"It would be great if I said this earlier. The Sa family has wanted to do this for a long time!"
Upon seeing this, Lu Zhishen stepped forward with the water mill Zen staff and looked at the Mingjiao people and said, he is not good at talking, but he is an expert when it comes to fists. Qinbei Pavilion
"What's your monk's name?"
Fang La was surprised when he looked at Lu Zhishen. Just from Lu Zhishen's aura, he could tell that he was extraordinary, not inferior to Deng Yuanjue, the Dharma protector in his sect.
"Sajia Lu Zhishen! Whoever comes out and gestures twice!"
Lu Zhishen ignored Fang La, pointed at the Ming Cult people and said roughly.
"Who wants to fight?"
Fang La looked at the people around him and said.
"Young monk Deng Yuanjue, ask your senior brother for advice on two tricks!"
Deng Yuanjue took the iron Zen staff and performed Buddhist rituals before going out into battle.
"I've been wanting to try my hand at you for a long time, look at the Zen staff!"
When Lu Zhishen saw that it was Deng Yuanjue who was fighting, he laughed and waved his water mill Zen staff to kill.
When Deng Yuanjue saw Lu Zhishen coming to kill him, he also waved his Zen staff to greet him.
The two great monks used heavy Zen staffs. Lu Zhishen's water-milled Zen staff weighed 62 kilograms, and Deng Yuanjue's muddy iron Zen staff weighed more than 50 kilograms. The moves of the two fat monks were both heavy and powerful. The collision of the Zen staffs was like the collision of heaven and earth. The huge sound was deafening, like the roar of dragons and roars of tigers, and like thunder and thunder, resounding throughout the sky.
Such a fierce duel amazed both sides. It was the first time for Fei Bao and others to see Lu Zhishen take action. They only knew that Baoguang Tathagata from Jiangnan was powerful and invincible, but now they knew that Monk Hua from Liangshan was not willing to give in. Now they encountered him. It's just that you meet your opponent in chess.
"Have fun! Come again!"
After fighting for thirty moves in a row, Lu Zhishen and Deng Yuanjue couldn't decide the outcome. Lu Zhishen said with a smile that this was the first time he had encountered someone who could fight him like this purely by strength. He just felt a sense of relief in his body and wanted to continue fighting. .
"Senior brother's martial arts skills are so amazing!"
Deng Yuanjue felt surprised. He had been walking in the south of the Yangtze River for many years and had never encountered an opponent with comparable strength to him. Lu Zhishen's swordsmanship was like a madman, and someone else might not be able to withstand it.
"Let's fight again! There will be a winner today!"
Lu Zhishen chuckled.
"The young monk has the same idea."
Deng Yuanjue held the iron Zen staff and said, "It's rare to meet an opponent in chess, so why don't you have a good fight?"
"I didn't expect this monk to be so good and able to compete with the master!"
Wu Song's hands felt itchy after seeing it. Deng Yuanjue's martial arts display was extraordinary, and he wanted to touch such an opponent.
"Two Wu Mengzi like to compete in strength. Next time, let them knock two big gongs against each other. Whoever is deafened first will lose!"
Sun Lei took out his ears. Lu Zhishen and Deng Yuanjue didn't have any moves at all. They were purely competing for strength. You came with a Zen stick and I went with a Zen stick. It was a pure head-to-head competition. They were competing to see who could lose their strength first. It was like two people. madman.
In the Fang La formation.
"Leader, Protector Deng can't win in a short time, so why don't my subordinates go too!"
Seeing that Deng Yuanjue and Lu Zhishen were inseparable, Si Xingfang said.
"This time, Sun Lei should let the tiger-killing Wu Song come out. That Wu Song is very skilled in martial arts, with sharp moves, and even more powerful fists and kicks. Master Li Tan will suffer a loss in the hands of Wu Song. Si Tan should be careful."
Fang La looked at Si Xingfang and said that he already understood why Li Tianrun missed and was a little afraid of Wu Song.
"Master, don't worry!"
Si Xingfang also heard about this and knew how powerful Wu Song was, but he thought that Li Tianrun was defeated probably because he underestimated the enemy. It would be fine if he was more careful.
"Go and win this battle for our Mingjiao!"
Fang La looked at Si Xingfang and nodded.
Si Fangtian clasped his fists and held a broadsword before heading out into the battle.
"Tiger hunters dare to go out and fight!"
Si Xingfang pointed at Wu Song and provoked.
"Erlang, let their Mingjiao see what the power of a subdued tiger is!"
Sun Lei looked at Wu Song and nodded. Si Fangxing's and Li Tianrun's martial arts should be about the same. Wu Song could defeat Li Tianrun, so it wouldn't be a big problem to deal with Si Xingfang.
Both Li Tianrun and Si Xingfang forgot a fatal problem, that is, both of them used long weapons. The spear used by Li Tianrun and the broadsword used by Si Xingfang. These weapons are invincible when fighting on horseback, no matter how high they fight against low ones. Or with the help of war horses, the strength can be improved a lot.
However, masters in infantry combat do not care about one inch being long and one inch being strong. Close-quarter weapon moves are more flexible and more lethal. One inch short and one inch dangerous is the key to infantry combat. Wu Song's pace was unparalleled in the world, and he was almost invincible in foot combat.
Previously, Li Tianrun was fighting Wu Song on foot with a spear, but now Si Xingfang was fighting Wu Song on foot with a broadsword, which was simply a waste of his martial arts skills.
"I can kill the big insect, but what does a wild dog mean?"
Wu Song went out to fight with a pair of swords and looked at Si Xingfangdao.
"court death!"
Si Xingfang was furious when he heard this and swung his sword to kill Wu Song.
Wu Song was not afraid at all, and waved his sword to meet his superior Xing Fang. He was agile and prepared just like he was dealing with Li Tianrun. He would get close first, and then rely on the flexibility of his sword to limit the force and weight of the opponent's broadsword.
Si Xingfang was well prepared. When he saw Wu Song's sword, he dared not let Wu Song get close to him. He swung the sword, always forcing Wu Song two or three positions away.
"Look at the knife!"
Wu Song couldn't get close to Si Xingfang, and his pair of swords couldn't threaten Si Xingfang at all. On the contrary, Si Xingfang's broadsword looked for opportunities to counterattack.
Si Xingfang's broadsword was powerful and heavy, and Wu Song's Jiedao was not easy to parry, so he had to use a flaw to trick Si Xingfang into attacking with his sword. Wu Song's Jiedao directly held the blade of Si Xingfang's broadsword. The two swords slashed along Si Xingfang's handle.
Si Xingfang was so frightened that chills ran down his back. He had rich experience in fighting and had many powerful opponents, but he had never made such a ruthless move. They had just exchanged two moves, and just showing a small flaw could lead to such a ruthless attack. The killing move.
"receive!"
Si Xingfang retreated while retracting his sword. Now he understood why Wu Song was able to capture Li Tianrun. If he had no defense at all, he would probably be in trouble against Wu Song.
"Want to leave?"
Wu Song finally got close, where Si Xingfang would be able to escape, so he stepped forward quickly to prevent Si Xingfang from escaping.
Si Xingfang was panicked by Wu Song's pressing step by step. Wu Song was completely fighting in the arena, which made him very uncomfortable.
"Teacher, there is danger on the altar master's side!"
Seeing Si Xingfang being forced back by Wu Song, Xue Dounan quickly said to Fang La that he wanted to go out to help.
"The other side is on guard. If we go out to help, someone on the other side will definitely stop us!"
Qian Zhenpeng pointed at the people opposite who were gearing up and said, "There are many leaders around Sun Lei, and he will never sit back and watch them fight with more than less."
"Wait a minute!"
Fang La's face was livid, Deng Yuanjue was still fighting with Lu Zhishen, and Si Xingfang was forced back by Wu Song, seeing that their Mingjiao was about to be defeated.
"Who else dares to fight?"
Fang La looked at his men and asked. The three people who had been appointed to go into battle were already fighting in two battles, and one was still to be selected.
"Master, I am willing to go!"
Qian Zhenpeng cupped his fists and asked for battle.
"Master, we are also willing to go!"
Xue Dounan, Huang Ai, Xu Bai, and Mi Quan also clasped their fists to invite the fight.
"Master Qian Tan, it's up to you!"
Fang La finally looked at Qian Zhenpeng. Among the remaining people, Qian Zhenpeng was the most skilled in martial arts. Even among the Ming Cult, Qian Zhenpeng could be ranked at the forefront.
"Mingjiao Qian Zhenpeng, who dares to come out and fight me!"
Qian Zhenpeng held the wind-splitting knife and went out to call for battle.
"Brother, I will know him!"
Yang Zhi immediately asked for a battle.
"Brother, I want to go too!"
Li Kui was vying for a fight, and he wanted to join in the fun.
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