The First Sword of the Universe

Chapter 278 The Four Yellow River Ghosts Transformed into Pig Heads

"Yes, master!"

Guo Jing responded, stood up and walked in front of the Four Yellow River Ghosts, clasped his fists and said, "Four of you, who would like to compete with me?"

A trace of anger flashed in the eyes of the Four Yellow River Ghosts. After all, they had been in the martial arts world for several years and were more or less well-known figures. However, the boy in front of them was clearly a young man who had just reached adulthood.
That lazy guy over there asked this guy to fight against the four of them, and he even spoke arrogantly, calling the four of them nothing? !

Such insulting words made them secretly annoyed.

Seeing that Xu Xingchen seemed younger than them, Soul-stealing Whip Ma Qingxiong could not help but shout, "Hey kid over there, tell me your name and title, so I can see which kind of deity you are?"

Xu Xingchen was too lazy to pay attention to them and deliberately turned his head to one side, not looking at them, which made the Four Yellow River Ghosts very angry.

Guo Jing scratched the back of his head and said in a gentle voice: "Four seniors, you are no match for my master, so don't provoke him, or you will be beaten black and blue by him."

During the time when he followed Xu Xingchen on his travels, he had seen his master teach a lesson to those who spoke too much.

When the other party's crime was not punishable by death but was extremely annoying, Xu Xingchen would often punch them in the face a few times, beating those disgusting guys until they were unrecognizable and looked like pigs.

Qian Qingjian, the Axe of the Death Gate, leaped off his horse with a loud cry, and rushed towards Guo Jing while waving his axe, shouting, "Then I will defeat you first, and then I will challenge your master!"

Then, he would go back just as quickly as he came.

Whoohoo!
The two axes danced like wheels, looking extremely ferocious, but Guo Jing dodged them easily using the Four Elephants Step. Then, he delivered a simple and direct punch, hitting Qian Qingjian directly in the face.

puff!
Qian Qingjian screamed, flew backwards, and hit his own warhorse hard.

The frightened warhorse raised its legs and neighed, and the horse's hoof falling from the air almost stepped on him.

The scene suddenly became quiet!

Only the breeze blew across a few people's cheeks, bringing some unspeakable sobs.

The other three of the Four Ghosts of the Yellow River blinked their eyes, and some even rubbed them with their hands, all with a look of disbelief on their faces.

"how come?"

"how is this possible?"

"One move at a time. That's it."

They had no idea what was happening. Why was their fourth apprentice brother defeated in just one move? And why was he defeated by a young boy of 18 or 19?
For a moment, the three people who couldn't accept the fact all stood there in a daze.

On the Jiangnan Seven Freaks side, Han Baoju clapped his hands and cheered loudly, while Quan Jinfa and Zhang Asheng held their stomachs and laughed loudly, mocking loudly while laughing: "That's it? With such little martial arts skills, you dare to challenge us, the Jiangnan Seven Freaks, you are really bold!"

Guo Jing scratched the back of his head in embarrassment and said in a silly voice, "Ah, I'm so sorry, I didn't expect you to be so weak that you can't even block my punch."

The truth hurts the most!

Guo Jing's words were like sharp swords, piercing Qian Qingjian's heart as he just climbed up from the ground.

Qian Qingjian, with his face swelling rapidly and two lines of blood flowing from his nostrils, shouted incoherently, "Impossible, this is impossible, how could I be defeated by your punch? I must have been careless just now, come again!"

After saying that, he rushed forward again, brandishing the axe.

Guo Jing felt a bit of sympathy and barely dodged a few moves. Seeing that the flaw in the opponent's moves was too big and too attractive, he couldn't help but kick the opponent in the hip and elbow, kicking the opponent into a gourd, which rolled several feet away on the ground.

"Oh, sorry, sorry, I just couldn't help it, are you okay?"

Guo Jing apologized hurriedly again, with a very sincere expression on his face.

Seeing his fourth junior brother crawling up from the ground covered in dust and limping in a funny way, Wu Qinglie, the Master of the Soul-Chasing Spear, snorted coldly and jumped up from his horse. While his body was still in the air, the spear behind him already appeared in his hand.

call out!
Amid the whistling sound of the gun tip piercing the air, a flash of cold light pounced towards Guo Jing's chest.

Guo Jing took the Four Elephants Step and dodged to the side.

The spear tip unexpectedly turned flexibly and shook, creating a dozen spear flowers that covered Guo Jing's upper body with a hissing sound.

Wu Qinglie's martial arts is obviously much stronger than that of his fourth junior brother Qian Qingjian. His soul-chasing spear makes the flowers look extremely gorgeous.

However, in the face of Guo Jing's simple evasive movements, the seemingly sharp and unparalleled spear head always missed the target frequently.

After a few moves, a fist once again broke through the seemingly impenetrable gun blockade, and lightning struck Wu Qinglie's cheek.

Bang!
With a dull thud, Wu Qinglie's body spun backwards and fell to the ground about ten feet away.

"Second Junior Brother?!"

Seeing this, Soul-Breaking Knife Shen Qinggang was shocked and immediately drew his knife from its sheath. He flew towards Guo Jing and shouted shamelessly, "Third Junior Brother, let's attack together."

Guo Jing dodged the oncoming blade, but unexpectedly, a whip shadow followed the ground and wrapped around his ankle. Although it was extremely fast and covert, it could not escape his eyes.

He dodged the long whip that was rushing towards his lower body, while dealing with the violent storm of sword light.

He performed the simple Four Elephants Steps with great ease, like a gust of wind.

The combined attack of Shen Qinggang and Ma Qingxiong could not do anything to him.

"We're coming too!"

With a wild roar, Qian Qingjian, whose cheeks were swollen like a pig's head, rushed up again, waving two axes.

Wu Qinglie, with a swollen cheek and a cold light of shame and anger flashing in his eyes, turned the spear around and stabbed it towards Guo Jing's waist with a whoosh.

The four ghosts of the Yellow River joined forces and launched a fierce attack on Guo Jing.

The swords flashed swiftly, the spears flashed quickly, the whips swayed, and the axes were fierce. They were originally brothers from the same school, practicing martial arts together for many years, and their cooperation with each other was very tacit.

Now, four people besieged one person, and the four weapons of knife, gun, whip and axe formed a dragnet offensive, vowing to capture the stupid boy in the middle.

They were originally sent by their master, Ghost Gate Dragon King, to work for Wanyan Honglie.

Now, following the prince's order, he came to drive away the few people on the small hill, but he was stopped by a stupid boy. Fighting alone, no one was his match.

The four men were not good people to begin with. Seeing that they were no match for the enemy if they fought alone, they immediately joined forces to attack unwillingly.

If they still cannot take it down, the Four Ghosts of the Yellow River will lose all their face and will not be able to raise their heads in front of the prince.

Guo Jing had no idea what the Four Yellow River Ghosts were thinking.

He has been strictly trained by Xu Xingchen since he was a child. Although he is dull, he has always been on the right path and has laid a very solid foundation.

Moreover, Xu Xingchen would occasionally practice with him when he was interested to increase his combat experience. So, even though Guo Jing's martial arts were very simple, his actual combat ability was not weak.

His figure moved back and forth in the continuous and fierce attack of the Four Yellow River Ghosts. After persisting for more than ten moves, Guo Jing felt that there was no need to fight any further, so he threw out four consecutive punches, as fast as lightning.

puff! puff! puff! puff!
Four muffled sounds of flesh and skin rang out almost simultaneously.

Among the four ghosts of the Yellow River, some screamed, some groaned, and they flew backwards one after another and fell to the ground about ten feet away.

The four of them quickly got up from the ground, ignoring the swelling and pain on their faces, and shouted in disbelief.

“No, I don’t believe that’s true.”

"How is this possible? How can this boy be so powerful at such a young age?"

"Use your ultimate move, use your power to break through the realm. If the four of us can't beat him together, how can we still hang around in the martial arts world in the future?"

"Third Brother is right, let's use our ultimate move!"

The four ghosts of the Yellow River screamed unwillingly and mobilized their internal energy. With the crackling sound of their tendons and bones exploding, the muscles all over their bodies swelled rapidly like inflated air, and four powerful auras spread out.

next moment.
The four of them turned into four gusts of wind and rushed towards the stupid boy in the center like lightning.

The weapon in his hand was swung dozens of times in a row in an instant, forming a dense and extremely fierce attack.

Faced with such a fierce siege.

Guo Jing let out a light breath, and a popping sound like frying beans came from his body, and the muscles all over his body swelled slightly.

Five figures crossed each other like lightning, so fast that it left afterimages in people's eyes.

The cold light of the weapons flashed in all directions, chilling the hearts of countless people in the martial arts world.

Bang bang bang bang!

With four muffled sounds of flesh and blood, four figures flew out again.

In the center of the battle group, only the unharmed Guo Jing was left standing there, still looking silly.

Looking at the four Yellow River ghosts who fell a few feet away, he said apologetically: "I'm sorry, four seniors. Thank you for letting me go! Thank you for letting me go!"

The four ghosts of the Yellow River who crawled up from the ground covered in dust and dirt were all turned into pig heads.

The few of them glared at Guo Jing fiercely with shame and annoyance, turned around, jumped on their horses, and galloped down the hillside without looking back.

After a while, the sound of unwilling dog barking was heard from afar.

"Wait, the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan, that brat, and the guy who scolded us, all of you wait for us."

“This matter is definitely not over”

"This time, we don't have the support of our elders. We will take revenge next time we meet."

The defeat of the Four Yellow River Ghosts was obviously beyond the expectations of the man in gorgeous clothes in the Jin army, so after a while, the team set off and quickly left the place.

On a small slope.

The Seven Freaks of Jiangnan surrounded Guo Jing and praised him.

Han Xiaoying was surprised and said, "Jing'er, you have learned bad things. Why did you attack the faces of the four Yellow River ghosts?"

Han Baoju clapped his hands and laughed, "I think this is great. Those four guys didn't take us, the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan, seriously at all and actually wanted to challenge us. This time, they were defeated by Jing'er alone. Let's see how they can still be arrogant in front of us in the future."

Zhang Asheng said with a smile: "Jing'er, you were able to easily defeat the four ghosts of the Yellow River, which shows that your martial arts skills have been able to gain a firm foothold in the martial arts world."

Quan Jinfa joked, "Jing'er, now you can think of your nickname in the future, like our Seven Freaks of Jiangnan, or like the Four Ghosts of the Yellow River just now."

Xu Xingchen looked at Guo Jing, who was blushing under the praise of the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan, and laughed, thinking to himself: "In the world of the book, you were besieged by the Four Yellow River Ghosts and were in a miserable state. You almost lost your life."

"Now, you can beat them easily, which shows that this is a good start."

Everyone was chatting and laughing, and didn't take the Four Yellow River Ghosts and the Jin army seriously at all.

After they had rested, they mounted their horses and set off again, crossing grasslands and deserts, gradually approaching Zhangjiakou on the Yellow River.

Ding-ling-ling~~~!

A melodious sound of camel bells was heard, and dozens of white camels slowly approached.
(End of this chapter)