"Well played!" Zhang Qian, who had already pushed the car door open halfway and was about to jump out to teach Wang Maozhong a lesson, blurted out the words of applause.

Concentrate on finding the person who made his hand again, and saw a middle-aged Taoist priest and a Taoist boy smiling slightly at him on the side of the dirt road diagonally opposite. The Dao Tong was still holding another wooden stick two feet long in his hand, while the middle-aged Taoist priest was empty-handed, crossed over his chest, as if he was in a motion.

"Thank you!" Just got the help of the other party, Zhang Qian had to say hello. Just hugged his hands in front of his chest, and before he could lower his head, he saw the middle-aged Taoist priest suddenly poke his arm behind his back, and quickly came to the king of Qin to draw his sword, and in an instant, as if a trick, he pulled out a three-foot-long weighing rod with the thickness of a thumb from behind him, and raised it high above his head, "In the car, Qin Mo's senior brother Zhang Qian Zhang Yongzhao, the thirty-second generation head of the Mo family......"

"Bull Nose, look for death!" Before he could finish a sentence, there was already a mad dog-like roar next to the carriage. But it was Wang Maozhong who jumped up from the ground, grabbed a gourd and melon hammer that he didn't know when he held it in his hand, and went straight to the Taoist priest's head.

"Be careful!" Zhang Qian couldn't stop him, and jumped out of the carriage with a shout. Bent down and picked up a stone in his hand, and smashed it towards Wang Maozhong's heart.

However, he didn't have the same level of accuracy as Wang Zhilian. The stones swept past Wang Maozhong with the sound of the wind, and not even a single cold hair of this person was touched. Instead, he almost smashed on the head of Xiao Daotong, who was raising a long stick to protect his master, forcing the latter to scramble.

It's too late, it's too fast, seeing the golden hammer in Wang Maozhong's hand, he has to have a close contact with the brain of the middle-aged Taoist priest. The latter's body suddenly took half a step to the left, followed by a sweep of the weighing rod in his hand.

"Dang!" Wang Maozhong swung the hammer outward, and the scale rod was in the middle. In an instant, sparks splashed, and the sound of metal striking was crisp and pleasant. The scale rod is actually made of metal, although it looks far slimmer than the gourd melon hammer, but it is also extremely strong.

"Bullnose, look at the hammer! Look at the hammer! "Unexpectedly, he failed to smash the opponent's weapon. Wang Maozhong was a little annoyed and angry, and the golden hammer in his hand turned into a golden whirlwind, and smashed towards the other party one after another, as if the other party's body was an anvil.

And the middle-aged Taoist priest, although the weapon was not broken. But he was obviously shocked to the palm of his hand very uncomfortable, and he didn't dare to fight him again, but used the metal scale rod as a short sword, and while moving his legs to swim around, he used the "tip of the sword" to poke Wang Maozhong's armpits, ribs, chest, throat and other places again and again.

"Ding! Bite! Bite! Ding ...... "The weapons of the two sides still inevitably collided, but the sound was much lower than before. Because it was almost noon and the sun was strong, Mars did not appear for a long time.

"Thief, eat me!" Dao Tong was worried that his master would be injured, so he pounced from the side, and the wooden stick instantly turned into a spear and stabbed Wang Maozhong in the lower abdomen.

This move was extremely clean and neat, and the strength was also used very skillfully, however, he unfortunately met Wang Maozhong. The latter just turned sideways, and let the stick edge against the ribs, followed by a golden gourd hammer to hit the bottom of the moon, "bang" in the center of the long stick.

"Ahh And that Wang Mao Zhong quickly flew up again, kicked the long stick into a windmill in mid-air, and smashed it sideways into the chest of the middle-aged Taoist priest. Immediately, turning around quickly, the golden hammer hung a whirlwind and went straight to the bridge of the Xiaodao boy's nose.

"Thief, stop!" The middle-aged Taoist priest was so frightened that his scalp fluttered, and he didn't care about flying towards his long stick with a spindle, and rushed forward and poked Wang Maozhong's backbone with a weighing rod.

"Bang!" The long stick slammed into his lower abdomen, blackening his eyes and staggering in pain. And that Wang Maozhong, who wanted this result, laughed and quickly twisted his body, gave up the pursuit of Xiao Daotong, and smashed another hammer on the scale pole that had lost his accuracy.

"Dangchang—" The scale rod, made of unknown metal, quickly turned into a hook and was smashed into the air. The tiger's mouth of the middle-aged Taoist priest's right hand was also shattered, and the blood instantly stained half of his palm.

And that king Mao Zhong, the treacherous plan succeeded, and immediately took advantage of the victory to chase and kill. He picked up the golden gourd hammer and smashed it into the shoulder blade of the middle-aged Taoist priest again. I can't wait to abolish the other party on the spot, and let this person be a one-armed man for the rest of his life.

"Whew-" Just at the last moment, a long stick with white flowers suddenly smashed down with the sound of the wind, and went straight to the back of Wang Maozhong's head.

Wang Maozhong did not want to be injured, so he decisively gave up the attack on the Taoist priest and swung his hammer to block. "Smack!" The sound of the sticks in contact with the golden hammer was extremely crisp. Immediately after, Mu Gen was bounced high, turned into a long whip in mid-air, and smashed into Wang Maozhong's neck again.

"Good time!" Without looking, Wang Maozhong knew that it was Zhang Qian who picked up the wooden stick that had smashed him off his mount earlier and tried to surround Wei to save Zhao. Decisively left the middle-aged Taoist priest and the little Taoist boy, and turned to face the battle. The flickering golden hammer flew up and down in front of him, like a ball of rolling lightning.

Zhang Qian has never learned stick skills at all, how can he be Wang Maozhong's opponent? can only rely on the flexibility of his legs and feet, constantly widen the distance between him and the other party, and then fight back.

And the middle-aged Taoist priest and the little Taoist boy, one holding the right hand of the cracked tiger's mouth, looked around for the smashed scale pole. The other was so frightened that no one rushed to help. Leaving him alone, he was forced to be in a hurry by Wang Maozhong.

"Wang Maozhong, the owner of my family is a five-rank life official. You killed officials and rebelled, do you want to be punished by the Nine Clans! "At the critical moment, you still have to rely on your own people. Although the coachman Zhang Gui did not understand martial arts, he was loyal. After stopping the carriage, he immediately rushed over with a long whip to catch the carriage, and whipped his head and face at Wang Maozhong.

"Nonsense, I'm obviously talking to your owner!" Although Wang Maozhong was not afraid of the whip in Zhang Gui's hand, he was really a little afraid of Zhang Qian's official robe. The movement slowed down by half a beat in an instant, and the words of defense blurted out.

"I don't have the time to take care of you!" Zhang Qian finally breathed a sigh of relief, took the opportunity to distance himself from the other party again, used the long stick as a spear, and poked it in front of him.

Because of his kindness in recommending and promoting, recently, Wang Maobo taught him martial arts with an extremely serious attitude. Not only did he teach him balance on horseback and combat skills, but in order to help him comprehend it as soon as possible, he told him very frankly that the hammer method of the Wang family came from daily iron. In addition to the power and control of the hammer body skills, the key lies in the three words "stable, accurate and fast".

Force and control skills, for a while, Zhang Qian can't master it. However, it is not very difficult for Zhang Qian, who has had free fighting skills, to play the three words "stable, accurate, and fast" to more than fifty percent.

Therefore, taking advantage of the vast space around him, he kept retreating while stabbing his long stick at Wang Mao Zhong, who was trying to get close to him. Do not seek merit, but seek no fault. actually made the other party scream in a short period of time, but always shortened the distance between the two sides by one step.

"Wang Maozhong, do you have a conscience. If it weren't for the owner of my family, your brother would say that he would be an official, and no one would even want to be a tenant! "Zhang Gui's kung fu is not good, but his mouth kung fu is not bad. Following behind Wang Maozhong, while interfering with this person's attention with a horsewhip, he continued to count sharply, "If you change me, you can make my brother an official, and if you say that you will beat me to death, I am also willing." You don't know what to do, no wonder you lost the family business that your grandfather sacrificed his life to earn, and it was a ...... in a few years."

"Then I'll kill you first!" Wang Maozhong was so frightened that he gave up the pursuit of Zhang Qian, and turned his head to pounce on Zhang Gui.

Zhang Qian has already learned this trick countless times, but of course he refuses to be fooled. With a sneer, he turned around and went straight to his own carriage. "You have the ability to kill him, see who will pay for his life in the end!"

"Shame on you!" Wang Maozhong had clearly rushed to Zhang Gui's side, and with a hammer, he could make the other party's head a habit. But I don't have the courage to really be ruthless. scolded and turned his head, and chased after Zhang Qian again.

Now, it's a bit too much. The middle-aged Taoist priest who retrieved the scale rod. Seeing that there was a big leak on his side and behind him, he snatched the horsewhip from Zhang Gui's hand, and rolled it towards his calf.

"Smack!" Wang Maozhong ate a whip on his calf, and his steps were so painful that he immediately stumbled.

Before he could regain his footing, Zhang Qian, who had deliberately turned his back to him before, suddenly turned around. The wooden stick in his hand turned into a white dragon, and with a "bang", it stabbed him in the shoulder socket.

"Ah-" Wang Maozhong's arm immediately seemed to be cramped, painful and numb, and the gourd and gourd hammer in his hand could no longer be grasped, and fell to the ground with a "dangchang" sound.

"You wait, grandpa will call back sooner or later!" knew that if he fell into Zhang Qian's hands, he would definitely have to be beaten again. This person didn't even pick up the ancestral weapon, but decisively hugged his shoulders and ran away. After three steps and two steps, he rushed into the roadside woods and disappeared completely!

Knowing that this person is a hob meat, Zhang Qian didn't bother to chase after him. put away the wooden stick and gently arched his hand at the middle-aged Taoist priest: "Thank you Dao Chang for saving me from righteousness, and I am in Xia Zhang Qian, this is polite!" ”

"You are really Zhang Qian, I have found you so hard!" The middle-aged Taoist priest was like a changed person in an instant, his eyes were shining, his body was full of immortal energy, and the horse whip in his hand was quickly replaced with a weighing rod, although it was still a little bent, it looked extremely sacred: "Luo Huaizu, the thirty-second generation of the Mo family, specially came to see Zhang Yongzhao, the eldest disciple of Dongmo. Zhang Yongzhao, can you recognize the moment order in the hand of this moment, ...... quickly"

"Right here, the dog beating stick of the beggars' gang is also with Xianzhu, right?" Zhang Qian looked at the "scale pole" that had not yet had time to be completely straightened, and instinctively fell backwards. Immediately, he rolled his eyelids, pulled Zhang Gui up, turned around and went straight to the carriage. "Go home and leave them alone. Dare to come to the door to defraud, and break my leg directly! ”