When Darba saw Yang Guo appearing, he pulled up the vajra and walked out with great strides. Without saying a word, the vajra swept out and quickly hit Yang Guo's waist. The vajra was swung over and carried a golden light. The vajra was extremely heavy. As soon as he made a move, the golden light was born, which showed how strong his veins were and how fast his technique was. Even Fang Zhixing was slightly surprised when he saw it. This monk was far from lifting heavy weights, but he was able to use such heavy weapons freely. This shows the wonder of the Vajra Sect's mental method.

Yang Guo was hit by this sudden blow, his feet did not move, and his waist shrank about a foot back. The vajra happened to pass by his waist. However, Darba did not wait for the chess to turn old, and his wrists were used to force. The vajra's swaying force suddenly became straight, and he poked Yang Guo's waist. With such a heavy weapon, such a fierce move, he could turn rapidly halfway, and everyone was surprised. Yang Guo was also surprised and quickly pressed the sword on the chess and flew up with the force. He followed Fang Zhixing to practice light skills, and his body was naturally excellent. Now, with a little force, he had already risen into the air.

Before Darba waited for him to land, he waved his pestle to chase him. Yang Guo pressed the iron sword on the pestle again and jumped up again. Darba shouted loudly: "Where to escape?" The pestle followed. Yang Guo was in mid-air. Seeing that the situation was extremely critical, he took a deep breath and jumped up again. It was the method of breathing in the middle of the phantom body technique that Fang Zhixing taught. Yang Guo used it at this time and jumped up again at the end of his strength, which surprised everyone in the hall.

Before everyone was surprised, Yang Guo suddenly reached out and grabbed the head of the pestle and waved the sword and cut it straight down. His Hunyuan skills were cultivated both inside and outside. After the twelve styles of Yijin, he began to practice Yijin bone-making chapter. Although his strength was not as good as Darba, it was not small. Darba used his strength to regain his strength. He couldn't break free for a moment. Seeing Yang Guo's long sword coming, he shouted suddenly, and his divine power burst out, and he forced his vajra to retreat quickly. Finally, he was incredible strength and did not throw away his weapons. He avoided the disaster of cutting his fingers with the sword.

At this time, Yang Guo's breath was about to be exhausted and he was unable to attack. He had to fall to the ground and find another opportunity to attack. The audience saw that he was forced into the air by Darba three consecutive moves. It can be said that his life was in his breath. Although the enemy's weapon was not taken away, the crisis had been resolved, he breathed a sigh of relief. However, he did not know that Yang Guo's light skills were so good that Darba's golden pestle could not hurt Yang Guo at all.

Seeing that he was very skilled in light skills, Darba changed his tricks quickly and said, "The kid's skills are very good. Who taught you?" This was Mongolian. Yang Guo had never learned it, so he naturally couldn't understand a word. But he expected that the monk was scolding him. So he said the same sentence according to the other party's accent. Although he didn't understand Mongolian, his memory was excellent. He just listened to it and said it without any fault.

These words are pronounced accurately, and the order is not at all confusing. To Darba, he asked him: "The kids have great skills. Who taught you?" Then he replied: "My master is the national master of Jinlun. I am not a child. You should call me a great monk."

Yang Guo refused to suffer any loss at all, thinking to himself: "No matter how vicious you scold me, as long as I return it all, I will not lose verbally. If you scold me for being a pig, dog, and beast, I will still scold you for being a pig, dog, and beast." So he listened to him with his heart, and when he finished speaking, he said in Mongolian words: "My master is Jinlun National Master. I am not a child, so you should call me a great monk."

Fang Zhixing couldn't help but chuckled when he heard this, his lips moved slightly, and he translated the meaning of these sentences for Yang Guo so that he would not make a joke again. When Yang Guo heard his master's explanation, he realized that Darba was not scolding him, and he was happy, but he had the intention of teasing the monk again, waiting for the other party to answer.

When Darba heard what Yang Guo said, he was surprised and turned his head and looked left and right, thinking that you were obviously a child, how could you be a great monk? How could your master be the Jinlun National Master? He said, "I am the first disciple of the national master, which generation are you from?" Yang Guo said, "I am the first disciple of the national master, which generation are you from?" Before Fang Zhixing could translate, he also said, "I am the first disciple of the national master, which generation are you from?"

Fang Zhixing couldn't help but scold him when he heard this. When Yang Guo heard his master's explanation of the meaning and his reprimand, he was also worried. People in the martial arts world valued the title of master and apprentice the most. Although Fang Zhixing didn't care much about these oral words, he couldn't let Yang Guo recognize his master randomly. Yang Guo knew that he had said the wrong thing, and felt embarrassed, and decided to learn Mongolian to avoid making jokes again.

Unexpectedly, Darba was shocked when he heard what Yang Guo said. There has always been a saying of reincarnation in Tufan and Mongolian Tantric Buddhism. At that time, the reincarnation of the Panchen Lama had not yet begun, but the saying that people were reincarnated after death and were not ignorant of their nature and spirit was long believed by everyone in Tantric Buddhism. Although the Jinlun Master was a Mongolian, he learned Tibetan Tantric Buddhism after becoming a monk, which was called Vajra Sect in Mongolia. When he was young, he accepted a great disciple. This disciple died less than 20 years old. Neither Darba nor Huo had seen him, but only knew that there was a moment. Darba ranked second in the seat of the national master, and Huo Du was third, so for this reason.

At this time, Darba heard these words and said that Yang Guo was the reincarnation of his senior brother. He also thought that if he was not a prodigy and had his skills, how could a young man have such martial arts? Besides, he was a young man in the Central Plains, how could he speak Mongolian language so proficiently? He turned his head and stared at him for a moment, and the more he thought about it, he suddenly threw down the vajra, bowed his head to Yang Guo, and said, "Senior Brother, see Darba."

This time, Yang Guo was naturally very good at answering, but he did not answer without permission until he heard Fang Zhixing's translation in his ear. He knew that Darba was referring to him and could not suffer any loss, so he nodded and smiled, bowed to him, indicated to accept, and gave him a gift.

Fang Zhixing couldn't help but feel funny when he saw this, but the heroes of the Central Plains were extremely surprised. Except for Guo Jing and Huang Rong, everyone did not understand Mongolian language. They didn't know that Yang Guo and him were chatting and answering for a while. After saying something, they actually convinced the monk with amazing power.

In the middle, Master Jinlun understood the truth. He knew that the two disciples were Lu Zhi. He was fooled by Yang Guo and said loudly: "Darba, he is not your senior brother reincarnation. Get up and compete with him." Daarba jumped up in shock and said: "Master, I think he must be the senior brother. Otherwise, how could he have such skills at a young age?" The master said: "Your senior brother's martial arts skills are much better than you, but this child is not as good as you." Daarba just shook his head and didn't believe it. The master knew that he was the most straightforward and couldn't understand it for a while, so he said: "If you don't believe it, you will know if you compete with him."

Darba always said to his master like a god. Since the master said that Yang Guo was not the reincarnation of a senior brother, he would probably not be the senior brother. But at a young age, he had such a brilliant martial arts skills and claimed to be the senior brother, but it was hard to believe it. He still followed the master's instructions and competed with him for a few moves to try his true skills. He saw who wins and who would lose, and then the truth was determined by the falsehood. So he raised his hand and said to Yang Guo: "Okay, I will compete with you for martial arts skills. Whether it is true or false, it depends on victory or defeat."

When Yang Guo saw him standing up, he said a few words in a gurgling manner, and his expression was very respectful. After Fang Zhixing explained the meaning of these words, he still said it in a constant tone. Darba heard that it was exactly: "Okay, I will compete with you for martial arts. Whether it is true or false, it depends on victory or defeat."

After hearing these words, Darba was shocked again and thought to himself: "Master said that my senior brother's martial arts skills are much better than mine, and I must be inferior to him." At this moment, he heard Yang Guo say this, and even more afraid of his spirit. He looked at the national master in a blink of an eye. Seeing that he had an angry face, but he didn't dare not fight with Yang Guo, he had to say: "Please show mercy to your subordinates."

When Yang Guo heard the monk was about to do something with him, he stood with a sword and nodded slightly to the other party, making him look like a senior brother. Seeing Darba swing the pestle, he avoided it slightly, and then stabbed three swords in a row. Darba felt timid in his heart, for fear that Yang Guo would be incredible in martial arts and reincarnation, he would have great supernatural powers. At that moment, he only used the vajra to guard the door tightly, and did not dare to slack it at all. After several moves, Yang Guo had already seen that he was only defending but not attacking, although he was not clear.

He was willing to use his intention, but he was happy to show off his offensive. At this moment, according to what his master said, he used the ancient tomb sword technique. Fang Zhixing intended to let him understand the shortcomings of the sword technique through fighting with Darba, so he asked him to use various sword techniques one after another to try out the power of it. Now Yang Guo used the lightest ancient tomb sword technique. This sword technique is not strong enough, and although it is difficult to hurt people, Yang Guo used it now. Now if Darba was hit, it would definitely be very uncomfortable.

Lin Chaoyingshi's tomb was practicing hard and created the martial arts of the Jade Girl Heart Sutra. Since then, he has never left the tomb. He has only passed on her personal maid - now Master Lin, and then passed on to Li Mochou, Xiaolongnu, Fang Zhixing, and then from Fang Zhixing to Yang Guo. Master Lin, Xiaolongnu never got into the martial arts world. Li Mochou had never mastered his master's master's advanced swordsmanship before. Later, after learning the Jade Girl Heart Sutra, he still used whisk kung fu. Fang Zhixing was a few walking in the rivers and lakes, and his sword skills were extremely high, so of course he would not use the ancient tomb swordsmanship. At this time, Yang Guo used the ancient tomb swordsmanship. Bi Ji, the masters of each sect in the hall, were quite familiar with many knowledgeable people, but no one except Fang Zhixing had seen it.

The founder of the Tomb Sect was a woman, and the disciples of two generations were all women. They were naturally gentle and not powerful. Although Fang Zhixing could add strength to it, he knew that the key point of this sect's kung fu was speed. Yang Guo's kung fu was not enough, and he might lose the original meaning of swordsmanship. Therefore, he taught Yang Guo that he also focused on lightness and quickness. Yang Guo's light skills were excellent. At this time, he used this sword technique and did not stay in the whole hall. Before one move was completed, the two moves were born. When the sword move was first released, the man was still on the left. When the sword move was approached by the enemy, he turned right, and it turned out to be a sword, and the man was a human. The two were not related. A set of sword techniques only made more than ten moves, and all the heroes were shocked to admire him.

At this time, Darba only defended but not attacked. Of course, Yang Guo had the upper hand. His sword was light and agile, and his moves were broken and continuous. He was really elegant and elegant, with his erotic and elegant children in the black clothes of Jin people. This set of swordsman originally won with his charm and charm. He walked wildly against the other party's shouts, making him look even more graceful and elegant. Yang Guo was wearing a blue robe and a common dress in the martial arts world, but this swordsmanship made the exquisiteness and everyone's eyes lit up, but he felt that he was extraordinary in Tsinghua and was a handsome young man. When he saw the young woman in the hall, she was even more charming and admired Yang Guo.

However, when Yang Guo asked for a handsome posture, the power on the sword was not easy to develop. In addition, Darba insisted on defending, it was certainly even more difficult for him to beat the other party. Seeing this, Fang Zhixing next to him couldn't help but shake his head, but did not point it out. Yang Guo will know what the power is. (To be continued)

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