Godly System Moralizes the World

The setting sun gradually slanted to the west, and a ray of afterglow fell on the earth, reflecting the golden mountains in the distance.

Outside a simple thatched house, four people stood opposite each other. The man on the left was an old man with a kind eyebrow wearing a coarse cloth monk robe. The most eye-catching thing about the old man was the two long eyebrows hanging down from the corner of his eyes.

Opposite the old man stood two men and a woman. The headed man wore a moon-white robe, his face was calm, his eyes were clear and clear, and he seemed to be able to understand the world.

Beside this man, a 14-five-year-old boy wearing a black cloth was looking at the old white-browed monk with a fiery fighting spirit on his face.

Behind the two men is a woman with a beautiful and vulgar face wearing a white cloth.

It is the "Southern Emperor" Duan Zhixing and Xiao Tian, ​​the three apprentices!

"Boy Yang Guo, dare to ask Master Yideng for advice," Yang Guo said respectfully, standing opposite Duan Zhixing.

Before he finished his words, Yang Guo put on the starting position of Tianshan Zhemei hands, and waited.

Although he has been carefully taught by Xiao Tian to cultivate martial arts at a rapid pace, and is equipped with Xiaoyao school's unique skills such as Lingbo Weibu, Tianshan Zhemei Hand and Xiaowuxianggong, he does not face the world-famous "Southern Emperor" Duan Zhixing. Dare to be careless.

"Little brother, don't need to be nervous," Duan Zhixing shook his head and smiled: "Old Na is as old as the little brother, but he doesn't have the martial arts as superb as the little brother!"

"The master has praised it, it's the master who taught me well," Yang Guo was a little bit ashamed. If he had not been lucky enough to be accepted as a disciple by Xiao Tian, ​​he could not even be called a third-rate master at the moment, so where would he have the opportunity to fight against Nandi?

"Boy, is it possible that you still want Emperor Duan to act first?" Xiao Tian saw that Yang Guo had been chatting with Duan Zhixing, and he didn't say anything very angry.

No matter how Nandi doesn't like to fight, it is one of the five must-dos. Both his status and seniority are far above Yang Guo. If Duan Zhixing takes the first shot, he might be laughed at by outsiders.

"Master, you are offended!" Yang Guo felt stunned after hearing Xiao Tian's words, and then he looked straight and said to Duan Zhixing.

"Little brother, do whatever it takes," Duan Zhixing nodded with a smile, his seniors are full of demeanor.

Yang Guo didn't hesitate when he saw it. He stepped on Lingbo and rushed towards Duan Zhixing. At the same time, the small phaseless power was running. He used the "Star River Heron Rise" in the True Sword Technique, and the iron sword in his hand struck a sad beauty. The arc of light took Duan Zhixing's throat straight!

Xiao Tian not only taught Yang Guo Xiaoyao School's unique skills, you must know that Xiao Wuxiang Gongben has the ability to imitate the world martial arts, Xiao Tian will naturally find a way to let Yang Guo use this little Wuxiang Gong ability to the extreme!

And this Quanzheng Swordsmanship, before leaving Zhongnanshan, Xiao Tian came to Ma Jue to ask for Yang Guo!

Of course, there are also Quanzhen Sect's superior swordsmanship, seven-star swordsmanship and Yiqi Huasanqing!

Duan Zhixing saw Yang Guo's astonishing sword, his face did not change at all, his internal strength was attached to the monk's robe, and he raised his hand to block the iron sword stabbed by Yang Guo.

The monk's robe became as hard as iron under the blessing of Duan Zhixing's vigorous internal force. It collided with the iron sword in Yang Guo's hand, and it turned out to be a sound of gold and iron!

Yang Guo was not disappointed when he saw this. This Nandi was a master at the same level as his master Xiao Tian. If he could easily be defeated by himself, that would be a strange thing!

You must know that even now he can't survive ten moves when fighting his master!

Yang Guo missed a hit, the iron sword in his hand turned, the hilt of the sword was raised, and the tip of the sword pointed downward, as if he was holding a pot and pouring wine. It was the "drinking and drinking" in Quanzhen Sword Art!

A seemingly unrestrained freehand stroke, but it is a hidden murderous intent, the iron sword is slanted across the sky, leaning towards Duan Zhixing's chest!

"It's a full-strength sword technique," Duan Zhixing nodded slightly and said in admiration, but the movement in his hand was not slow at all, the true energy in his body was running, and then he pointed out.

One finger that seems to be extremely slow, but it is extremely chic and cozy, it is the unique Yang finger of the Duan family in Dali!

Pointing the wind fiercely, hitting the iron sword sword that Yang Guo stabbed, knocked it away, and then gained momentum and not forgiving, a little underfoot, the whole person took a few steps, pressed against Yang Guo, and his right hand pointed out like lightning, like rain. Like a banana, it didn't give Yang Guo a chance to breathe!

The little dragon girl who was watching the battle couldn't help showing a hint of worry on her plain face.

"Don't worry," Xiao Tian said with a smile at Xiaolongnv, indicating that she doesn't need to worry. Just kidding, Yang Guo had taught him a few tricks that he could support even under his full force. What's more, it was Nandi Duan Zhixing who was facing it?

Among the Central Plains Five Jues, although the Southern Emperor Duan Zhixing has the strength of the Five Jues, he is the weakest among the Five Jues when it comes to aggression. Therefore, Yang Guo's current situation looks dangerous, but he is far from defeated. !

When Yang Guo was approached by Duan Zhixing, he originally wanted to use his sword to block, but Duan Zhixing's offensive was too swift. After a few parry, he was a little tired of coping. He simply ran Lingbo's microsteps and opened the distance with Duan Zhixing.

Although Duan Zhixing's light work is not bad, it is still a bit inferior to the Xiaoyao school's masterful Ling Bo's microstepping, so Yang Guo didn't spend much time throwing off Duan Zhixing who was close to him, separated from him by four or five feet. Stand still.

Duan Zhixing didn't chase after seeing this. Instead, he stood in place, pointing out his right index finger!