The previous document said that Murong Liang fought with the Five Yin swordsman Zhuang Ziqin for a while, and found that he was really not Zhuang Ziqin's opponent, so he moved the idea of retreating. Thinking of doing it, he jumped out of the circle with a false move, and shouted at Zhuang Ziqin: "Five Yin swordsman, in today's battle, I know that I am not an opponent." Stand aside for the time being, let's come to Japan for a long time!"

Zhuang Ziqin watched Murong Liang get out of the ring unusually, and looked out of the ring and said with a smile: "Heavenly Sword Zhenren, since you have taken the initiative to retreat, then Zhuang Mou is also appreciative." But I still hope that the real person of the Heavenly Sword will take care of his body, and I hope that you and I will meet one day!"

These words made Murong Liang startled, and said in his heart that this insidious and cunning Five Yin swordsman had changed like this? The book said that in fact, Zhuang Ziqin had not changed anything, this person was not only insidious but also vicious, since he recognized that Murong Liang was the enemy who hunted down and killed their senior brother that day, he naturally would not let him go easily. The reason why he did this was because he saw one thing - just now before Jiang Honglie, the bloody hand flying sickle, released the poisonous powder - "100 days of dazzling anti-pupil sand".

It turned out that Jiang Honglie saw Murong Liang coming to power just now, and he knew that he might not be an opponent, so he had a bad idea and secretly released the "100-day dazzling anti-pupil sand". This thing is very terrifying, a little sticky on the body will be poisoned, after seven days of swollen and painful eyes, fifteen days later close to blindness, two months later there is no possibility of regaining vision, after a hundred days the gods are difficult to save and will die. Zhuang Ziqin is also a master of using poison, so he discovered Jiang Honglie's small actions, so he replaced Jiang Honglie, just to let Murong Liang go for the time being, so that his death would be even more ugly!

Sure enough, after the Eight Kings Fight was over, Murong Liang hurriedly returned to the Wuji Gate General Altar in Xiangyang, Hubei Province with his younger brother Murong Xi with a broken arm, but he didn't expect that his eyes would be sick when he walked on the road, and the accompanying disciples used all methods, but it had no effect. Before he could walk back to Xiangyang, he died halfway through. This also became one of the fuses of the later all-out war between the upper three and lower five gates. Of course, this is a later story.

Back in the ring, the five-yin swordsman Zhuang Ziqin went down again, and the people on the Dongcai platform couldn't sit still. Horse-faced Zhuge Yin Changfeng sneered: "Everyone, all of us here say that we are a rare master in the world, and now we have lost several games in a row, why don't you see all the masters go up and win for us for a while?"

There were a few grumpy people present who couldn't sit still, and they were about to stand up and go on stage, and the fastest one to rush was Xu Liang's mentor "Golden Eyes and Aggressiveness" Mei Liangzu. When Old Man Mei heard Yin Changfeng sneering, he stood up at that time, raised his legs and was about to go on stage, but was tightly held by Gu Yunfei and Xu Liang next to him.

Xu Liang hurriedly persuaded: "Master, don't make trouble, the one on the stage is not something you can deal with......"

Mei Liangzu didn't dare, and he wanted to go on stage, but a person next to him said in a deep voice: "Amitabha...... Old Master Mei, just rest for a while, the poor monk will meet this person when he goes up!"

Mei Liangzu turned his head and saw that it was not someone else who was speaking, but the abbot of the Shaolin Temple, "turning the tide and looking at the ten directions" Ouyang Zhonghui! Seeing that he was going into battle, Mei Liangzu stopped talking and quickly sat down to watch the battle.

Ouyang Zhonghui said as he threw off the wide monk's robe on his body, tightened the monk's robe inside, and tied his shoes well, then looked at the stands again, and then went to the ring with a move.

Zhuang Ziqin took a look, and a huge monk came up, this monk was quite tall, a pair of nine-turn lions cinnabar eyebrows under a pair of tiger eyes, big fat face, looking also kind eyebrows. Rosacea-nosed catfish mouth with three locks of long hair. He was dressed in gray monk's robes, folded his hands, and chanted the Buddha's name to himself. He recognized it on the spot, and hurriedly said: "Who should I be, it turns out to be the abbot master of Shaolin! Zhuang Ziqin is so polite." ”

"The Five Yin Swordsman is polite. Ouyang Zhonghui also leaned over slightly, nodded at Zhuang Ziqin and said, "The Five Yin swordsman is very good at kung fu, and the poor monk also knows it." But now that our side has lost several games in a row, the poor monk has to come out and meet the old swordsman. ”

There is a way that does not scold the smiling person at the beginning, and when he saw that Ouyang Zhonghui was so polite, Zhuang Ziqin had to get by on face, so he waved his hand and said: "The old abbot is polite, since he is here, he is here to fight." So I can't say what I have to say, but you are a dignified Shaolin authentic master, let's do it, it's not appropriate to use knives and guns after all, in my opinion, why don't we try our fists and feet, what do you think?"

The ranking officials have to ask, how could a person like Zhuang Ziqin suddenly be so polite? In fact, it was not that he was polite, but that Zhuang Ziqin had bad intentions. He knew that his ability might not be able to win Ouyang Zhonghui, but he wanted to give it a try, after all, if he could win against this old monk, then he would be famous all over the world. Therefore, Zhuang Ziqin moved the idea of using his fists and feet to compete, because most of his kung fu was on these five yin palms, so as long as he could hurt Ouyang Zhonghui with the five yin palms, it would be his victory.

Ouyang Zhonghui didn't refuse, but nodded and said, "Okay, since that's the case, according to what the Five Yin Swordsman said, please ask the old swordsman to make a move." After that, Ouyang Zhonghui put on a posture of worshipping the Buddha as a boy, and waited for Zhuang Ziqin to make a move.

Zhuang Ziqin looked at Ouyang Zhonghui and said in his heart Since you asked me to make a move, I am not welcome! Thinking of this, Zhuang Ziqin took an arrow step forward and slapped the top of Ouyang Zhonghui's head with one palm.

Ouyang Zhonghui's body didn't move, and he raised his right palm to take Zhuang Ziqin's palm. Zhuang Ziqin didn't shoot it, but turned his wrist over, turned his palm into a fist, and hit Ouyang Zhonghui's front heart instead. Ouyang Zhonghui stretched out his left palm and deflected Zhuang Ziqin's fist. Zhuang Ziqin took advantage of the situation to withdraw his right fist, and poked out his left palm, still hitting Ouyang Zhonghui's front heart.

Ouyang Zhonghui frowned, his left palm was still protected in front of his heart, and it was completely useless to call at this time. Although Ouyang Zhonghui was puzzled, he still leaned out his left palm and slapped Zhuang Ziqin in a decent manner.

Zhuang Ziqin's palm made Ouyang Zhonghui feel that his strength was not great, but it made his palm hurt. Quickly withdrew his hand and took a look, where it was opposite Zhuang Ziqin's palm, the skin instantly turned black and swollen, and at a glance, he knew that he had been poisoned.

Zhuang Ziqin laughed: "Old abbot, it's good to be in these five yin palms?"

Ouyang Zhonghui called the Buddha: "Amitabha Buddha is good, the old swordsman's hand is extremely poisonous, he really deserves to be a five-yin swordsman!" When Zhuang Ziqin saw Ouyang Zhonghui coming, he didn't care, he transported the poison in his palm, and hit Ouyang Zhonghui with a five-yin palm.

The two of them fought for more than 50 rounds in a row, and Ouyang Zhonghui and Zhuang Ziqin also had more than 20 palms, and at this time, Ouyang Zhonghui's hands were already swollen three times, and they looked like they were wearing two big gloves from a distance. The moves are also getting slower and slower, and the whole person makes Zhuangzi Qin force him to retreat. Zhuang Ziqin was happy in his heart, and said that I actually had a chance to defeat the dignified Shaolin abbot, so he also stepped up his attack.

The two fought for less than fifty rounds, Zhuang Ziqin finally caught Ouyang Zhonghui's flaw, first swept away Ouyang Zhonghui's fist with a five-five yin palm, and took advantage of the moment when Ouyang Zhonghui was in pain, Zhonggong went straight forward, and one palm hit the front heart of the old monk. This time he was proud in his heart, he used all the poisonous skills of his whole body with this palm, and he wanted to kill Ouyang Zhonghui with one palm.

But to his surprise, his palm hit Ouyang Zhonghui, but it was like hitting a piece of cotton, and he couldn't mix it up, but instead stuck his hand in it. Zhuang Ziqin hurriedly wanted to withdraw his hand, but found that his palm was only sucked! Zhuang Ziqin hurriedly hit Ouyang Zhonghui's body with another palm, but he didn't expect Ouyang Zhonghui to stretch out a swollen palm like a steamed bun to stop him.

The two of them palmed each other, and Zhuang Ziqin's hand was also tightly grasped by Ouyang Zhonghui and couldn't break free. Not only that, Zhuang Ziqin was also surprised to find that Ouyang Zhonghui's hand holding him was also rapidly decreasing its swelling, and it returned to its original state after a while, as if it had never been poisoned.

Ouyang Zhonghui took the opportunity to raise his free right fist and hit Zhuang Ziqin in the chest with a punch, knocking Zhuang Ziqin back seven or eight steps, and a mouthful of blood spurted out three feet away. Zhuang Ziqin shrank to the ground, looked at Ouyang Zhonghui in surprise, and asked intermittently, "You...... How are you...... How...... Broke my ...... Five Yin Palms ......"

Ouyang Zhonghui smiled slightly and said, "Your palm is just relying on the five yin poison power, pushing it into other people's meridians with the power of internal family power to poison it. I'm just using Shaolin's Dharma Ancestor Yijin Sutra Mental Method to transfer the toxicity in my body and then force it out of my body, come and see!" Ouyang Zhonghui said, took off the monk's shoes, and picked up the socks again.

Zhuang Ziqin took a look, and sure enough, a pool of poisonous water could be poured out of the monk's shoes, and at the same time, the socks were also dyed black by poison. Even Ouyang Zhonghui's feet have not completely eliminated the toxicity, and they are still a little red and swollen, but they are still swelling at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zhuang Ziqin sighed helplessly and fainted in the ring. Sima Lu below hurriedly called the little Taoist priest next to him to come to the stage and carry the person down and find a way to treat him.

Don't worry about it for the time being, Ouyang Zhonghui groaned in the ring for a while, draining the residual poison on his body through the soles of his feet, and then shouted loudly: "Amitabha, good, good." Poor monk Ouyang Zhonghui, which other master came to the stage to challenge?"

Someone on the side of Xicaitai shouted: "Old abbot, I am willing to give it a try!"

Everyone followed the prestige and saw a person flying into the ring. Ouyang Zhonghui looked at it and saw that the person who came was in his thirties, with sword eyebrows and tiger eyes, a straight nose and a square mouth, a black face, and a small black beard on his chin. He wears a black six-edged scarf on his head, a dark green dart master uniform, and a black soft scarf tied around his waist. Underneath are dark green bloomers, thin low boots, and a pair of meridian chicken feet and mandarin ducks hanging from their waists. The person who came was not a bystander, it was Xiong Jie, the swordsman who punched the Eight Desolations of Penglai Penglai!

If you want to know how Zhanyuan wins or loses, and see the next breakdown!