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Chapter Thirty-Four: The Storyteller Tells His Life(1/2)

() Everyone looked on in horror. The young hero who was originally so high-spirited and giving guidance to the country now stood up and turned into extremely cold ice.

This thousand-year-old ice will be frozen into ice slag as soon as it is touched! Now Situ Huanye is using internal force as a pulling force. If he does not die, he will probably become a god...

Yang Guo's figure fell straight down, he held the big sword with his left arm, pulled it out, poured all his inner strength into the flying immortal, and quickly slashed towards the place where Situ Huanye's long sword intersected with the thousand-year-old black ice!

In an instant, seven stars burst out brightly, and a sword energy like a galaxy rose into the sky and sank straight into the black ice.

There was a loud bang, and the heavy sword struck the thousand-year-old black ice. The huge force only made a small gap, but Yang Guo's mouth was already cracked and blood was flowing.

"Master!!!"

Yang Guo stood on the head of the giant rock snake king, roared, and the mournful breath rolled away...

A layer of icy air came from under his feet, and Yang Guo still roared as if he was unaware. On the other side, Huang Rong glanced at Huang Yaoshi eagerly. The latter nodded and struck out with a palm, knocking Yang Guo upside down.

The soles of the boots under my feet have stuck to the head of the giant rock snake king, forming a piece of ice.

"Save my master! Save my master! Save him!!"

Yang Guo fell to the ground, barefooted and roaring, his eyes were red, and he looked at the gorgeous figure in the sky with eyes cracking.

Huang Yaoshi sighed helplessly. Situ Huanye was wrapped in ice and had already lost his vitality. How could he be saved now?

However, seeing the looks in their eyes, as a fifth-level master, he could still get Situ Huanye down from here.

He walked up to Yang Guo, looked into Yang Guo's pleading eyes, sighed, and picked up Yang Guo's heavy sword. As soon as he took it, he almost lost his balance on the sword, and couldn't help but sigh: "What a heavy sword."

After saying that, he turned around with the heavy sword in hand, and the heavy sword like a door panel flew straight up and hit the thousand-year-old black ice.

He has merged with the natural power of heaven and earth, so this sword is naturally extremely powerful. In just an instant, under the eyes of everyone with great expectations, the heavy sword smashed the ice stuck to the Seven Star Sword.

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Situ Huanye's figure fell heavily. Gongsun Lu'e and Yang Guo rushed up with bare feet and were about to catch him, but were stopped by Huang Rong, saying: "You can't touch him now. We have to wait until the ice aura fades.

Otherwise, you two will become just like him."

As he said that, he turned away with tears in his eyes. How could Sister Long bear this? Fortunately, she didn't follow her, otherwise, she and Situ Huanye would have been frozen here together!

Thinking about it, I sighed sadly, what a pitiful person!

Huang Yaoshi stepped forward, sprinkled a layer of strange powder on the thousand-year-old black ice, and sighed slowly: "This can seal the ice energy in his body and ensure that his body will not rot. If we find a way,

Come and save him again."

Everyone looked at it with great pity that such a generation of heroes and the deputy leader of the Central Plains Wulin died in the ice like this. They were really jealous of the talent.

After everyone waited for the ice aura on Situ Huanye's body to fade away, they hired a carriage to transport Situ Huanye back to Xiangyang.

From then on, there was a legend of a top martial arts master in Xiangyang City, and there was also a lifelike ice sculpture on Xiangyang City. It was said that this was the body of that master.

Situ Huanye's wife Xiao Longnu also seemed to have disappeared from the world. When Yang went to the ancient tomb, he could not find the figure of Xiao Longnu. Many people said that Xiao Longnu died for love and died.



Phantom leaf space.

Situ Huanye's figure instantly flashed into the Huanye space. He put away the Seven-Star Sword and threw it into the space aside. He rubbed the numb parts of his body and let out a long sigh.

Xiaomeng pounced on him, and the latter immediately fell to the ground limply. Regardless of Xiaomeng's eagerness, he fell asleep.

The strength of the Giant Rock Snake King is really not exaggerated. The strength of the fifth-level spiritual beast is indeed very different from that of the fourth-level. Such a powerful strength is more than twice or twice as strong as that of the flaming snake!

The last blow wasn't even delivered. It was really uncomfortable to hold it in the body. If I hadn't been prepared in advance, I might have suffered internal injuries.

After resting for sixteen hours in this magic leaf space, it will be the past sixteen years outside. When the time comes, if you go out to complete the mission, you will be considered successful and retired!



Sixteen years later, Xiangyang.

In the tavern, an old storyteller took out a puppet standing on a big sculpture from the table. He looked at the crowds of listeners, smiled with satisfaction, and said quietly: "Today, let's talk about it.

This is the story of Yang Guo, the Condor Hero!"

"It's the Condor Hero again! I've heard it many times!"

"It made my ears weak! Now I can even memorize it!"

"Yes, yes! Get some fresh ones quickly, otherwise we have to leave!"

As he said this, someone started to leave.

The gentleman suddenly became anxious and waved his hands quickly, saying: "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no! Let's get something fresh today!"

After everyone listened, they smiled with satisfaction and sat back down.

A figure slowly walked in from the door. She was wearing a long cloak and rubbed her hands after entering. She looked at an empty seat and sat down straight. She didn't care about the original owner who had just returned.

This sounds like a book.

On the stage, the storyteller held Yang Guo's puppet, looked at the many figures in the audience, and said: "You just know that there is a Condor Hero in this world, and his martial arts are world-famous. Do you know where his martial arts master came from?

Come?"

Upon hearing this, everyone shook their heads, how could they know such a thing.

"Old sir! Stop showing off! Tell me quickly, who is the master of this Condor Hero?"

"Could it be the martial arts leader Guo Jing?! I heard that the Condor Hero is Guo Jing's uncle!"

"I heard it was a legacy left by a senior master, and the Condor Man accidentally found it!"

The storyteller waved his hand and said: "No, it's all wrong!"

"What is that?!" everyone asked in unison.

"The Master of the Condor Heroes, whose surname is Situ and whose given name is Huan Ye, was a master who ranked first in the world in martial arts sixteen years ago!!" As the storyteller spoke, his eyes suddenly jumped, and a gleam flashed in his eyes, and a

Tears gradually rose.

Everyone immediately looked at the storyteller in horror. The top master sixteen years ago?!

Guo Xiang turned her eyes and saw the tears in the storyteller's eyes, and immediately said: "Old sir! Why are you crying while I'm talking?"

Many other listeners listened to Guo Xiang's words, and this time they saw that the storyteller was already in tears.

"Listen to me, listen to me... Do you know who the leader of the martial arts alliance is today?!" the storyteller asked again.

Everyone listened and looked at the storyteller like an idiot. They didn't even know who the Condor Man's master was, but if he was talking about the leader of the martial arts alliance... how could it be unclear?!

"The leader of the martial arts alliance is Guo Jing and Guo Daxia! He was a figure who became famous in the world decades ago!"

"Yes, yes! Guo Daxia is the pillar of my martial arts community in the Central Plains!"

The old man nodded and said: "Yes, the leader of the martial arts alliance is indeed Daxia Guo Jing, but what you don't know is that when the leader of the martial arts alliance was elected at Dasheng Pass, there was still a deputy leader!

"

"Deputy leader?! Why have you never heard of it?!"

"Who is this deputy leader?!"

Everyone speculated in surprise, but Guo Xiang in the audience rolled his eyes and said again: "Could it be Situ Huanye, the master of the Condor Heroes?!"

The old gentleman gave Guo Xiang a strange look, nodded and said: "Yes, it is indeed the Great Master Situ!"

"Sixteen years ago, the Mongols were arrogant and domineering. They tried to attack us several times in the Song Dynasty. How could the countless heroes and heroes in the Central Plains martial arts world allow the Mongols to succeed?! Guo Jing, the leader of the martial arts alliance... Oh no! At that time, Guo Jing and Daxia Guo were still

He is not the leader of the martial arts alliance. He has high prestige, and together with his wife Huang Rong, they held a hero meeting in Lujiazhuang, Dashengguan! For a time, heroes from all walks of life in the Central Plains martial arts gathered in front of Lujiazhuang, and it was extremely brilliant!"

Everyone followed the storyteller's passionate speech and imagined such a scene...

"At that time, the second leader of the Beggar Clan, Huang Rong, the wife of the current martial arts leader Guo Jing, gave up the position of leader of the Beggar Clan to the current leader Lu Youjiao at the martial arts conference. After that, heroes from all walks of life started discussing

To nominate the leader of the martial arts alliance. Unexpectedly, the arrogant and domineering Mongols also came to intervene! King Jinlun, the top master in Mongolia, came to compete for the position of leader of the martial arts alliance!"

When everyone heard this, their hearts suddenly tightened. This was the leader of the martial arts alliance in the Central Plains. How could he let the Mongolian Tatars do it?!

"As expected, it did arouse the fierce anger of the martial arts masters in the Central Plains! Lu Youjiao, who has just succeeded as the leader of the Beggar Clan, has his first battle!"

"Although Gang Leader Lu's martial arts skills are not as good as those of Guo Jing and Guo Jing, he is still a top-notch expert. He will definitely beat the shit out of King Jinlun! Hahaha..."

A spectator said in the lobby, causing everyone to agree.

Unexpectedly, the storyteller immediately shook his head and said: "No! The Jinlun Dharma King did not take action, but asked his third disciple Prince Huo Dou to take action against Lu Youjiao! Huo Dou had a pair of folding fans, which were full of hidden weapons of yin and yin. Lu Youjiao

The gang leader only fought for a while and then was kicked off the stage by Na Huodu!"

Everyone was shocked, they were defeated?!

Guo Xiang also frowned, Uncle Lu lost? Impossible... He actually lost to Jin Lun Dharma King's disciple?! Oh my god... How powerful is Jin Lun Dharma King!

"Not only that, in the second game, Zhu Ziliu, a disciple of Master Yideng of Shaolin Temple, accepted the challenge..."

"We will definitely win this time! Senior Zhu Ziliu is a truly top-notch master in the world today! How can Master Yideng have a weak opponent?!"

The frustrated onlooker just now spoke again, as if he wanted to regain his place.

"No, I lost! I still lost! I couldn't help but lose, and I was poisoned!" The old gentleman glanced at the onlooker and said jokingly.

At this time, most of the people in the hall couldn't bear it any longer. A first-rate master like Zhu Ziliu would lose. Could it be that it was Guo Jing and Guo Daxia who defeated him in the end?!

"We've all lost, who can win?" Guo Xiang also frowned and asked.
To be continued...
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