Chapter 12 is finally released, but it’s not easy.

The sword light was still some distance away from Yang Gui, and Yang Gui could already feel the sting between his eyebrows.

Yang Gui stretched out his hand to grab it, and Dugu Qiufei's four-foot-high Qingfeng jumped into his hand. Niwan Palace jumped, and he saw him holding the sword formula in his left hand, holding the sword vertically in his right hand, and shouted softly.

"Taiyi split lightsaber!"

With a flash of golden light, the long sword actually split into a golden lightsaber, with a four-foot green blade in front of him to protect him, and the golden lightsaber stabbed the person coming.

"Huh?"

The visitor let out a light sigh, retracted the long sword in his hand, blocked the air sword, and reached back to take the "Shenmen point" on Yang Gui's right wrist.

Yang Gui withdrew his sword and retreated to defense. The shining golden air sword circled in the air and stabbed at the vital part of the attacker.

At this time, ten people including Bai Zhentong, Wang Jiwei and others realized that Bai Zhentong wanted to prevent the two from fighting, but thanks to Yang Gui's exaggerated special effects, the two men were surrounded by sword energy and could not get close at all. Their internal strength was weak.

, amidst the roar of internal energy, the sound could not penetrate at all, so I could only watch the battle in place.

Bai Zhentong's face was full of anxiety, "Brother Shan, why are you so reckless? If the young master Xi Kuang is seriously injured here, or even dies, then all ten of us brothers will be dead!"

Brother Shan was the one who had just given a signal at the entrance of the alley to sway people to come. He returned to the court with a complete list. He was originally the youngest son of a magistrate in the southeast. He had not been able to read poetry and take imperial examinations since he was a child, and only loved practicing martial arts.

When the Yuan Dynasty conquered the southeast, his father was naturally unable to serve as an official. He returned to his hometown to become a wealthy landowner. However, Shan Guitang was not angry at the Tatars overthrowing the Han Dynasty. He relied on his martial arts to become a lone bandit, specifically against the Tatars.

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At this time, he could only smile bitterly and said: "I didn't think carefully about this matter. When the Taoist Master wants to kill me, all I have to do is stop the Taoist Master's sword at the risk of my life."

"Oh, that's easy for you to say!" Bai Zhentong slapped his thigh, "The Taoist master's martial arts is like that of a god. Even if ten of us attack together, how can we stop him from striking a blow?"

At this time in the field, the man saw the qi sword turning around, and then blocked it again. After knocking it away, the qi sword was still circling back and forth, which was very annoying.

The man simply raised his sword and slashed hard.

"Bang!"

The qi sword was smashed into fragments all over the sky. The man was about to raise his sword to attack Yang Gui, but he saw the fragments all over the sky closed up behind him and formed a sword again, and stabbed him in the back of the head.,
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Yang Gui's move is quite insidious. The special effects he has practiced are very different from orthodox martial arts. The enemy never expects that things that have been broken into pieces can be controlled out of thin air, and can be closed again to attack from behind.

But his current opponent seemed to have a 360-degree vision, and could see behind his back. He saw that the long sword in the man's hand suddenly softened, like a rubber band spinning around and rolled towards the back of his head, and he smashed the air sword again with great force.

, then rolled up all the fragments in it, and waved his hand back!

Debris all over the sky came towards Yang Gui like raindrops. Hidden behind the debris was a long sword that was stabbing insidiously in a circle.

Bai Zhentong and others were shocked when they saw this, and they had already sentenced Yang Gui to death in their hearts.

"Suffer it!" Bai Zhentong said in a deep voice: "Brothers, be ready to pounce at any time. Although it is useless, we can't just watch Yang Daxia's young master being folded here because of our mistakes."

Everyone nodded and tensed up, preparing that Yang Gui couldn't resist it, so they rushed directly into the circle of sword energy and used their bodies to block Yang Gui's sword.

Only Wang Jiwei frowned and asked: "No, haven't you ever thought that this person named Yang will be fine?"

"How is that possible? Brother Wang, I'm not talking about you. You have seen the strength of Taoist Master and Yang Shaoxia. Although Yang Shaoxia is very skilled in martial arts, Taoist Master is already among the gods. His moves are like magic. As long as you have practiced martial arts for two days,

You will know the difference."

Shan Guitang was very pessimistic, thinking that Yang Gui would definitely die this time, and it was all his fault.

"Really? I don't think this guy named Yang is that simple." Although Wang Jiwei knew that the "Taoist" they tried to serve as their back-up man was extremely powerful, he recalled that Yang Gui had let him suffer under his own knife just now.

The turn around was completely imperceptible, and I always felt that the person named Yang would not be that simple.

At this time, the fragments of the Qi Sword had arrived in front of Yang Gui.

Yang Gui is not Frieza, and he will not do something stupid like being killed by something he created. With his left hand sword technique, the fragments returned to the sword shape again, blocking the opposite long sword, and at the same time, there were four feet of green in his hand.

Straight forward.

Yang Gui's energy was divided into two swords, one for attack and one for defense. He actually used a single sword to use the Jade Girl Su Xin Sword, with two swords, one empty and one real, going back and forth.

But the person who came was not in a hurry, and danced with a long sword. Regardless of whether it was true or false, as long as they were within three feet of him, they all returned in vain. They slowly pressed forward, and Yang Gui's swords became more and more difficult

Smooth.

"Look at it, I'd say this guy has two brushes!" Wang Jiwei was very satisfied with his vision.

But Bai Zhentong still looked solemn, "Young Shaoxia Yang deserves to be born in a famous family. He is very powerful at a young age. Unfortunately, he is still too young after all. The Taoist Priest has gradually suppressed him. With this development, Shaoxia Yang is still destined to lose."

Shan Guitang and others nodded nearby, obviously not optimistic about Yang Gui at all.

"Haha, good time!"

Yang Gui suddenly laughed and blew up his air sword in front of the "Taoist Master" to block time for a moment.

As Zhang Sanfeng said back then, Yang Gui's special effects were really just to show off, and they had basically no benefit in increasing the efficiency of the application of internal energy and the power of martial arts.

To put it bluntly, his "Taiyi Light Splitting Sword" has almost no difference in power from the Jade Girl Su Xin Sword he holds with two swords. It is admittedly more agile, but it also consumes more internal energy. It is of course better to use it to bully people who are weaker than him.

However, when encountering opponents of the same level or even stronger, it is not conducive to lasting success.

The move of exploding the sword basically had no blocking effect. The "Taoist Master" moved forward steadily step by step, and the energy that was spinning around him kept approaching, trying to restrain Yang Gui and prevent him from moving.

"Oops, Young Master Yang is dead!"

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The sword energy had almost completely engulfed Yang Gui's figure. Seeing that Yang Gui was about to be strangled by the sword energy, Bai Zhentong gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, and was about to rush into the sword energy network.

"Aurora Divine Wind Claw!"

However, Yang Gui heard a clear roar, and the shadow of huge sharp claws flashing green came out of the sword energy, tearing apart the surroundings.

This is the "Destroying Divine Claw" of the Nine Yin Manual, and the combination of the sharp claw and claw techniques taught by the Divine Eagle following Dugu Qiubai's many years of experience in the last days with the Divine Eagle, and based on its own conditions.

The result with added special effects.

Extremely fierce, sharper than a sword. One claw directly grabs the opponent's Tianling Gai.

The opponent also curled his fingers into claws, like a tiger's claws, and used claws to claws to slap him with one claw.

"Hmph!"

After two duels, the "Taoist Master" obviously suffered a heavy loss. He swayed twice, stepped forward, and with no luck at all, turned around and retreated a few feet, and returned the long sword to its sheath.

, swing both palms, and perform a set of palm techniques.

The movements are as smooth as a stretch, the movements are continuous, and the palm skills move in a circle, bit by bit wiping away Yang Gui's special-effects-destroying divine claws.

"I knew that the person surnamed Yang was really good at it!" Wang Jiwei laughed loudly, his laughter full of joy at his own vision. He turned to look at Shan Guitang: "Brother Shan, what's going on is what I, Lao Wang, have guessed.

Not bad!"

"Ah this..."

Shan Guitang was speechless for a moment. He had seen the strength of the "Taoist Priest" and felt that the martial arts were as ethereal as immortals and nothing like human martial arts. Therefore, he concluded that such immortal figures must be invincible in the world.

Not to mention that Yang Gui was just Yang Guo's son. In his mind, even if Xi Kuang came in person, it would still be inferior.

This kind of thing is normal. If a person has been away from the times for too long, no matter how brilliant his previous achievements are, he will always be overshadowed by newcomers in people's memory. After all, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts, let alone in the world of martial arts.

A life-and-death fight is just like playing basketball, and there are still people who come out and try to get a second goat to make themselves look embarrassed.

But now it is clear that Yang Gui has the upper hand. He can resist others with one move. Any fool can see who has the upper hand. Shan Guitang's face turns red and he can only spread his hands to show his innocence.

"Ten thousand swords return to the clan, go!"

Yang Gui shouted, and the four-foot Qingfeng separated the air swords like the Taiyi Light Splitting Sword just now. The difference is that this time, a dozen or so air swords rose up and surrounded behind Yang Gui. Yang Gui's Sword Jue

With one finger, they fell down one after another.

"Bang bang!"

No matter how continuous the "Taoist Master"'s palm skills were, he couldn't kill so many qi swords, and he was knocked upside down and flew out of the room by countless qi swords.

"Hey, Lao Zhang, haven't you seen him acting like this in a few years?"

Yang Gui didn't attack again, looked at the door full of frivolity and said: "Your palm is not easy to use."

The man was not injured at all. He jumped up from the ground and walked towards the door, "Mianzhang, what a name. I just created this palm technique a while ago and I haven't named it yet, so why not just call it Mianzhang."

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The "Taoist Master" who was regarded as the last resort by Bai Zhentong and others, and whose martial arts skills were like gods in their hearts, was none other than Zhang Sanfeng, whom Yang Gui had not seen for several years.

In the original work, he relied on his own self-enlightenment. When Wen Tianxiang died, his magical power had not yet been fully completed, and he was unable to save this dying man. This matter was something that he deeply regretted even when he was more than a hundred years old.

But now that he has spent a year communicating with Yang Gui in Wudang Mountain, he is very different from the original work.

What Yang Gui brought to Zhang Sanfeng was not just a Taoist friend of comparable strength. It was the orthodox inheritance of Taoism from the Quanzhen Sect, the Tomb Sect, and Wanshou Daozang. It was a high-level accumulation of five unique skills from two generations, as well as the openness from later generations.

The field of view and a little bit of external shock.

Zhang Sanfeng and Yang Gui were both open-minded people, and there was no secret in their exchanges. Yang Gui said he wanted to see what kind of martial arts Zhang Sanfeng had mastered, so Zhang Sanfeng showed him what kind of martial arts he wanted to see; and what kind of secret book Zhang Sanfeng wanted to refer to, Yang Gui also told him without reservation.

Nang Xiangtong.

Compared with the original Zhang Sanfeng, the year he spent communicating with Yang Gui was like Wang Duoyu who suddenly accepted the challenge of inheritance, just one word, squandering!

Therefore, Zhang Sanfeng, who was thirty-five years old at the time, had already achieved great feats of magic five years earlier than himself in the original work. Although his strength was only equivalent to that of the Five Jue of the generation during the Condor Period, and there was still a lot of room for improvement, the Five Jue was still the Five Jue.

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He felt that he should try to save Wen Tianxiang.

After meeting Bai Zhentong's ten people in Dadu, Zhang Sanfeng felt that these people were also loyal heroes, so he agreed on a secret code to save them in critical moments.

"You are still like this, showing off all your bells and whistles. I can only advise you not to go further down the wrong path."

When Zhang Sanfeng saw Yang Gui, he forgot all about his preemptive Qi-nurturing skills and was full of dissatisfaction, "I still have a big move that I haven't used yet. I'm afraid I'll beat you to death, so it's useless. Don't think this is the case."

Just beat me."

"Tsk, who's not big enough? Do you know what men are called in the East China Sea?"

Yang Gui looked directly at Zhang Sanfeng through his nostrils, "Teacher Turtle, have you ever heard that if I stand and let you fight for a day, you may not be able to break my defense! Old Bai, since Old Zhang is here with his nose, then our

The plan is about to change again, Lao Bai, Lao Bai?"
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