Qi Mei stopped and held it in the palm of his hand.

Miao Heng stood five or six meters in front of Sun Changning, this distance was actually very dangerous, but it was also the best distance to attack.

With a single pounce, the stick can instantly hit the opponent's skull.

Sun Changning didn't care about the two of them besieging, the tung oil bamboo pole in his hand shook twice, and his footsteps tossed and turned on the ground, but he didn't actually step out of the range of half a meter before and after.

The great monk came to Sun Changning's side, holding the iron rod in his hand, staring at him.

So why is this happening?

Sun Changning didn't think about it, these two monks are simple, this Miaoheng is better, and this big monk is simply underdrawn.

"People's belief in religion is really terrible, but this is also normal, and if a martial artist disagrees, he will fight each other with fists and feet, and where are there so many reasons for interests. ”

Sun Changning thought like this, but at this moment, Miao Heng keenly captured Sun Changning's loss of consciousness, although it was only a short moment, but it was enough for him!

As I said before, a distance of five meters is just a stick!

"Go!"

Miao Heng stepped out, but in an instant, the stick was already above Sun Changning's head, and the iron rod brought the sound of the wind, just a momentary thing, so fast that people couldn't react.

This warrior monk has practiced his strength to a very high level, just this stick, Sun Changning knows that Monk Miaoheng is definitely much stronger than Dong Chaofeng.

Qi and blood are like tigers and leopards, and sticks come out with the wind and thunder, which is the realm that only experts in weapons have.

Monk Miaoheng doesn't look very old, but his attainments in the stick are extremely terrifying, Sun Changning's heart flashed a thought for a moment, if he hadn't met the sixth master, learned the Liuhe big gun, and fought with his bare hands against Miao Heng, who danced the stick with all his might, it was indeed a little tricky.

However, it's only tricky.

"After all, a stick is not a gun, and it cannot be pierced. ”

Sun Changning's wrist shook suddenly, and in an instant, the tung oil bamboo pole bounced up violently, and at a moment, even the naked eye had no way to react in an instant, and it smashed directly into the iron rod three inches.

With a buzz, the Qi Mei stick was beaten out, and Monk Miao Heng flipped his wrist in an instant, and the stick changed, like a big river, as if stirring the Dragon Palace, and the tail of the stick actually popped out and smashed into Sun Changning's arm.

God is in the sea!

This stick is tricky and weird, but there is a brilliant meaning, if it hits a person, the arm will definitely be twisted off, and the bones will not be able to resist.

At the end of the day, Miao Heng's eyes were cold, but at this time, Sun Changning, who was only watching, slipped his wrist, the bamboo pole was elusive, and the tail of the pole came back in an instant, and the steel roared with a buzz, and directly beat the Qi Mei stick and flew out.

The bamboo pole was like a tiger, unpredictable at this time, but it hit out again in an instant, in Miao Heng's eyes, the head of the pole suddenly turned into a tiger, and it bit his own neck in an instant!

The tung oil bamboo pole was dotted on the neck of Monk Miao Heng, and it was close to his chin.

And Monk Miaoheng's iron rod had already flown out of his hands, not to mention anything else.

This is the killing move in the Liuhe big gun, the civet cat pounces on the mouse. The head of the bamboo pole is a big cat and a tiger, and the monk Miaoheng is not Wu Song, he is just a big mouse.

The battle situation only changed in an instant, and the surrounding melon-eating crowd was expecting an earth-shattering stick battle, but the reality was not what they imagined.

However, the shock level is no less than their own brain supplement.

"Bang!"

Qi Mei stick smashed to the ground, smashed a piece of the floor tiles, and rolled to the feet of a group of people.

The crowd took a step in shock, and at this time someone came out and picked up the stick, but as soon as his hand touched, his face suddenly changed.

"My good fellow, this thing weighs more than forty pounds!"

The man was immediately shocked: "What is it made, why is it so heavy?!"

The crowd gathered around, and at this time, someone saw the rigid rings stuck at both ends of the stick, and immediately pointed out: "This stick is counted as twenty or thirty, and if the steel rings at these two ends are pure steel, ten catties and twenty catties are about the same." ”

On the kind of fitness clothes sold, the steel bars less than ten centimeters weigh one or two pounds, and this steel rod looks solid, and it must be very pure.

"What a capable person! You can also let me lift this thing, and there is no problem with dancing, the key is that the speed of the monk's previous stick you can see, it is simply not human. ”

"That makes the bamboo pole even stronger!"

Someone said it, and then found the angler and asked him, "Brother, is your bamboo rod specially handled?"

"No, it's just tung oil, a normal bamboo pole. ”

The fishing brother grinned, but at this time he felt that he had more face.

His own bamboo pole knocked the steel rod flying, although he didn't use it himself, but this bamboo pole was his own!

This martial arts master has opened the light, and he will be awesome at fishing in the future.

The crowd shouted coaxily, and in the field, Miao Heng's eyes widened, and the head of the bamboo pole was against his chin, and he couldn't move at this time, because this move had already been lost.

In just three moves, you will lose!

The big monk on that side clenched the Qi Mei stick, and his tone fluctuated a little: "What kind of stick method are you?!"

"Stick method, old eyes are dizzy!"

Sun Changning shook his head: "Whose stick method is so fierce?" Come, take the stick and hit it again." ”

The bamboo pole was taken back, and at this time, the great monk held a stick and said the Buddha's name: "The donor is powerful, it seems that my junior brother is not enough to win, and the poor monk will not sweep the battle." ”

Sun Changning shook his head: "One is also losing, and two are the same!"

"Okay! If you say that, then look at it!"

Monk Miaoheng's face turned red, he felt like he had nowhere to do it before, in just three moves, he even had a stick blown away, this kind of thing had never happened since he practiced martial arts!

He turned around and stepped suddenly, only three steps rushed to the stick that was knocked away, at this time those people reacted, hurriedly left, the next moment the stick was smashed suddenly, Miao Heng took the stick, directly turned around and smashed away with the stick.

Airplanes!

The stick thundered, smashed on the bamboo pole, at this time Miao Heng's eyes were condensed, he was called a stick on the stick, and the opponent's stick was called a dead stick at the bottom, as long as he was calm, the stick was flexible and changeable, and the stick could only be passively defended, which was a taboo in martial arts.

Airplanes!

There was another sound of a stick, and the big monk hit fiercely, and the stick poked at Sun Changning's waist.

Ming Jin shook the air, by the might of the weapon to show the ferocity, two sticks sandwiched, with the extremely wonderful, if the ordinary master encountered, but the moment before the reaction will be defeated, the dead stick retreated, the stick paused, on the spot is the end of the broken bones.

"It's good to come!"

Sun Changning smiled coldly, and the bamboo pole in his hand suddenly snapped away, and then Miao Heng's eyes were overjoyed, and he secretly said This fool, the dead stick took back the raw stick and paused, this is a win!

However, the mutation occurred suddenly, only in an instant!