The door of life is born, the door of death is dead, and the door of life and death is opened. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The two eyebrow sticks attacked in unison, which really dazzled Sima Wuregret. Like two giant snakes flying into the air, Sima Wuregret has never seen any stick method, let alone knows what the truth of life and death, these two Huang Bu monk's exquisite stick methods are just two flexible long sticks in Sima Wuregret's eyes, but these two long sticks are surprisingly fast, one left and one right and one up and down, Sima Wuregret didn't know how to deal with it, so he simply picked up his own cattle chopping knife and swept it.

"...... Uproar"

The two long sticks hit the cattle chopper in the air, and they were immediately bounced off. The two yellow cloth monks looked at each other, and their expressions couldn't help but panic, the exquisite stick technique that they had been dancing for so long was broken by the young man in front of him with a random wave of the knife. The boss's psychology is very puzzled, this young man's knife skills are so clumsy, but they are very practical.

Immediately, the boss whispered, and the two yellow cloth monks raised their eyebrow sticks in unison, one left and one right, and then jumped high, which was exactly the killing move made by the old ambassador of Fangcai, which opened the world! At this time, the two yellow cloth monks jumped in mid-air, and the two eyebrow sticks, one left and one right, smashed down together.

Sima Wuregret immediately made a gesture to collect the knife, and then kicked the ground with both feet, and it turned out to be head-on, and with an ordinary draw, the cattle chopping knife weighing more than three catties was chopped out diagonally.

"Whoa!"

The cattle chopping knife and the two Qi Mei sticks met in the air, but soon this blow made the two yellow cloth monks deflated, and the two Qi Mei sticks did not take any advantage on the cattle cutting knife.

After one move, the eldest and second were repelled by four or five steps, and the two looked at each other.

"This ...... Our eyebrow sticks are made of the hardest mahogany, and they are ......."

The boss held his long stick tightly, this long stick had accompanied him for many years, but just now, after that blow, Sima Wu's cattle chopping knife actually left a deep slash mark on the Qi Mei stick, which made the boss feel heartbroken. The two yellow cloth monks looked at Sima Wuregret angrily, but now they don't dare to act rashly, who knows how capable this kid is.

"Aunt Zhao, Miss Wang, you take Miss Chen and Zhao Ye and leave quickly, go upstream along the river to find Brother Yang and Brother Li, go quickly!"

Got the opportunity, Sima Wuregret immediately turned around and called out to everyone, Zhao Er was seriously injured, and finally Aunt Zhao and Faye Wong helped him up, but now the eighteen yellow cloth monks and Bartel are still there, and Sima Wuregret has no chance of winning in the face of everyone alone.

But leaving him alone is against the morality of the rivers and lakes, but what are the chances of winning if you stay.

"Let's ...... away"

Zhao Er spit out a sentence from his mouth, he is not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, Sima Wuregret If he wants to keep everyone, there is no hope, but Bartaier is not good at light work, if there is no bond, it should not be difficult to escape Sima Wuregret. It's just that I'm afraid that Sima Wu's internal breath is still unstable, and it will be difficult to resist for a long time. Even so, it is even more impossible to hesitate, once the wrong opportunity is to push everyone into the fire pit.

"Then, Sima has no regrets, take care. ”

With tears in her eyes, Aunt Zhao helped Zhao Er onto the horse, Faye Wong helped Chen Qing'er up, and the five of them got on the horse and prepared to flee upstream.

"Don't let them go. ”

With a wave of his hand, the eighteen yellow monks all carried long sticks and chased after them to the river. These eighteen people acted in unison, except for Xiao Qi, who was already injured, the remaining seventeen people all wanted to bypass Sima Wuregret and rob and kill the people and horses behind.

"Drink!"

Sima Wuxian roared, and the ox-cutting knife swung in a circle in the air, and a sweeping army scared all the monks away. Everyone has lingering fears about this huge straight knife, even the eldest and second with the best kung fu among them have joined forces, and they can't do anything with this knife, although the seventeen yellow cloth monks are numerous, but Sima has no regrets in front of him, and he really has the feeling that he can't open it.

"Go away, let me come!"

Bartair couldn't stand anymore, he knew very well the ability of the eighteen yellow cloth monks, and if he wanted to pry open the hard stone of Sima Wuregret for a while, he had to take action himself.

A group of monks got out of the way, Bartaiel walked slowly, in fact, he didn't have much confidence in his own heart, Sima Wuregret could almost tie with him with his bare hands, and now he was holding a huge big chopping knife with a pitch-black body, and in three or two strokes, he restrained the eighteen yellow cloth monks he had worked so hard to cultivate.

"The five of you stay, and the rest of the men get on their horses and chase them, and none of them can let them run!"

Bartaiel didn't have full confidence in the face of Sima Wuregret, so he left five yellow cloth monks, and the remaining twelve people immediately returned to the horse team and got on the horse to chase Zhao Er and the other five people who had been walking for a while.

Bartair re-examined Sima Wuregret, in the previous battle between the two in the Poison Dragon Villa, Bartaier took the lead and advantage, but his iron fist could not help Sima Wuregret's fast body, and the deadly punches always failed, and now Sima Wuregret took out his own cattle cutting knife.

Bartaier looked back and thought about it, Sima Wuregret reported the name before, "Xuzhou Shuangjian Sect Ox Slashing Sword Sima Wuregret". I couldn't help but gasp again, the young man in front of him actually became famous in the rivers and lakes by relying on weapons, it was hard to imagine how powerful his giant knife would really be wielded, Bartair showed some remorse in his heart. These Tang people's kung fu is not simple, Yang Fei can stab his junior brother with one move, Li Fengchen's double swords are long and short are also very difficult to deal with, Bartaiel even heard that the two brothers Kul and Buku can't even win against the two women in this group.

I never thought that this time I came to Baihan City to conspire with Hu Cha'er to meet a group of such tricky characters, but now Bartaier still has a way out, the dignified Tubo national teacher was actually scared away by a young man from the Tang Dynasty with the eighteen yellow monks, if this is spread out, the invincibility of the Divine Fist will become a joke in the entire Tubo martial arts in the future.

Bartheel clenched his fists, the iron fists he had poured so much effort into and the ones he trusted the most. In the face of gang, Bartaiel put on a posture, and today no matter what, the young man in front of him could not be left, even if he used all means.

The battle was about to break out, and the five yellow cloth monks also put their own eyebrows on their feet, and Bartel did not make a one-on-one request, they knew in their hearts that what Bartel needed was not a showdown, but a battle to win with less!

The six people opened up some distance and pressed Sima Wuregret step by step with a fan-shaped phalanx, but these six people were not ordinary people, Sima Wuregret had never seen this kind of battle since his debut, and he was also a little panicked in his heart. Especially this divine fist invincible Bartel, this punch is even faster and more ruthless.

Sima Wuregret subconsciously took a few steps back, and the six monks also approached a few steps decently, with the river on his back, Sima Wuregret had no room to retreat.

"Do it!"

Bartair shouted in a low voice, and then immediately waved his iron fist to meet Sima without regrets, Bartel, as a typical Tibetan warrior, pays attention to hard confrontation, and a pair of iron fists rushed directly against the blade of the cattle slashing knife.

Sima Wu regretted a step, his hands crossed and the entire cattle chopping knife shot out like a giant shark, the three hundred catties of the cattle-chopping knife touched a pair of iron fists of Bartel, this earth-shattering blow, Bartel did his best, but he could only just change the direction of the bull chopping knife, Bartel was shaken by the three-hundred-pound cattle chopping knife, and the five fingers of his right hand were indescribably painful.

Sima Wuregret saw that his cattle chopping knife could restrain Bartel, so he naturally would not let him go easily, and immediately brandished the big knife and chased Bartel straight over, and used the knife technique of the six knives of Rohmon to continuously attack Bartel's middle lane, this blow caused a certain shadow to Bartel's heart, and as soon as the cattle chopping knife arrived, Bartel's iron fist did not dare to compete with it at all, and the invincible divine fist became defenseless in front of the three-hundred-pound cattle chopping knife.

No matter how powerful a pair of hands is, after all, they are flesh and blood, and the cattle chopping knife is full of three hundred catties, how can the power of this pick up be comparable to a fist, if Bartaiel pays attention to the changes in boxing moves and makes up for the lack of power with fast punches, he may be able to beat Sima Wuregret by surprise, but on the other side, he actually faced it head-on, which can really be described as a cocoon.

Bartair was embarrassed, he had never encountered this kind of opponent in the whole of Tibet, in the face of a big knife, he felt powerless, Sima Wuregret continued to attack, and forced Bartair into danger, a straight split, a diagonal cut, Sima Wuregret adjusted his steps, and another move swept in a row, Sima Wuregret's move of the six knives of Rohmon was already familiar with it, and in the face of Bartair, who was messed up, Sima Wuregret had no fear.

But at the same time as he was attacking Bartair in a big way, five eyebrow sticks attacked around him, so that Sima Wuregret had to defend with a backhand. The five long sticks are very troublesome, these five yellow cloth monks already know the power of Sima Wuregret's big knife, and even their senior brother Bartaier's iron fist can't help it, so they avoid the heavy and light, the five people form a circle, each attacking Sima Wuregret from different directions, no matter how Sima Wuregret defends, there are always people behind him and on both sides, and the front place does not dare to confront the cattle cutting knife head-on, but chooses to be restrained by the companions around him.

Back and forth, Sima Wuregret was besieged by five yellow cloth monks, it was like stepping into a swamp, no matter how he struggled, he couldn't break through the stick formation of these five monks.

Bartaier on the side looked at this and smiled ghostly, everyone in the Yellow Cloth Monks is a good player, but fighting alone is not what they are good at, as the guards around the Tubo Emperor, what they are really powerful is the stick formation, whether it is a two-person stick formation or a five-person stick formation, or the death and death formation of the eighteen Yellow Cloth Monks together, they are all sharp weapons against first-class masters.

It's like the current five-person stick formation, relying on the tacit cooperation of five people, has turned the originally simple stick method into a set of sharp weapons to lock people, unless you really have the ability to fly away, otherwise this alone can consume you alive.