Book 2

Northern Beggar and Western Poison have been adversaries for many years, they hated each other, how could it be that they ended up dead together on Mount Hua. The two of them were enemies when they were alive, just before they died they were hugging each other and laughing. All the feuds and arguments that they have had over the years were finished with a laugh!

Yang Guo said, “Miss Guo, please tell your parents that I’ve gone.” Guo Fu was shocked and said, “You’re fine, so why are you leaving?” Yang Guo gave a dull laugh and said, “There’s no reason, originally I came here for no real reason, and now that I’ve been here I feel I should go.”

Yang Guo’s five fingers then gently waved out, a slight smile on his face; it was a stance of “Dressing of Li Hua” from the Jade Maiden. Yang Guo’s smile infected Da Er Ba, he followed and smiled. Yang Guo’s face was handsome and striking, when he smiled, he was even more so, Da Er Ba’s cheekbones were high and his cheeks deep, when the crowd saw him follow Yang Guo and smile, all of them shivered.

The upstairs of the restaurant became covered by a layer of broken wood. The three of them battled on the debris without any obstructions. Jin Lun Fa Wang moved around in large steps, the iron wheel flashing around, ‘lang lang’ sounds were heard, his arms in motion as he attacked Yang Guo and Xiao Longnu two people ferociously.

Yang Guo saw a girl in blue green by the window, her left hand was holding down a piece of paper, her right holding a pen, she was in the middle of doing calligraphy. Her back was towards the couch and he couldn’t see her face, her back was slender with a fine waist, extremely elegant and beautiful.

A cool breeze blew and pieces of Li Mochou’s clothing flew away, her arms, shoulders, chest and legs were revealed. She wasn’t able to control her embarrassment; she wanted to turn around and run away when suddenly her back felt cool, a large piece of cloth flew away from her back.

Fan Yi Weng quickly moved his head to the left. The opponent’s attack was fast, his reaction was also very swift and his beard followed him and flung upwards. Yang Guo’s scissors had been opened and was guarding the right; a ‘ka’ sound was heard as the scissors cut down. He cut off over two feet of the beard.

Gongsun Zhi was using his greatest skill “Yin Yang Wild Blades”. The black sword was originally soft and yin but right now it was hacking and chopping solidly, changing into the yang and hard nature of saber play. Meanwhile, the heavy and clumsy jagged saber was now piercing and cutting, going down the road of lightness and swiftness. The saber had become a sword, the sword had become a saber, and it really was extraordinary.

Yang Guo grabbed the rope with both hands and climbed up it; he looked down and saw that Luu E and her mother had become two small black images in the indistinct evening light.

The Mongolians attacked Xiang Yang once again. Arrows and stones were sent towards the city like rain and hail. The soldiers at the front of the attack placed ladders around the city of Xiang Yang and climbed up. The city was guarded tightly; groups of eight soldiers held a wooden ram in the arms and were knocking the ladders off the city walls.