Chapter 487

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Yang Guo also had an odd look on his face, thinking that Brother Diao had such a tragic past.

"Then who will win and who will lose?" Yang Guo suddenly asked, but he already knew the answer in his heart. Since Senior Dugu stayed like that in Jianzhong, it proves that he has never lost in his life. For some reason, Dugu Qiufeng was a god-like existence in Yang Guo's heart, 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 bit taller than him, but with that big eagle around, he's a little bit taller than me."

Since the broken arm, Yang Guo rarely showed a smile on his face: "Don't you still have sheep?"

"Humph!" Ah Qing wrinkled Qiong's nose, "It's just because I have to take care of the sheep that I am a little lower than them."

Noticing the smile on Yang Guo's face, Ah Qing suddenly became angry: "I thought it was pitiful for you to have a broken arm, but who would have thought that you would laugh at me, and it is not a good thing to hold this sword."

As if being stabbed in the foot, Ah Qing suddenly fell into a frenzy mode, wielding the green bamboo stick, one after another of lingering sword energy stabbed towards Yang Guo.

Yang Guo's expression changed, and he hurriedly waved his sword in front of him. Originally, the Qinggong of the ancient tomb school was the best in the world, but after Yang Guo changed his practice to the epee, he had already given up the path of the sword. After all, he had the epee in hand, and his defense was almost invincible. As soon as the attacking weapon is greeted, the opponent often has only temporary changes.

It's a pity that Yang Guo is facing a pervert who can release the innate sword energy indefinitely. He is worried that the passive hard blocking will cause damage to the black iron sword, so he has to swing the black iron sword to actively attack the sword energy that comes.

After all, the Xuan Tie Sword was too heavy. After Yang Guo blocked dozens of moves, he felt his arm gradually numb, and his moves began to become obscure. Later, he finally gave up swinging the Xuan Tie Sword and held it upright in front of him. To the sword body, hard-wired the endless innate sword energy.

It didn't take long for Yang Min to feel a tremor from the body of the Xuan Tie sword. He knew in his heart that he had been receiving the indiscriminate bombardment of the innate sword energy, and the Xuan Tie Jian had already been injured. I'm afraid it won't last.

Today, Yang Guo has no relatives, and apart from the divine carving, he has the deepest affection for this black iron sword. How could he want to see it harmed?

Guo Jing, Huang Rong and his wife not only had the hatred of killing their father, but also the hatred of breaking their arms. It's a pity that they are not only strong in martial arts, but also have a lot of responses in the rivers and lakes. If they can't be elected as the Golden Snake King this time, how can they seek revenge for their husband and wife when they are alone?

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 was suddenly saddened, and a sense of parting gradually came to his mind.

The faces of the heroes in the arena changed, because they simultaneously felt the change of Qi from the arena. With Yang Guo as the center, a desolate and desolate aura spread out and quickly filled the audience.

"This feeling..." Song Qingshu's expression changed. With his cultivation, he naturally felt an aura of annihilation gradually rising. He couldn't help but be startled, "Ah Qing, be careful!"

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

With a click, the green bamboo sticks shattered into powder without any accident, Ah Qing spurted out a mouthful of blood, and flew towards the bottom of the ring like a kite with a broken string.

"A Qing actually lost?"

"Yang Guo, what kind of martial arts is this?"

"If that destructive move just now hit me, wouldn't I have been shattered to pieces?"

...

The thoughts of all the masters in the arena flashed away, and suddenly they were surprised to find that A Qing turned over and stood tremblingly on the edge of the arena, and did not fall off.

"What's your name?" Ah Qing wiped the blood from her mouth and looked at Yang Guo in surprise.

"Sadly **, it's just for farewell~" For some reason, Jiang Yan's "Bie Fu" suddenly appeared in Yang Guo's mind, and he blurted out, "Let's call it sad **."

"Sadly ** palm? Why such a weird name." With A Qing's carefree personality, he naturally couldn't understand the sadness hidden in these words, "Okay, I also have a trick here, you can try it later. ."

The green bamboo stick in Ah Qing's hand was destroyed. She simply opened her hands and raised her head from the side of her legs to the top of her head. A cyan sword qi suddenly spread out in the surrounding air, floating above Ah Qing's head like an unfolded fan. Then the sword qi gradually closed, and finally turned into a cyan giant sword.

Ah Qing made a downward slashing gesture, and the cyan giant sword whistled and slashed towards Yang Guo.

Yang Guo has also been gaining momentum, and upon seeing this, he slammed the giant sword with a solemn expression.

The dark gray fist and the cyan giant sword collided, and a huge roar suddenly sounded.

"Huh?" A Qing snorted lightly, and with a wave of the other hand, another sword energy supplemented it, and the cyan giant sword immediately became a bit brighter.

Cold sweat oozed out from Yang Guo's temples, he just realized that he was stunned, and he was not very skilled in using it. It was quite difficult to deal with the giant sword, not to mention that Ah Qing was still constantly replenishing the sword energy.

He knew that he had already lost, but at this moment, he couldn't open his mouth to admit defeat.

Character.

Losing his father and mother when he was young, Yang Guo's character has become extremely extreme after years of ups and downs. You must know that when he was almost beaten to death by Dawu and Xiaowu when he was young, he was reluctant to say a word of obedience. Now that his martial arts skills are a hundred times higher than before, his heart is even more arrogant.

Realizing that Yang Guo's palm strength seemed to be a bit stronger, Ah Qing didn't know that he was already at the end of the shot, and thought that the opponent was preparing to counterattack, Ah Qing was anxious, and suddenly stopped keeping it, urging the whole body to chop off Yang Guo's body.

puff!

Yang Guo spat out a mouthful of blood, and could no longer support it. The fist in mid-air lost its support, and was immediately divided into two by the cyan giant sword, slashing down like a bamboo.

Looking at the giant sword that was getting bigger and bigger in front of him, Yang Guo closed his eyes subconsciously and sighed in his heart: Farewell, aunt...

It was only then that Ah Qing realized that Yang Guo couldn't support her anymore, but unfortunately, she was in the mood just now, and she didn't hold back that move.

Imagining the tragic situation that was about to come, Ah Qing subconsciously closed his eyes.

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