Su Hang took the stick mirror and hit the arm of the angry demon towards Hui Jue, but he pushed it, only to see the wire on the stick mirror wrapped around the arm in a mess.

In an instant, his arm was entangled, and then Su Hang pulled it back with the stick mirror, and the awl on the mirror on the stick mirror pierced his arm.

But when the awl pierced the arm, the armor-piercing force on the arm was shocked, and the awl on the mirror was shattered instantly, and then the whole arm hit Su Hang.

Su Hang saw that the stick mirror didn't work, so he pulled the stick mirror to the back, and the wire was entangled, so he immediately let go of his arm and retracted the stick mirror.

Then Su Hang picked up the stick mirror and threw it at the stick monk.

Suddenly, the wire on the stick mirror danced wildly, like an octopus with more than a dozen claws, the steel wire was like a tentacle, and the arm that hit the stick monk was struck, and the sword formation of the seven-star sword formation was posed, and it was arranged into a spoon shape, and this spoon was all composed of sword qi.

The spoon is fished towards the arm.

The spoon carries infinite sword aura!!

The arm has the aura of ten thousand demons!!

The spoon and arm collided.

Rumble......

The two of them flew out three feet away at the same time, the stick mirror weapon in Su Hang's hand was shattered into pieces, he himself was fine, and Hui Jue was not very good, his face turned cyan, and there were broken pieces of the stick mirror everywhere on his left hand.

Hui Jue's arm shook slightly, and the fragments on his arm flew out, and at the same time, blood flowed from the wound on his arm, and Hui Jue's right hand pointed to the point of the arm, and the bleeding was stopped.

"Amitabha, donor, you don't have this Qimen weapon now, I don't know if you are still the opponent of this monk. Huijue said.

Huijue is the head of the eighteen bronze people, and the eighteen bronze people usually have two places to go in the Shaolin Temple, one is to become a checkpoint to stop the disciples who go down the mountain, because the Shaolin Temple has a rule that if the Shaolin disciples want to go down the mountain, they must break through the wooden man alley.

There are two levels in the Wooden Man Alley, one is to fight the wooden man, and the other is to beat the eighteen bronze people.

Another place to go is that the eighteen bronze people go outside to kill the evil and eliminate the traitors, kill the ghosts, support justice, and promote Shaolin, of course, occasionally take over the task of Zhiketang, and earn some commissions for Shaolin, and the last time Zhou An went to save Lin Zhengfeng's family, it was the eighteen bronze people who also went to save Lin Zhengfeng's family, earn some commissions, and improve the reputation of Shaolin.

Therefore, Huijue has a lot of fighting experience and is a master of the Shaolin Temple.

"You're injured now, and you've lost some of your combat power, and even if I don't have weapons now, I can't deal with you. Su Hang said.

Hui Jue shouted and said, "Zombie whip corpse!"

Hui Jue replaced the stick with his arm, his palm became the head of the demon, his arm became the body of the demon, and he also condensed an ink-colored soft stick in his hand.

Hui Jue waved his arms and took a soft stick towards Su Hang's whip.

"Condense the sword with qi, transform the form with the sword, transform the formation with the form, the seven-star sword formation, kill!!" Su Hang pinched the sword trick with his fingers and said loudly.

I saw that seven qi swords were condensed in front of him, placed in the position of the seven stars, the shape of a spoon, condensed a trace of sword intent in the air, forming an extremely strong seven-star sword formation, killing towards Huijue.

Rumble.........

The two sides bumped into each other again.

Su Hang flew out.

And Hui Jue has six swords stuck in his body.

Zhou An saw the appearance of the two of them and understood a little, Huijue used his arm instead of a stick, which made it heavy, so he sent Su Hang flying.

Hui Jue faced the Seven Star Sword Formation, and there was no resistance, but he only blocked one sword, and the other six swords were inserted into his body.

"Huijue won, otherwise the next game will be played. ”

The flight out of Suzhou and Hangzhou ended in failure.

In fact, when the second big game was played, the abbot of Yuankong also added a rule, that is, when fighting, he must not be beaten outside the martial arts hall, as long as he fights the martial arts hall, he will be considered a failure.

"Not anymore. Hui Jue looked at the injuries on his body and said, although Su Hang flew out of the martial arts hall, but he was more injured than Su Hang, his arm was injured before, and now he was inserted by seven swords, even if he competed in the next game, he would fail, maybe it would aggravate the injuries on his body.

The first Wudang lost the game.

In the second Wudang Fat Boy, Shaolin sent Huiping.

Why did these two people rush together again, the two debated each other last time, and now the two of them bumped into each other again, and the two are really fateful.

"It's you again, don't be beaten this time and cry. Chubby said with a lewd smile.

"You're the one who snorted. Huiping said counter-affirmatively.

"Then let's see who makes who cry, and don't really cry then. Chubby said.

"Who's afraid of you. Huiping said.

Chubby and Huiping fought.

The fat man didn't hold a weapon, relying on the fat on his body, using Tai Chi, borrowing his strength, punching and punching over.

Huiping used a crescent shovel, dancing tiger and tiger, shoveling and shoveling.

Although Hui Ping had a weapon, he didn't have the upper hand, because the fat man's Tai Chi was too strong, and he used his strength to play with it, and played with the crescent shovel in Hui Ping's hand.

The fat man had already seen that Hui Ping saw that he was not holding a weapon, and Hui Ping was holding a weapon and wanted to win against him, but Hui Ping definitely didn't expect that he would reduce his strength a lot with a crescent shovel in his hand, so he was at a disadvantage. vertex

Fat Fat didn't knock out the weapon in Huiping's hand, so he let Huiping take the weapon and defeat Huiping step by step.

Huiping's mind was too simple, and he didn't expect Fat Fat to have such sinister intentions, so he entered his trap step by step.

When Huiping reacted, it was too late, and he was knocked to the ground by a fat man's Tai Chi boxing, and he couldn't get up.

In the end, the chubby man won this competition,

Now Wudang is one loss and one win, and there is a draw.

With a smug smile, the chubby man waved his hand and came to Wudang's side, and the joy between his eyebrows and eyes could not be concealed.

Although he did not lose the previous debate, he did not win, but only a draw, but this time, he won, and he still won Huiping, which can be said to be unpleasant.

The other Wudang disciples were also very happy, but Su Hang's face was a little bad, after all, he had quarreled with Fat Fat Er before, but now he lost, Fat Fat Er won, he had thousands of feelings in his heart, Fat Fat Er didn't trouble him, after all, they were all Wudang disciples, and Fat Fat's face was still given to him.

Huiping's face was gloomy, and he returned to the Shaolin side, his senior brothers comforted him softly, and while comforting, he analyzed the battle just now, and reminded him not to make it again in the future, if he encounters a demon in the future, and makes such a mistake, it will be death.

The third one on the field was Zhou An of Wudang, and the one who played in Shaolin was a disciple with his palm curled up like a dragon's claw.

This time Zhou An came on the field, it was proposed by himself, Zhou An wanted to win five games with his own strength, he felt good about the rewarded yin-yang mirror, and wanted to get it.

He has won five games in a row, and it is impossible not to give him the Yin-Yang Mirror.

As for the way to win, Zhou An has already thought of it.

This time, in addition to martial arts, other abilities are not going to be used, of course, martial arts alone can't be dealt with, Zhou An also needs to use foreign objects.

Zhou An put the hundred battle armor into the Taoist robe and stepped forward.

The disciple of the Shaolin Temple also went up to the front.

"Wow, this time the elder actually sent out the pure ban. ”

"Who is the pure ban, how come I haven't heard of him in the temple. ”

"The pure ban can be profitable, those people outside gave him a nickname, called the Evil Elimination Archmage, he killed many ghosts and wicked people with dragon claws in one hand. ”

"Wow, what a stake, he'll be my idol in the future. ”

The two fourteen or fifteen-year-old little monks muttered.

After the net ban came to the field, his hands turned into dragon claws, like two evil dragons, and he bit towards Zhou An.

A white bead suddenly appeared in Zhou An's hand, and suddenly the white light was in full bloom, shining the surroundings into a patch of white.

The eyes of the net forbidden eyes were white in an instant, and such a dazzling light instantly closed the eyes of the net forbidden.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw a sword on his neck, and the slightest movement of the sword around his neck could kill him instantly.

Although the two sides are not allowed to take people's lives in the competition now, the spirit of the forest on the sword still makes the hairs of the forbidden rise.

Jing Ban smiled bitterly and said, "I lost." After saying that, he ignored the sword around his neck. Retreated.

"That's why you say that the pure ban is a master. ”

"Yes...... Right. ”

"Why was he defeated so easily by that Taoist priest in Wudang. ”

"Maybe he was careless. ”

"Do you think it's possible? ”

"It should be that this Wudang Taoist priest is too strong, so he failed. ”

"Originally, I wanted to use the Pure Forbidden Master as an idol, but now it's shattered, and now that I see him so vulnerable, I'd better find another idol. ”

The two fourteen or fifteen-year-old little monks continued to mumble.

Zhou Anfeng stood in the middle of the field lightly, and Shaolin sent another person, this time it was a monk with five big and three coarse.

This monk is more than two meters tall, and the muscles on his body are one by one, and there are even seven-pack abs in the abdomen, which looks like a bodybuilding coach in his previous life.

However, Zhou An saw another scene, this Shaolin monk practiced his body so strong, so well, it was obvious that he practiced Shaolin hard skills, otherwise he would not have cultivated his body like this.

"Senior Brother Jingtie has come out, this time this Taoist priest named Zhou An can't win, let's watch a good show. ”

"Is Senior Brother Jingtie so interested? ”

"Of course, Senior Brother Jingtie is at stake, but he is practicing the Vajra Powerful Fist, one punch has the power of ten tigers, and it can smash a big stone in the shape of a table into pieces, which is terrifying. ”

"Is it so stakes as you say, but how do I feel so unreliable? ”

"I still think that Senior Brother Jingtie will win, and Senior Brother Jingtie can defeat Zhou An with one punch. ”

"What if Senior Brother Jingtie still hits the trick of the white beads. ”

"My master has said, knowing oneself and knowing that the other is invincible, Zhou An has already used white beads, I don't believe that Senior Brother Jingtie will still be able to win Zhou An's trick of this white bead. ”

The two fourteen or fifteen-year-old little monks were still muttering.