"Brother Li, you drag this horseback man, and when Erlang solves the monk with a few punches, I will come to help you!"

Wu Song saw that the two leaders who blocked the road this time were all extraordinary martial arts, so he had to ask Li Hao for help, and then arranged for the officials to guard the goods and brothers-in-law, Fang shouted:

"That thief fat monk, do you dare to try a certain fist?"

"Hahaha! Let's meet you when someone comes! When Lu Zhishen heard this, he threw away his Zen staff, pulled the clothes on his chest, and strode forward.

Seeing that this monk was quite bold, Wu Song also abandoned his weapon, led him forward, and thought to himself: "This monk is a good man, you have to be lighter later, don't take his life." ”

Although Wu Song did not formally apprentice to Zhou Tong, he also studied in the martial arts hall under him for two years, and he was quite true, and his reputation rose after fighting the tiger in Jingyanggang, and he felt that he was already a top character in the world's false form realm, and he was somewhat complacent.

As soon as the two of them exchanged a few moves, Lu Zhishen punched an old fist on the arm of Wu Song, who was a little careless.

This punch was quite heavy, which made Wu Song grin, and he didn't dare to have a trace of contempt, so he only unfolded his proud mandarin duck legs and flipping fists one by one, but he only moved back to the situation, and it was difficult to defeat this monk for a while.

Not good! Brother Lee! This monk is so good, and the blue-faced man's martial arts are probably not bad.

The two fought for a while, Wu Song looked empty, stretched out his arms, and the spine dragon exerted his strength, and with the power of Lu Zhishen's punch, he floated back, and looked at the side of Li Hao behind.

Then he saw that Li Hao was beating the blue-faced man on the other side who seemed to be also at the peak of the False Form Realm.

Wu Song let himself deal with this Yang Zhi, but Li Hao refused in his heart.

It's not that he can't beat him, but with all his means, this Yang Zhi is not his opponent. But Li Hao didn't want to show too much 'strangeness', so it was a little difficult

Looking at Yang Zhi, who had already dismounted and stood with a knife, Li Hao silently took out the chicken and dialed a number.

Anyway, now the middle and high-level of the beggar gang are equipped with hand chickens, and it is easy to explain to Wu Song and them later.

Qiao Feng fights on behalf of him, online!

I am standing, wolf smoke rises in the gale, and the north of the country looks at the man to be self-reliant.

There are several heroic songs circulating in his brain, Li Hao only feels that there is pride in his chest, and a set of dragon palms is getting more and more energetic. When they first met, they were only on an equal footing with Yang Zhi, and it didn't take long for them to completely suppress him.

Seeing that Li Hao was okay over there, Wu Song calmed down, suddenly laughed, and said to Lu Zhishen, who didn't take the opportunity to pursue:

"Great monk, you are also a character. It's hard to distinguish between victory and defeat in fists and feet, so why don't you compare weapons again? ”

"Good!" Lu Zhishen chuckled, "Your fists and feet are really powerful, admire!" Weapons are better than weapons! ”

The two of them took their weapons at the same time, and each hymn numbered:

"Wutai cuts his hair and doesn't participate in Zen, he holds a stick alone and kills people!"

"Fight the tiger and be brave, and kill people with blood and clothes."

Wu Song's eyes widened angrily, giving birth to a dragon-headed jackal body, and exhaling Ling Ran; Lu Zhishen suddenly became black and white, fat and strong, and he was cute.

After the two changed, it should have been tense, and the big war was about to start. But after looking at each other, they all asked in surprise:

"False Iron Eater (Jairus), aren't you Nalu Tishi (Wu Erlang)?"

On Erlong Mountain, the chips are staggered, and the cups and plates are messy.

"The two brothers of the martial arts family and Brother Li, it's really rude, look at it this time!" Lu Zhi blushed and slapped his thigh again,

"I'll toast you again!"

Lu Zhishen took the big bowl, drank a bowl with Li Hao and Wu Song, and then when he saluted Wu Dalang, he knocked him down in half a bowl.

Yang Zhi is a person who can't speak, so he quipped immediately:

"Erlang, your brother is a compatriot of your mother, but it is very different! One for the dragon, one for the dragon."

Speaking of this, he felt speechless, hurriedly stopped, and raised the wine to toast Wu Song.

Wu Song didn't feel embarrassed, he had heard this kind of talk a lot since he was a child, but he patted his brother's back with some pity to help him calm down, and then said softly:

"My brother is a good and gentle man, but it is a pity that he is the one who suffers the most in this world. It's a pity that my brother has no talent in martial arts, otherwise it would be better to practice to a false form anyway. ”

"Erlang is a friendly brother, and a true gentleman!" Li Hao found the insertion point, saw the stitches, and began to flicker:

"I have a wonderful method that can increase the courage in Da Lang's chest and let him practice martial arts with half the effort!"

Oh? Not only Wu Song, but also Lu Zhishen and Yang Zhi were interested: At this age, this short and weak body, such a poor root bone, can it be saved?

"It's just that this law has a lot to stake, and I can trust a few brothers, it's just." Li Haoshen was mysterious, which aroused the interest of several people.

So the large-scale gambling scene began, this gambling curse hit five thunders every day, and that one said to be fried.

After a few people finished gambling and cursing, Li Hao felt that his mood was almost the same, so he asked Wu Songdao:

"If I say that the Qiao gang leader of the beggar gang can beat two Zhou Dong heroes now, do you believe it or not?"

"How is this possible?" Wu Song stood up suddenly: "Back then, Qiao Feng only narrowly defeated Master Zhou, both of them were at the peak of their true form, how could they beat two Master Zhou?" ”

"Yes! The pinnacle of true form. Li Hao's voice was a little inexplicably weird, "But what if, Gang Master Qiao has taken another half step on this peak of true form?" ”

Of course not!

But my golden crow baby has indeed greatly improved his combat effectiveness under my training!

Half-truths are so deceiving!

Wu Song's expressions changed greatly, and they were silent for a while. The more martial artists are, the more they can feel how shocking this fluttering 'half-step' is.

Li Hao waited for them to slow down for a while before he continued to flicker:

"The reason why I fought with Brother Yang before was the divine power given by the Qiao Gang Leader after he went further.

This power can strengthen the body, strengthen the courage of the people, and also get some martial arts insights from the helper. If there is a law like this, why worry about not being able to practice martial arts? ”

Li Hao then talked about the wonders of this Qiao Gang's main god playing like a missionary, and as he spoke, a voice suddenly interjected:

"I'd like to practice! Please also teach me Brother Li! ”

Wu Da didn't know when he woke up, and he had been listening to Li Hao's story, and now his eyes were red, like a mad demon.

When the opportunity really comes, honest people will erupt like a volcano.

Mouth a thousand times, it is better to see is believing. Li Hao gave Wuda a hand chicken on the spot and taught him to call Qiao's helpline.

Wu Da attracted Qiao Feng's naked body into his body according to the law, his height immediately increased by a few inches, he was full of anger when he spoke, and he was also atmospheric when he drank, and he had a heroic spirit.

Li Hao let him follow his instinct and use his fists and feet, and sure enough, he also fought vigorously and decently.

Wu Song and the others were amazed.

Li Hao's wolf ambition was soon exposed, and he began to persuade one by one with the strength of wine:

"Brother Yang Zhi, you are the descendant of the Yang family general, and you are a coward, isn't it! Why don't you go with me to the beggar gang, you know, the beggar gang has also been supporting the anti-Liao and anti-Western Xia.

Master Lu, you were born in the army, and you entered Buddhism, killing and robbing people have karma! Why don't you go with me, beggars help with good wine and good meat! ”

When the banquet ended, the two of them had already been moved by Li Hao's words.

After the banquet was dispersed, Qiao Feng's blessing and dissipated Wuda turned back into a short and poor man.

Silently returned to the room arranged by the cottage, he wanted to go to bed, but was pushed by his wife and ridiculed and reprimanded.

This is his daily life, but today I don't know if it was because of the alcohol or the influence of Qiao Feng's possession, Wu Da only felt that there was a fire in his chest.

He tore off the futon, and under Pan Jinlian's surprised gaze and scolding, he slapped her plump a few times.

"Don't! What are you doing? You are crazy? ”

In the sound of Pan Jinlian's horn of attack, Wu Da turned over and turned from a cowardly soldier to a brave and fearless general.

The wind stopped and the rain fell, and there were several degrees of spring and autumn.

There was a hoarse cry of a kitten in the house.

(End of chapter)