Wanyanping kept waving the long sword in her hand, and the sword flowers shone like stars in the dark night. At this moment, she put her knowledge to the extreme.
The Jade Girl sword technique was taught to her by Yang Guo in the past few days. This sword technique is also the best martial arts in the current martial arts world. The long sword shuttled through the air, and the sword energy and swishing sounds came and went.
The second among the five ugly men just relied on his fighting spirit. After Wanyanping survived the most difficult dozen or so moves, the situation slowly reversed. In addition, the situation of Wanyanping who had just been killed Yang Guo, the eldest of the five ugly men, was still standing aside and staring at him. At this moment, the second ugly man just felt his heart getting colder and colder.
It would be a good thing if he could drag a beauty like Wan Yanping to die together, but if he couldn't, wouldn't his death be a bit unfair?
After thinking of this, the second son of the five ugly men quickly said: "Woman, please spare your life. I am a member of the Vajra Sect of the Great Mongolia. My master is Dalba, and my master is the Mongolian master Jinlun Dharma King. If you kill me, That means being an enemy to the King of Dharma, an enemy to the Vajra Sect, and an enemy to the entire Mongolia.”
After Wan Yanping heard this, she felt her blood surge and her murderous intention became even more intense. However, with just one sentence, Wan Yanping was sure that she would die today.
"I am the Emperor of Jin, the daughter of Wanyan Shouxu."
…
In the shocked eyes of the fifth ugly boy, a sharp sword energy cut his throat.
When the dust settled, only the remaining three of the five ugly men were scratching at themselves in pain while looking at Yang Guo and Wanyan Ping in fear.
The hatred of the country and the family, facing the apprentice of the Mongolian national master, Wanyanping was filled with anger. She carried a long sword and killed the other three one by one.
But when she looked at Yang Guo again, she found that he was looking at her with indifferent eyes.
Wanyanping's heart tightened, she wasn't sure what Yang Guo was thinking.
Could it be that he was disgusted with his cruelty just now?
"Brother...".
Yang Guo waved his hand quickly: "No need to say more."
"Brother", Wan Yanping wanted to explain something, but Yang Guo interrupted her again: "Second sister, I'm afraid you are overthinking. You have done a good job. When facing the enemy, you should be ruthless."
"I just remembered another thing."
Wanyanping's worried heart calmed down instantly: "I was scared to death. I thought my elder brother thought I was cruel and cruel, so he hated me."
Yang Guo stepped forward and pinched Wanyan Ping's cheek gently.
"Go and take care of those two chickens. I'll take care of these corpses."
Wanyanping naturally followed Yang Guo's words without hesitation, but Yang Guo looked at the five corpses and felt happy in his heart.
The five ugly men from the Tibetan border are here, so Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng will not be too far away.
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I don't know how long time passed until the huge moon hung above their heads.
"Brother, try my handiwork."
Wan Yanping handed a roast chicken to Yang Guo. At this time, Yang Guo was also hungry. However, just when he took the roast chicken, a slightly older voice came over.
"I didn't expect that this late at night, on the top of Mount Huashan, I would be able to have such a good meal."
"My little friend, I have been hiking all the way to find someone, and I am already very hungry. Can you give me the roast chicken in your hand?"
Yang Guo looked up and saw an old man with white hair appearing a few feet away.
The old man has a Taoist spirit and is a remarkable person at first glance.
However, Wanyanping only found the old man annoying: "My elder brother brought this chicken with great difficulty, why do you want it?"
Yang Guo quickly scolded Wanyan Ping: "Second sister, don't be so presumptuous. The old man finally reached the top of Mount Hua. What's wrong with eating a chicken?"
As he spoke, Yang Guo handed the roast chicken to the old man. The old man stepped forward and reached out to take it. As Yang Guo could see, he discovered that a finger was missing on the old man's right hand.
After waiting for so many days, Yang Guo's joy was beyond words.
"Nine fingers, is it possible that the old man is the famous Hong Qigong, the old man Hong?".
The old man was a little embarrassed: "There are so many Nine-Fingered people in the world. Why do you think I am Hong Qigong?"
Yang Guo smiled and said: "There may be a lot of Nine-Fingered people in the world, but people are different. You always stop here without saying a word. The Tao is immortal, the justice is awe-inspiring, and the world is unique. His temperament cannot be suppressed."
The old man was stunned on the spot: "My little friend, do I really have the unparalleled and righteous temperament you mentioned?"
Yang Guo resolutely said: "Yes, if you keep standing here, you can make the bright moon eclipse and the stars become dull. I don't know what your cultivation level is, but just with your Taoist immortal temperament, You are not allowed to keep a low profile."
After hearing this, the old man felt a little as if he were in heaven. This was the first time in decades that someone had spoken about his temperament, and he could no longer keep a low profile.
The old man said to Yang Guo with a serious look on his face: "My dear friend, I have a sharp eye. Yes, I am the leader of the four great masters in the world, and I am also the No. 1 martial artist in the world, Hong Qigong of the North Beggar...".
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In the following time, Yang Guo and Hong Qigong talked about everything from important matters of family and country to trivial matters about the common people. No matter what Hong Qigong said, there was nothing that Yang Guo couldn't catch.
Even Wanyan Ping was stunned for a moment, especially when Yang Guo criticized the current political situation and even said that an emperor should establish his heart for the world, establish his destiny for the people, carry forward the unique knowledge for the saints, and open up the world for all generations. Peaceful words.
Hong Qigong was dumbfounded when he heard this, and for a moment he felt that he had met Yang Guo so late. If the age difference between the two hadn't been so different, he might have been able to pull Yang Guo over to him.
I don’t know how much time passed, but Hong Qigong said earnestly: "My friend, to tell you the truth, 99% of what you said today, whether it is about important matters of the family and the country, or about the people of Li, is all about me. heart".
"At present, wars are raging, and it is obvious that the Mongols are determined to go south to destroy the Song Dynasty. Civil unrest is also spreading in the southern coastal areas. The current affairs of the Song Dynasty are getting worse day by day. The princes and generals are encircling thousands of hectares of land just for enjoyment. The people have no land, but they still have it. A large amount of poll tax had to be paid, so that infanticide became common among the people."
"I see it in my eyes, and I really feel bad about it."
Yang Guo patted Hong Qigong on the shoulder: "The people farm and provide money and food to those in power in the form of taxes. Those in power then use their troops and horses to keep the people safe. But now the Song Dynasty has become a two-phase failure. In such a state, those in power cannot win a single battle externally with the money and food provided by the people, and they continue to oppress internally. I believe that with the eyes of Senior Hong, he should be able to see something, right?"
Hong Qigong exclaimed: "Oh, my little friend, what you said is very clear."
"Although I am very old, I am not confused. How can I not see that the Song Dynasty is running out of time? With my eyesight, if I want to turn the tide from collapse, I must either have the power of Zhuge Wuhou to sway the government, or something like this Taizu Zhao Kuangyin and his like will replace him, otherwise, the Song Dynasty will be totally helpless."
"To be honest, when I was young, I wanted to do something big, but after decades of hard work, I was just the leader of the Beggar Clan. More than 20 years ago, I accepted a disciple. He was extremely talented, but he was too simple and honest. Throughout his life, he only deserves to be called a hero."
The two of them fell into a brief silence. Fortunately, Hong Qigong didn't say that the talented disciple he accepted was Guo Jing. Otherwise, Yang Guo wouldn't know how to answer this. At this moment, Wanyan Ping brought two cups of hot tea in front of them.
It has to be said that Wanyanping was very thoughtful. Before going up the mountain, she bought two cups and some tea leaves.
She handed Yang Guo's usual cup to Hong Qigong, and handed her own cup to Yang Guo.
"Senior Hong, drink some tea to moisten your throat and relieve the greasiness of the roasted chicken."
Hong Qigong took the tea cup and couldn't help but sigh to Yang Guo: "My little friend is really lucky to have a beautiful woman by his side in such an environment. But after chatting for so long, I still don't know my little friend's name?".
Yang Guo smiled and said: "Young man Yang Guo, this is my sworn sister Wanyan Ping. Not long ago, I rescued Yelu Chucai, the Prime Minister of Jingzhao Province, when she was assassinated."
Hong Qigong was stunned for a moment: "Ah, this little girl of yours is quite extraordinary. She is actually from the Wanyan family."
Wanyanping was overjoyed when she saw Yang Guo introducing herself so openly. She said to Hong Qigong: "Little girl Wanyanping, please ask how Senior Hong is doing."
