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

Chapter 91 Thirteen Taibao Crossing Practice

Inside the hotel premises.

Yang Guo had already been awakened, with a tired look on his brows, he looked at Xiao Longnv who had just woken up and her temples were slightly messed up.

"Are you awake later?"

Yang Guo nodded, the brilliance in his eyes flashed, and he scanned his surroundings.

He was slightly taken aback when he saw several innate auras fighting together in the Guo Mansion.

The line of sight came to the downstairs of the inn.

In a trance, he stared at a pair of eyes like stagnant water, slightly surprised in his heart.

'was found? '

Yang Guo was vigilant inwardly, took the weapon, his thoughts circulated.

"My aunt's situation is not right. The people downstairs are not easy to mess with. Let's tell Lu Wushuang to slip away quickly."

As for why not choose to make a move?

Knowing that the strength of the comer should not be underestimated, and his condition is not good, but he still wants to fight him, isn't that stupid?
There is nothing to be ashamed of running away, there will always be 30 years in Hexi.

"The Bailian demon will die!"

Miejue Shitai's cold shout exploded in the night.

bang——

The door latch was snapped off with a palm.

The missionary wearing a white robe stood in the warm candlelight at the door, and said coldly:

"You two, please go downstairs, Master Gu Buddha wants to see you."

'Why is he a member of the White Lotus Sect again? '

Yang Guo was speechless, but he didn't move or open his mouth.

"You two, please go downstairs, Master Gu Buddha wants to see you."

The man repeated it again.

Seeing that Yang and Long hadn't moved, they walked in with big strides, their white robes chattering.

Seeing that it was useless, he wanted to force it.

choke-

bundle--

The sword rises and the dragon sings, the cold light shines brightly, and the white dragon comes out of the water, waving its fingers like an arm.

Yang Guo and Xiao Longnv had a tacit understanding for a long time, and they shot at almost the same time.

The preacher was startled, stretched his arms and retreated quickly, but felt his waist tighten, and just about to cut off the white silk, a flash of sword light had already reached three inches from his throat.

"not good!"

puff-

The fresh blood dyed the sword red and green, and the blood flowed out all over the place.

The body that fell on the ground kept twitching, not completely dead.

Suck--

Yang Guo had no expression on his face, the suction in his palm was strong, he retrieved the weapon, and led Xiao Longnv through the window to Lu Wushuang's room next door.

At this time, there was already a fight inside.

Seeing that Lu Wushuang, who was still very weak, was about to be captured with a single move, and the wrong bone hand grabbed his throat.

Yang Guo popped out the almost inaudible Jade Bee Needle with his fingers.

puff--

The jade bee needle missed the missionary's neck and penetrated three inches into the wood.

In such a dim environment, the Jade Bee Needle was still hidden, Yang Guo was surprised that this person's perception was good.

"How dare you kill the envoy of my religion, I will sacrifice your blood to him!"

Shhhhhhhhhhhh

A slender iron chain was pulled towards Yang Guo's forehead.

A sonic boom emanated from the tip of the dagger of the iron chain, and the sound was terrifying.

"I'll come later, you go and see Miss Lu."

The gurgling internal energy flowed, and the little dragon girl used the golden bell and silver to claim power.

I saw a piece of snow-white silk quickly cut off the iron chain, hooked the iron chain, and hit the vase next to the wooden wall.

crackling-

The vase shattered on the spot, and the iron chain remained undiminished, sinking into the wooden wall.

jingle--

The golden bell rang.

Xiao Longnv's sleeves fluttered like a celestial being, another white silk slipped out from the cuff, a golden bell rang and hit the Tanzhong acupoint on the man's chest.

Wang Wu was terrified, he clenched the iron chain tightly and crossed his arms to resist.

Yang Guo quickly helped Lu Wushuang up, "How are you, are you alright?"

Lu Wushuang shook his head, and hurriedly said: "Let's run quickly, I just saw that monk downstairs fighting with that uncle, smashing the counter into pieces with one palm, it's really scary!"

"That's exactly what I meant." Yang Guo replied with a smile, Yang Guo turned his head and shouted: "Girl, let's go."

"it is good!"

Xiao Longnv replied, waving her jade arms, took back the white silk, and retreated to the side of Yang Guo and the two of them.

"I want to leave! It's not that easy!" With a cold shout, Wang Wu shouted loudly: "Mu Yu'er come quickly!"

"The little monk has arrived, just now Brother Zhang has returned to the embrace of the Buddha, Brother Wang Wu, you have to be careful."

A somewhat youthful voice came, and a huge stick shadow mixed with true energy was seen swinging towards it.

"Yang Guo, be careful." Lu Wushuang exclaimed.

Standing in front of Lu Wushuang, Yang Guo took two steps forward in an instant, palmed over his head, like hitting a snake seven inches, and grabbed the back half of the iron rod.

Snapped--

Slapping the iron rod on the palm of his hand, Yang Guo didn't feel any discomfort, a cold light flashed towards Mu Yu'er's throat.

stab-

Mu Yu'er reacted very quickly, she bent down suddenly, bent her arms, half-kneeled down, and threw a stick towards the sky, the end of the stick pointed at Yang Guo's waist.

Yang Guo was not interested in fighting at all, seeing that Xiao Longnv had withdrawn from the battlefield, he stretched his arms and retreated quickly.

"Don't leave, benefactor!"

Seeing that Yang Guo wanted to get away, Mu Yu'er yelled loudly, made the shooting star chase the moon, flew in mid-air, and hit Yang Guo with a stick.

This stick was struck from above and down, and the strong wind brought up a scorching pain on the face.

Yang Guo only felt that this person was a bit difficult to deal with.

When the iron rod was about to hit the top of his head, his body fluttered, and he raised his sword and pressed it horizontally, so that the rod hit his feet and pierced the floor.

"Auntie, take Lu Wushuang and go first, I'll come later!"

Xiao Longnv was startled slightly, nodded, grabbed Lu Wushuang's shoulders and jumped out of the window.

Seeing the two of Xiao Longnv leave, Yang Guo's eyes froze, his robes were windless and automatic.

call out--

The short dagger at the top of the iron chain shot at Yang Guo's throat.

The venomous snake spat out letters, unusually cold.

Clang——

The Blossoming Green Sword trembled slightly, and the dragon chant continued, after blocking it in front of him, Yang Guo ran out of the window without hesitation.

"Strike thousands of miles away!"

Mu Yu'er patted the tail of the stick, and the whole body of the iron stick trembled like a flying arrow, causing ripples.

Then there was a bad wind blowing in his chest, Yang Guo had no choice but to dodge, and missed the opportunity to escape.

At this time, the items in the house were already bad, rotten and rotten.
The wooden floor was even more potholed, as if it was about to collapse. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a mess.

Yang Guo stood in the center holding the sword, his brows were furrowed, feeling a little annoyed.

"Why are the fish so slow?"

A voice as old as a bell echoed around.

Mu Yu'er paused for a moment, and replied: "I can ask this benefactor to go down immediately, master wait a while."

The voice fell.

The two Bailian sects in the house shot together.

The three of them moved their hands again in an instant.

The sword, light, stick, and shadow were constantly rubbing against each other, with iron chains like poisonous snakes interspersed in the middle.

After more than 30 rounds.

"The donor has good martial arts."

Dodging the shadow of the sword attacking his throat, Mu Yu'er retreated to the window and couldn't help but praise.

"Little monk, you are not bad!"

Yang Guo just cut off the iron chain with a single sword and knocked down Wang Wu, he found a chance to grab the iron rod and wanted to take it away.

But he didn't expect that Muyu'er seemed to be born with supernatural power, so he didn't move a muscle.

With Yang Guo's current physique, he already has nearly a thousand catties of strength, how could this not surprise him.

"The benefactor is too rewarding." Mu Yu'er made a Buddhist salute with one hand together, and Mu Yu'er continued: "Master, please ask the benefactor to go down for a while, there is no malice, and please ask the benefactor to go down with the little monk."

Glancing at Wang Wu who was lying on the ground not knowing whether he was alive or dead, Yang Guo calmly said, "No need."

"Then... please forgive me for offending me."

The voice just fell.

Mu Yu'er, who showed a delicate face, unbuttoned his white robe and rolled up his sleeves, his bald head glowed with a dark silver brilliance.

"Iron head skills? No... and..."

Seeing that Mu Yu'er's exposed skin was also glowing with dark silver, Yang Guo's sword eyebrows shrank slightly, "Iron cloth shirt?"

Mu Yu'er showed a kind smile, "This is the thirteen Taibao's horizontal practice, benefactor be careful!"

Kachacha, Kachacha, Kachacha...

A small voice sounded, Yang Guo looked at the slightly shaking floor, "It seems that you can't keep me anymore."

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(End of this chapter)