Bai Jintang and Hua Chong appeared behind An Guangquan, and they were one step slower than An Guangquan along the way. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info And check the casualties along the way, delayed some time, so it was late, but fortunately it was in time for both sides to move.

An Guangquan stared at Hua Chong tightly, staring at Hua Chong's hair.

"Old Dao, what do you always look at me for?"

An Guangquan sneered: "I don't know what kung fu Yu He taught you, and he actually took the initiative to challenge the old man?"

Hua Chong smiled: "Challenge the Dao people of heaven and earth, I don't dare, fight with you, I haven't lived enough, but with your apprentice, I have thought about tricks." ”

An Guangquan suddenly remembered that Luo Xiao had said that he had met Hua Chong, a disciple of the Martial Saint, and the two had fought each other, regardless of victory or defeat. It turned out that this kid dared to come out and call for battle because he felt that he had the strength to fight with his apprentice.

"Boy, did you have a fight with Luo Xiao?"

"I don't win or lose, so I want to continue to fight again, can the old-timers be fulfilled?"

Luo Xiao, who was behind An Guang's whole body, stepped forward and said, "The disciple is willing to fight with him!"

An Guangquan rushed towards Hua and said: "Today I was going to kill the Shaolin bald donkey, you are asking for it, Luo Xiao, kill him for me!"

Luo Xiao stepped forward and rushed towards Hua: "Boy, suffer death!"

"Wait!" Monk Lingkong opened his mouth to stop: "Your target is our Shaolin, Lord Hua is a guest of Shaolin, if you want to fight, you will fight with me first!"

Hua Chong said with a smile: "Elder Lingkong, you rest and rest first, Brother Ouyang, the Northern Hero of your faction, has helped me many times, today I should repay my kindness with Hua Chong, not to mention any official position, today I am here to help the battle as a Lotus Sect person!

Saying that, he led everyone to the camp of the Shaolin side, everyone retreated, Hua Chong drew his sword in his hand, pointed at Luo Xiao and said: "Luo Xiao, we didn't win or lose that day, and we will decide the winner today!"

Seeing that he insisted on fighting, it was inconvenient to stop him, so he put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, Lord Hua should be more careful." ”

Hua Chong smiled: "When I unload this kid, you keep it for stew!"

Ling Kong laughed and said, "Okay! drunk, I'm the best at stewing dog meat!"

Luo Xiaoqi's face turned red, and he pointed at Hua Chong and said angrily: "Junior, don't go crazy!

After that, Luo Xiao ripped off his coat, revealing a thirteen-section chain gun on his waist!

Hua Chong shook the sword in his hand, flew forward, and the long sword in his hand went straight to Luo Xiao's heart. Luo Xiao held the gun in both hands, and with a horizontal gun, Hua Chong smiled secretly: "This kid is going to die!" As soon as the gun and the sword touched, the sparks shot in all directions, the chain gun was cut into two sections, Hua Chong's sword castrated unabated, Luo Xiao retreated sharply, Hua Chong was unforgiving, the sword in his hand danced like flying, and the sword light was shining, enveloping Luo Xiao. Luo Xiao looked a little flustered, he didn't have the magic weapon in Hua Chong's hand at all, and he fell into passivity!

An Guangquan saw that his disciple was not good for his teacher, and said angrily: "Luo Xiao, retreat!"

Hua Chong only felt a flower in front of him, and in the blink of an eye, a suction force came from the tip of the sword, and when he opened his eyes again, Luo Xiao was already a few feet away, An Guangquan was standing in front of him, his right hand stretched out, and three hands pinched the tip of his sword!

Hua Chong tried hard to withdraw the sword, but it was not easy to say, he couldn't match An Guangquan's three fingers with all his might!

An Guangquan smiled and said, "Come on, go on!

Hua Chong suddenly let go of a hand and said to An Guangquan: "I'll do it with one hand!" As he spoke, his left hand was raised, and a sleeve arrow pierced An Guangquan's front door, An Guangquan's empty hand waved slightly, and Hua Chong's sleeve arrow was caught in his hand. The two of them were just a sword away, Hua Chong simply abandoned the sword, and went straight to An Guangquan with both hands of the hidden arrow, An Guangquan no longer grabbed Hua Chong's sword, and reached out with both hands to grab his hidden arrow.

Hua Chong also fought hard, his hands were like flying, and the twelve darts in the dart bag rained down on An Guangquan. An Guangquan didn't care, even with his sleeve arrows and darts, he grabbed a handful. Ling Kong looked worried behind Hua Chong, but he couldn't resist An Guangquan, so he flew forward and shouted: "Old thing! What kind of ability is it to bully a child!"

Hua Chong knew that he was not an opponent, so he said that the master was careful, and hurriedly withdrew and retreated. Returning to the main formation, Hua Chong scolded: "An Guangquan, you old puppet bullying my junior! You are not a good man if you bully the small! You have the ability to protect the calf in front of the martial saint, you try! Leave all of you to Bixia Palace!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Luo Xiao over there also said angrily: "Hua Chong, relying on the sword to win people, it's not a skill, dare you fight with me!"

Hua Chong saw him and squirted at him with a mouthful of gossip: "It's just you, and you're also worthy! Your subordinates are defeated! If it weren't for the quick rescue of this old bastard, you would have died under my sword! I have a sword, you are envious! Look at the expression of the master! Come on, you are envious! Jealousy! Hate!"

Luo Xiao's lungs were about to explode, and he was about to step forward, but An Guangquan had already exchanged hands with the volley monk. The monk of the volley is the head of the monks who protect the temple in Southern Shaolin, and in terms of martial arts, he is second only to Ouyang Zhonghui in the entire Shaolin sect. Shaolin 72 stunt opportunities can be picked up in everything, especially the kung fu of drunken boxing, which is famous all over the world.

Against An Guangquan, he knew that he was not an opponent, so he showed this most proud set of drunken boxing kung fu, stepping on the gossip steps under his feet, swaying, dodging left and right, just to hold on for a while, consuming An Guangquan's physical strength.

It's a pity that An Guangquan's martial arts are far beyond his imagination, the two have only fought for more than ten rounds, and Volley only feels that An Guangquan's figure is all around him. Ling Kong knew that he would not be able to hold on, so he shouted at An Guangquan: "Old thing, I'll kill you!"

Immediately after opening his mouth, a burst of wine mist erupted! Hua Chong said in surprise: "Water sword!" "This kung fu was at the Lotus Party that year, he had seen the martial saint Yu He practice once, and the volley was far worse than Yu He opening his mouth to spit out a lotus, but if An Guangquan was sprayed by this wine mist, I am afraid he would have to be injured a little!

An Guangquan didn't expect that there was such a kung fu in the volley, knowing that this was the kung fu of the water sword, if it was sprayed on himself, it would be no different from hitting the hidden weapon, this wine mist was infused with the internal force of the volley, this kung fu was extremely consuming of internal force, but the lethality was also huge, at least the coverage area was relatively large!

An Guangquan waved his hands, and the wide robe almost stopped this piece of wine mist, and just as he waved the robe, he exhaled in the air, and a Shaolin divine fist slammed An Guangquan's heart. An Guangquan listened to his loud shout, knowing that he was going to fight hard, standing firmly on his feet, using his real strength, drawing circles with both hands, dispersing the last piece of wine mist, pushing out his right hand with his right hand, touching his fists and palms, and flying out of the air like a kite with a broken line, and falling heavily to the ground!

Ouyang Zhonghui and the others hurriedly walked forward, helped up the volley and said, "Senior brother, how are you?"

Ling Kong shook his head and didn't speak. Then he suddenly turned purple, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and passed out. The crowd hurriedly called, but to no avail. Ouyang Zhonghui hurriedly ordered someone to carry the volley back to the temple to heal his injuries.

Sending away the volley, Ouyang Zhonghui stepped forward and said to An Guangquan: "Daoist An, you are here for me, the old man is willing to fight with Daochang." ”

An Guangquan snorted coldly and said, "Don't let those rats behind you come over and send them to death?"

"Amitabha, if you only want the life of the old man, the old man can give it to you, but please let go of the unrelated person. ”

"Don't play with these fake mercy, kill you, and I'll go down the mountain immediately!"

"Well, the old man will fulfill you. ”

"Don't think about suicide! You think it's beautiful, I want you to fight me! You commit suicide and die, and the rivers and lakes will preach your righteousness, in fact, it's all special bullshit!"

"Amitabha, the old man has a duel with you, if I lose, I just ask you to let others go. ”

"Hmph, it depends on how you die, you will lose with all your strength, if you die in my hands within the lily, I will kill you without leaving an inch!"

"What a big breath, when we are all dead, can't we?" A middle-aged swordsman flashed out behind Ouyang Zhonghui, and said to An Guangquan: "Our Central Plains Eight Swords will meet you first!"

Eight people and eight swords were neatly aligned, rushing to An Guangquan. Kong Liang behind An Guang's body swung his sword to kill, and for a while the sky was full of sword rain, and the cold light flickered, Kong Liang had no fear with one enemy and eight, and the sword light was surrounding, and he was at ease.

Bai Jintang said to Hua Chong: "The Central Plains Eight Swords also have to be characters, with eight enemies and one, they were even steadily suppressed by this Kong Liang, it seems that those dead people all the way died unjustly." ”

Hua Chong sighed and said: "Golden Knife Gate, Taihang Seven Knives, White Tiger Gate, Iron Fist Gang, Jiangnan Erlao, Saibei Sanjue, etc., which is not a character of the mighty rivers and lakes, don't they all die under the mountain, according to me, I am afraid that the Eight Swords of the Central Plains will follow in their footsteps!"

After more than thirty combinations, there are only five people left in the Central Plains Eight Swords.

Fifty rounds later, there were only two people left in the Eight Swords of the Central Plains.

In sixty rounds, the Central Plains Eight Swords were all wiped out.

Kong Liangjian pointed at the people watching the battle, and said coldly: "If you are not convinced, you can go together!"

Hua Chong looked back at these cheerers, although there were a lot of people, but after all, they were not all masters, he was also a person who had participated in the martial arts holy meeting held every thirty years, and he knew a lot about the characters in the rivers and lakes, in his opinion, among these hundreds of people, there were only twenty or thirty masters of the Central Plains Eight Swords, or even lower, and the rest were obviously not enough to see on this occasion. If these people are forced to besiege An Guangquan, even if An Guangquan can be repelled, the loss should not be small, at least a three-digit loss, plus the hundreds of people on the way up the mountain, even if they reluctantly kill An Guangquan and others, they will have to pay the price of nearly a thousand or even thousands of people, which is a bit more than worth the loss.

It's a pity that just as he was thinking about it, someone was already shouting: "Let's go up together! Hundreds of us are still afraid that he won't be able to make five!"

This sentence was obviously the idea of many people, one person shouted, the responders gathered, and hundreds of people suddenly shouted like crazy and killed the past.

An Guangquan looked at Ouyang Zhonghui, who was panicked, and sneered: "Is this Shaolin's last resort?"