Oops hey! The angry Guo Dada has a toothache in the background! How good it was just now, why can't this white-eyed eyebrow wait to be on stage, what the hell is in a hurry!

This Guo Dada was not only upset about defeating the battle, but he was also a little bottomless in his heart, and said why the masters I invited hadn't come yet.

Even if it's just one or two, they won't suffer from this wretched bag now! Thinking of this, I reached out and dragged the pair of measuring rulers!

"Boss, wait a minute, what are the others, Xiao Qijie, these are embarrassing for you and me to come to power, but this white-eyed hero Xu Liang still took advantage of a dozen, you rest first, I will go out and take revenge on Yuan!"

Guo Dada shook his face and watched, it was the three-foot earth spirit demon Lu Kun!

Lu Kun is aggressive, and he only has a slight advantage in fighting with Bai Yunrui for half a day in the morning, which makes this old guy very unhappy!

Feeling ashamed, now that he sees Xu Liang, who is as famous as Bai Yunrui, coming to power, he wants to find face, so that everyone can get to know the prestige of my three-foot spirit demon!

Guo Dada knew so much, and he was very grateful to Lu Kun for supporting him, "Come on, then come, I want to drink three cups with the old swordsman Lu!" ”

This earth spirit demon was just about to stretch out his hand to take the cup, and suddenly paused and said Why don't I be like Guan Yu, the second master of Guan Yu, the great hero of the Three Kingdoms period, and kill Huaxiong with warm wine!

Speaking of me in the future, it will also be a beautiful conversation to be able to get involved with Guan Erye!

Thinking of this, "Zhongmen Zhang, in ancient times, the second master warmed wine and cut Huaxiong, and now I, Lu Kun, want to follow suit!" ”

Not to mention that Guo Dada was happy after hearing it, the morale of the thieves was for a while, "the old swordsman is mighty" and "The old swordsman Lu is good!" ”

There are all those who have stinky feet in the wind! Lu Kun was very happy when he heard it, and he didn't know that he should buy that leg! I don't know, I think he is the best in the world!

Lu Kun came out of the curtain and walked to Xu Liang.

"Well, white eyebrows, you really have two times, although the flying plucking monk is not very capable, but that one-handed flying pluck is not simple, even if your master comes, it may not be as sharp as you!"

"Old Swordsman Lu praised it falsely, how can I have my master's power, Kaifeng Mansion is my most wasteful!"

"Okay, Xu Liang, whether you are a real waste or a fake waste, do you want to step down by yourself or let me send you down, or don't go down!"

"Seeing that the master can't miss it, I want to learn from you!" Xu Liangxin said, my brother, can have a tie with you, and I also want to try how many catties and taels I have!

Saying this, the two of them are ready to do it!

It's still the same sentence, don't look at what the two of them said very politely, very politely, and they didn't swear, but when they fought each other, they were all ruthless moves, and they both thought that a move could put each other to death!

Xu Liang's golden wire big ring knife is whirring in the wind, and it is impervious to wind and rain; Lu Kun is empty-handed, don't look at it empty-handed, it's no worse than holding a weapon!

The five fingers are like hooks, and the standing palms are like knives, not to mention being injured, even if you are less covered by this nail, it is enough for you to bear it!

As soon as the two of them fought, there was no winner or loser in forty or fifty rounds, but a discerning person knew at a glance that Xu Liang was being pressed and beaten by others, and the tip of his nose had already begun to sweat!

Xu Liang secretly scolded in his heart that he wanted to use dark qi, Xu Liang was a must to play dark qi!

It's just that it's generally not used, but now against Lu Kun, it's not a shame to use it, after all, there is a huge difference in identity, even Xu Liang's teachers are half a cut shorter than others!

The three-foot earth spirit demon stared at a pair of monkey eyes and grunted, happy in his heart, if he could kill Xu Liang, it would be better than beating anyone!

At this moment, a person flew up from the stage, and this person coughed, "Liangzi!" Xiao Liangzi, don't be greedy for delicious food, take it when you see it, you come down and take a rest, I'll go twice for you and Lu Lao Swordsman! ”

Xu Liang jumped out of the circle with two moves, and at first glance, it was not a bystander, it was a master of Saibei, who spread his wings and took off his arms.

The three-foot earth spirit demon saw that Xu Liang wanted to run and had the heart to chase after him, but he didn't know who the person was, so he could only take two steps back to check!

This Ji old swordsman, his brother, his second brother is a red cloud flying lotus Daoist, and the third is the god hand of the Great Sage Night Crossing Lingguang Ji Qian Ji Yuantai.

However, Ji Sanye died in the Yama King Village, and now there are only two of them left.

The two made up their minds to assist Kaifeng Mansion and fight Guo Dada. They crowded into the crowd, and when they saw Lu Kun on stage, they knew how many times higher Lu Kun's ability was than Yuanke, and it was not a level at all!

How could Xu Liang be his opponent, besides, Xu Liang was already a little tired, so Ji Huacheng shouted and flew to the stage.

Xu Liang saw that it was an old acquaintance, and quickly knelt down in front of the table, calling "old-timer"

Ji Huacheng helped him up and said, "We are our own family, you don't have to be polite, if you have something to say, go home and say, you go down to rest first and watch me." ”

Xu Liangxin said that I don't need a secret weapon and I really am not the opponent of this file, "poof", and jumped off the stage.

The common people looked at the white-eyed hero with envious eyes, and praised them one by one, Xu Liang smiled at everyone, came to Bai Yunrui's side, and watched the stage with his brothers.

Old Swordsman Ji came to Lu Kun steadily, and said with a smile: "Old Swordsman Lu, can you recognize the old man?" ”

Lu Kunman was counting on a few more moves to abolish Xu Liang, but he didn't expect someone to replace him, so he didn't fight anymore.

The tall old man standing opposite, his face was like a red glow, his wrinkles were piled up, and his beard was floating on his chest, which looked familiar, yo, I remembered:

"Is it an old swordsman of the Ferris Age with wings spread and empty arms?"

"It's old age."

"I said, Ji Huacheng, you're a little wrong, I'm fighting Xu Liang, I'm fighting with white eyebrows, why do you have to insert such a lever in half of your waist? Could it be that you want to be a substitute for Xu Liang? ”

When Ji Huacheng heard that he didn't speak human words, he was displeased, and his face sank:

"Lu Kun, you can't help but be arrogant when you speak, how do you know that I am Xu Liang's substitute ghost, how sure can you win me?

The ring is a place where you don't move, come, come, come, hurry up. ”

"Okay, since you Ji Huacheng are not afraid of being beaten, I will let you know that you know the power of the earth spirit demon."

As he spoke, he leaned down and opened his posture. He was much shorter than Ji Lao Swordsman, and he had to jump up and stretch out his hand, and he was six or seven feet tall in one jump, effortlessly.

Ji Lao swordsman shook his palms and returned the car, and the two fought together.

Xu Liang and Yun Rui watched below, and at a glance, Ji Lao Swordsman was not someone's opponent, and in less than sixty rounds, Ji Huacheng's tricks were a little scattered.

Bai Yunrui frowned: "Third brother, it's bad, Ji Lao Swordsman is going to have an accident, I'll go up and resist him for a while." ”

He tidied up his clothes and was about to take the stage, only to see Ji Huacheng make a mistake, and Lu Kun made an "old monk hit the bell".

All of a sudden, it was on his little belly, and the old swordsman Ji folded off the stage with a heel.

At this moment, the Feilian Dao people saw that things were not good offstage, so they hurriedly reached out to catch the eldest brother and gently placed it on the platform.

Seeing that the old swordsman Ji covered his stomach with both hands, the pain was unbearable, and the Flying Lotus Daoist hurriedly took out the best pain relief powder and gave it to his brother.

Old Swordsman Ji felt a little better, he slowly straightened his waist, shook his head and sighed: "It's old, it's useless, it's really embarrassing to have more than enough heart and not enough strength." ”

At this time, Xu Liang squeezed over with Bai Yunrui, Fang Shu'an, Feng Yuan and others, and wanted to comfort and comfort Ji Lao Swordsman after the ceremony.

Ji Huacheng waved his hand: "Don't worry like this, I have old arms and legs, rough skin and thick flesh, slow to bump it, it doesn't matter if you smash it or kick it." This made the big guy laugh.

Besides, when Bai Yunrui was about to take the stage, a person jumped up among the people, and this person jumped into the ring like a swallow flying, kicking the heads of the people.

Everyone looked at it, "Huh", this person looks too fierce, eight feet tall and has shoulders more than three feet wide;

Scattered over his shoulders, strangled with a strip of leather, wearing a green cloth dress that was fat and big, with patches stacked on top of his patches, and a beard and stubble on his sideburns, like the Zhong Kui painted on the painting.

Lu Kun saw that the savage who came was not someone else, it was the old swordsman of the Earth Dumb Immortal Master, Porridge Horse Plague, Wei Baibao, and Wei.

He and Lu Kun have a palm feud, twenty-five years ago the two stretched out their hands, in the Shanxi Wanli cypress forest;

At that time, it was an ordinary martial arts competition, and Wei Baibao was not anyone's opponent, so he asked Lu Kun to slap him.

Wei Baibao was full of anger for this matter, worked hard, and was determined to avenge this palm.

He also told his senior brother Zhao Pu, the deaf immortal master mountain carving, about this, and Zhao Pu also helped him practice, and his anger was held in his stomach all these years!

I haven't found a chance to let out this evil breath!