Gong Moyu was chopped off by Gu Qingxi's sword, and flew out screaming. Finally, he fell heavily on the ground of the martial arts training ground. Gong Moyu stared at the sky with dull eyes, and slowly said: "It seems that it really needs to be so tragic."
Gu Qingxi was also stunned, looked at the sword in his hand, and then looked at Gong Moyu who fell to the ground: "Did I hit too hard? It shouldn't be, Yafeng didn't use any strength. Is Moyu too weak? Yes! It should be, so I should practice well." After Gu
Qingxi finished talking to himself, he turned his head to look at the trembling Miaoxin, and then smiled evilly.
Miaoxin held the sword in his hand and shouted to Gu Qingxi: "Uncle Master, don't come over here - ah ah ah ah -"
Then, a little bald head also flew out, fell beside Gong Moyu with a thud, and didn't get up for a long time.
The twelve guards of the Renxin League who were watching this scene at the edge of the martial arts training ground were stunned for a moment, and they had some doubts in their hearts. Was Gu Qingxi very strong, or were those two too weak?
Why did Gu Qingxi chop both of them away with one sword?
Soon, they knew that it was not that those two were too weak, but that Gu Qingxi was too strong!
"Get up quickly!" Gu Qingxi pointed his sword at Miaoxin and Gong Moyu who were lying on the ground and refused to get up and shouted.
Gong Moyu got up very quickly. He thought it was an accident just now. It must be that Qingxi did not control the strength well, so he was so heavy. It would definitely not happen later.
Miaoxin got up reluctantly.
Gu Qingxi had already rushed up again with the sword in hand.
"Use the sword style I taught you before!" Gu Qingxi raised the sword and stabbed Gong Moyu with a sword.
Gong Moyu woke up from his dream when he heard Gu Qingxi's words, and immediately used the Yunlong Thirteen Styles that Gu Qingxi taught him in his previous life to fight.
When Gong Moyu drew his sword, the guards watching at the edge of the martial arts training ground were brightened.
What kind of swordsmanship is this? It's so exquisite.
One move after another, flowing like clouds and water, even more like a latent dragon flying into the sky.
This swordsmanship makes Gong Moyu's sword energy increase exponentially!
Gong Moyu's figure looks even more elegant and detached.
However, all this did not prevent Gong Moyu from being chopped away again after a few moves with Gu Qingxi.
The guards of the Renxin League: "..."
What's going on?
The little monk Miaoxin screamed and rushed towards Gu Qingxi.
A scene that shocked the guards of the Renxin League appeared.
A circle of golden light and shadow appeared faintly behind the little monk Miaoxin. Is that the Buddha's light that only Buddhist practitioners with profound Buddhist teachings can have?
I didn't expect this little monk to have such a talent!
However, after a while, Miaoxin rolled on the ground for a few rounds, and then lay there motionless, which made the guards of the Renxin League strangely silent.
Gong Moyu and Miaoxin don't look weak! Why did they roll on the ground after only ten rounds under Gu Qingxi?
They even felt that Gu Qingxi had held back in all ten rounds.
"Come again!" Gu Qingxi's voice was a little cold.
Gong Moyu and Miaoxin could only get up again and continue to fight with Gu Qingxi.
Not long after, the two were knocked away again.
Just like that, they were knocked away again and again, and got up again and again.
In the end, Gong Moyu and Miaoxin were covered with bruises.
Gong Moyu collapsed on the ground, staring at the sky with lifeless eyes, feeling pain and tired, and didn't want to say a word.
Miaoxin lay on the ground motionless.
When Gu Qingxi called them again, Gong Moyu slowly closed his eyes and said faintly: "Qingxi, although beating is love and scolding is love, it is not good to keep kissing. Can I rest for a while?"
Gu Qingxi: "..."
Yafeng sneered: "He is half dead, but he is still talking nonsense. He is a typical person who is soft all over after death, but his mouth is hard."
Wan Ling said coldly: "He is the same as you in this respect."
Yafeng said angrily: "Believe
it or not, I will kill you!" Miaoxin lay on the ground and said in a muffled voice: "No, I will not come again. Uncle, if you don't let us rest for a while, I will really reincarnate."
Gu Qingxi looked at the exhausted two people and finally showed kindness: "Okay, let you rest for half an hour."
Gong Moyu and Miaoxin finally came to their senses after hearing this and sat up. The two looked at each other and saw sadness in each other's eyes.
Gu Qingxi sat aside, took out a pot and a cup, and poured sweet juice to drink.
Gong Xufei came at this time. He ran around Wan'an City and bought all kinds of snacks in Wan'an City.
When Gong Moyu saw Gong Xufei, he said coldly: "Give all the snacks to Senior Gu, and then get out."
Gong Xufei swallowed his anger and set up a few tables, and then placed snacks on the tables. After setting them, he said to Gu Qingxi respectfully: "Senior Gu, please enjoy."
Gu Qingxi looked at the snacks on the tables and waved her hand: "Well done, go down."
When Gong Xufei heard Gu Qingxi say this, the huge stone hanging in his heart was slightly lowered. After bowing to Gu Qingxi, he turned and left.
Gu Qingxi invited the twelve guards to have dinner together. Because it was noon now.
Originally thought that these upright guards would refuse, but they all sat over, but they didn't seem to come to eat.
The leading guard asked Gu Qingxi cautiously: "Master Gu, we want to ask, did you teach Gong Qigong the sword technique he used?"
They had heard Gu Qingxi tell Gong Moyu to use the sword technique she taught him before, so they wanted to confirm it.
"Yes, is there any problem?" Gu Qingxi was eating a bowl of wontons.
"The sword technique is exquisite, we really want to learn from Master Gu... We also know that this request is very abrupt and rude. But we really want to... And Master Gu, your sword is not an ordinary one, right? We really want to see it. Master Gu, don't worry, we will be very measured and will never hurt you at all." The leading guard said uneasily and with hope in his eyes.
Gu Qingxi put down the wonton in his hand, pulled out Yafeng, and showed it to the guards: "Do you want to see this sword?"
The twelve guards immediately surrounded him.
"Good sword!"
"What a good sword!"
"A peerless sword!"
The guards' eyes lit up and they praised excitedly.
"You also want to try this sword? And it won't hurt me at all?" Gu Qingxi asked the guards with a mysterious smile on her face.
"Yes, yes. I hope Lord Gu will help you." The guards all bowed and saluted.
Gu Qingxi nodded slightly: "No problem, then I will let you see this sword."
She also wanted to prove one thing to these guards, that she really had the ability to protect herself, she really didn't need their close protection like this, and she didn't need six people guarding the door when she slept.
"Thank you Lord Gu for your help." The guards were very excited and thanked him again and again.
Gong Moyu and Miaoxin were sitting on the ground not far away. The corners of their mouths pulled out a strange smile, and they whispered: "I've never seen someone rushing to get beaten, and then thanking profusely after being beaten..."
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