Xuan Ci said: "The old man should use the Donkey Kong palm of his own sect to take over the immortal magic skills of the Sun gang leader, and use the demon slaying Zen staff to meet the dog beating stick of the beggar gang for a while. Alas, the Shaolin faction and your gang have been friends for generations, these kinds of martial arts, have always been learned and pondered, and have never been used to fight against each other, the old man is not virtuous, but he is ashamed of the leaders of the beggar gang and the heads of the Shaolin faction. ”

With both palms together, it is the starting hand of Donkey Kong's palm, "saluting as come", and the face is amiable, but the belt of the monk's robe shoots straight out to the left and right, which shows that this move contains a deep internal force.

Sun Zhiyi didn't talk even more, his left hand volleyed out, his right palm followed by the extremely fast split, the left palm force came first, the right palm force came first, the two forces staggered forward, extremely weird, the two palm forces met halfway, the sound of the wave canceled each other, but they heard two sneering sounds, and the two ends of the belt around Xuan Ci's waist were cut off at the same time, and they flew out to the left and right.

Sun Zhiyi's two palms had a wide range of palms, and the strength of attacking Xuan Ci's body was dissipated by the defensive position of "saluting Rulai", but the belt that Xuan Ci floated to his side was broken by his palm power.

When the Shaolin monks and the heroes saw each other, they shouted one after another: "This is the evil martial arts of the Guanshan Sea!" "It's not the beggar gang to pass on the palm technique!" "It's not the beggar gang kung fu!" Some of the beggar gang disciples even shouted: "Let's compete with the Shaolin faction, we can't make the evil sect kung fu!"

"Gang master, you should make your own sect master!" "If you make the evil sect kung fu, you will not lose the face of the beggar gang." ”

Sun Zhiyi heard the shouts of the crowd, and couldn't help but hesitate, and he couldn't use the second move.

The people of Guanshan Haimen shouted one after another: "The magic skills of Guanshan Haimen are much stronger than those of the beggar gang, why don't you make the strong ones, but make the bad ones?"

"Senior Brother Sun, go again! Of course, you have to use the divine skills passed on to you by your teacher to slaughter the old monk!" "This sect's divine skills are the first in the world, invincible, and invincible." Beggar stinky palms, bullshit is not worth it!"

In the midst of the uproar, I suddenly heard a majestic voice under the mountain say: "Who said that the martial arts of Guanshan and Hai are better than the palm of the beggar gang?"

The voice was not very loud, but it clearly came into everyone's ears, and everyone was stunned for a moment, and they all stopped.

But the sound of hooves was like thunder, and more than ten horses swept up the mountain like a gallop. Immediately the passengers are all dark thin felt, inside the dark cloth, but see people like tigers, horses like dragons, people are agile, horses are also majestic, each horse is high head and long legs, black hair all over, run to the near, the eyes of the heroes are bright, the golden light is shining, but see that the hooves of each horse are actually gold.

There were a total of 19 horsemen, although the number was not very large, but the momentum was strong, but it seemed to be like a thousand horses, the first 18 horses rushed to the nearest, pulled the horses to both sides, and the last horse galloped out of it.

In the midst of the beggars, a large crowd suddenly shouted, "It's him, it's him!" Hundreds of gangers galloped out of the crowd and bowed down in front of the centaurs.

This person is Xiao Wangchun, since he was expelled from the beggar gang, only the disciples in the gang regarded him as a grudge, never expected that the enemy and me had been divided, there were still so many old brothers so enthusiastic to come to see, suddenly the blood surged, the tiger eyes were tearful, turned over and dismounted, hugged his fists and returned the salute, and said: "I laughed at the fact that I was expelled from the gang, and I have nothing to do with the beggar gang." Why do you still call you the old days? Brothers, don't come here and everything is well?"

In the last sentence, the meaning of the old love fist is actually unbearable.

Most of the people who came to see were the three or four bags of disciples in the gang. One or two bags of disciples are junior newcomers, and they rarely have the opportunity to meet Xiao Wangchun, but more than five or six bags of disciples are strict with Yixia's defense, and they are older and respectful, and they are not as dry as young people with hot intestines, and they rarely have any worries.

When these hundreds of disciples heard him say this, they saved themselves from acting too impulsively, this "laughing gang leader" is a big opponent and an outsider, and the gang has long known it, why did they suddenly see him appear, and their love was born spontaneously, and they actually forgot about this important event?

Some people bowed their heads and retreated, but there were still many humanitarians: "Laugh...... Laugh...... Hello old man, since goodbye, we will be ...... day long I don't miss you. ”

On that day, Wu Yi suddenly went out and did not return, and there was no news for several days, so Xiao Wangchun was very anxious and sent a large number of spies to search. After a few months, she was finally rewarded by saying that she was trapped in a beggar gang and that the Iron Lords were with her.

When Xiao Wangchun heard this, he was very frightened, thinking that the beggar gang hated himself and cut his teeth, and this time Wu Yi was taken captive, he must have taken her as a hostage and coerced him, and he had to rescue her immediately.

At that moment, he informed Emperor Liao, took a leave of absence for two months, and handed over the military and political affairs of this court to Yelu Moge, the privy envoy in the south, to do it on his behalf, and came from the south.

Xiao Wangchun returned to the Central Plains this time, but he still came prepared, and the "Yanyun Eighteen Riders" selected were all the top masters in the Guanwai Fanbang. The last time he fought alone in Erlongzhuang, if it weren't for a big hero who suddenly appeared to save him, it would be inevitable to divide the corpse with a knife, it can be seen that no matter how strong the martial arts are, it is really necessary to fight one against a hundred, after all, it can't, now with Yanyun eighteen horsemen, everyone can be one when ten, plus the crotch mounts are all thousands of miles of good horses, when it is critical, if you only want to get out, it is not difficult.

When the group came to Henan, Xiao Wangchun grabbed a low-bag disciple of the beggar gang and inquired, and learned that Wu Yi was blind and inseparable from the new gang leader every day, and at this moment he had gone to Shaolin Temple with the new gang leader.

Xiao Wangchun's anger increased, thinking that Wu Yi was blinded, and he was subjected to all kinds of cruel abuse and torture in the beggar gang, which can be imagined, and immediately chased to Shaolin Temple, hoping to meet on the way, and robbed himself, so that he didn't have to meet with the monks of Shaolin Temple again.

When I came to Shaomu Mountain, I heard the people of Guanshan Haimen blowing from afar, saying that the martial arts of Guanshan and Haimen were far superior to the beggars, and I couldn't help but be angry.

Although he is no longer the leader of the beggar gang, but the beggar gang's miraculous skills are personally taught by the teacher, how can he allow others to wantonly slander him? After immediately coming to the mountain, and meeting with the three or four bags of disciples of the beggar gang, at a glance, he saw that Ding Mohan was holding a purple-clothed girl in his hand, with a graceful figure and a snow-white melon seed face, it was Wu Yi. But seeing that her eyes were dull, her pupils were destroyed, and she was already blind.

Xiao Wangchun was regretful and angry in his heart, and immediately strode forward, with a stroke of his left hand and a palm of his right hand, he hit Ding Mohan, it was a move of the beggar gang to descend the dragon and eighteen palms "Kanglong has regrets", when he came out of the palm, there were still fifteen or sixteen zhang away from Ding Mohan, but when it came to it, when the force was born, the distance between the two was only seven or eight zhang.

Among the martial arts in the world, no matter how strong your palm is, there will never be a palm that can hit beyond five zhang. Ding Mohan had heard of the name of "Golden Dart Man, Laughing and Forgetting Spring", and he never underestimated him, but when he saw him palm from fifteen or sixteen zhang away, he never expected that this palm was aimed at himself.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Wangchun came out with a palm, and his body had been grabbed three or four feet away from him, and it was another move "Kanglong has regrets", the back palm pushed the front palm, and the two palms were together with strength, and the overwhelming pressure was coming.

In just an instant, Ding Mohan felt that his breath was suffocating, and the opponent's palm power was like a raging tide, unstoppable, and like an invisible high wall, rushing towards him.