Guo An took a deep breath and nodded slightly: "My little friend has such cultivation at such a young age. He is obviously a sword cultivator, but he defeated my son without using a sword. It seems that he is not complaining about losing!"

Gao Ge smiled.

The next second, he held the sword and killed the other side.

Guo An's eyes turned cold, and when he pressed his hands down, the energy in his body surged wildly, and at the same time, a strong wind was stirring up to slow down the singing speed.

Gao Ge broke through the strong wind with his sword, and the sword energy flew wildly.

Guo An originally wanted to grab Gao Ge's Feixing Sword with his hands and perform a free-handed slap, but the moment he stretched out his hand, his whole body was covered with a cold chill.

He quickly realized that the long sword in the other party's hand was unusual, and immediately opened his body to avoid the sword.

Immediately, he kicked out, trying to kick the singer in the middle of high school, so as to kick off the sword in the other party's hand and put himself in the upper hand.

However, Gao Ge's pair of fiery eyes had already penetrated his purpose, and his face was still unmoved. However, at the critical moment, the Flying Star Sword raised a sword flower and slashed at the leg that was kicking out by Guo An.

Guo An avoided it. After being cut off, he quickly punched Gao Ge out and forced Gao Ge back. At the same time, he also retreated repeatedly. His long gown was cut and a wound appeared on his leg.

"What a sharp sword technique, it has a lot of changes, it is very domineering, and it has a strong murderous aura..." Guo An took a deep breath, a little surprised, "You can not only comprehend such a sword technique, but also use it skillfully. It's really amazing!"

Gao Ge laughed and didn't praise Guo An.

After all, Guo An suffered a great loss just now. If you praise the other party at this time, it will only make the other party think that this is his mockery of him.

"Come again!" Guo An did not continue, but rushed to Gao Ge in front of him like a tiger going down the mountain.

One punch after another fell, causing a burst of fist wind.

Very domineering.

When Gao Ge faced Guo An's thunder offensive, he not only did not fall into a downturn, but instead dealt with it freely.

The two of them were intertwined, the fist wind roared and the sword light flashed.

The onlookers also put away their mentality of watching the fun at this time, and their eyes widened, fearing that any of the details would be missed.

Fei Yang, who had gotten up at some point, quietly walked to Guo Liang's side.

"Brother Liang, let's do it secretly..."

"Shut up!" Guo Liang was furious when he heard Fei Yang's words and slapped him in the face, "My father is fighting with him. What's the matter with us? It's a blessing for us to watch the masters fight, and it's enough to understand too much. You want to take advantage of others' danger? Humph, get away! Get away, otherwise, don't blame me for slapping you with one palm!"

Fei Yang was scolded by Guo Liang, and he felt even more angry, but he was helpless.

He always felt that if he wanted to rush forward and attack at this time, he would only be dismembered by the gorgeous sword shadow.

"Bang!"

Guo An's iron fist collided with the long sword in the singer, and the sound of metal collision sounded.

Immediately, the two of them retreated at the same time, and gasped.

"Master Guo Guan is so good at boxing!" Gao Ge said what he said in his heart.

He learned the thunder boxing of the Xia family.

In his opinion, the boxing techniques that Guo An used at this time, such as the thunder fist of the Xia family, was not inferior, and it was more domineering.

Especially when he was sent out by Guo An, Gao Ge really had an illusion, as if he was fighting a tiger.

"Haha, come again!"

Guo An shouted loudly, and then punched him down from top to bottom.

Gao Ge immediately avoided, but the fist wind burst out in that moment shocked him and retreated repeatedly.

Guo An kept charging forward, like a bull rushing, and the stone slabs under his feet cracked one after another.

Gao Ge's eyes were stern, and the long sword in his hand wrapped around like a spirit snake.

When the sword light flashed, Gao Ge suddenly stepped on the mysterious steps under his feet, and his body changed constantly, sometimes distanced from Guo An and sometimes fought close together.

Guo An frowned, staring at Gao Ge, while thinking about the mystery, suddenly a flash of inspiration in his mind and blurted out: "Is this a ghost ghost in the Shadow Gate?"

"The owner of the hall is so beautiful." Gao Ge smiled.

"Are you a member of the Shadow Sect?" Guo An said curiously, "The people of the Shadow Sect have always been without a trace..."

"I'm not from the Yingmen." Gao Ge probably just came out of what the other party was thinking and said bluntly, "Don't worry, Master Guo, even if you hurt me, the Yingmen will not cause trouble for you."

Guo An was exposed by Gao Ge's thoughts, and his old face turned red. He quickly coughed, concealed his embarrassment, and then bowed: "I don't know where my friend learned the ghost ghosts from the Shadow Sect, and he could practice to the point of perfection?"

Now I am sorry to be Gao Ge.

He didn't know when he had practiced the ghost fan to the point of perfection.

If you nod your head at this time and follow what you say, you will always feel uneasy.

"My friend, your sword technique is a bit mysterious. I don't know where your master learned?" Guo An asked again.

"Sword Technique of Shaking the Sky." Gao Ge said.

"Sword Technique of the Sky?" Guo An was stunned and his eyes almost fell out, "Then... wouldn't that be the sword technique of Xiaoshan Sword Sect... Is my friend a disciple of Xiaoshan Sword Sect?"

Gao Ge could only shake his head again and said with a smile: "Whether it is the ghost mystery or the swordsmanship of the sky, it is all my tricks."

So Guo An couldn't figure it out even more.

Whether it is the ghost mystery or the sword technique of the sky, it is a first-class martial art in the world of immortal cultivation.

As a result, they were all caught in Gao Ge's hands, which is really puzzling.

What a clever trick that he doesn't believe such words. How can ordinary people have such an opportunity?

He took a deep breath and bowed to Gao Ge: "My friend is very good at martial arts. Even if he continues to fight, I will still lose. So, just click to stop."

To put it bluntly, I just stopped fighting and gave in.

Gao Ge also breathed a sigh of relief.

Guo An's fists and feet are really strong and murderous. He is seen with a fierce look. If he continues to fight, he will be in a mess even if he wins the final victory.

At this level, it is actually just right.

"My friend, can you come into the house and talk?"

Gao Ge smiled and said, "It's so good, so good." So, Guo An was so distorted by his way of speaking.

The men behind Guo An looked at Gao Ge with a strange look.

After following a group of people into the room, Guo An suddenly remembered something, looked at Guo Liang, and said, "Give you some time, organize the language, and then tell me the whole story."

Guo Liang nodded, suddenly glanced at him and rushed forward quickly, pulling Fei Yang back who wanted to leave in the chaos, and then fell directly to the ground.

"I still want to run away? Let me lie down!" Guo Liang said angrily.

Sitting on the chair, someone brought tea. Gao Ge looked calm and self-contained, while Gao Ming looked around and always felt that Guo An's attitude changed too quickly. He was still tense before, but now he was suddenly able to sit down and speak calmly. When Gao Ge was about to drink tea, he tried his best to win over Gao Ge. He felt that his son still had too little experience in the world and was not worried about poisoning him!

Gao Ge was so funny.

From Guo An's mouth, Gao Ge learned that he was already an immortal cultivator who was strong and strong, and he became more and more surprised.
Chapter completed!