Chapter 42
Yang Guo took Yu Canghai's palm forcefully just now, forcibly competed with his internal strength, he had exhausted his body's potential.
Not to mention dealing with more than a dozen Qingcheng sect disciples with good foundations in swordsmanship who can advance and retreat quickly, even a strong man who has practiced martial arts can easily knock him down.
A group of people--
Mr. Chen tried his best to throw the saber and pulled the wound on his waist. He couldn't hold on anymore, completely lost consciousness and passed out.
Lin Pingzhi was also unconscious, and the rest of the dozen or so bodyguards on both sides who were frightened into stupidity even forgot to escape on horseback.
Qu Feiyan, who doesn't know martial arts, has been watching the battle on a horse, afraid that Yang Guo will be distracted and dare not make any noise...
Still can only rely on oneself. This is the truth that Yang Guo knew before crossing over. After seeing the cruelty of this river and lake, he understands a little bit better.
People from the Qingcheng faction had come down from the heights on both sides, gathered together, and all glared at Yang Guo.
Yang Guo picked up Yu Canghai's head with his long sword.
Step by step, he slowly walked towards the dozen or so people who were going to avenge Master Yu Cang.
He didn't force his footwork to look clever, nor did he deliberately look menacing.
He didn't even use lightness kung fu at all - he didn't have the strength to perform lightness kung fu well at all, he just walked slowly step by step, holding a long sword that cut off Yu Canghai of the Qingcheng faction in his hand, this long sword On the sword, there is also the head of Shorty Yu.
At this time, anyone sent by Qingcheng would be able to kill him immediately with a sword.
But the disciples of the Qingcheng School usually regard Yu Canghai as a god, now seeing the master's head hanging on Yang Guo's sword, they couldn't help feeling a little flustered and dazed.
Some of them were more courageous and fearless. They raised their long swords and wanted to step forward to avenge their master.
Yang Guo didn't have any expression on his face, he just walked forward step by step, his eyes swept over every Qingcheng disciple, not to mention any murderous intent, but contained a kind of disregard for life.
As Qu Feiyan said, in this arena, if you live an extra day, you earn an extra day, and there is nothing to be afraid of.
The disciples of Qingcheng faction were afraid.
The person at the front shuddered when Yang Guo's eyes caught him.
Yu Canghai's head was also assisting. When the dwarf died, he was full of resentment and unwillingness. At this time, he stared at his disciple with wide open eyes, exuding resentment that made no distinction between friend and foe.
The Qingcheng sect disciple at the front couldn't stand it any longer and took a step back.
If this disciple hadn't taken this step back, there would always be someone in the team of more than a dozen people who was brave enough to have no worries, and would draw his sword and attack Yang Guo first.
Then everyone will be encouraged to swing their swords together, and Yang Guo, who is powerless to resist, will be chopped into meat immediately.
But at this moment, everyone was hinted in the opposite direction, the disciple of the Qingcheng faction standing at the front retreated behind another disciple, and the other disciple followed suit and retreated behind the next one.
The transmission of fear was so rapid that even the bravest, most reckless, or the least thoughtful people woke up: those who stood in front would be killed by this young man first.
Everyone knows that people are always going to die, but they don't want to die now.
Yang Guo still walked forward unhurriedly, the long sword in his hand picked up Yu Canghai's head, the blood slowly flowed down the sword tip to the ground, staining the flowers and plants under his feet red.
If there really is an underground judge who seduces people's souls, it should be like this, right?
When Yang Guo walked five feet in front of the Qingcheng faction, his hands trembled slightly, as if he was about to raise his sword to kill someone, the Qingcheng disciple standing in the front finally collapsed, dropped his long sword, and ran back desperately .
——After seeing the head on Yang Guo's long sword at close range, he finally believed that his omnipotent master would also die, and he died so badly.
This realization was a heavy hammer that shattered his courage and dignity.
There was only one thought in his mind, he didn't want his head to be cut off and hung on the boy's sword.
This young man is an evil spirit, and he wants to escape from this hell.
The rest of the Qingcheng sect disciples saw that some of their companions had fled first, how could anyone be willing to go all out?
If the first person to escape had risked his dignity, the people behind him didn't have much to worry about.
So, after discussing it, more than ten people immediately fled at the same time.
There was only one person, whose legs seemed to have gone limp from fright, squatting on the spot with a face like ashes, watching Yang Guo approach.
Yang Guo exerted a little force, and Yu Canghai's head on the tip of the sword fell in front of this person.
"Take the head of your master Yu Canghai and go. After all, he is a generation of masters. Go back to your Qingcheng sect and bury his head generously."
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Yang Guo's internal organs were burning hot, and he felt that his heart was bleeding—physical bleeding.
He needs a good guest room now, a pot of bath water with just the right temperature,
A very comfortable soft bed.
Then no matter what, Meimei has a good night's sleep.
But before that, he still dragged his heavy body, walked up to the empty-eyed bodyguards, and confessed:
"The leader of the opponent has been killed by me, and the others have also left and will not come back.
I need you to count the personnel and horses, UU Reading www. uukanshu．com and then brought Mr. Chen and Shao Escort Lin on...we continued on our way. "
The bodyguards looked dull and didn't say a word, but they did it anyway.
Just now the people from the Qingcheng faction intentionally created chaos, they stabbed people instead of horses, and let the frightened horses run around. They have been trained to run away and then come back to find their masters.
As a result of the count, there were still twenty-five uninjured horses, but none of the uninjured people—seventeen bodyguards were still alive, but all were injured, and some of them were missing hands or feet.
However, it is always better to be alive than to be dead.
Seventeen bodyguards picked out 15 better horses, and those who were less injured rode on the same horses as Lin Shao, head of the bodyguard, Mr. Chen, and people who were so seriously injured that they couldn't take care of themselves. The group finally left this hell-like horse. Pass into the Kangzhuang Road.
Without the obstruction of the mountains on both sides, the scorching sun shone unscrupulously on everyone.
Yang Guo, who rode the same horse with Qu Feiyan, was finally defeated by the sun. He couldn't even hold the rope, and fell from the horse's back on the scalding ground.
Qu Feiyan had very little strength, but he was so stubborn that he didn't need the help of the escort, so he helped Yang Guo back onto the horse with all his strength.
She was exhausted and out of breath, but couldn't help it anymore, after pulling the horse rope around and hugging Yang Guo who was already limp on the horse's back, tears welled up.
The lacrimal glands squeezed the breathing space of the mouth and nose, which made her even more hypoxic when she was panting, so she could only open her mouth to the maximum regardless of the image of a lady, panting, and choking and crying.
She had tried her best to keep her voice down, but the bodyguard next to her still heard it. After coming out today, fear, worry, pain, grievance, helplessness, and bewilderment all rushed into everyone's heart.
Seventeen big men cried all the way.