If Yang Tiansheng's "competing with the sun" is just a jumping candle.

Then his father's "competing with the sun" is a raging fire!

The gap is so big that it can't be reasoned!

Facing Yang Yinghao's sword unity, Yu Cangshan glanced at it, and ran away without hesitation, without even symbolizing the meaning of resisting for a moment......

The sword qi that hit the air tore apart the two bungalows, and the fragments of the eaves that flew all over the sky were like soot fluttering in a fire......

Yang Ge opened his mouth and looked up at the fragments of the eaves in the sky, and after a few seconds, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, turned his head and said to Yang Tiansheng: "You really didn't brag, uncle can really beat me!" ”

He had to remember that this right envoy of the Ming Sect was not the top true giant.

At least he is not among the "four olds, seven heroes and twelve heroes" on the list of heroes in the rivers and lakes.

But Yang Yinghao's sword has already made Yang Ge feel ...... The gap between the true and the true is simply bigger than the gap between the true and the sea of qi!

He's too far away!

Hearing Yang Ge's words, Yang Tiansheng was rarely not proud, but replied in a confused low voice: "It's the first time I've seen this old man take it seriously...... He's so strong! ”

I don't know why, when I heard Yang Tiansheng's words, Yang Ge was suddenly not so shocked, and even wanted to laugh a little......

He had already imagined that in order to show his hand in front of his own rabbit cubs, this right envoy of the Ming Sect used all his strength to eat milk and wielded the hideous face of this sword.

An old father who is going to be strong all his life......

"Alright, you work harder!"

Yang Ge looked at the back of Yang Yinghao, who was chasing Yucang Mountain, and patted Yang Tiansheng on the shoulder: "I can be as strong as my uncle in the future!" ”

Yang Tiansheng nodded vigorously, and finally suddenly came back to his senses, and scolded angrily: ", you take advantage of the master again!" ”

Yang Ge laughed, lowered his head and looked at the crazy monk who had not moved not far in front of him, and moved his right ankle again, which was aching: "After gossiping, what is this crazy monk doing?" ”

"His copper skin and iron bones are too evil, I just cut him with no less than a hundred knives, and the oily skin has not been broken!"

Having said that, he was sure in his heart that the internal injuries of this mad monk must not be light!

The previous move, "Wind Howling Valley", he just suffered the shock of the force, and he damaged the meridians and injured the muscles and bones!

This crazy monk ate all his strength firmly, how could he be unscathed!

No matter how awesome you are, it is impossible to train all the internal organs into copper skin and iron bones, right?

If it weren't for that, how could this mad monk honestly stand there without moving?

"What nonsense are you talking about? He practiced "King Kong is not bad", the strongest horizontal martial arts in the world! ”

Yang Tiansheng said with contempt: "If he is stabbed to death by you three or two times, Shaolin Temple will have to put you on the wall for offering!" ”

"Really?"

Yang Ge realized, and tightened the oxtail knife in his hand with both hands.

He's in terrible shape.

The meridians were damaged, the bones of the chest and feet were cracked, and the true qi in the body was less than thirty percent, and it was still a mess......

But it doesn't matter.

Anyway, he only had one sword left.

If that knife can't kill this crazy monk......

It doesn't make a difference whether you get hurt or not.

"Hey, mad monk, can you talk?"

Yang Ge shouted: "Aren't you just taking money to do things? How much does the building give you? I'm out double! ”

When the mad monk heard this, he tilted his head, and replied as if he was puzzled: "Why does the layman insist on refusing to let the old monk cross you, doesn't the layman want to become a Buddha?" ”

Yang Ge can only express the idea of mental illness, which normal people really can't understand: "I've heard that transitional people become monks, and I have also heard that transitional ghosts die in bliss, and the living people become ghosts. ”

The mad monk shook his head: "Fallacy, fallacy, laymen save the suffering, save all sentient beings, are people with great merits, they will only go to the west to become a Buddha, and will not go down to the underworld to re-enter the six realms of reincarnation, this is a great joy!" ”

Yang Ge: "Since I have great merit, shouldn't you, as a monk, respect me?" Why did you kill me? ”

He had heard the mad monk say this theory several times, and he thought it was just a pretext for the mad monk to kill him, just like the famous sentence "I have a relationship with the Western religion".

But now it seems that this crazy monk really believes in his crooked theory!

The mad monk shook his head again: "The layman is in the face, all living beings are suffering, all aspects are nothing, the layman saves the suffering, and purifies all sentient beings, there are both great merits and great cause and effect, the old monk is to respect the layman, respect the layman, and come to the layman to end the cause and effect, and ascend to bliss early, if you can cross the layman to become a Buddha, you can win the 100,000 Prajna Heart Sutra." ”

Yang Ge pondered for a long time, and finally figured out the taste......

The theory of the mad monk is a bit of the crooked theory of "don't easily intervene in the cause and effect of others, otherwise you will bear the fate of others, even if you are the parents of this life, don't cross them", which is all the way.

In this theory, he did good deeds, saved many people, and while he had merit, he also bore the suffering of those people, and the mad monk came to kill him, just to help him end those causes and effects, to transcend those sufferings......

At this thought, Yang Ge suddenly asked, "Do you know who I am?" ”

The mad monk looked at him blankly and replied, "The layman's surname is Zhang, and his name is Mazi." ”

Yang Ge waved his hand and said seriously: "Wrong, my surname is Yang, my name is Erlang, I am an eagle dog of the imperial court, I don't do good things in my life, I specialize in killing people and setting fires, persecuting Zhongliang, and mutilating the people...... Didn't you hear them call me Yang Erlang? ”

"Amitabha."

The mad monk recited a Buddha horn and said solemnly: "Do you think that the old monk is a madman?" The golden light of merit and karmic karma on the layman's body are as bright as the glow and sinking as a cloud of lead, and the old monk knows at a glance, how can he make a mistake? ”

Yang Ge sighed lightly, turned his head and said to Yang Tiansheng very seriously: "This monk is really crazy, and he is not crazy. ”

Yang Tiansheng looked at him with a foolish look: "I know that he is crazy, and you have been fighting with him for so long, I think you are also crazy." ”

Yang Ge was speechless, so he could only turn around and continue to say to the crazy monk: "Monk, the world is very interesting, I don't want to become a Buddha yet, can you let me go?" ”

The mad monk chanted the Buddha's horn again, and said solemnly: "This is the way of the old monk's practice, please don't shirk it!" ”

Yang Ge also shook his head solemnly: "Your path is wrong, you are not a guardian, and this red dust world has not become better because of your cultivation, you are not cultivating Buddha, but demons!" ”

The mad monk sighed heavily: "The karma of the layman is too deep, no matter what, the old monk still has a wave of palms, which can be used as a slap in the face to help the layman become enlightened." ”

Yang Ge talked to him for a long time, and finally adjusted his true qi, and replied: "Coincidentally, I also have a sword technique, which can send you to the eighteenth layer of hell!" ”

The mad monk clasped his hands together: "The Buddha said, 'If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell'!" ”

Yang Ge took a deep breath: "My dad also said it...... My hot horse! ”

The mad monk, who also suppressed the internal organ injury, put down his hands and walked towards Yang Ge step by step with an expressionless face.

Yang Ge slowly closed his eyes, and the image of a torrent in his mind had just risen, but it had disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Instead......

It's the ledger of the Long Wind Gang.

It is the testimony of corrupt officials.

It is the crowd of people in Yangzhou who surround the government.

It was King Ning's staff Zheng Shiquan who sneered fearlessly.

It was the arrogance of three or four hundred masked assassins who stormed the gate of the palace......

When he opened his eyes, the mad monk had already walked five feet in front of him, picked up the palm of the big fan, and clasped it towards his heavenly spirit cover.

A single margin.

Yang Ge exhaled.

In the next second, he swung his knife violently with both hands, as fast as lightning and as thunder.

In an instant, a bright sword light flashed the eyes of everyone present.

But when they followed the snow light and looked over, they saw the tower-like mad monk, standing in front of Yang Ge, holding his hands the size of a fan, but he didn't move.

And Yang Ge half-squatted, his hands pressed the oxtail knife on the ground, panting violently, a large amount of blood gushed out of his mouth and nose, and dripped on the long knife in a line.

I don't know how long it took.

Maybe it's three breaths, it's ten breaths.

The oxtail knife in Yang Ge's hand suddenly shattered inch by inch, and a two-story attic five zhang away behind the mad monk collapsed into a passage that could accommodate two people walking side by side.

Yang Ge slowly straightened up and gently pushed the tower-like mad monk in front of him, and the mad monk fell straight and straight backwards, smashed to the ground, and fell in half......

Yang Tiansheng on the side, his eyes were stunned and looked at this scene, his mouth was bigger than the sword that Yang Ge saw Yang Yinghao just now!

After a while, he came back to his senses, stretched his neck and swallowed hard, Nana said in a low voice: "Master is bragging, my father...... I really can't beat three of you! ”

He was standing beside Yang Ge, and Yang Ge's knife was not seen clearly by others, but he could see it clearly.

That amazing knife, his own father couldn't catch it, he really didn't have confidence......

Yang Ge smiled, and opened his mouth to joke with him, but a large mouthful of blood spurted out.

In the next second, he only felt that it was dark in front of him, and the whole person softened all of a sudden.

Yang Tiansheng hurriedly supported him, looked up and shouted at the stunned embroidered wrestlers around him: "Are you watching the play? Hack these crumbs! ”

A group of embroidered wrestlers came to their senses.

I don't know who howled, and the two hundred embroidered wrestlers suddenly gave up the battle formation, raised the oxtail knife and rushed towards the black-clothed assassins of the Qi Sea Realm who had been pressing them all the time!

It seems that they were the ones who slashed the knife!

And the black-clothed assassin who was on a rampage like a tiger entering a flock of sheep is suddenly like a lost dog with a broken backbone, retreating and scattering in a hurry.

It's as if the knife just now was slashed at them!

Yang Tiansheng relieved himself after a few glances, reached under Yang Ge's nose and probed, and then hurriedly took out a half-deflated small silver bottle from his arms, shivered and bit the cork, first poured two into his mouth, and then pried open his mouth with one hand, and poured two into Yang Ge's mouth.

When he was done, he was afraid that Yang Ge would not know how to swallow, so he slapped Yang Ge's big mouth and pulled his collar and shook it vigorously: "Wake up, take medicine, wake up quickly......"

"Don't shake it, if you shake him again, you will really shake him to the western sky."

A familiar voice suddenly sounded beside him, and as soon as he looked up, he saw a familiar figure standing in front of him, holding a bloody head in one hand and a square-headed thick-backed machete in the other.

He didn't even glance at the dead man's head that had just beaten him up, and dragged Yang Ge to his father: "Dad, look at this guy, why do I feel that he is out of breath?" ”

Yang Yinghao was still wearing a black scarf to hide his face, threw the dead man's head and machete in his hand when he heard the sound, frowned and put one hand on the main artery in Yang Ge's neck, and the other hand on Yang Ge's left wrist.

After two or three breaths, his brows relaxed: "It's not a big problem, it's just that the mind is too exhausted and out of strength." ”

He spoke lightly.

The subordinate quickly took out a golden vial from his waist, uncorked it and poured two into Yang Ge's mouth.

Yang Tiansheng saw the golden vial, and the anxiety between his eyebrows calmed down.

After Yang Yinghao put away the medicine, he turned around and glanced at the house that had collapsed out of a passage on the opposite side, and said in surprise: "The future is terrifying!" ”

Yang Tiansheng asked stupidly: "Dad, can you catch that knife?" ”

Yang Yinghao raised his hand and slapped his head crookedly: "Bastard thing!" ”

Yang Tiansheng covered his head aggrievedly, not daring to be angry or speak.

Yang Yinghao glanced at him, laughed and rubbed his head, and instructed: "Use your brain more in the future, you must be able to distinguish between relatives and relatives, and don't take care of everything on your own head...... But this time you did a good job, you didn't look away! ”

He had already arrived.

But it was when Yang Ge risked his life to protect Yang Tiansheng's life that he appeared.

Yang Tiansheng whispered: "Then you still beat me?" ”

Yang Yinghao angrily stretched out an index finger and knocked on Yang Tiansheng's head: "Lao Tzu is talking about the way of doing things, the way of doing things, you pig brains ......"

Yang Tiansheng hurriedly covered his head and nodded like pounding garlic: "Yes, yes, I am a pig, I am a pig......"

Angry, Yang Yinghao turned around and left: "Rotten wood can't be carved...... I also brought the Five Elements Sanren, you go to greet yourself, and when you're done, hurry home and go home, your mother is about to get sick! ”

After walking a few steps, he stopped again and looked back at Yang Ge in Yang Tiansheng's arms: "Call this kid too, your mother hasn't made Sixi Pills for some time......

Yang Tiansheng's eyes suddenly lit up: "Dad, doesn't the little sister look at the Xu family's bastard?" This guy is not bad, he is not bad, his martial arts are good, and he has good cooking skills that can open a big restaurant, which is worse than me, if my little sister can make a pair with him, it will be serious! ”

Want to be a brother to the master? Grandmother!

Yang Yinghao was stunned, came back to his senses and scolded lightly "no face and no skin", turned his head and left.

PS1: Two more to send ......

PS2: Middle-aged writer, it's really a shame.

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