long street.
A man in black, wearing black cloth, black robe, black shoes and black socks, and a black sheath sword slung across his back, came from the other end of the street.
This man is tall and burly, almost twice as wide as an ordinary person, but he does not seem bloated at all, but looks very thin and strong.
His face had a strange deathly gray color, his eyebrows were flying sideways, his eyes were stern, and he was arrogant, and a sparse beard under his chin was blowing in the wind.
He looked both arrogant and chic, serious and unruly.
Anyone who takes one look at him knows that this is no ordinary person.
He didn't walk fast, but he walked with a kind of perseverance, as if the sky was falling apart and the sun and the moon were falling, he would never stop.
At this moment, the man in black heard the sound of clothes fluttering, and it was very fast.
——He is a master.
The man in black's eyes lit up, and when he looked in that direction, he saw a man in green moving quickly.
"Good skill!"
The man in black's eyes lit up, and he spread out his figure, swooping out like a dragon, and stopped in front of the man in green in a blink of an eye.
"Who are you?" The man in green frowned.
He has already seen that the person who came here is pretty good, at least he has surpassed himself just by relying on this light skill.
He couldn't help but murmur in his heart that he was really unlucky when he went out today, and everyone he encountered was ruthless.
The man in black didn't say much because he was a swordsman.
Swordsmen speak with their swords.
Hearing only a "choking" dragon roar, the sword was unsheathed.
The blade of the sword is also jet black, without any luster, but as soon as the sword is unsheathed, the cold sword energy is already imminent.
The figure of the man in green can only retreat.
Retreat wildly.
At the same time, the man in green made a move with his sleeve, and a long whip appeared in his palm.
The long whip rolled like a poisonous python facing the black sword.
Then the sound of "chichi" continued, but once the long whip and the black sword collided, they exploded into countless powders, flying all over the sky.
The man in Tsing Yi wanted to retreat, but the sword light was like lightning, and it had stopped at the man in Tsing Yi's throat.
The man in black looked at the man in green and said, "'Whip God' Ximen Rou?"
The man in green is also looking at the man in black: "'Songyang Iron Sword' Guo Songyang?"
Although their words were filled with doubts, they were both certain of each other's identity.
Guo Songyang shook his head, sheathed his sword, but with a look of disdain on his face, he said lightly: "The Whip God is nothing more than that."
After saying that, he raised his head and let out a long sigh. Although he won, his mood became even more bleak.
Ximen Rou's face darkened: "The Whip God is here, but the Snake Whip is no longer there, otherwise how could you easily succeed."
His original snake whip was specially made and was indestructible to swords.
When fighting against Guo Songyang, he only used a spare whip.
Although it is much stronger than ordinary whips, it is still far behind when compared with the real "snake whip".
Guo Songyang frowned: "Where is your snake whip?"
Ximenrou's expression became darker: "Taken away by someone?"
Guo Songyang's face showed excitement and surprise: "Who can take away the snake whip of the 'Whip God'?"
Ximenrou uttered three words coldly: "Jade, Lian, City."
"Okay, okay!" Guo Songyang shouted three times in a row, with even more excitement on his face: "I didn't expect that the 'Six Jue Crazy Guest' was also in Baoding City. I came here in vain. How many tricks did he use to snatch your snake?" whip?"
The corners of Ximenrou's mouth twitched, and his face was slightly distorted. After a long while, he finally said two words: "One move."
The excitement on Guo Songyang's face became even more intense: "With such a master, even if this trip to Baoding was not in vain, where is he?"
"where is he?"
"In the alley next to Yuan Xingyun Village."
Guo Songyang strode away.
suddenly.
He stopped.
"Even if you have the snake whip in your hand, you are no match for me." The sword light flashed again, and a stone lion was cut in half by him, and the cut was smooth and flat.
After using this sword, Guo Songyang's people strode away.
Ximen Rou looked at Guo Songyang's leaving figure and said sadly, "It seems that there is no place for me, Ximen Rou, to compete for supremacy in the world today."
He stamped his feet, flew past the sky, and disappeared behind the roof in just a flash.
From now on, there is no more master of weaponry in the world.
…
Not long after, Guo Songyang came to the alley where there was no sunlight.
The corpses of four money gang masters were still lying in the alley, smelling of blood.
Guo Songyang was a well-informed person and recognized the identity of the corpse. He glanced at the corpses, showing surprise.
"It is said that the 'Six Ultimate Crazy Guest' is proficient in six unique skills, and each skill has reached a very high level. Now it seems that there are far more than six skills."
With Guo Songyang's eyesight, he could naturally see that these people were killed by his best Kung Fu.
Guo Songyang thought to himself that with his swordsmanship, it would not be difficult to deal with these people. But if you kill them with their best martial arts, it will be as difficult as climbing to heaven.
This "Six Ultimate Crazy Guest" is indeed a wonderful character.
"Friends outside, the autumn wind is cold and cold. If you don't mind, you can come in and have a cup of hot wine." A clear voice sounded from the chicken feather shop. Guo Songyang laughed and strode into the shop.
As soon as he entered the store, he immediately saw a young man in black, sitting in front of the table, looking at him with a smile, and the wine bottle in his hand.
"I came just in time. I drank too much today. Forty-nine coppers are no longer enough to pay the bill. My friend, you can help me pay the bill and I will pay it back to you another day." The young man in black said with a smile.
Guo Songyang just looked at him coldly: "Yulian City?"
The young man in black nodded: "It's me."
As soon as the word "I" came out of his mouth, Guo Songyang's black long sword was unsheathed again. The blade broke through the air and stopped at Yu Liancheng's neck in the blink of an eye. As long as he moved forward a few inches, he could take his life.
But Yu Liancheng was still very calm.
Guo Songyang frowned: "Why don't you take action?"
Yuliancheng said: "Why should I take action?"
Guo Songyang said coldly: "If you don't take action, I will kill you!"
Yu Liancheng said: "If I don't take action, you will definitely not kill me."
Guo Songyang said: "Oh, why?"
Yuliancheng said: "Because you are Guo Songyang, the 'Songyang Iron Sword'."
Guo Songyang was silent, and suddenly sighed: "Tell me, what do you have to do before you are willing to fight me?"
"First of all, go and pay for the drinks for me." Yu Liancheng pointed towards the counter. Behind the counter was a trembling old man, who is the current owner of this chicken shop.
Guo Songyang snorted coldly, walked to the counter, took out a piece of silver, put it down with a bang, and walked to Yu Liancheng again.
"Want to drink?" Yu Liancheng looked at Guo Songyang.
Guo Songyang said coldly: "I won't drink."
"You are such a boring person." Yu Liancheng stood up and said, "Let's go and follow me to meet these two people. After meeting them, I promise to give you a good fight."
