When the two met, they reported their names first. He said: "I am Li Xiaohou of Huaniu Chen, who is the second brother, I hope that my subordinates will be merciful, although I don't look up and don't look down, but I am not far away." I am old and young, let's learn martial arts, and accept it when we see it. ”

Here Du Yangyun said: "I am Du Yangyun from Wang Guantun. We are all Chinese, there is no need to kill you, brother, I just want to learn your stick skills. It doesn't matter who wins or loses, they accept it when they see it, they are all people with families, and they don't fight for the length of the moment. ”

The two met, and neither of them wanted to fight to the death, that is, to deal with two blows and defeat each other.

Li Xiaohou first came to look at the sea across the mountain, put the white wax pole on the ground, and then jumped up all of a sudden, leaned on the white wax pole, put his hand on the pergola, and looked into the distance. In fact, this move did not play a role in killing the enemy at all, and the main role was to prove that he had achieved his light skills and his balance ability, so as to deter the other party.

Sure enough, Chen Erhu's team burst into warm applause and cheers: "Okay, good, great, great." ”

Du Yangyun saw that he couldn't grow the enemy's majesty and destroy the ambition of his own people, so he also made a move, which made him haunted by golden light. He danced the blade like a golden light, and wrapped it around his body, and if he danced well, even the enemy's bow and arrow would not be able to shoot him.

If it's a gun, it won't do anything.

Here, Bai Fengyi's militia also burst into warm applause and cheers: "Okay, good, great, great." "The knife and the stick are opposite, who is afraid of whom!"

The two of them showed their own skills, mainly for each other to show and scare each other. After the bluff was over, this began the close-range engagement, comparing the ability of actual combat. Li Xiaohou first raised it and called "Sweeping Qianjun", that is, with a "woo" sound, the white wax pole was a foot high against the ground and swept over.

The height of the stick technique, which is also exquisite. Sweep high, afraid that the other party will dodge low, sweep short, afraid that the other party will get up and skip, just right, so that the other party can neither squat down and dodge, nor jump high to avoid, can only hide backwards.

If you hide back, then you have to see if it's fast, the stick is already more than six feet long, plus the arm is extended, the body jumps, and it will go out in five or six meters.

The gun picks a line, and the stick sweeps a large area. This large area is under the control of the white wax pole.

The cold weapon confrontation is one inch long and one inch strong, one inch short and one inch dangerous. As soon as Gang Yangyun saw that the stick was coming, he hurriedly dodged back, and dodged after two small steps. I only heard a "woo-" sound, and the white wax pole swept past his stomach with the sound of the wind.

The single knife pays attention to close combat, as soon as this gust of wind passed, Du Yangyun went forward a close body, and at the same time as the close body, the single knife was erected, and the blade was outward, forcing the way back of the stick. If you sweep that white wax pole back, then come, and see if your stick is hard, or if my blade is hard.

At the same time as the single knife was protective, it was also changing, and another tiger came down the mountain, retreating as advance, and with the body, it was cut down from top to bottom.

When Li Xiaohou saw him approaching, he also hurriedly retreated. The pole is a long weapon, that is, to keep a certain distance, if he is too close, this white wax pole will not be easy to use. Just as Li Xiaohou retreated, a white light slashed over.

Li Xiaohou retreated quickly, and the white wax pole also returned quickly, so he used a little bit of the head of the white wax pole to force down a white light.

It should be said that it is quite certain to split the wooden stick with a single knife, but the weapons of both sides are in motion. If it is in the opposite direction, then there is absolutely no problem with splitting the wooden stick with a single knife, but if it is in the same direction, it is difficult to say.

Although the single knife is relatively sharp compared to the white wax pole, because Li Xiaohou is following Du Yangyun's strength, the white wax pole is safe and sound.

The two of them went back and forth and fought together.

After seven or eight rounds of fighting, Li Xiaohou gradually showed his advantage, the white wax pole was a stick tightly attached to a stick, a stick was as ruthless as a stick, Du Yangyun gradually shook his strength was not good, there was more time to parry, and less time to take the initiative to attack.

After two or three more rounds of fighting, Du Yangyun withdrew from the circle and shouted: "Brother, you won, brother, I am willing to bow down." ”

Chen Erhu's team resounded with a warm cheer, "Wangguan Temple is no more, we won." "If you can't do it, just admit defeat and stop fighting." "Whoa, ready to attack—"

Bai Fengyi looked at his team again and shouted: "Victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers, there is nothing great, which good brother will go again." ”

There is another hero in Wang Guantun's team, he is Zhang Zhenhai, a young man who makes the red tassel gun. He stood up majestically with a red tassel gun in his hand, and said loudly: "What age is it, what is the great thing about making a good stick skill?" No matter how good the stick is, it is not as good as a fast gun. But since you brothers of Hua Niu Chen are here, if I don't let you see the martial arts of Wangguan Temple, I'm sorry for you. Okay, I'm coming—"

After speaking, he came to Li Xiaohou and made a gesture, half a horse step, holding a red tassel gun obliquely. This red tassel gun is high at the back and low at the front, what you don't understand is that you can't understand it, and if you understand the bureau, you can see that it is "Jiaolong Shenhai". That is, after taking the formula, waiting for the opponent's attack, how the opponent will attack, how to deal with this side, and can change eighteen ways.

Li Xiaohou saw that this person was known as Zhang Zhenhai of Wangguanmiao, who had previously studied martial arts and was also a master. He approached and whispered, "Brother Zhang, my little brother has come to offer ugliness." Whether it's okay or not, I'll just make two gestures and show it to Chen Erhu, hoping that Brother Zhang's subordinates will be merciful. ”

Zhang Zhenhai was not polite, and said to Li Xiaohou: "Little Lizi, this is what you Hua Niu Chen is wrong, you take your Yangguan Road, I take my single-plank bridge, which of your tendons hurts, but you came here to make trouble." Where can you say it? ”

Li Xiaohou whispered again: "Brother Zhenhai, you just let the little brother go back, the little brother is also good at selling his skills in front of Chen Erhu and increasing his face?" ”

"That's not good," Zhang Zhenhai said, "I've already lost one game in Wangguanmiao, and I can't afford to lose anymore." Can't you let me go back for once? ”

The two acquaintances argued for a while, and then they started fighting. The red tassel spear was attacking vigorously with "brush, brush, brush", and the white wax pole was also "whining" a gust of wind, controlling a large area. After five or six rounds, the red tassel spear had the advantage, one was "attacking the city", and the white wax pole was retreating vigorously, "defending the ground was lost", and gradually retreated to Hua Niu Chen's position.

Chen Erhu saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart, he originally thought that as long as he won this battle, he could attack in a big way. Unexpectedly, the young man who came up with the red tassel gun was really good, and Li Xiaohou, the number one master of Huaniu Chen, couldn't beat him.

As soon as Chen Erhu was in a hurry, he was a little dizzy, secretly took out the shell gun, rubbed his body, opened the insurance, slowly aimed at Zhang Zhenhai, and gently pulled the bolt.

I could only hear a "pop-" gunshot.

Chen Erhu only felt a sudden pain in his hand, so he threw away the shell gun. It turned out that he was shot in the hand. A bullet flying from the other side hit his right hand with the gun in an unbiased manner.

As soon as the gunshots rang out, Zhang Zhenhai and Li Xiaohou both stopped at the same time. Li Xiaohou scolded: "Zhang Zhenhai, you don't pay attention to faithfulness, and you actually shoot black guns." ”

Zhang Zhenhai didn't see what was going on because he was nervously fighting with Li Xiaohou just now, and when he looked forward, it seemed that Chen Erhu had been shot, and he was holding his right hand with his left hand, and he was in pain.

The dog soldiers around him immediately surrounded a group and tightly protected their master, Chen Erhu.

As soon as the gunshot rang out, Bai Fengyi was also startled. Chen Erhu was about to shoot the black gun just now, and he saw it himself, and he was in a hurry, when suddenly a shot flew from his team, and one shot hit Chen Erhu's right hand with the gun.

Who is this, so powerful, such a long distance, it is really a hundred steps through Yang, and his own regiments do not have such sharpshooters.

At this moment, two good men rushed out of his ranks, one tall and one short, one strong and one thin, the tall and mighty, with a machete in his hand, and the short short and slender, carrying an automatic rifle in his hand, and there seemed to be something like a small mirror on it.

Bai Fengyi had never seen such a gun, and thought it was a submachine gun. It turned out that Chen Erhu was hit by such a gun, and he couldn't help but look at the person with the gun differently.

The little man shouted at Chen Erhu: "People live in heaven and earth, relying on faith and righteousness, the two armies are fighting, what kind of black guns do you fight." If you don't shoot a black gun, your hands won't hurt. ”

The tall and mighty man danced with a big slash and shouted: "One to one who has the ability, what kind of ability is it to shoot a black gun." If it weren't for our quick hands, our brothers would have told you to plot. ”

It turned out that the two heroes who came out were Wu Xiaoming and Li Dazhong. If you want to talk about how the two of them came here, it wasn't brought by Han Xing.

When they shouted, Zhang Zhenhai knew that if it weren't for the help of this hero, he might have hung up a long time ago. He also shouted loudly: "Shooting black guns, it's not benevolent!?" ”

The members of the Wangguan Temple also shouted loudly: "It's not like words, is this a single fight, this is a plot, it is purely a villain's doing." "You're here to grab food again, and you're here to plot against people, it's too unauthentic." "Hua Niu Chen's people are not authentic!"

There were a lot of people next to Chen Erhu at that time, Chen Erhu took out a gun and beat others, but he didn't expect to ask others to beat him. It's not that they can't see, so they don't dare to squeak because they are short of breath.

When Chen Erhu arrived at this time, he was also a hanged ghost and wiped rouge - shameless. He roared loudly: "Bai Fengyi, what do you want, are you still kicking your nose in the face?" If you're playing hard, don't blame me for being unsympathetic with these machine guns. ”