Lu Sanchuan, who was mixed in the crowd, didn't recognize the person, but he saw that the person was tall and big, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, very majestic, and a glaive knife made of dark iron in his hand, which seemed to be not light. He whispered to Su Qing and asked, "Qing'er, who is this?"

Su Qing's face was solemn, he looked at the big man standing in the ring like a mountain peak, and said softly, "That is the bloody hand Rulai, the law number single light." Legend has it that the string of agate beads around his neck was originally emerald green, soaked in too much blood, and it became what it is now. ”

Lu Sanchuan's heart sank, "Doesn't the monk have five precepts?"

Su Qing said, "He is not a monk, and he also took the Dharma name himself." This monk's favorite thing is to drink wine, eat meat, and visit the Qinglou. ”

Shan Deng in the ring was very angry when he saw that no one came up to compete with him, and he lifted the glaive knife slightly, slammed the pestle, and shouted, "Damn, calves, no one dares to come up and fight with Lao Tzu?"

The shouting shook the ears of those present.

Lu Sanchuan couldn't help but tighten his eyebrows, revealing a look of disgust, "This monk is full of foul language, it's really a shame for Buddhism." ”

At this moment, Shan Deng sneezed, and then scolded the audience, "Damn, who is chewing the root of Lao Tzu's tongue behind his back, and there is a kind of competition!"

Although there are many people who come for the position of the leader of the alliance, but seeing that the first person to appear is the bloody hand who has been famous for a long time, where is there anyone who is not afraid of death who dares to come to power?

But there was a hunchbacked old man, trembling and trembling to climb into the ring, after climbing into the ring, seeing that his elbows and knees were stained with dust, he raised his hands like dead trees and patted them gently, while muttering to himself, "This is a newly bought garment, but it must not be soiled." ”

Seeing that his first opponent was actually a weak old man, Shan Deng couldn't help but be a little annoyed, his eyes squinted, and he scolded, "Old thing, is this the place where you should come?"

The old man looked down at the ground, then looked up at Zhang Yi and the other four people sitting on the chair, and said with a smile, "Yes." ”

The fifth Ming from the right snorted coldly, and said in his heart: Where did the old thing come from, I don't know whether to live or die!

Zhang Yi, who was third from the right, turned his head to look at Dai Ender and whispered, "Brother Dai, do you know this old man?"

Dainde shook his head, "Forgive Dai for being unheard. ”

Zhang Yi asked Qin Yi again, and Qin Yi also shook his head.

Wu Ming felt that these three people were a little funny, as if they were trying to mock the old man, and deliberately said loudly, "Do you still need to guess? Look at his posture on stage, he is a bad old man who has lost his way!"

The old man was not angry, smiled and narrowed his eyes, and bowed to the four chairs, "I have seen the four masters. ”

Zhang Yi, Dai Ende and Qin Yi hurriedly got up and saluted the old man back, "Old man, what a courtesy!"

Zhang Yidao, "Old man, if you really come for the competition, you can start." ”

The old man squinted his eyes and glanced at the single light, "I'll wait for him to make a move!"

Single-headedly was annoyed, his eyebrows were upside down, and he lifted the heavy glaive knife and danced in a circle, the tip of the knife pointed directly at the old man, "Old thing, watch me cut you in half with one sword!"

Everyone in the audience sweated for the old man.

The old man didn't move, and when he saw the single lamp raising his knife to slash, he took a step back, and the glaive knife slashed an inch or so under his chin. He smiled, "You're welcome, just come." ”

Shan Deng saw that he had slashed into the air with a knife, and he was already furious, and when he heard the old man's kind words, his anger was even worse, and he roared, holding the handle of the knife with both hands, and stabbed at the old man.

The old man slid backwards again, the tip of his knife stopping an inch in front of his chest.

Single Light's right foot kicked the ground, and he was about to continue to send the Glaive Knife forward, but the old man took a step back and pinched the blade with his handle, but Shan Deng felt as if a pair of iron tongs were clamping the Glaive Knife, unable to move.

The old man smiled, "The monk is strong and strong, and his sword skills are fierce, but there is no doubt about it at the end of the paper." ”

Where can the single light listen, he blushed, and tried hard to withdraw the glaive.

The old man was still squinting. His face was dark, apparently the result of prolonged exposure to the sun. "You want it? ”

As soon as he let go of his hand, the knife was powerless, and the single light took two large steps back, and then took a step with his right foot to stabilize his body. That kick made a dent in the hard ring.

Shan Deng finally stopped looking at no one, and was uncharacteristically silent for a moment, then suddenly sneered, and his eyes sprayed a terrifying murderous aura, "It turned out to be Tsuruhand." Long time no see. ”

The old man put his hands behind his back and smiled, "It's rare, it's rare, the monk still remembers me." ”

There was an uproar in the audience.

Lu Sanchuan saw that everyone was shocked, so he asked, "Qing'er, who is the crane hand?"

Su Qingdao said, "Many years ago, the crane hand and the bloody hand were close friends, one was good at grappling, the kung fu in his hands was as delicate as silk, and the other was good at palming, fierce and decisive, destroying the withering and decaying. The two of them have similar personalities, they like to drink flower wine and visit Qinglou, and they also like to eat big meat and foul mouth, and they have no interest in fame, fortune and status. In the rivers and lakes, the two are collectively called 'heaven and earth'. It's just that one day, Bloody Hand Ru came to see the fireworks woman in a green building in Fujian, and wanted to raise her hair and return to the vulgar and marry the fireworks woman as his wife, but Crane Hand raped the fireworks woman first and then killed her, and also screwed off the head of the fireworks woman and gave it to Bloody Hand Rulai as a gift. The two broke up. In order to clear the relationship with the crane hand, the bloody hand Rulai also practiced the knife technique, and the move 'big tribute' is the good skill of the bloody hand Rulai. ”

Lu Sanchuan couldn't help but gasp, "This old man seems to be kind-faced, but he is so ruthless. ”

In the ring, the single light held the Glaive Knife tighter. He thought of Nangong Yangliu's death, and his heart still ached faintly, and the hand holding the Glaive Knife made a "gurgling" sound due to excessive force. "How could I have forgotten you, my good brother. ”

The old man finally stopped putting on a smiling face, looked embarrassed, sighed and shook his head, "Until now, you still don't understand my good intentions..."

"I understand you fart! Old thing, I have to kill you today!" Shan Deng shouted, and the glaive knife weighing more than eighty catties in his hand was like a willow branch, and shot towards the crane hand Liu Ill.

Liu Yi's originally half-squinted eyes suddenly widened, and he hurriedly flashed to the side.

The glaive knife flew past Liu Yi's side, bringing a gust of strong wind, and flew more than a hundred zhang before it fell and was inserted into the soil.

Rao is Liu Ill's superior finger strength, but he doesn't dare to take it hard, how can his flesh and blood dare to compete with steel?

Liu Yi knew that Shan Deng was angry, and he really wanted to kill himself. He knew that verbal persuasion was useless, so he had no choice but to put up his hands and respond with force.