Kunlun monk is treacherous here, there are several reasons for beating Ouyang Pu, the most important is that he knows that he can't win and can't lose!

Ouyang Puzhong was so seriously injured before, how can he say that it will be good, especially when he fights with masters, it is almost bad, if you are caught, you may lose or even die!

The identity of the second Ouyang Puzhong is the second of the eight famous monks of Shaolin, or the identity of the second master of Shaolin is high enough, and it is not ashamed for Kunlun monks to beat him!

Ouyang Puzhong heard it clearly in the audience, and he didn't agree, but people have already named him, if you don't go on stage, then you will have the face to wander the rivers and lakes in the future, and Shaolin's face is not bright!

Thinking of this, Ouyang Lao Swordsman, packed up his personal things and handed them over to Ouyang Chun, a northern chivalrous guest, and explained that if something happened to him, he would send his things to Songshan Shaolin and let him be a senior brother.

As soon as the Northern Heroes heard that they hadn't fought yet, they just said frustrating words, just like stopping their uncle Ouyang Puzhong, but they didn't know what to say, so they were stunned, Ouyang Puzhong squeezed into the crowd and flew on stage!

When the people in the audience saw it, they all laughed together, the two people on the stage haven't started to fight yet, why did everyone laugh, it turned out that both of them were big purple fat people, and no one weighed less than 400 pounds in the city!

And they are all on the pillar of the world, and their heights are all hanging zero, especially the two of them have shiny brains, so the two of them haven't started yet, but everyone is happy when they see it, and they think it's interesting!

Old Ouyang swordsman took two steps forward before he spoke: "Kunlun monk, do you have to compete with the old man?" ”

"Yes, that's what I mean, Ouyang old swordsman doesn't say much, I have heard the name of Shaolin monks for a long time, but unfortunately I never have the opportunity to learn Shaolin high moves, this time the Eight Kings Fight is also a rare opportunity, I Kunlun monk wants to be a master of Shaolin!" What Kunlun monk said is quite good!

Ouyang Puzhong didn't care what Kunlun Monk thought now, so he only replied with the word "please".

Kunlun monk said that when he rushed forward, he raised his hand to palm, and Ouyang Puzhong had no choice but to fight with him.

The two great monks shook their arms together, dripping and turning, these two big monks fought together like a storm, and they couldn't tell who was what move, anyway, they were all brave and hard-hitting tricks. There was silence on and off the stage, and people stared at each other to see who won and who lost.

Kunlun Monk and Ouyang Old Swordsman fought for one hundred and fifty rounds without distinguishing the winner. The old monk was anxious, and thought to himself: From Kunlun Mountain to Lotus Temple, the first one met Ouyang Puzhong, and he didn't win a single battle, wouldn't my sect leader be ridiculed?

Another thought: instead of fighting him like this, it is better to subdue him with some stunts. Thinking of this, the Kunlun monk jumped out of the circle with a false move.

The old swordsman Ouyang Zheng was engrossed in fighting with the Kunlun monk, and when he saw that he was not fighting, he was stunned for a moment, and quickly asked: "Kunlun monk, why don't you fight?" ”

"Old swordsman Ouyang, I'm convinced of you. You really deserve to be a famous monk in Shaolin, and your skills are extraordinary. However, if you want to win me, it may not be easy. It's getting late, I see that if I continue to fight, there will be no result, and the poor monk has thought of a quick solution, I don't know if you are willing? ”

Ouyang Puzhong knew that he was going to come up with a crooked idea, so he sneered: "I would like to hear the high theory." As long as you can do it, the old monk will accompany you! ”

"Good! Ouyang old swordsman, I see that the two of us have three palms against each other, you defeated me, I admit defeat, end the Eight Kings Fight, if I defeat you, continue the third game"

Ouyang Puzhong was stunned for a moment, so after a little thought, he immediately replied: "Okay, what you said is also right, let's divide the victory and defeat like this, hurry up and don't waste time!" Although Ouyang said this, he was worried in his heart.

When Kunlun Seng saw that this matter had been settled, he was secretly happy in his heart: "Ouyang old swordsman, the pair of three palms I am talking about is not palm-to-palm, but I hit you with three palms on the top of your head, and you hit me with three palms on the top of my head, such a palm-to-palm, see which of us hits who first?" ”

The old swordsman Ouyang also understood that the Kunlun faction specialized in hard qigong and had hard skills in his head, so he wanted to use this trick to win people. Don't look at yourself for decades, it's the first time you've encountered it, but the words have been spoken, and there is no reason to regret it, so you have to stand up.

The Kunlun monk asked who would fight who first, and the old swordsman Ouyang hesitated, thinking: If I hit the Kunlun monk first, it seems that I have the first advantage; If he hits me first, if he gets hurt, I'll have to throw in the towel. He hesitated.

Seeing this, the Kunlun monk came treacherously again, and his eyes narrowed into a line with a smile, "Old swordsman Ouyang, the poor monk heard that Shaolin's hard qigong is researched by collecting the aura of heaven and earth and the essence of the sun and the moon, so the poor monk admires it very much."

I should slap you first to see what Shaolin's hard skills are, I don't know what the old swordsman thinks? If you're afraid, hit me first! ”

After hearing this, the old swordsman Ouyang gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, "Kunlun monk, since you brought it up, the poor monk will listen to you." Come, please do it first. ”

"Okay, the famous monk of Shaolin is really a benevolent and righteous gentleman, then I'm going to be wild, please stand still!"

The old and young heroes of Kaifeng Mansion were in a hurry, they complained that the old swordsman Ouyang was too loyal, how could they let the Kunlun monk make a move first? In case of...

But now that Ouyang's old swordsman's words have been spoken, he can only be tortured!

Ouyang Old Swordsman stood on the platform in a squatting crotch style on horseback, his eyes were level, the tip of his tongue was against the upper teeth, so that the qi of the dantian ran through the top of his head, his body was straight, and his feet seemed to be rooted.

When the Kunlun monk saw that the other party was ready, he was overjoyed, and thought: God help me. How can you withstand the three palms of the poor monk? I'll kill you with one palm!

Thinking of this, he smiled wickedly, withdrew seven or eight paces away, then rolled up his sleeves, put his fingers together, and opened his arms.

I saw him pick it up, make a long circle, pick it up, make a thick circle, use his luck enough, and when his arms are as thick as his thighs, he shouted loudly: "Ouyang Puzhong, the poor monk has offended!" ”

Before the words fell, the "snap" palm smashed down. After Ouyang Puzhong took this palm with enough strength, he felt that his head was smashed by a sledgehammer, and he felt that his chest was hot and his ears were whining, but he was finally not smashed and took this palm.

Kunlun monks are full of hope that one palm can achieve the goal, but unexpectedly, there is no bottom in his heart. He thought to himself: Shaolin's kung fu is really high, why didn't such a heavy palm impress?

Now it's time for me to be beaten, Kunlun monk is also the same as Ouyang Puzhong, riding a horse and squatting in the crotch style, gritting his teeth and spitting out two words: "Come on!" ”

The old swordsman Ouyang also took two steps back, used enough strength to lift his big slap into the air, and shouted loudly, "Kunlun monk, you take over!" After speaking, "snap" slashed on the Kunlun monk's head.

The blow made him fall back seven or eight steps, and he felt that his eyes were swollen and his chest was hot. Kunlun monk gritted his teeth and held up the first palm!

Then Ouyang Old Swordsman stood up again, waiting to be beaten!

Monk Lun gritted his teeth and held up the first palm, and took a few steps forward, ready to accept the second palm.

Kunlun Monk saw that his first palm did not knock down Ouyang Old Swordsman, he was a little anxious, he knew that Ouyang Puzhong's skills were extremely deep, and it was not easy to knock him down. But I didn't want to hit the first palm but I wasn't impressed, this time I was lucky, and that hand was not much smaller than a fan!

Ouyang Puzhong's palm was barely supported, and when the second palm came down, he was a little unable to stand it, "kicking and kicking" seven or eight steps backwards, staggering and almost sitting on the ground.

I felt that the world was spinning, my throat and eyes were hot, and a stream of blood rushed up, almost spitting out this mouthful of blood, "Hmm! "Luck brought this blood pressure down!

Ouyang Pu Center said: I finally dodged the second palm, but can the third palm parry? There was really no bottom in his heart, thinking of this, he stood up and moved his muscles and bones, hoping that the second palm could put the Kunlun monk down!

The Kunlun monk was surprised in his heart, and said that this great monk has such profound skills, just with my strong Kunlun palm, the two palms were stunned and didn't put him down!

Kunlun Seng was full of hope that one palm could achieve his goal, but he didn't know that it was unexpected, and his heart was a little bottomless. He thought to himself: Shaolin's kung fu is really high, why didn't such a heavy palm impress?

The Kunlun monk still stood in the crotch style of riding a horse just now, closed his eyes, pressed the upper gum with the tip of his tongue, carried enough dantian qi, straightened his body, and waited for Ouyang Puzhong's second palm.

Ouyang Puzhong thought of this, he withdrew more than a foot away, picked up his arm and luckily enough, "Smack!" "Sure enough, it was stronger than the previous palm.

The Kunlun monk was smashed to stand unsteadily, and suddenly felt that the world was spinning, and Venus was rising in front of him, and his ears were ringing vigorously, and his throat and eyes were sweet, and he felt that his internal organs were tumbling. I thought: I finally dodged the second palm, but what about the third palm!

Ouyang Pu muttered a little in the center, knowing that he would probably not be able to catch the third palm, after all, the previous injury was a bit serious and this time it was the Kunlun monk who made the first move, if he couldn't catch the third palm, he would lose!

But now it is impossible for Ouyang Puzhong to admit defeat, he would rather be beaten to death than beg for mercy, Ouyang Puzhong thought wildly, and his feet took root! Stand ready to be beaten!

Guo Dada saw clearly in the background that his master was taking advantage, Ouyang Puzhong should not be able to resist it, cheered for his master in his heart, and said in his heart that it would be best to kill this big monk with one palm!

The old and young heroes of Kaifeng Mansion in the audience also saw the truth and worried about Ouyang Puzhong, but there was no good way to do it now! I can only watch the old swordsman receive a third palm!

Kunlun monk's palm is biting his back molars, and this palm is hitting Ouyang Puzhong's chest, "Smack!" ”

With a bang, Ouyang Puzhong insisted on not being under this palm for two seconds, "kicking and staring" back more than a dozen steps, and couldn't hold back anymore, spurting out a mouthful of blood with a "poof"!

Falling headfirst down the stage, thanks to Ouyang Puzhong's profound skills, he knew that it was not good, gritted his teeth and turned in a cloud in the air, he felt that his legs were weak, he fell to the ground, and he couldn't stand up!

The old and young heroes of Kaifeng Mansion hurriedly let Mr. Miaoshou Liu Shiqi rescue the old swordsman, everyone hurriedly fed the medicine, and the smooth breath was smooth, after a while, Ouyang Puzhong relieved this breath, everyone wanted to send Ouyang Puzhong back to Kaifeng Mansion, and the old swordsman waved his hand:

No! I'm right here, I want to see if the Lotus View is winning or losing today! This old man is still stubborn, and no one will persuade him to leave! In the end, even if you die, you will die in the Eight Kings!

This is really Ouyang Puzhong's many years of innate childlike skills and hard skills all over his body are a must, or someone will die early for a long time!

This second battle is the victory of the Kunlun monk of the Lotus Temple, which is equivalent to one win and one loss! The main thing is to watch the third formation!

On the stage, the Kunlun monk knocked Ouyang Puzhong out of the ring, happy! Beidou, who was as happy as eating betel nut Shunqi pills, couldn't find it, and let out a lot of nonsense "Hahaha!" Amitabha!

Everyone can see clearly that the one I fought just now is not a nobody, the second is the second leader of Shaolin, now we are pulling back for a while, playing a mediocre, now look at this third formation, I want to ask which one is competing with the poor monk! ”

At this critical time, no one expected to jump on one, who! Jade-faced little Dharma Baiyunrui!

The white-eyed hero Xu conscience said: Oh, brother, why did you go up, I admit that you are not ambiguous and capable, brother, but who do you score compared to! Don't talk about you, even your master, the mad monk, the drunken Bodhi volley, is not the opponent of the reclining Buddha Kunlun monk!

Other people also think so, they all think that Bai Yunrui is too big, but now it's too late to be anxious, and they say that Bai Yunrui is still young, and although the plan is good, he is a little anxious!

But what does Bai Yunrui think, I admit that I am not Kunlun Monk's opponent, but I also don't believe that as soon as I fight with him, he can put me down!