The one just now was the guard of the Feng family. The ones who came out to perform the task this time were not ordinary guards, but the best ones who were carefully selected.
To be able to shoot him with one shot is enough to show the young man's ability.
However, this alone would not be able to shock everyone present.
The murderous aura and wolfishness emanating from the boy was vaguely familiar to everyone, but at the moment, only the head of the Dong family thought of Xuanyuan Sheng.
"superior!"
The Dong family master and others all ordered, and the other five guards drew out their treasured swords or swords and rushed towards Gu Jiao.
Everyone watched the fight between the boy and the guards intently.
The young man knows that he is not superior in numbers, and he must conserve his physical strength to the greatest extent possible, so every move he makes hits the opponent's key point and will never give the opponent a chance to make a comeback.
"Who do you think of?" Dong Family Master asked.
A name flashed in the minds of everyone—Xuanyuan Sheng.
Xuanyuan Sheng went to war with his father at the age of ten, and made military exploits at the age of twelve. He was the most courageous young blood wolf on the battlefield.
If you meet a god to kill a god, and if you meet a demon to kill a demon, even if you can't kill it, you have to bite off a piece of meat from the opponent.
Therefore, even the enemy who had won against Xuanyuan Sheng would not want to fight against Xuanyuan Sheng again.
- The price is too high.
Feng Laosan asked, "Who is this kid?"
The Dong family master said with a complicated expression: "I haven't seen it before, I don't know it."
When the last guard also fell, the battle was over.
Much faster than expected!
This kid doesn't look like a master, but why is it deadly
Feng Laosan squinted his eyes and jumped up: "I'll meet you when I come!"
His weapon was a long knife, similar in size to the Hongying spear in Gu Jiao's hand, and heavier in weight, but not as heavy as Xuanyuan Li's red yingling spear.
He slashed down with a knife, and Gu Jiao blocked with guns in both hands. Her arms were slightly numb.
Feng Huai, the direct son of the head of the Feng family, the third in the family, known as Feng Laosan, is good at knives and is extremely powerful.
Feng Laosan looked at Gu Jiao who had caught her own long knife, and sneered unexpectedly: "Boy, you are very strong to catch my knife! Then see if you have the ability to catch my second. Knife!"
The first knife only used 30% of the force.
When the second knife slashed, Gu Jiao's feet sank half a chi.
If he continues like this, he will be exhausted sooner or later.
Gu Jiao decided to turn the defense into an attack. When Feng Laosan slashed with the third knife, Gu Jiao didn't go head-to-head to catch it, but with a spear, she jumped up with strength, flipping over from Feng Laosan's head and jumping over.
As soon as she landed, she pulled out the red ying spear on the ground and swept across the waist, which was too late to protect Feng Laosan.
Feng Laosan was shocked: "You..."
He looked at his wound in disbelief, and then looked at Gu Jiao, who was holding the red ying spear gasping for breath, "Boy! You just used Xuanyuan's marksmanship!"
"What?" Lord Chen was shocked.
Patriarch Dong had already seen the way.
This kid used ordinary marksmanship to deal with the guards. Feng Laosan was more difficult, so her marksmanship changed.
The move just now was the fourth form of Xuanyuan's Seven Forms, and it was a perfect attack.
To use the Xuanyuan family's marksmanship is not easy, first of all, you must completely incorporate your inner strength into your dantian, and use your body's stamina and explosive power to display it without using a single bit of inner strength.
This set of marksmanship was created by Xuanyuan Li.
To be honest, he doesn't understand why Xuanyuan Li created such a set of marksmanship, obviously everyone in the Xuanyuan family has internal strength, isn't it good for him to create a set of marksmanship that can be used with internal strength
It makes them such aristocratic family masters can't learn even if they want to steal it.
My mind has wandered away, I should think about how this kid got this set of marksmanship, and what kind of amazing perseverance and physique did he learn it
Apart from Xuanyuan Li and Xuanyuan Sheng, the only people who can withstand this kind of strength are the Tempered monks from Shaolin Temple.
Is this kid a Shaolin monk
No, monks can't learn it either, and the two exercises are contradictory.
The head of the Dong family is big, and he is suddenly very curious about this young man and wants to know his origin.
After Feng Laosan was injured, he began to exert all his strength. His attack was faster than every move, making Gu Jiao unable to dodge.
Feng Laosan kicked Gu Jiao on the shoulder, and Gu Jiao was forced to retreat several meters, her feet carved a long ravine on the ground, until she plunged the red spear deep into the ground!
When she stopped, her figure was less than half a foot away from the small clearance.
"Jiaojiao?"
Xiao Jingkong felt her breath, but Xiao Jingkong remembered Gu Jiao's words and couldn't look back.
Gu Jiao looked fixedly at Feng Laosan in front of her, raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, and said softly, "Count the stars."
"Okay!" Xiao Jingkong sat cross-legged on the cloak, looking at the vast and ethereal starry sky, "One, two, three..."
His tender little voice was the tranquility she wanted to guard.
Gu Jiao straightened up, holding the red ying spear, and walked towards Feng Laosan step by step, bathed in blood.
Feng Lao San was fascinated.
what happened
He was hit with a kick, and he was able to stand up and walk towards him!
"Very good, if you want to find your own way, then you will be blamed!"
Feng Laosan picked up his long knife and slashed at Gu Jiao's neck with one move!
Gu Jiaoshuo, who should have been decapitated, disappeared!
Feng Laosan was startled.
Gu Jiao's red spear is still stuck on the ground, what about cute people
The next second, Gu Jiao appeared behind Feng Laosan.
Feng Laosan felt a chill on his back and realized something. Just as he was about to turn around, Gu Jiao grabbed the hair on the back of his head.
Gu Jiao grabbed him with one hand and clenched the dagger with the other, cutting his throat.
This is not the Xuanyuan family's marksmanship, it is the ultimate move of the previous life, which has been useless for a long time, but fortunately she remembers it.
Feng Laosan fell to the ground dumbfounded.
There was a thick smell of blood in the air, and the violent factor in Gu Jiao's body was about to move, but she did not lose control for the time being.
She grabbed the bloody dagger and looked at the remaining four lightly.
There was no fierce emotion in her eyes, nor did she see a trace of pride and pleasure in defeating her opponent, she was very calm.
But that's the scariest thing.
Boy, you just killed a big man, okay? Not so special cut a bag of cabbage!
Gu Jiao raised her dagger: "I'm tired of fighting, you come together."
…
On the other side, Mu Qingchen and a close guard also entered the forest.
The guard looked at the top of his head: "Young Master, look, that eagle flew so high."
Mu Qingchen looked up.
He had been paying attention to the eagle for a long time and had been circling in a certain direction.
Mu Qingchen looked back: "Don't worry about that eagle, it's important to find someone."
The guard replied: "Yes, son."
The two walked for a while, and the guard whispered: "It's getting dark, if you haven't found the little princess, the little princess is probably going to be more fortunate."
Mu Qingchen frowned and said nothing.
He didn't want to see such a thing happen, but he had to admit that the longer it took, the less likely the little princess would survive.
They entered the forest from the other direction and did not encounter the peddler's body, so they did not know that the little county owner had been discovered and taken away.
The guard said again: "Master, why don't you let Master Muchuan come with you?"
Mu Qingchen said, "It doesn't help that he's here."
Still a child myself.
When the two were talking, a hawk roar suddenly came from the dome, and the Haidongqing hovering above the woods swooped down as if it had found a prey.
Immediately afterwards, a series of shrill screams came from the depths of the woods: "Ah—"
The guard said vigilantly, "Young Master! Someone!"
Mu Qingchen looked at the map in his hand by the moonlight: "It's the direction of the stream, go, go and see!"
The two horses could not continue to move forward halfway, because the road conditions were too bad, and it was better to ride lightly than fast.
Both of them are walking.
The two hurried over with a light effort.
A melee is going on by the creek.
Several patriarchs and pillars of the family present are all martial arts practitioners, otherwise how could it be possible to enter the forest in person
Only the Yang family was watching the battle alone. He was the oldest at the scene, in his fifties, and even the trees were supported by guards.
Master Dong caught Gu Jiao's gun, turned his head and gritted his teeth: "Okay, Lao Yang, stop pretending! If you pretend to be weak again, none of us can get away!"
Among these people, Lao Yang, who pretended to be weak, was the highest in martial arts.
Master Dong, Master Chen and Master Du all joined forces and only tied with Gu Jiao.
Gu Jiao was too difficult to deal with.
This is all expected.
But Lao Yang didn't watch the battle in vain for so long. He has been observing Gu Jiao's martial arts skills, trying to find out Gu Jiao's flaws.
This boy does have flaws, but those three have more flaws, no wonder he was beaten so badly.
He jumped out: "Okay, I'll help you."
After Patriarch Yang joined the battle, Gu Jiao clearly felt the pressure.
This little old man with no sense of existence is a real master!
And just as several people were fighting, several guards rushed out from the other side of the forest.
They were very shrewd and did not participate in the duel of the masters, but went straight to the stream to catch Xiao Qingkong and the little princess.
Mainly because it was dark, the two of them wore the same clothes, the same bun, and their faces were even more dirty and could not be seen.
They couldn't tell who was the little princess, so they had to catch them all.
Gu Jiao: "Xiao Jiu!"
Xiao Jiu swooped down and directly pecked out the eyes of the leading guard.
The screams that Mu Qingchen and the guards heard came from his mouth.
At this moment, Xiao Jiu is no longer an ordinary Costco, it is Gu Jiao's war eagle!
Xiaojiu also started his own battle!
One of the guards pretended to be injured and fell into the creek, but in fact he was staring at the two little peas by the creek.
Xiao Qingkong looked at the guard who climbed up towards him.
Well, Jiaojiao only said not to look back, but not to move.
The guards rushed towards Xiaojingkong fiercely.
Xiao Jingkong jumped up, and the little iron hand stepped forward: "Monkey steals pottery (homonym)!"
Guard: "...!!"
The guard knelt on the ground, his facial features flying in pain.
Mu Qingchen, who arrived at the scene to witness this scene, tightened her legs and took a deep breath.
Gu Jiao didn't get much better, she almost fell to the ground!
Where did you learn nasty kung fu
Don't tell her what the little chicken monkey taught her!
Her innocent and innocent little headroom was taken crooked like this!
When she returns to Zhao Kingdom, she will beat him! beat him! beat him!
Gu Jiao misunderstood, this trick is really not taught by Xuanping Hou, but from Xu Conge Congee, the strongest little friend and the first of the three cheap guests in the Imperial College.
(End of this chapter)