The Flood Banner Sect members lifted the dragon heads on the twenty water dragons, and made a virtual gesture, facing the wolves, it was obvious that the water dragons were also filled with poisonous water, and if they were launched, not only would the water be full, but they could also spray far away.

Yang Xiao waved the black flag to withdraw his troops, and the sect members under the flood pulled the water dragon to leave. When the water dragon turns, which side the water dragon mouth turns, which side of the hero can't help but change color.

I saw Yang Xiao throw a small yellow flag, and a group of Ming believers wrapped in yellow scarves walked into the square, each holding a shovel and pushing a cart of mud, sand and lime, but the number of people was much smaller than the four flags of gold, wood, water, and fire, only a hundred. The hundred people formed a circle, and at the same time raised their shovels and slammed into the ground, and suddenly there was a loud bang, and the dust was flying, and the center of the square fell, revealing a large hole three or four feet long.

Following the beating of the earth around the big hole, men wearing iron helmets and shovels came out, and four hundred big men suddenly came out of the ground, and the heroes were all taken aback and shouted in unison. It turned out that these 400 sect members had already dug a tunnel from a distance, drilled into the ground in the center of the square, dug a big hole, supported it with wooden planks and wooden strips, and hid in the middle.

At this time, wolf corpses, oil, scorched earth and other objects fell into the ground together, and a hundred sect members swung their shovels and struck three times in the void above the big hole. If someone falls into the hole and tries to jump up and flee for his life, he will be struck by this hundred shovels. Then a cart of lime, iron sand, and stones were poured into the hole, and in a moment the big hole and hundreds of small holes were filled, and 500 shovels fell one after another, which was extremely beautiful. With an order, five hundred sect members saluted Zhang Wuji, and the center of the square was filled with iron sand lime, smooth as a mirror, much harder than before.

Qun Zhi knew in his heart: "If I stand in the center of the square and speak insulting words, I am afraid that I will already be buried alive in the ground at this moment." ”

In this way, the Mingjiao Five Elements Banner shows its might, a small drill, the onlookers are all shocked, everyone knows that in recent years, the Mingjiao rebellion in Huaisi, Henan and Hubei places, attacking the city, and defeating the Yuan army, now they are using the art of war to learn the battle array for the group fight between the martial arts heroes, the number is large, the troops are strict, and the training is well-trained, no sect in the world can confront them.

After Yang Xiao collected his troops, he handed over the wooden frame with a small flag to the boy behind him, looked at Zhou Zhiruo coldly, and said nothing, but the meaning of this wordlessness was very clear: "With more than 100 male and female disciples of your Emei faction, can you be the opponent of thousands of people in my Ming Sect?"

The heroes in the square were thinking about their own thoughts, and they were silent for a while, and after a while, an old monk behind Kong Zhi stood up and said: "Just now, the Mingjiao drilled the formation of marching and fighting, and it looks good, but whether it works or not, whether we can win and defeat the enemy, we are not marshals and generals, and we are not learning Sun Tzu's Art of War, but I am afraid that no one can say." ”

Everyone knew that his words were against their hearts, but they were just a little bit of the majesty of the Ming Sect and brought the power of the Five Elements Banner lightly. Zhou Dian shouted: "If you want to know that it doesn't work, it's also very easy, Shaolin Temple sent some big monks to come out and give it a try, and you can see it immediately." ”

The old monk ignored it and continued to say his words: "We are a meeting of heroes in the world today, and all sects and factions are determined to observe and learn martial arts. We pay attention to fighting alone, and when it comes to relying on more to win, I have never heard of such a rule in the martial arts. ”

Ouyang Muzhi said: "Relying on more is winning, there is indeed no such rule in the martial arts, but the thunderbolt fire bomb, poisonous fire, poisonous water are not allowed to be used?"

The old monk groaned slightly: "The person who competes in the next competition wants to use a hidden weapon, that's okay, some friends like to add some poison and poison to the hidden weapon, and that can't be forbidden." But if others sneak attack, it will break the rules of the conference, and everyone needs to attack it in groups, what will everyone think?"

Tang Wenliang of the Kongtong faction said: "There is another word in the next word, no matter who wins two battles in a row, he must rest in order to recover his physical strength. Otherwise, if you have the ability to do the wheel war, you won't be able to win from beginning to end in one go. Besides, among the various sects, factions, gangs, and associations, if two people have already been defeated, they must not send people to play, otherwise, we have thousands of heroes here, and everyone will fight once, and I am afraid that the fight will not be finished for three months. No matter how abundant the grain and grass in Shaolin Temple are, they have to be poor for everyone to eat and drink, and it is difficult to recover their vitality for a hundred years. In the laughter of everyone, they all said that these two rules were reasonable.

The Mingjiao heroes all knew that Tang Wenliang was grateful to Zhang Wuji for his kindness in saving his life in the Wan'an Temple, and hoped that he would win and win the crown, so he proposed these two rules to help him save his strength. Peng Yingyu said with a smile: "Tang Laosan knows the general situation, it seems that the Kongtong faction is helping us today." Besides the Sect Master, who else will we go into battle?"

Everyone in the Ming Sect is eager to try, but they all know that this matter is extremely important, and they must do their best to defeat most of the heroes attending the meeting first, and leave the sect leader as few strong enemies as possible, so that he can retain his strength and do his best. If you only win a few people, you will be defeated, leaving a heavy burden for the sect leader to pick alone, and his own prestige and reputation will be small, but it will be a big matter to burden the sect, Xie Xun and the sect leader. Moreover, if you rashly ask for help, you can't help but think that you have the strongest martial arts except for the sect leader, and it hurts the righteousness of the fellow sects, so no one is silent.

Zhou Dian said: "Sect Master, I, Zhou Dian, am not afraid of death, but my martial arts are not up to the top, so I go out to sacrifice ugliness in vain." ”

Zhang Wuji looked at them one by one, and thought: "Yang Zuo Envoy, Fan Right Envoy, Wei Bat King, Budai Master, and Tieguan Dao Chief, all of them have their own unique skills, and they can all go out." Among them, Fan You is the most knowledgeable in martial arts, no matter what kind of martial arts the opponent is, he has a way to win, or it is better to ask Fan You to make a horse. ”

Then he said: "Originally, whoever the brothers let go is the same, but Yang Zuo's envoy once followed me to attack the King Kong Demon Circle, and Wei Bat King and Budai Master Zeng Sheng captured Xia Qing, and they have already made great efforts. This time, I want to ask Fan to make a move. ”

Fan Yao was overjoyed, bowed down and said, "Obey the order, thank you for the importance of the sect master!"

The heroes of the Ming Sect know Fan Yao's martial arts, and they have no objections. Zhao Min said, "Master Fan, I ask you for one thing, are you willing to agree?"

Fan Yao said: "The county lord has an order, and he should obey it. ”

Zhao Min said: "The master of the Shaolin faction of Kongzhi and your Liang Zi are not solved, if you fight with him first, the number of victories and defeats is unpredictable, even if you win him, it will be exhausting." ”

Fan Yao nodded, knowing that the Kongzhi Monk had been famous for decades, looking sad and short-lived, but in fact, the martial arts were excellent, Zhao Min said: "You might as well go and make a date with him, and say that tomorrow you will go to the Dadu Wan'an Temple to fight alone and fight alone." ”

Yang Xiao and Fan Yao said in unison: "Clever plan, wonderful plan!"

Everyone knows that after Kong Zhi and Fan Yao signed a contract, they can't do it today, and Zhao Min's plan is indeed a strong enemy for Mingjiao. At that time, in the wooden sheds everywhere, the heroes of various sects and gangs were talking to each other, recommending candidates for the battle, and there were even loud people in several wooden sheds, obviously disagreeing on the candidates.

Fan Yao walked to the main shed and stood still, hugged his fist towards Kong Zhi, and said, "Master Kong Zhi, do you have the guts? Do you dare to go to the Dadu Wan'an Temple again?"

As soon as Kong Zhi heard the three words of Wan'an Temple, it was a great shame in his life, and suddenly the wrinkles on his face deepened, and the light in his small eyes was bright, and he said, "What are you doing?"

Fan Yao said: "The two of us have a grudge in Wan'an Temple, and we should end it in Wan'an Temple." Today's contest, if you defeat me, the rivers and lakes will say that the strong dragon does not suppress the head snake, and your master just takes advantage of the location. If you are lucky to win a move and a half, the ignorant people will add fuel and vinegar, I am afraid that Fan Yao will come to Shaolin Temple and defeat the first master in the temple. If the master is not afraid of touching the scene, on the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival in August this year, he will ask the master a few tricks in the Wan'an Temple. ”

Kong Zhi is also quite jealous of Fan Yao's martial arts, and there are great changes in the temple, so he is really in no mood to make a move with Fan Yao, and he is so provoked by him, he immediately nodded: "Okay, in the Mid-Autumn Festival in August this year, we will meet in Wan'an Temple, and we will not see you or disperse." ”

Fan Yao hugged his fist and saluted, then retreated, he walked seven or eight steps, only to hear Kong Zhi say slowly: "Master Fan, today you are bent on saving the Golden Retriever Lion King, don't you dare to do anything with me, right?"

Fan Yao was stunned, stood still, and thought: "After all, this monk has seen through our intentions. He looked back and smiled: "I can't be sure of you." ”

Kongzhi smiled: "The old man can't win the benefactor's grasp. The two looked at each other and nodded, and suddenly, their hearts were filled with the feelings of heroes and heroes, and heroes cherished heroes.

The voices of the people in the square gradually fell silent, and the old monk of the Dharma Hall behind Kong Zhi said loudly: "We will start to compete according to the rules agreed by the heroes. Swords, guns, fists and feet have no eyes, no matter what they kill, each has a destiny, which sect and gang have the strongest martial arts in the end, Xie Xun and the dragon slayer knife belong to him. ”

Zhang Wuji frowned slightly, and thought: "This monk is afraid that others will not be heavy, but he is afraid that the grudges of various factions will not be deep, where is the empty sight and empty smell of the compassion of these gods and monks?"

It was agreed that each person would win two games, and then he would come down to rest, and there was not much difference between the first and the later than the later, and then someone came out to call for the battle, and some people came forward to challenge, and in a moment there were six people in the field divided into three pairs of battles. Zhao Min since the Wan'an Temple learned the six major schools of the arts, although the cultivation is still shallow, but the insight is already extraordinary, standing between Zhang Wuji and Fan Yao, whispering about the martial arts of the six people, guessing who wins and who loses, actually said the head of the way.

At only one tea hour, two of the three pairs have won and lost, only one pair is still fighting, and then someone challenges the winner, and it is still a situation where six people are divided into three pairs to fight. The two new pairs used their blades respectively, and so up and down, nine times out of ten, someone was bleeding and wounded, and the winner was separated.

Zhang Wuji thought to himself: "In such a fight, all gangs and factions must be greatly injured and angry, and if any faction is defeated in the hands of the other party, even if no one is killed or injured, they will still take revenge in the future, won't it cause a great disaster of cannibalism?"

I saw that the law enforcement elder of the beggar gang in the field slashed the short old man of the Huashan faction with a palm and spurted blood, and the senior old man of the Huashan faction scolded: "Stinky Huazi, rotten Huazi!"

When he came out, he wanted to challenge the elder of the beggar gang, but the short old man grabbed his arm and whispered, "Senior brother, you can't fight him, let's swallow this breath for the time being." ”

The old man said angrily: "If you can't fight, you have to fight!"

Although he said this, he actually knew that his senior brother's martial arts were the same as his own tricks and his cultivation was deeper, and his senior brother was still defeated, and he had to lose, so he was pulled by the short old man and scolded non-stop, but returned to the wooden shed.

Then the law enforcement elder defeated the head of the plum blossom knife again, won two battles in a row, and retreated triumphantly in the thunderous applause of the beggars.