basket pinned to her waist, she looked like a fisherman's girl.

However, she has a graceful figure, revealing some wrists, white and delicate ankles, a charming blush under the setting sun, and a veil, obviously she is not an ordinary fisher girl.

"Master Mo, the little girl thinks she is no match for the two young heroes, so she won't make a fool of herself on stage."

Mo Xiezi was slightly taken aback, looked at the broken basket on Wangshu's waist and smiled, "If that's the case, then don't force Miss Wangshu."

Wang Shu nodded slightly, and sat down quietly, ignoring the surprised and disdainful gazes cast by the heroes.

According to what they thought, the women's family, even the women's family, didn't even have the courage to fight.

on the ring.

Hearing the word "Wangshu", Yang Guo felt as if he had heard it somewhere, and when he was about to think about it, he heard Murong Fu say, "Murong has met Brother Yang, and Brother Yang and Murong met an old friend, very happy." Similarly, if he hadn't seen brother Yang's true face just now, Murong would have thought he was coming."

As Murong Fu said, he stared straight at Yang Guo's eyes, as if he wanted to see something, but he could only see the word "calm".

Glancing at Wang Yuyan, who was full of worry in the stands, she shook her head lightly, "Young Master Murong, life is a big dream, sometimes you don't have to push yourself too hard."

Murong Fu shrank his pupils sharply, pursed his lips and remained silent.

"Just now Miss Wang Shu has announced that she will no longer fight, then the next thing is for the two to compete. It's just that today is just a martial arts competition. It's not about life and death. I hope the two will stop at the end."

Mo Xiezi left the ring, returned to the stands, and looked at the two on the ring with great interest.

Cang-

There was a clear and crisp sound.

Murong Fu drew his sword and stood there with a solemn expression, "Let's draw the sword."

"No need!"

Yang Guo stepped forward, moving like the wind, and suddenly appeared in front of Murong Fu, Murong Fu drew back his sword to resist, with a bit of anger, he quickly counterattacked with his sword, pointing out densely packed cold stars.

Yang Guo wanted to test Murong Fu's current martial arts skills, he moved his "Xuanming Sword Finger" to meet him with qi lingering in his hands.

In an instant, more than ten rounds have passed.

Regarding Murong Fu's current strength, Yang Guo is also aware of it.

Progress has been made, but not much.

The two of them fought together in the arena, playing swords and sweating profusely, and they smashed the stone and wood arena to pieces in a short while.

It makes people feel more captivating than Yang Guo's previous one-vs-[-] fight.

The roof of the mountain wall and stone building.

"Did City Lord Ye see an opponent he's interested in?"

"Their sword skills are good."

"Oh..." Honored Matre looked at Ye Gucheng quite unexpectedly, and said with a smile, "I don't know if it's City Lord Ye's powerful sword or their swords."

Ye Gucheng sipped some wine, and said lightly, "Me."

Honored Matre chuckled, neither refuted nor agreed, but asked the beautiful woman beside her, "Saints are also masters at using swords, what do you think of their sword skills?"

"I don't know."

The Holy Maiden of the White Lotus caressed the sword box, and her clear eyes reflected the two people on the ring, seeming to be confused.

Her eyes were half closed, and she said softly, "It's getting late, we should go back."

"Wait a moment."

Honored Matre paused, and looked at the Holy Maiden Bailian who spoke up, "Is the Holy Maiden still doing something?"

"I want to finish it."

The honored mother's eyes flickered, she walked up to the white lotus maiden with lotus steps, followed her gaze, looked at the two people fighting in the arena, put her palm lightly on the shoulder of the white lotus maiden, leaned over, and murmured for a while .

"It's getting late for the saint, we should go back."

"Um... well..."

Honored Mother frowned, nodded with satisfaction, and gently took the arm of the Holy Maiden of the White Lotus.

Ye Gucheng chuckled twice, eyes half closed, and continued to drink.

woo-

Suddenly, a high-pitched, long-pitched cry resounded through the sky with a little joy.

On the stage, Yang Guo was slightly stunned, looking towards the direction of the stone building.

'Why is Brother Diao here?Didn't you tell it to wait for me? '

Yang Guo was puzzled, Murong Fu took advantage of Yang Guo's distraction and raised his sword to attack.

The cold wind hit his face, Yang Guo stretched his arms to fight back, his internal energy circulated, and he blew out a "heart-destroying true energy".

Murong Fu had just taught how powerful this move is, so he hastily changed his move, the long sword in his palm swirled quickly, after smashing the "heart-destroying true energy", he approached with another sword.

Yang Guo lifted himself up, flew high into the sky, stepped on the tip of the sword, and slapped Murong Futian's face.

Murong Fu was terrified, he couldn't draw back his sword in time, he raised his palm to meet him.

Snapped--

Murong Fu frowned, and retreated with a sliding step, half of his body fell out of the ring.

When Yang Guo was about to bully him, another long cry of "Woo--" came out, the high-pitched and clear voice carried a hint of urgency.

Yang Guo frowned, he was worried about Brother Diao, he couldn't help but look again, seeing Brother Diao flapping his iron wings continuously, and singing one after another, Yang Guo endured his headache and used the "spiritual eye" magic.

"This……"

Yang Guo stood there dumbfounded, his heart was beating suddenly, he seemed to be pleasantly surprised, but at the same time he seemed to be in disbelief.

"Yang Guo!"

Lu Wushuang shouted suddenly.

Yang Guo regained his senses slightly, and saw Murong Fu stabbing his shoulder but full of doubts.

Sensing the pain of the shoulder injury, Yang Guo smiled, his internal energy circulated, he forced the long sword out vigorously, immediately sealed the acupoint to stop the bleeding, and circulated "Rejuvenation True Qi" to heal the injury.

Murong Fu took two steps back, clenched the hilt of his sword, "Are you really Yang Guo?"

Yang Guo didn't say a word, he ran wildly, leaving Murong Fu standing there with a dazed expression.

Mo Xiezi looked at the stone building uneasily from the moment when the divine sculpture sang, and when he saw Yang Guo heading straight for the stone building, he was startled.

'not good! '

Mo Xiezi's head was in a mess of thoughts, looking at the doubtful people around him, he felt his hands and feet were cold, and he couldn't sit still.

For a moment, he didn't know whether to stop Yang Guo or stay where he was.

"Little girl, did you call that person Yang Guo just now?" He Taichong, the head of the Kunlun School, asked sternly.

Lu Wushuang was startled, looking at the questioning gazes all around her, her brain was spinning quickly, she scratched her head, and looked confused, "Why, isn't he Yang Guo? Don't you all say he is Yang Guo?"

Daguan Neng, the eldest of the Kongtong Five Elders, said coldly, "Oh, you came with him, you really don't know?"

Lu Wushuang bit her inner lip with her white teeth, and clenched the handle of the knife with her palm.

"I'll take down this witch first, and then go after Yang Guo. This time, I will definitely not let him escape!"

Said a person who hated Yang Guo deeply.

"Okay, let's do this! Don't let that devil slip away!"

"I'm going to tell the head to bring someone in, brothers, wait a moment!"

……

Listening to the words around him, old Lu Tie frowned, stood in front of Lu Sanjin, and said in a low voice, "My lord, we..."

bang——

Lu Sanjin held a musket that was emitting green smoke, and said loudly, "She is my sister Lu Sanjin. If she violates any royal law, it will be decided by the government. How can you use lynching!!"

This statement came out.

Everyone present stared at Lu Sanjin with strange expressions.

These people are used to being high and high, and they always sneered at the king's law and didn't care. How could they listen to Lu Sanjin's words, and someone would arrest him.

I saw Lu Tie greeted him with a palm, exposing his innate aura, which made many people fearful.

"Senior, this matter is none of your business, please don't get involved in it, otherwise don't blame me for bullying the few by waiting too much and being immoral!"

Hearing this, Lu Tie looked at Lu Sanjin, hesitated for a while, and said, "My lord, you are worthy of Mr. Yang, so don't take any risks. If something happens to you, how can I be worthy of the master's explanation."

Lu Sanjin gritted his teeth, his body trembled slightly, and said in a deep voice:

"Whether I, Lu Sanjin, is doing business or being a person, I always pay attention to being right and conscientious. I regard brother Yang as a friend, and I will do anything for my friend. How can I leave at this time? Uncle Tie, if you want to Let's go, let's go."

Lu Tie sighed, his whole body surged with true energy, and his voice was like a torrent of bells:
"Heroes, the old man has been greatly favored by the master, and he will never abandon the young master. If you want to make a move today, you must pass the old man first!"

"Then offend!" He Taichong sneered, and said to the group of heroes, "Everyone, this senior insists on doing this, so we don't need to show mercy, let's go shoulder to shoulder."

"Okay! No matter what Mr. Tieqin said, no matter what you say, evil spirits are heretics, everyone can get them and punish them, so there is no need to tell them the rules of the world!"

"That dog thief, have you forgotten someone? I'm not dead yet."

Li Tianheng gave a loud shout, and walked over with the envoy of the Five Elements Banner of Mingjiao, attracting a crowd of heretics to join him.

"Boss is getting more and more interesting, can we get on?"

Yue Laosan, who was eager to try, shifted his eyes from "Gentleman Sword" Yue Buqun to Duan Yanqing.

At this time, Duan Yanqing was staring at the "King of Zhennan" Duan Zhengchun.

"No hurry, just wait."

Looking at the chaotic martial arts arena, Mo Xiezi pressed his "temple" lightly, showing a sad face. She also did not expect that Yang Guo alone would cause so many troubles.

Mo Liuhua next to her was thankful that Yang Guo hadn't agreed to become guest minister of "Sword Casting Villa", otherwise he might cause a whole lot of trouble.

"Everyone, don't talk nonsense with them, then Yang Guo ran to the stone building, I'll catch up and talk first!"

As soon as these words came out, many rushed towards the stone building, but were stopped by the disciples Mo Xiezi ordered in advance.

"Master Mo, what do you mean? Are you going to join forces with those evil spirits?"

He Taichong drew out his long sword, looking at Mo Xiezi, a big beauty, his eyes flashed with fire.

Since He Taichong's wife, Ban Shuxian, was seriously injured by Yang Guo's sword in Xiangyang City last time, her injuries have not recovered yet, and she needs someone to take care of her every day when she eats and goes to the bathroom.

This made He Taichong, who had been in fear for a long time, heaved a sigh of relief, feeling that the shackles attached to his body had been removed, and his martial arts had improved a lot.

now.

He put Ban Shuxian, who had no resistance, under house arrest, but sent someone to take good care of her, but he was no longer afraid of his wife as he used to be, and he became indulgent in his actions.

Mo Xiezi frowned tightly, his palms were sweating, and when he was thinking about what to do, he saw a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, who looked honest and honest, but had an air of majesty coming over.

Mo Xiezi's heart tightened, he couldn't figure out why Guo Jing came.

"Guo Daxia, it's just in time for you to come, hurry up and give me a helping hand!"

"Guo Daxia is up to you!"

"I heard Guo Daxia, if you want to fight or not, just say a word!"

……

Guo Jing's tiger eyes were full of power, he surrounded the four directions, stretched out his hands and pressed twice, "Heroes, please listen to what Guo said!"

"Guo Daxia, it's okay to say, as long as you give an order, my Kongtong faction will lead people to kill!"

"I, too, belong to the Longsha Gang!"

"And our Jingzhou Wanjia!"

"Count us Kunlun sent one!"

"Old man Qingliang Temple, a person on the mountain of God, also admires Guo Daxia as a man, and is willing to obey Guo Daxia's orders."

……

A series of religious sects that had enmity with Yang Guo in the past, or hot-headed followers spoke one after another.

Guo Jing sank into his dantian, and said in a loud voice, "Thanks to the love of all heroes, Guo is very grateful, but what Guo wants to say today is to clarify for Brother Xiao."

This statement came out.

There was still a lot of excitement just now, but the expressions of the red-faced heroes froze, staring at Guo Jing with flickering eyes.

"Hero Guo, have you been bewitched by those two foreigners? As the saying goes, people who are not of my race must have different hearts. They must be deceiving you!"

Guo Jing shook his head, and when he was about to explain, another person said, "Guo Daxia, don't forget who helped you defend Xiangyang, you can't lie for those monsters for your own selfishness."

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(End of this chapter)