The lazy monk saw that although he was lean, his temples were bulging high, his eyes were bright, and he knew that he was a fierce enemy, so he immediately put the machete on the ground and played empty-handed.

The two sides started with a lazy tie clothes, a single whip, but the style of the hand is very different, the lazy monk changed his lazy appearance, his fists are like a heavy hammer, and the momentum is as straight as nine days of rolling thunder.

The thin man's body twisted sideways, flexible like a jackal that provokes a bear, dodging from side to side, like pressing a spring under his legs, turning around from time to time to make a move, but it is vicious and weird.

Jia Yin paid attention to the master's body and fist posture and the method of breaking the enemy, and took a photo of his own two photos, and he realized a lot for a while.

Before I saw the fun, the competition in the field had reached the interval, but it was the lazy monk who suddenly changed his moves after a continuous hard fist, and his body suddenly fluttered, and his big sleeves fluttered down, and his palms came out together, and the thin man couldn't dodge, so he had to fight hard with his palms, and this time he was on the road of the lazy monk, and was shocked by the lazy monk three feet away, plopped to the ground, and then got up, and his arms hung down.

"Good kung fu."

Song Jiuzhong stood up next to a middle-aged man, only to see that he was of medium height, not fat or thin, but with long eyebrows and long beards, a pair of narrow and long squinting eyes, and a narrow horizontal knife.

"In Xia Bocheng, ask the master for sword skills."

The lazy monk passed the time, lifted the machete, and his tongue bloomed with spring thunder, "Come." ”

The two sides didn't say a word, and they each bullied each other, and they stabbed one after another.

The lazy monk is still domineering, the knife is hot, slashing and killing, that Xia Bocheng's knife technique is also smart and light, his body is like an ape lying low, the knife in his hand is like a poisonous snake spitting letters, avoiding killing and counterattacking in one go.

The two sides fought twenty or thirty moves, and there was no single sword strike.

Seeing that Jia Yin was looking seriously, the knuckles of the fingers holding the knife turned white, and he smiled lightly: "With clumsy ingenuity, one force will drop ten times, senior brother has been wielding a sledgehammer for more than 20 years, not in vain, that guy wants to wait for his senior brother's strength to weaken, just let him jump." ”

When Jia Yin heard the second master say this, his heart relaxed, and he watched carefully and comprehended the essence of the sword technique.

Sure enough, he fought thirty times, the lazy monk was still like a rainbow, but Xia Bocheng had sweat on his forehead, and held on for a while, with a loud bang, the horizontal knife was broken into two, and the machete dragged out a bloody wound in his chest and abdomen.

The lazy monk took three steps back and shouted, "Refreshing." ”

Tie Luohan handed over the wine gourd, and the lazy monk drank it dry in one go, and then his body was sweating and steaming.

Song Jiuzhong frowned slightly, and shouted: "Come on." ”

A family general hurriedly handed over a large stick stick, the body of the stick is black and shiny, I don't know what wood is made of, the head and tail of the stick are all copper head copper hoops, concave and convex embedded with patterns.

Jia Yin looked at it and secretly praised it in his heart: "Good weapon." ”

Song Jiu came out with a stick, and said loudly: "Master Lazy Monk, please rest, there will be a meeting of Master Tie Arhat's tricks." ”

Tie Luohan snorted coldly and dragged the double hammer into the field.

"Please."

Song Jiuzhong held his stick and clenched his fists, and the homeopathic tip ring shook, making a crisp sound.

The iron arhat didn't talk either, and as soon as the wind moved, the double hammers were already fighting for food like an old dragon, and they were going to the other party as a hood.

Song Jiu's heavy body was as immobile as a mountain, his head knocked out, the left hammer flew away, the tail of the stick collapsed, and the momentum of the right hammer was broken, and the horizontal stick put another momentum, waiting for the attack of the iron arhat.

With just one move, both sides judged the strength and speed of the opponent, and Tie Luohan's black face also showed a dignified look, and as soon as he closed his hands, he withdrew the iron chain, and shouted coldly: "Wait three feet back." ”

The onlookers on both sides hurriedly retreated, taking away the stools and everything, and the floor was suddenly empty.

Tie Luohan's arms shook, and his clothes were scattered.

But he first blew up the monk's robe, and he was shirtless, revealing the black and shiny flesh of the Jianzi, and then he shouted loudly, the muscles on his arms moved, and the double hammer was like lightning.

But seeing the hammer entering, no matter how the opponent dodges, a hammer is as tight as a hammer, and at the beginning, you can still see the hammer shadows flying, and gradually I only feel that Song Jiuzhong's surroundings are full of hammer shadows with a bowl head.

That Song Jiuzhong really gave birth to a good life, the stick in his hand was forced to crit, picking, splitting, poking, throwing, smashing, blocking, shaking, dialing, sweeping, etc.

Although the Iron Arhat was attacking fiercely, he couldn't bear it for a while, but after thirty moves, he unknowingly narrowed the distance.

Jia Yin looked relaxed and happy, only then did he realize that his kung fu was still too far behind, and he thought that he could hold on to three or five moves under the double hammer of the second master, but he never thought that this Song Jiuzhong would be so powerful.

Outsiders watched Song Jiuzhong approaching step by step, but Song Jiuzhong knew the situation.

The hammer is suddenly in the east, suddenly in the west, a hammer is light and fluttering, and a hammer is heavy, and he has already played 120,000 points of spirit to deal with it, how can he rush to counterattack for a while.

After more than forty or fifty moves of hammer and stick strikes, Song Jiuzhong's back was already soaked with sweat, but the opponent's hammer momentum was not slowed down by a minute, and he knew that if he continued to consume, he would definitely lose.

Between the lightning and flint, Song Jiu's heart turned sharply, and the stick in his hand was wrapped around the hammer, but it was a risky lock, and a strong force suddenly surged from the stick, Song Jiuzhong exhaled and pulled back hard.

The strength of this competition, the left hammer of the iron arhat is also powerless, the two sides are each strong, only to hear the sound of "boom", the hammer shadow dances wildly, the iron arhat retreats sharply, Song Jiuzhong sits on the ground, and a donkey rolls and twists and drills up, although the figure is embarrassed, it does not lose its style.

"Good kung fu, Song Mou obeys."

As soon as the iron arhat hammer was retracted, the iron chain was wrapped around his body like a snake, and seeing that although Song Jiuzhong had destroyed the weapon, he still maintained everyone's anger, and couldn't help but nod and praise: "In another two or three years, when you really practice this blade, you will no longer be your opponent." ”

Xu Wudao took the opportunity to play a round field, his body was like a light smoke floating to the sidelines, picked up Song Jiuzhong's half-cut head, and said: "Lao Dao looked at it and was thinking, what kind of thing is this, but it turned out to be a coiled dragon wood in southern Xinjiang, no wonder it is heavy and heavy, and can resist the heavy hammer of Arhats, but unfortunately this chain is too bad." ”

Xu Wudao handed the tip back to Song Jiuzhong and said, "This thing, it's hard to buy, so put it away." For the sake of the old man's face, you all don't want to fight anymore, just stop it. ”

Song Jiuzhong secretly adjusted his breathing, and at this time, his breath was slightly even, and he didn't dare to speak, so he nodded.

Xu Wudao smiled and said: "It's so the best, let's talk to Brother Ling, for some things outside the body, making trouble, it's boring, it's really not good, the old Tao is drinking in the drunken immortal building to make amends." ”

Song Jiu bowed heavily, took the opportunity to exhale a breath of turbidity, and said in an astringent voice: "The immortal master speaks, Song Er should obey, and then go back to restrain the third brother, and he will not dare to ask him to cause trouble again." ”

Xu Wudao said to Tie Luohan again: "His weapon, it's not easy to get, Lao Dao thought, only if you use fine iron to help make a pair of chain links, can you be worthy of this dragon wood, how about it?" ”

Tie Luohan nodded and said: "The copper hoop is luxurious, but it is not as reliable as the iron hoop, if you want to change it, you must change it all." ”

Song Jiuzhong's face was happy, he walked a few steps quickly, handed the double stick to Tie Luohan, and said, "There is labor." ”

Xu Wudao took this step, and found that both sides were on the road, and his heart was relieved, "Let's go, it's an eye-opener today, the old man invites the host." ”

Song Jiu hurriedly said: "How dare you ask the immortal master to break the fee, everything is so-and-so, and please ask the two masters and Brother Qin and Brother A to appreciate their faces." ”