Wu Yao of Wuxia

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Yi Lan had a shocked look on his face, and for a while he was a little hard to believe that he had lost to Yang Guo, obviously there was a follow-up to the combo, obviously there was the most rounded finger about to be pointed out, and a lamp whispered an Amitabha Buddha.

The turning point of failure came too quickly, not to mention a light, almost everyone around was still in ignorance, the situation was still a situation of you coming and going, and suddenly it became a situation of defeat.

A sound of Amitabha Buddha awakened the people who turned into stone sculptures, and also made everyone understand that Yang Guo had won a light with his last sudden and exquisite move.

Defeating Zhou Botong and Yi Deng, completely made everyone realize that Yang Guo’s martial arts had reached the top five, especially defeating the veteran master Yi Deng, which completely proved Yang Guo’s power, and also made everyone gradually understand the strength of Yang Guo, who dared to claim to be the number one in the world.

Although Yang Guo had earned his reputation with battle after battle before, and he also had the posture of challenging the heroes of the world, after all, he had not defeated the famous five masters in the rivers and lakes, and it was difficult to convince the world’s first, and now he already had a real deserved.

Yang Guo’s face was joyless and sad, as if he had done something that was not a big deal, in fact, it was true for Yang Guo, after his own strength became stronger and stronger, he defeated the masters of the first light, within Yang Guo’s foreseeable range, the realm of both sides was the same, but the combat effectiveness was relatively different.

When the people around saw Yang Guo defeating a lamp, they didn’t look arrogant and joyful, they looked like a generation of grandmasters, and they were more and more full of respect for Yang Guo.

Yang Guo hit the iron while it was hot, turned around and said to Huang Yaoshi: “Also ask the owner of Huangdao to fight with Yang Mou in the field.” Yang Guo looked at Huang Rong’s face, and his attitude was quite polite to Huang Yaoshi.

Huang Yaoshi raised his eyebrows and said to Yang Guo suspiciously: “You defeated the old urchin and Yi Lantern one after another, especially just fought with Yi Lantern, the qi and blood are surging, the loss of true qi is great, don’t rest for a while and then start with the old man?” Medicine Master Huang directly pointed out the Dao.

Yang Guo laughed and said: “The Huangdao Lord doesn’t have to feel that this is taking advantage of the Huangdao generation, I have won the momentum of the two predecessors, the spirit and the gods have been in the most complete state, if you take advantage, or the Huangdao Lord has taken a chance, the Huangdao Lord does not need to hesitate, let’s start directly!” ”

“Well, sure enough, the hero is a teenager, then the old man is not welcome!” Medicine Master Huang narrowed his smile, ran the true qi in his body, and prepared to fight Yang Guo for the last battle.

“Okay, but I have a reluctant request, I hope that the owner of Huangdao can meet the next request.” Yang Guo said calmly.

“Oh? What do you have to ask for? Yang Guo defeated the old urchin and Yi Lantern one after another, and Huang Yaoshi had already placed Yang Guo as a master of the same status as himself.

“I heard that the Huangdao Lord Qinqi calligraphy and painting Qi Men Dun Jia can be described as proficient, and the evening generation heard that the Huangdao Lord has an attack method deduced from the sound of the flute, I don’t know if I can let the evening generation see it.” Yang Guo voiced his request.

“Are you talking about the blue sea tide song? People who trigger the body’s qi and blood, and those who lack internal strength, if the rhythm enters the body, they can’t resist it, and they have a headache that is difficult to endure, and they vomit blood if they are seriously injured! Yang Guo’s words complimented, and he smiled, so he said a few more words to remind Yang Guo.

“Saving the day, please teach the Lord of Huangdao!” He said indifferently, casually standing there and stretching out his hand to invite Huang Yaoshi to play the flute.

Huang Rong and Cheng Ying looked at Yang Guo with some worry, and they were very clear about Huang Yaoshi’s Bihai Chao Shengqu, one as a daughter and the other as a closed disciple.

Yang rolled the corner of his eyes and nodded slightly to Huang Rong and Cheng Ying, signaling that they didn’t have to worry about themselves.

“Good!” Huang Yaoshi was no longer wordy, instantly urged the true qi in his body, took out the jade flute with a green body, slowly exhaled and began to blow the flute.

The Blue Sea Tide Song is the Yellow Medicine Master’s imitation of the sound of the sea tides, containing extremely superb deadly martial arts, killing people invisibly.

The sound gradually rose, at the beginning everyone quickly felt, as if there was a vast sea in front of them, a picture of no waves, the tide in the distance slowly advanced, gradually approaching and faster, and then the waves surged up, white waves connected mountains, and the tide of fish jumped whales floated, the wind whistled on the sea and gulls flew, coupled with water monsters and sea monsters, the tide of demons, suddenly the iceberg floated, suddenly the sea was boiling, extremely changeable.

Stormy waves, crushing between hands.

When the ice crashed and the world turned upside down.

In the hall, the guards and servants in the Desperate Valley suddenly sprayed blood from their mouths, their eyes were round, and they suddenly fell to death on the spot, and they were already dead.

Behind a lamp, the four people had a nose hemorrhage and were uncomfortable. After seeing the light, he quickly spat out a trilling sound to offset the killing from the flute, and escorted the four people.

The Quanzhen Sect Daoists beside the old urchin were even more unbearable, deranged, and blood appeared from their mouths, noses and eyes, revealing an extremely uncomfortable expression. The old urchin screamed strangely, blocked the front, and used his internal strength to punch out a set of empty fists, completely dispelling the threat caused by the whistle.

Huang Rong and Cheng Ying were very clear about the power of Huang Yaoshi’s blue sea tide song, and before Huang Yaoshi played, they let Xiaolongnu and the others retreat one after another, weakening the damage and impact of the flute on themselves by widening the distance.

The sound of the tide seems to sound in the ears, rising and falling, rising and retreating, the surface is as horizontal as a mirror, but the bottom of the sea is turbulent undercurrents, lurking in the silence and danger.

The rhythm is linked, the damage is superimposed, the more you listen, the more you will be hurt by the sound of the flute, under the support of a lamp and the old urchin respectively, the people behind the two people barely kept awake for a short time, but the more they felt the power of Huang Yaoshi’s sound killing, everyone did not dare to continue to resist, so they had to retreat to the outside of the hall like Huang Rong and others.

Soon, a large space came in the middle of the hall, leaving only Yang Guo and Huang Yaoshi in the middle of the hall.

At this time, Yang Guo stood in place without any influence, without a trace of movement, as if he was not affected by the slightest bit of blue sea tides.

Seeing this, Huang Yaoshi’s eyes burst with dazzling light, and the song suddenly became violent and abnormal, like a terrifying wave, the sea was angry, bringing more great power, although Huang Yaoshi was aimed at Yang Guo, the center point was on Yang Guo’s body, but the sound that escaped fell into everyone’s ears, but he felt that his body was more uncomfortable, and he urgently wanted to stay away from the hall.

But what surprised everyone and Huang Yaoshi was how Ren Huang Yaoshi urged the jade flute, Yang Guo stood like a giant stone standing on the coast, no matter how big the waves you wanted, you couldn’t shake a single bit.

Huang Yaoshi urged several tunes in a row, but he still couldn’t make Yang Guo move even one footstep.

Before you know it, the sound of the flute slows down and finally disappears.

In the confused eyes of everyone, only the voice of Huang Yaoshi sounded: “Yang boy, you won.” “_

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