Not to mention, Mrs. You's cloak and staff technique is indeed quite impressive, full of style, and has reached the realm of transformation.

The dragon-head crutch has become a part of her body. It is not only strong and soft, but also capable of both offense and defense. It can also display the characteristics of various weapons such as swords, guns, swords, halberds, sticks, spears, and whips. Various unique tricks emerge one after another, which is overwhelming.

Not the same.

Yang Peng only relied on his swordsmanship, coupled with Yi's swordsmanship, but he could only fight her in an inseparable and evenly matched battle.

Yang Peng did not use all his strength, such as the Heavenly Demon Technique, the Immortality Technique, and the Nine Mysterious Techniques. He did not use any of the tricks, because there was Wang Bo beside him, and these masters were watching eagerly. Queen of Yin Zhu Yuyan and Wanwan

He was not an ally and could attack him at any time, which forced Yang Peng to be on guard.

Therefore, he only used swordsmanship to compete with Mrs. You, without using all his strength. In addition to guarding against the masters around him, he also had the purpose of killing with a sudden blow.

Since these people dare to come to seek death, Yang Peng will naturally not be soft-hearted. Regardless of whether he is a man or a woman, he will kill the one who comes before him. He will never show any mercy.

While the two were fighting, several more waves of people approached.

"Hahahaha, everyone is quite lively. It is indeed my capital in the Central Plains, but it is much more lively than other places." A handsome man with a raw jade tree facing the wind, like a graceful young man, holds a folding fan with a painting of a beautiful woman.

, while fanning leisurely, he stood by the bridge contentedly.

He is the famous descendant of the Huajian Sect of the Demon Sect, Hou Xibai, who is known as the ‘Sentimental Young Master’.

Luoyang is the capital of the world, with outstanding people and beautiful women. As a person who cherishes flowers, after Hou Xibai came to Luoyang, he couldn't help but linger a little, lingering on the streets all day long, admiring the various beauties along the way.

Today, he just happened to go shopping and admire the beauties. He immediately saw that the place was crowded with people. Out of curiosity, he came over to join in the fun.

Seeing the sharp exchanges between Yang Peng and Mrs. You, Hou Xibai's eyes couldn't help but shine, and he was amazed again and again.

What amazed him was that Yang Peng, a young man of similar age to him and also a handsome young man, could actually compete with the famous Mrs. You.

"When did such a young master come to Luoyang?" Hou Xibai looked at Yang Peng intently and sighed in his heart.

As a direct disciple of the Evil King Shi Zhixuan, Hou Xibai's martial arts skills were of course at the level of a master. But even so, he asked himself, he was no match for Pozi You.

When Yang Peng competed with Mrs. You, he looked calm and seemed to be able to do everything with ease. Obviously, his martial arts skills were still superior to his own.

Hou Xibai couldn't help but be amazed at this.

He has always been pretentious and thinks that his martial arts skills are unparalleled by few in the world, but the facts before him tell him that there is heaven and earth.

Just as Hou Xibai was paying close attention to the battle situation, another group of people broke in.

This group of people behaved savagely, arrogantly knocking away the people along the way, squeezing in, and squeezing to the edge of the bridge.

The leader is a strong man with disheveled hair and a thick beard wearing a colorful but terrifying wooden mask on his face.

This man was extremely tall and muscular, with a strong back and waist, a neck as thick as an ox, extremely broad shoulders, and his whole body exuded the look of toughness beyond the Great Wall.

The man was holding a shiny black stick in his hand, two feet long and as thick as an arm. The eyes under the mask shot out a ray of light, as sharp as an eagle.

When the people around them saw their fierce expressions, they were so frightened that they took the initiative to avoid them and did not dare to provoke them.

Someone who recognized their group could not help but whisper: "They are people from Tuyuhun!"

"The one holding the stick is Fu Yun's son, Prince Fu Qian!"

At this time, the Sui Dynasty was falling apart internally and divided among the powerful, and externally there were many foreign races who refused to obey discipline.

Outside the borders of the Sui Dynasty, the most powerful foreign forces were none other than the East and West Turks, Tiele, and Tuyuhun.

No wonder the people were so frightened that they ran away after seeing Fu Qian.

Looking at Granny You and Yang Peng who were fighting extremely excitingly on the bridge, Fu Qian suddenly felt his hands itching and couldn't help but laugh: "These Central Plains people are fighting for my mother-in-law and mother. They fight back and forth, but they don't have any strength at all.

If I were to go up there, I could knock them into pieces with just one stick! Hahahaha..."

Fu Qian laughed wildly. He was a foreigner outside the Great Wall, with a rough and savage temperament, and he dominated with strength. He was different from the people from the Central Plains who competed in martial arts and had skillful fighting skills.

As soon as he said this, everyone around him looked sideways, and Wang Bo even gave him a cold glance.

Fu Qian didn't seem to care. He still laughed wildly and talked all kinds of rubbish. He was just praising him for how brave the Tuyuhun warriors were and how thin the Central Plains men were, which made everyone around him look disgusted.

After Mrs. Wang had been selling melons for a while, the boy actually ordered some tables and chairs to be brought over, and he sat on the chairs minding his own business, tasting the melons and fruits on the table while admiring the battle, and became a melon-eating crowd.

For those who don’t know, they would think that he, the Prince of Tuyuhun, has a lot of free time in his job.

On the battlefield, there was a slight change in the battle.

As Mrs. You and Yang Peng fought each other, the fight became fiercer and fiercer. Gradually, Po You began to cough non-stop.

Although Mrs. You is the number one master of the Dugu Clan and has unparalleled internal martial arts strength, she suffers from extremely severe asthma due to her old age and the serious injuries she suffered when she was young. On weekdays, she can still rely on her strong internal strength for the time being.

She suppressed it, but now, in order to deal with Yang Peng, her body's internal energy was consumed so much that her asthma attacks became more and more serious, and her coughing became louder and louder.

As the asthma attack became more severe, her strength was greatly affected, and the speed of swinging the stick in her hand became slower and slower.

In an instant, the scene became one-sided. Mrs. You was pinned down and beaten by Yang Peng, leaving her unable to fight back.

How could Yang Peng hold back such a good opportunity?

He shouted violently, and the internal strength in his body instantly increased by a level. With the Biluo Hongchen Sword Technique, coupled with the Jiuxuan Dafa and Spiral Strength, he swung out in an instant. He only heard a sonorous sound. Mrs. You felt pain in her hands, and the dragon head in her hand

The crutch came out of my hand.

"Old man, I'm offended!"

Yang Peng raised his palm and struck out quickly.

The strong internal force, coupled with the spiral-like Yin and Yang Qi, directly bombarded Po You's body.

Peng!

There was a loud noise, and Mrs. You spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and her whole body flew out like a cannonball, hitting the bridge floor hard.

She fell to the ground and moaned, unable to get up for a while. It was obvious that she had suffered severe internal injuries.

"Grandma!" Dugu Feng exclaimed and ran over quickly to check on her grandma's injury.

Others in the Dugu clan also drew their weapons one after another, trying to protect Mrs. You.

However, it was too late.
Chapter completed!