Huang Shaohong knocked out Huo Du with a shotgun, and many heroes who had seen him make trouble a few days ago all believed that he was using the thunder method, and only a few knowledgeable people understood that this product was using some kind of firearm.

King Jinlun was a protector in Mongolia, so he had naturally seen firearms, and Mongolia had seized a lot of firearms called 'flying muskets' when it was at war with the Jin Dynasty a few years ago.

The barrel of the 'flying musket' is made of 16 layers of cardpaper, and the barrel is loaded with willow charcoal, iron quiet, magnetic powder, sulfur, and arsenic, and tied to the head of the gun with a rope.

At that time, when Mongolia was at war with the Jin State, they were most afraid of the Jin army's flying muskets.

In Jin Lun's opinion, although the jet-black stick in the hand of the little fat Taoist priest in front of him looked very different from the 'flying musket' and was extremely exquisite, it was certain that this must be a firearm.

Immediately shouted angrily: "Despicable villain, you actually use such shameless means! ”

Immediately, there was someone who knew Chinese and translated his words to the people.

Huang Shaohong pointed to the golden wheel and defended: "Hey, I said that bald man, you have to talk about evidence, I asked your apprentice in advance if he could use a hidden weapon, but he said that he could use it!" ”

After listening to the words from the translator, Jin Lun sneered: "My disciple is above board, only you Central Plains martial arts will use this kind of subordinate means, the reason why my disciple agreed, is that I don't know the sinister hearts of people!" ”

Huang Shaohong didn't say much, the facts proved everything, he took advantage of Huo Du's corpse before it was carried away, went up and picked up the folding fan in his corpse's hand.

After a brief inspection, he found the location of the mechanism on the handle of the fan, and then pressed the bracket on the group of Jinlun, only to hear the sound of 'snorting' breaking through the air, and the four poisonous nails had already shot out like lightning.

Huang Shaohong had a long heart, he didn't aim at the Golden Wheel Dharma King, because he knew that it was useless to hit the other party with this kind of hidden weapon, so he aimed his fan at the rest of the Mongolian group.

The poisonous nails shot out, and directly put down four people on the side of the golden wheel, and these four iron nails were fed by Huo Du with the poison produced in the snow-capped mountains of Tibet.

Huang Shaohong's mouth was 'tsk' with a voice: "That bald man, look for yourself, you are what you call uprightness?" ”

As soon as he said the word 'bald', the few monks who came to the hero's banquet felt awkward.

Others who felt awkward, as well as Guo Jing, Guo Fu, and the martial arts brothers, also felt a little uncomfortable, and always felt cold on their heads.

Huang Shaohong then said loudly to Jinlun: "Look, you are still feeding poison on the hidden weapon, and this poison is too powerful, see the blood sealing the throat, you see that these people are poisoned, and they are helpless..... Gee! ”

There are all martial artists in this hall, and they can all see it clearly, including the Central Plains martial arts heroes, everyone can't help but roll their eyes, can we still have a face, these four are hopeless, but is that 'poison'?

It turned out that Huang Shaohong hit these four poisonous nails, one hit one in the throat, the other hit the center mouth, and one of the two was hit in the head, and the last one was even more ruthless, directly from the eye and out of the back of the head.

If such a vital part is hit by a hidden weapon, even if you take the antidote to detoxify immediately, you will not be able to live.

But of course his own people help his own people, and no matter how unscrupulous the Jingjing Taoist is, he is also a person from the Central Plains Martial Arts, so he can't help Fanbang Tartar speak, so immediately many heroes in the rivers and lakes coaxed up:

"It turns out that this national teacher is also bullshit......"

"That is, there is a vicious secret weapon hidden in the folding fan, which is considered to be above board, so if they are despicable, what kind of thing they must be, dare not think, dare not think!"

For a while, the hall was full of ridicule from the heroes of the rivers and lakes, which made the Mongolian group led by King Jinlun feel gloomy.

Jin Lun first asked Huo Du's body to be recovered, and then shouted:

"People who practice martial arts should not have to fight with each other, now that the matter between this little Taoist priest and my apprentice has come to an end, then the next battle should be for me and Hong Qigong to compete for the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance!"

His subordinates righteously translated these words to the people in the hall.

Huang Shaohong laughed: "Bald, didn't you still talk to me about morality just now?" Why am I talking to you about morality now, how are you playing a scoundrel, this is me reasoning with you, you and I are playing tricks! ”

When the people in the hall heard what he said interestingly, they burst into laughter and shouted: "Yes, monk, why are you playing a scoundrel......

King Jinlun once again suppressed everyone's voices: "The poor monk came to rob the leader of the martial arts alliance, could it be that Hong Qigong did not dare to fight, or could none of you in the Central Plains fight?" ”

Hong Qigong swallowed the chicken butt in his mouth in two bites, and then he was about to get up and announce that he could beat ten.

But Huang Rong beside him opened his mouth and said: "The leader of the martial arts alliance, commanding the heroes of the rivers and lakes, how respectful, if it is a decisive victory, it is too child's play!" ”

Huang Rong is the former leader of the beggar gang and Guo Daxia's wife, and she has a great prestige in the rivers and lakes, so as soon as she opened her mouth, many people immediately agreed.

Hong Qigong knew that his female apprentice was witty, had a lot of ghost ideas, and almost didn't suffer a loss, so he sat down again with a smile, wanting to see what charter she had.

After listening to the translation, King Jinlun said quietly: "Then what do you say?" ”

Huang Rong said as a matter of course: "Naturally, the winner is determined by three rounds, three of us on each side, if one of you wins two games, how about you sit down with the leader of the martial arts alliance?" ”

The King of the Golden Wheel pondered for a long time, until someone shouted, 'If you don't dare, go back to Mongolia,' and then he nodded in response:

"Okay, let's meet in three games."

Huang Shaohong saw that he had nothing to do, so he stuffed the shotgun into his cuff, but actually loaded it into his bag, and then turned around and returned to his seat.

Li Haoxi and the others asked curiously, "Dao Chief, are you a musket?" ”

Huang Shaohong pursed his mouth: "Ignorance, how can this be a musket, this is the magic weapon of the poor Dao 'Thunderbolt...... Musket'! ”

"...... "If Li Haoxi and others had been to modern times, it is estimated that they would have relied on the sentence 'MMP, then it is still a musket!'

Just when Huang Shaohong was fooling Li Haoxi, Hong Qigong asked Huang Rong: "Rong'er girl, what kind of fame are you doing?" ”

Huang Rong smiled proudly: "When Huo Du was introduced just now, this Dharma King seemed to have only two disciples, and now Huo Du was beaten to death by Daoist Jingjing, I don't think there are many good hands on them, so our chances of winning are higher!" ”

Hong Qigong pointed at her and smiled: "You, you, Rong'er girl, do you think that the master is old, and you want to let Jing'er fight against the big disciple of the Dharma King first, and give the master a trip?" ”

Huang Rong looked like she was seen through by you, and denied: "I didn't say that!" ”

After the joke, she put away her smile and said, "Master, I have a way to win, but I don't know if you are willing to do it?" ”

"You speak up first!" Hong Qigong was noncommittal.

"It's the method of horse racing!" Speaking of this, Huang Rong showed a sly look in her eyes and chuckled:

"Since the Dharma King dares to challenge the master, he must be strong. So he will definitely play in the end, let's let Brother Jing and Master play the first two games, so that we will undoubtedly win, and when the time comes, we will win two out of three games, and we won't have to fight in the third game! ”

When everyone heard this, they were all amazed by Huang Rong's strategy, but Hong Qigong shook his head and said: "No, I have never served anyone in my life except Wang Chongyang, how can I let a Tibetan monk scare away, my opponent must be him!" ”

Huang Rong's eyes rolled and said with a smile: "That's fine, but Master, if Brother Jing and they win two games in a row, it won't be your turn to make a move!" ”

Hong Qigong said nonchalantly: "Then I'll find him to fight again, it has nothing to do with the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance!" ”

Everyone smiled wryly when they heard this.

In the end, it was decided that Quanzhen Sect Qiu would play the first game, Guo Jing would play the second game, and Hong Qigong would take charge of the third game.

The Tibetan monk gave an order, and his disciple Darba took out a weapon from under the big red robe and walked into the hall.

When everyone saw his sword, they were secretly frightened, it turned out to be a thick and long demon-slaying golden pestle, this demon-slaying pestle was four feet long, the pestle head and bowl mouth were thick, and the pestle body was shining with gold, as if it was made of pure gold, which was much heavier than steel.

Darba came to the hall, saluted the heroes, raised his hand and threw the golden pestle upward, and when it was about to fall, he smashed the two large blue and white bricks in the hall with a bang, and the pestle sank into the ground, more than a foot deep.

This time the first voice to enter, the weight of this pestle can be known, look at his dry and thin monk, actually make this pestle, then the strength of martial arts can also be imagined.

The Mongolian interpreter over there shouted: "The Dharma King asked you who is fighting in the Central Plains Martial Arts, let's fight quickly!" ”

Qiu Chuji's face was solemn, he walked off the field with a sword, and bowed his hand and said: "Poor Dao Quanzhen Qiu is in the machine, please advise!" ”

Darba didn't understand what he was saying at all, and when he saw the other party raise his hand, he thought that he had started fighting, so he roared, grabbed the vajra in front of him and swept away the thousands of troops.

Qiu Chuji was bowing his hand, where did he expect that the other party would shoot directly without telling the rules, so he didn't have time to dodge, and in a hurry, he blocked the horizontal sword.

He heard a loud sound of the 'bell', and the sword in his hand was bent by the vajra and pressed against his ribs.

"Despicable!"

"Daoist Qiu!"

"Senior brother!"

Ma Yu jumped in front of the fuselage at the mound to prevent the other party from pursuing, his eyes were like electricity, he glared at Darba like an angry King Kong, and shouted loudly:

"My junior brother greeted you, but why did you make a sneak attack?"

After listening to the translation, Darba explained: "I saw him raise his hand, thinking that he was going to do it, how did I know that you Han people have so many rules!" ”

Ma Yu couldn't help but be dumbfounded when he heard it, looking at the other party's honest face, I am afraid that it is really as the other party said, it is a misunderstanding.

Immediately said no more, and directly hugged Qiu Chuji aside for treatment, Guo Jing, Huang Rong and others also stepped forward to check, but seeing their serious expressions, it was obvious that Qiu Chuji's condition should not be very optimistic.

Huang Shaohong shook his head and said: "Qiu's kung fu is not bad, and his swordsmanship is also okay, if he plays normally, he will not be defeated, but unfortunately he is a little pedantic, since he is competing, how can there be so many etiquette rules!" ”

After he finished speaking, he kicked Yeluqi with his foot, and pouted towards Qiu's side, the latter didn't know why, he was angry and reminded in a low voice:

"It's business, go and go around there with a banner!"

Yeluqi is a disciple of Zhou Botong, and he is a member of the Quanzhen Sect, Qiu Chuji is still his senior brother, where is he willing to do such a down-to-earth thing, not only did he not go to sell, but instead sent a bottle of the 'Eight Treasures Killing Soup' that Huang Shaohong gave him.

This made Huang Shaohong angry and even called the loser, a bottle of eight-treasure porridge supermarket still bought a few yuan, just gone!

Huang Rong passed the events of the previous few days, and naturally knew the 'Eight Treasures Killing Soup', and under great joy, she hurriedly took it over and gave it to Qiu Chu.

Qiu Chuji's originally broken ribs and serious internal injuries recovered most of the injuries in an instant, and the serious injuries turned into minor injuries, he himself actually stood up with his body and said to Huang Rong in frustration: "Poor Dao is ashamed, there is a burden!" ”

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that he was fine, Guo Jing and Huang Rong both said that victory and defeat were commonplace, so he didn't have to worry about it.

As soon as this side came to an end, the Golden Wheel Dharma King personally went down, and the interpreter shouted: "This second game will be played by our Dharma King himself!" ”

I heard Huang Rong's strategy just now, and those people all smiled bitterly, it seems that everyone has the same idea, and they plan to win two games in a row and lock in the victory.

Hong Qigong stood up and said with a smile: "After sitting for a long time, you have to move your muscles and bones, great monk, this old flower will play with you!" ”

The Central Plains Qunhao originally saw Qiu Chuji's defeat, and they were a little gloomy, and Hong Qigong got up and instantly set off cheers from the audience.

The Golden Wheel Dharma King faced Hong Qigong, but he was expressionless, as if he didn't know the prestige of the Northern Beggar.

Huang Shaohong showed an interested look: "The two of them will have something to watch!" ”

Li Haoxi asked playfully, "What's the catch?" ”

Huang Shaohong felt that Hong Qigong was good to him, and he should also remind the old man not to capsize in the gutter, and immediately explained loudly:

"This Golden Wheel Dharma King cultivates the Tantric Dharma Protector Divine Skill 'Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong', and the famous skill of Lao Zhaohua is 'Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending', do you think these two people have a dragon elephant and a dragon descending dragon?"

Huang Rong's eyes lit up when she heard Huang Shaohong's words, and she immediately asked, "Little Daoist, do you know what's so special about this 'Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong'?" ”

Huang Shaohong glanced at Huang Rong and knew that she wanted to let herself say the other party's weaknesses in public so that Hong Qigong could refer to them, so he said:

"This 'Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong' has a total of thirteen layers, and it is claimed that every layer of cultivation has the power of a dragon and an elephant, so this kung fu has no characteristics, it is nothing more than force!"

Hong Qigong's character is strong when he is strong, and he laughed when he heard this: "Great monk, I don't take advantage of you when I call flowers, let me see how your strength is!" ”

After he finished speaking, he shouted, "Be careful! "When there was a slap in the chest, the dragon regretted it, and shot it out.

The same palm Kanglong has regrets, in the hands of Hong Qigong, it is very different from what Guo Jing used.

When Guo Jing used this move, he integrated the boxing theory of Kongming Boxing, combining rigidity and softness, while Hong Qigong was rigid to the end and indomitable.

As soon as the palm was slapped, the sound of the wind howling sounded in this hall, which showed how terrifying the palm of the old flower was.

A hint of hideousness flashed in the eyes of the Golden Wheel Dharma King: "Good come!" ”

I saw him stride forward, his left leg slightly bent and his right arm bent inward, and his right palm drew a circle 'whew', and slapped a palm, and his action moves were ninety percent similar to Hong Qigong.

Huang Shaohong and Guo Jing both got up suddenly, they all recognized it, this palm played by the Golden Wheel Dharma King is also the 'Kanglong has regrets' in the 'Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending', but looking at the monk's movements, it is closer to Guo Jing's palm.

'Boom'

The palms of the two hands collided together, and layers of air waves were visible to the naked eye in the air, blowing the two people's clothes and fluttering.

At the same time, the ground under the feet of King Jinlun and Lao Zhaohua exploded at the same time, this phenomenon is purely normal if it is placed in the 'Dragon and Snake World', but in this martial arts world, it can only be that the strength of the two has been exerted to the extreme, leaving no room for it, so they can't control the subtle performances.

The power of the two palms reached their feet, and the entire hall shook with it, and the tiles on the hall made a rattling sound, like an earth dragon turning over, so it was not terrifying.

An unexpected scene was discovered, and after only two breaths of the two palms facing each other, there was a 'bang' sound, and it turned out to be Hong Qigong vomiting blood and shooting backwards.

Lao Zhaohua twisted his body in the air and fell to the ground, his feet were unstable and there were three steps back, leaving a footprint on the ground with each step.

His Holiness laughed, not knowing what he was saying in Tibetan.

The corners of Hong Qigong's mouth were bloody, and he shouted: "How can you know that my beggar gang is out of school? ”

After listening to the translation, Jin Lun muttered a few words, and the translator said: "My Dharma King said that you don't care how he knows, just say that your Hong Qigong's words don't count!" ”

Hong Qigong's eyes darkened, and after wiping the blood on his mouth with his hand, he said: "I always call Hua Yuan to gamble and lose, this martial arts alliance leader ......"

"Wait!"

Huang Shaohong had already landed in the middle of the field with a dodge, and said loudly: "This martial arts alliance leader, I also want to fight!" ”

After he finished speaking, he turned directly to the Golden Wheel Dharma King, raised his eyebrows, and gently spit out an English word:

“Kneel！”

Jin Lun looked confused, said a few words, and the interpreter asked loudly, "What did the Dharma King ask you about?" ”

“Kneel！”

After Huang Shaohong repeated it, he saw that the other party was still confused, and he couldn't help but have a feeling of 'throwing his eyes to the blind', what a good pretending to be a bridge, it was such a waste.

As soon as he stretched out his right hand, the 'Onimaru Kunitsuna' had already appeared in his hand: "Haven't you seen the 'Hela' in Lei 3?" ”

"I'll get you on your knees!"