Flower Stealing Master Chapter 487: The palm of ecstasy

Yang Guo also had a weird look, thinking that Brother Diao had such a tragic past.

"Which one of you will win and who will lose?" Yang Guo asked suddenly, but he already had the answer in his heart. Since Senior Dugu left such words in Jianzhong, it proves that he has never lost in his life. For some reason, in Yang Guo's heart, Dugu's seeking defeat was like a god, and he could not accept that there was any stain on God.

Hearing Yang Guo's question, Ah Qing suddenly looked embarrassed: "I was a little taller than him, but with the big eagle, he was a little taller than me."

Since the severed arm, Yang Guo has a rare smile on his face: "Don't you still have sheep?"

"Huh!" A Qing wrinkled Qiong's nose, "I am a little bit lower than them because I have to take care of the sheep."

Notice the smile on Yang Guo's face, Ah Qing suddenly became angry: "It looks pitiful for you to have a broken arm. Who knows that you actually laughed at me, as expected, the sword is not a good thing."

As if being stabbed in the painful foot, Ah Qing fell into a violent mode all of a sudden, waving a green bamboo stick, and stabbing Yang Guo with sharp sword energy far away.

Yang Guo's expression changed and he hurriedly swung his sword in front of him. Originally, the ancient tomb sect's light skill is the best in the world, but after Yang Guo has changed his epee, he has given up on the light path of the sword. After all, he has the epee in his hand and the defense is almost invincible. When the attacked weapon is greeted, the opponent often has only temporary changes.

It's a pity that Yang Guo faced a metamorphosis that could release the innate sword energy infinitely. He was worried that passive hard blocking would damage the profound iron sword, so he had to swing the profound iron sword to actively attack the attacking sword energy.

The Xuan Tie Sword is too heavy after all. After Yang Guo blocked dozens of moves, he felt that his arm was gradually numb, and his moves began to become obscure. Later, he finally gave up swinging and put the Xuan Tie Sword directly in front of him. , The internal force is transported to the sword body, forcibly receiving the endless innate sword energy.

It didn't take long for Yang Xinrui to feel a tremor from the body of the Xuan Tiejian. He knew in his heart that the Xuan Tiejian was already traumatized by the indiscriminate bombardment of the Innate Sword Qi. If this continues, Xuan Tiejian might not be able to support it.

Nowadays, Yang Guo is unaccompanied, except for the **** sculpture, he is very close to this mysterious iron

(To be finished in this chapter, please turn the page) The sword has the deepest feelings. I would not like to see it have and hurt. I was about to admit defeat, but there was a feeling of frustration in my heart.

Guo Jing, Huang Rong and his wife have not only the hatred of killing their father, but also the hatred of breaking their arms. If they don't take revenge, they swear not to be human. It's a pity that they are not only powerful in martial arts, but also echoed in the arena. If they can't be elected as the Golden Snake King this time, how can they seek revenge from their couple under their loneliness?

And my aunt...If she can be elected as the Golden Snake King, she will definitely hear the news and will definitely come to me...

Thinking of the little dragon girl, Yang Guo felt sad, and a sense of parting gradually came to his heart.

The expressions of all the heroes in the field changed, because they felt the changes in the aura from the ring at the same time. With Yang Guo as the center, a desolate and desolate aura spread out and quickly filled the audience.

"This feeling..." Song Qingshu's face changed. With his cultivation base, he naturally felt an aura of ruining heaven and earth gradually rising, and he couldn't help but be shocked, "A Qing, be careful!"

Yang Guo raised his hand almost at the same time. The cyan sword energy in the sky shattered at a speed visible to the naked eye. Qing's eyes condensed and he hurriedly placed the green bamboo stick in front of him.

Crack, the green bamboo sticks were not accidentally broken into powder, Ah Qing spewed out a mouthful of blood, and flew under the ring like a broken kite.

"A Qing was actually defeated?"

"What kind of martial arts is Yang Guo?"

"If the trick that ruined the world just now hit me, would I have been crushed to pieces?"

……

The thoughts of the masters under the ring flashed, and suddenly they were surprised to find that Ah Qing's figure turned upside down, and he stood tremblingly on the edge of the ring, and did not fall off.

"What's your trick?" A Qing wiped the blood from his mouth and looked at Yang Guo in surprise.

"For those who are sad, just for goodbye~" For some reason, Jiang Yan's "Farewell Fu" suddenly appeared in Yang Guo's mind, and he blurted out, "Just call it sadly palm."

"I'm so sad? Why is such a weird name." With A Qing's carefree disposition, he naturally can't realize the sorrow hidden under these words, "Well, I have a trick too, you take it. Give it a try."

The green bamboo stick in Qing's hand is destroyed, she did it

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) Crisp directly open your hands, and in the process of rising from the side of your legs to the top of your head, a blue sword air suddenly spread out in the surrounding air, like an unfolded fan, floating on top of Ah Qing’s head , And then a sword with a handle gradually closed, and finally turned into a cyan giant sword.

A Qing made a gesture of slashing down, and the cyan giant sword whistled and slashed towards Yang Guo.

Yang Guo has also been gaining momentum, and when he saw it, he slammed the giant sword with a solemn expression.

The dark gray fist and the cyan giant sword collided, and there was a huge roar. The giant sword was lying in the air, as if being held by an invisible big hand, and could not fall down.

"Huh?" A Qing said softly and waved his other hand. Another sword aura supplemented the past, and the cyan giant sword immediately became a bit brighter.

Yang Guo oozes cold sweat from his temples. He has just realized that he is very sad and he is not very proficient in using it. It was quite difficult to deal with the giant sword, not to mention that Ah Qing is still constantly replenishing his sword energy.

He knew he had lost, but at this moment, he couldn't say the word admit defeat.

Bereavement of his father and mother since childhood. Years of bumpy experience has made Yang Guo extremely radical. You must know that when he was young, he was almost killed by Dawu Xiaowu and he was unwilling to say a word of conviction. Nowadays, martial arts a hundred times before~IndoMTL.com~ the heart is even more arrogant. When the bull's temper comes up, he would rather die in the ring than to speak. Admit defeat.

Detecting that Yang Guo's palm strength seems to be stronger again, Ah Qing didn't know that he was already at the end of the crossbow, thinking that the opponent was ready to counterattack, A Qing was anxious, and immediately stopped keeping it, urging his whole power to Yang Guo. Cut off.

Puff!

Yang Guo spouted blood and couldn't support it anymore. The fist in midair lost its support, and was split into two by the cyan great sword, and it was cut down like a bamboo.

Looking at the huge sword in front of him, Yang Guo closed his eyes subconsciously, and sighed in his heart: Goodbye, aunt...

A Qing realized that Yang Guo couldn’t support it anymore. It’s a pity that she hit Xing’s head a moment ago. She didn’t have any reservations about that move. Now it’s too late to change the move. She can only watch the blue giant sword slash at Yang Guo’s body. go with.

Imagining the tragic situation of blood and flesh flying in the air, Qing subconsciously closed his eyes.

(End of this chapter)