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Chapter 2310 Congratulations

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Despite this, the cultivation level of Baishu Taoist was still there. The coldness was so strong that some people around him who were watching were involuntarily retreated two steps back to avoid being affected by the fish.

You are too despicable. Even though you know that Brother Yang broke an arm, he still attacked here.The girl Gongsun in green clothes was immediately anxious.

The Taoist Baishu has lived for decades, and his old face has long been tempered to be thicker than the city wall. Hearing this, he laughed loudly: I regard Brother Yang as a match for the match, so naturally I will take full advantage of my actions to show my respect. If Brother Yang feels it is inappropriate, I will only use one hand.

Yang Guo had such a arrogant personality. He snorted coldly when he heard this: No need!

As he said that, the empty sleeves were like a spirit snake, instantly wrapped around the palm of the Baishun Taoist attacking him.

Song Qingshu couldn't help but admire Yang Guo's intelligence. The set of ecstasy palms he created was really unique, and he also used his sleeves, body shape, leg skills, etc. to the greatest extent to avoid the disadvantage of breaking his hands.

The Taoist Baishun only felt that his palm seemed to hit a ball of cotton. He wanted to pull his hand and shook the other party's sleeve. He didn't know that an extremely powerful internal force suddenly surged out from the sleeve. He didn't dare to be careless and hurriedly used the Xuanming Divine Palm to deal with it.

The two of them were shocked, and they all had one hand and one sleeve, and they were in a stalemate.

The cold poison brought by Xuanming Divine Palm originally had an extremely advantageous approach when competing for internal strength, but the powerful internal strength that Yang Guo cultivated in the sea tide was extremely strong, and no one on both sides could do anything to each other for a moment.

The Baishu Taoist was afraid of the other party's internal strength and did not dare to use the Xuanming Divine Palm with all his strength. He was worried that the Han Du was injured by the other party's counterattack, so he placed the winner and defeat in his other hand.

He flipped his palms quickly and did not go straight to the beef, but instead cried out and slashed at Yang Guo's wrist.

Yang Guo's arm did not move, and the chopsticks were raised upside down, and trembled a few more times. The Taoist suddenly felt that the tip of the chopstick touched his tiger's mouth and quickly retracted.

Yang Guo turned the chopstick back and still held the beef. He went out of the chopstick to point the acupoints, and it was quick and incompetent, and it shook back several times, but the beef had not yet fallen.

Everyone around could see clearly that in this moment, the two had exchanged several moves. Although Yang Guo was very quick to use the chopsticks, the Taoist Baishu could retreat and avoid it in time when the time was not allowed to be released, and his martial arts were also real.

After several attacks, the opponent quietly resolved them. However, the Baishu Taoist became more and more anxious. He has been famous for decades, but now he has a draw with a young junior, and his face is really uneasy.

The two light chopsticks were used in the other party's hands as if they were more important than Mount Tai, which made him dare not take it head-on every time.

He felt that he was at a loss with bare hands, so the Taoist Baishu suddenly grabbed a pair of chopsticks from the side and grabbed the beef. He had been bare hands for a long time, and Yang Guo was mainly guarding against his attack, but he unexpectedly rushed to the beef.

In this moment, the other party pulled the meat piece half a foot away, but he reacted quickly. With a trembling wrist, a strange force surged out, and he moved the beef back to his side.

Watching the beef move a few inches to Yang Guo, and then a few inches to the direction where Baisun Taoist was. The beef is covered with a layer of frost and then a ray of heat emitted. The people around were impressed. Obviously everyone understood that the two were fighting with extremely profound internal strength.

However, compared with this, everyone admires Yang Guo more, and the competition for internal strength is the most unfair. He is so young that he can compete with the internal strength of Baisan Taoist for decades, which is really shocking.

At this time, Jin Bingyun opened his red lips lightly: Both of them are distinguished guests of the prince. This competition is to cheer up. If there are any casualties and injuries in the internal forces, it will be unsightly.

Kublai Khan also came out to smooth things over: That's right, I have seen the masters of all the martial arts, so please stop now.

Be careful to abide by the prince’s decree.This statement is consistent with the meaning of harming Taoist people. If you are not careful in the internal strength competition, you will either die or be injured. He and Yang Guo have no grudges that cannot be resolved, so why should they reach this point?

Yang Guo obviously had the same idea, and the two gradually withdrew their internal strength in a tacit understanding.

Is it really that delicious if you snatch a piece of meat so many people snatch?

When the first word is, it feels that the person is still a little far away, but when the last word is, the voice seems to be ringing in my ears. This person's body speed is really rare in the world.

A figure flashed at the door, and one person reached out and snatched the fat beef from the two people's chopsticks, put it in his mouth and chewed it.

Everyone was shocked at this moment, and at the same time, they stood up. When they looked at the man, they were an old man with white hair and beard, blushing and smiling.

I saw him sitting on the blanket underground, pushing away the white beard with his left hand and sending the beef into his mouth with his right hand, and eating it soundly.

Baishu Taoist recalled that although he and Yang Guo had both removed a lot of internal strength just now, the old man actually grabbed beef from the two of them so easily, and the technique he used was really shocking.

Yang Guo smiled slightly: It turned out to be Senior Zhou.

Song Qingshu also recognized him. The old naughty boy Zhou Botong saw him and Hong Qigong walking with him last time in Leigushan. Two days ago, he wondered why he only saw Hong Qigong but did not see him. Unexpectedly, Cao Cao came.

Ah, bah, bah, it’s cold and hot, and the meat is even more messy. Why is this beef so unpalatable?Zhou Botong quickly spit out the beef in his mouth.

At this time, the warrior guarding the palace had already chased after him and shouted: Capture.

Four spears were snatching his chest.

Zhou Botong stretched out his left hand, grabbed four spearheads, and said to the side: Yang Guo, I'm so hungry that I'm so hungry.

The four Mongolian savages pushed forward with force, but they didn't move at all. Even if they tried to regain their strength, the four men's faces were red. The four spears seemed to be cast in an iron mountain, and they couldn't even turn around half an inch.

Yang Guo took a slight slight time, picked up the plate of beef on the table, flew towards him, and said: Please use it!

Zhou Botong picked up his right hand and held it flat on his chest. Suddenly, a piece of beef leapt up from the plate and flew into his mouth, as if he had lived.

Everyone in the room was interesting to watch, and they only thought he could play magic, and they cheered, but the masters such as the Golden Wheel Dharma King knew that he was driving a piece of beef in the plate to jump out.

Ordinary people hit hard through the plate, which could make the beef jump up, but it must be that all the meat flew together, and the juice was dripping. It was absolutely impossible to jump out one by one. The man's palm power had reached a state of ease in everything he could do. Everyone on the table could not do it, and they couldn't help but feel awe.

Kublai Khan said: Brother Yang, is this old gentleman your friend?

Although Yang Guo knew that Zhou Botong had great martial arts skills, he also knew that there were many masters in the house and so many Mongolian warriors. If he rushed over, Zhou Botong might be a little dangerous, so he said: Yes, this old man is my old friend. He is also famous in the Central Plains, and he is known as the old naughty boy.

Since you are your friend, you are my friend.Seeing that he was very skilled in martial arts, Kublai Khan had already become interested in recruiting him, so he waved to the Mongolian warriors.

The four embarrassing Mongolian warriors were like a general amnesty. They couldn't take back the spear with force just now, but they didn't dare to let it go.

Mongolia's military law is extremely strict, and abandoning weapons at the time of battle is a death sentence for beheading. Fortunately, the prince spoke, otherwise they would really not know what to do.

Hey, why are you leaving?

Seeing this, Zhou Botong threw several spears on the ground. At this moment, he had eaten a plate of beef.

But he was still a little dissatisfied. He raised his right hand and flew out of his hand. He drew an arc in the air, flew flat against the table, aimed at a plate of roasted lamb and hit him, and the plate of lamb flew towards him. The plate of lamb turned around the table for several circles, and stopped.

It turned out that he used the Tai Chi power, which was like a Tai Chi diagram, and it continued to break down continuously. If he threw the plate in an open space, the plate would circle around.

This force is not very difficult to exert. Many people who are good at changing techniques are good at this skill. The difficulty is that they grasp the force just right, and they just flew to the mat, and stopped the empty plate and sent another plate of food to him.

Song Qingshu was admired by everyone. What Zhou Botong learned was the authentic Xuanmen, and he had integrated the Nine Yin Scriptures for decades. In terms of the subtle and exquisite techniques, he probably could not compare to him.

Zhou Botong laughed loudly, very proud, and his palms were exerted. The roasted lamb leaped up piece by piece again, and gave him a piece of meat to eat. Then he looked at Yang Guo: Hey, where is Xiaolongnu, why didn’t he be with you?

Before Yang Guo could answer, he asked and answered: Oh, I think I remembered it. I heard from the old beggar that Xiaolongnu was snatched away by that Song Qingshu. It was a good thing to say, congratulations!