Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 990 Horrible like gods and demons
  All eyes fell on Yang Kang's raised hand, and everyone couldn't take their eyes away, just waiting for the moment to take action.

A shocking siege is about to break out.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
  However, at this moment, a crisp sound of applause suddenly came from inside this luxurious carriage.

The applause was filled with an indescribable charm. Hearing this voice, Yang Kang, Guo Jing and others, who were worthy of the word "first-class master", all felt trembling and their inner breaths were disturbed.

Wow!
  Mu Nianci, who was slightly inferior in martial arts, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of bright red blood, his face pale.

"Little brother Guo Jing, little brother Yang Kang." A melodious voice sounded from inside the carriage, "We haven't seen each other for a while. Don't you seem to have made much progress?"

"It seems that Wang Chongyang is useless, and his disciples and grandchildren are even more useless than him!"

what?
  The dignified leader of the Quanzhen Sect, the great master who founded the Quanzhen Tao, was actually called useless by the people in the carriage.

If this spreads out, it will make others laugh.

But no one here thought this was too much.

In the whole world, only the person speaking now has such qualifications!
  The rich charm in the voice came and went, over and over again, constantly stimulating the inner breath of Yang Kang, Guo Jing and others.

Bang! Bang! Bang! …

The martial arts masters who followed the brothers Guo Jing and Yang Kang had their internal energy in chaos, and they fell off their horses like onions upside down.

It landed on the flat ground with a muffled sound.

In the blink of an eye, the only ones left on the horse were Guo Jing and his wife and Yang Kang and his wife.

Seeing this scene, Guo Jing's face changed drastically, and he was a little shocked, but not at all disappointed. He held the long sword at his waist with his backhand.

Yang Kang stretched out a hand to stop his somewhat straight-tempered sworn brother.

"Senior, my eldest brother and I are just bringing people here for a visit. Is it appropriate to deal with such a heavy hand?" Yang Kang was horrified in his heart, but said calmly on his face.

"Is it appropriate?" Ming Xiaoyang's tone became extremely weird, "Boy Yang Kang, do you think I am a fool?"

"Did anyone bring dozens of people with weapons to pay their respects?"

"You!" From the beginning to the end, Ming Xiaoyang never showed up, but he knew everything about the outside world, as if he had opened the legendary eye.

When Yang Kang heard this, he couldn't help showing a look of horror.

"It's been a while, I haven't seen you for a while. It's really gratifying that my senior's martial arts have improved to a higher level." Yang Kang took a deep breath to calm down and complimented.

"That's natural." There was a hint of pride in Ming Xiaoyang's voice, "With my current martial arts skills, let alone seeing through a few little mice, even seeing through everything is a piece of cake!"

"It's a joke for you to fight with me."

"Forget it." As he spoke, Ming Xiaoyang's tone became boring again, "I have nothing to say to you juniors."

"I, Taoist Master, go ahead and remember to say hello to that old beggar on behalf of Mr. Ben Taoist."

Call!
  Before he finished speaking, the eight strong horses pulling the cart quickly turned their heads and headed towards the mountains and forests outside Xiangyang City, as if they were touched by something.

In the blink of an eye, he left in front of everyone.

Watching Ming Xiaoyang's carriage leave, Guo Jing, Yang Kang and others wanted to take action, but could not muster any fighting spirit.

"Kangdi." Guo Jing didn't react until Ming Xiaoyang's carriage completely disappeared and looked at his sworn brother.

Tick ​​tock! Tick ​​tock! Tick ​​tock! …

Drops of sweat the size of soybeans appeared on Yang Kang's smooth forehead, and his handsome face was full of fear.

"So...so amazing, this...how is this possible." Unbelievable words spat out from Yang Kang's mouth, "In less than a year, Wuyouzi, an old immortal, has actually reached such a superb level of martial arts." Even, even, even..."

Yang Kang said three times in succession, but could not find a suitable explanation.

"Even close to gods and demons." An old and energetic voice sounded, and a ragged figure walked out of the thin mist.

I saw that he was dressed in rags and had a ruddy face, except for his big belly, which was extremely annoying.

In his hand, he also held a bamboo stick that was green and green, divided into bamboo sections and difficult to be damaged by swords.

Hong Qigong, the leader of the Beggar Clan!
  It turned out that he had also been hiding in the dark just now, secretly observing the old opponent with whom he had known and fought for decades.

puff!
  "master."

"Seventh Duke."

"Leader Hong!"

Seeing Hong Qigong appear, everyone was overjoyed and gathered around him one after another. Even the martial arts masters who were shocked to the ground looked at Hong Qigong with admiration.

Although Hong Qigong was greedy, his character was impeccable. He never killed anyone who didn't deserve to die in his life, and his conduct was noble.

In this way, how could he not be respected by the martial arts community.

However, Hong Qigong's condition was not very good at this time. His face turned pale, and he opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of bright blood.

"Master." Guo Jing, who was originally ecstatic, saw his mentor vomiting blood and rushed to his side to support him.

"Good fellow, what on earth has this stinky Taoist priest Wuyouzi accomplished?" Hong Qigong has gradually faded away from the Beggar Clan in recent years and is interested in cultivating Guo Jing as the next leader of the Beggar Clan.

With his temperament, after getting rid of the tedious help, he naturally traveled around in search of delicious food.

When encountering injustice, take action and kill a few corrupt officials.

This time, Guo Jing and Yang Kang felt the chaos in the north and came to Xiangyang City to help defend the city, and learned that Wuyouzi had returned to the world.

Thinking of old and new grudges, a group of martial arts comrades with the same hatred were secretly gathered together, but the news was accidentally leaked.

Hong Qigong is nearby. He has known Wuyouzi for many years and knows how difficult this old man who seems to be laughing and joking but has no integrity is to deal with.

Therefore, he came secretly, hoping to save the lives of Guo Jing, Yang Kang and others at a critical moment.

Unexpectedly, before taking action, he felt boundless restraint coming from the earth, and his whole body seemed to be pressed under a big mountain.

Continuously running the power is like a mayfly regretting the mountain, and it has no effect at all.

If the other party didn't have the intention to kill him, maybe he would have turned into a corpse!

When Ming Xiaoyang and his party left, the burden finally disappeared. Hong Qigong took a deep breath, opened his mouth and spurted out blood.

Upon seeing this, Guo Jing, Yang Kang and others hurriedly gathered around. Everyone who fell to the ground also recovered their breath and struggled to stand up.

Hong Qigong was fine. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, he almost recovered from his injuries. He looked at Guo Jing bitterly.

"Jing'er, you better not have any thoughts of revenge in the future. Wuyouzi's martial arts have improved so fast that it has surpassed human imagination. Even though he didn't really take action just now and didn't even show his face, he was already able to easily defeat us. Kill them all.”

"In my old beggar's opinion, if you add me, Old Poison, Huang Laoxie, and Emperor Duan together, and maybe include Old Naughty Boy and Qiu Qianren, maybe we can..."

"What can I do?" Qiu Qianchi asked hurriedly.

(End of this chapter)