After a volley of Song archers, half of the men and horses rushing from both sides fell, and most of the arrows of the archers on the mountain were blocked by the shield bearers. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"These people are not very combative. Bai Yutang looked at the soldiers rushing down from the mountain, and he was a little distressed: "If you rush down like this, you can't take a picture of your face, and you will become a hedgehog ......."

Xu Chang pointed to a big man who made a hammer and said to Bai Yutang: "Look at that person, it seems that he is their main general, can he be okay?"

Bai Yutang looked at it and saw the soldier on the mountain on the left behind him, one foot tall, with broad shoulders and a round waist, and a pair of drums and urns and golden hammers in his hands. Bai Yutang turned his face to look at the right again, the one who led the troops on the mountain on the right was less than four feet tall, three and a half feet wide, and he also had a pair of sledgehammers in his hands.

Bai Yutang pouted and said, "This look, can you bring out good soldiers?"

Yuan said: "These two people are also one of the eight monsters, the tall one is called looking down at the sea seedling forest, and the short one is called looking up at the mountain Han Leopard!"

Bai Yutang drew his knife and said to Xu Chang: "Don't rob me of this, let me have a good time." ”

Zhan Zhao also followed: "You go to the left, I'll go to the right!"

Two people, one left and one right, went to the hill to kill.

When the monk saw them go up, he knew that the two people on the mountain were not to be afraid, so he said to Xu Chang: "Mr. Xu, these two people are not big people, the iron bridge in front of them is the Falling Soul Bridge, you look at the person on the bridge, I'm afraid it's not easy to deal with!"

Xu Chang said: "The master doesn't know him?"

Li Yuan looked at it for a long time, shook his head and said, "I don't know, he may not be from the South China Sea." ”

Le Tiancheng was puzzled next to him: "Why does this person look like Peng Hai?" ”

"Peng Hai?" Qian Wanli also took a closer look, nodded and said, "It looks like it, but it shouldn't be him, wasn't he dead at that time in Xiangyang?"

Lotte Cheng said: "It's not right if he doesn't die, this bastard's personality can stand on the surface, I haven't seen him show his face in front of people!"

As soon as the two said this, they gave Zhihua a wake-up call, and Zhihua remembered a person's name: "This person is Peng Song!"

Lotte Cheng slapped his thigh: "That's right! It must be him, and it's just this thing every day, what kind of ginger teeth are loaded all over the world!"

Although they didn't care, the monk was a little worried: "This Peng Song, could it be the younger brother of Peng Hai, the 'Ten Thousand Miles Soul Chaser', the Peng Song Peng Shoushan who is known as the 'Yunlong Nine Transformations Race Taigong'?"

Lotte Cheng said: "It must be him, I can't see the appearance clearly, but I feel a bit like Peng Hai, this kid is Peng Song!

Saying that, Le Tiancheng came to the side of the Falling Soul Bridge and shouted at the man in the cloth: "Old man, are you Peng Hai or Peng Song?"

The clothed man didn't move, like a stone statue, but he gently spit out two words in his mouth: "Peng Song!"

These two words were said extremely easily, as if they were whispering in the ear, but they spread so far that even Zhanzhao and Baiyutang on the hillside could hear them!

"What a strong internal force!" Lotte Cheng praised: "Your kung fu is not under Peng Hai!"

"I wasn't under him in the first place!"

"You're guarding this Fallen Soul Bridge alone?"

"Enough!"

Le Tiancheng smiled: "Are you crazy? Don't you see so many archers behind? A burst of arrows, you will become a hedgehog, looking for death?"

"You just try!"

Xu Chang said loudly when he heard this: "Then I'll try!"

As he spoke, he bent his bow and arrow, and with an arrow broke through the air, he shot straight at Peng Song's hat. Peng Song shook the fishing rod in his hand, and Xu Chang's carved arrow was swept aside.

"Archers, ready, salvo!"

Nearly a hundred archers formed a squad and fired a volley towards Peng Song. Peng Song's fishing rod drew a circle on his chest, and all the arrows shot at him were swept off, and the rest flew past him.

Lotte Cheng glared and said, "Okay, the old thing has two hits!"

Zhihua saw the clues, and said to Xu Chang: "This Peng Song is very ghostly, he sits there, and the upper half of his body is left in the part where he can be hit by the arrow, as long as his fishing rod can protect half of his body, it is enough to protect himself, and there are iron guns blocking the road on this bridge, this Fallen Soul Bridge is really a man who can't open it!"

Xu Chang nodded and said: "That's true, there are some doorways designed in this place, and this Peng Song is also powerful enough, unless someone can go to the bridge and send him away, he can cross the bridge!"

Zhihua shook his head and said: "Even if this bridge kills him, it won't be easy, so many spear tips, how high is the hard qigong, can you walk more than ten zhang from here? What's more, there must be an ambush on the opposite side, a distance of more than ten zhang, enough for the range of archers!"

"Amitabha, let the poor monk try it!" The one who spoke was the old monk invited by Zhihua and the 10,000-year-old ancient Buddha to help, and the Golden Palm Buddha, one of the four wonders of the monk's way!

Zhihua asked, "Old Zen Master, do you want to have a competition with Peng Song?"

"Amitabha, the old monk I have been facing the wall for ten years, practicing the martial arts left by the ancestor of Bodhidharma, and this fallen soul bridge will not stump the old monk. ”

Zhihua saw that he said lightly, and knew that this old monk had not been out of the rivers and lakes for ten years, and after he reappeared in the rivers and lakes, no one dared to compete with him, so that the rivers and lakes were rumored that his martial arts were clear, but no one had seen him make a move.

"In that case, please ask the old Zen master to be merciful and help me wait. ”

The Golden Palm Buddha Zen stepped to the Fallen Soul Bridge, his eyes slightly closed, his body was full of vitality, and he suddenly raised his legs and kicked the tip of the gun on the ground! The old monk lifted it, and the tips of the three pure steel guns were kicked up and shot towards Peng Song!

Even the many masters who watched the Buddha Meditation Array did not expect that this old monk would actually use hard qigong like this! This is a pure steel spear head, kicking with his feet! Even Xu Chang and Zhanzhao, who are extremely powerful masters with outstanding internal strength, do not dare to use true qi like this.

Peng Song was also taken aback by the old monk's playing style, and the fishing rod in his hand swept away, pushing away the tips of the three spears. Immediately afterwards, Buddha Chan kicked again, and the tips of the two spears shot at Peng Song again. The two were no less than four or five zhang apart, and the Buddhist monk advanced towards Peng Song inch by inch, and the tips of the guns on the bridge flew up one after another, shooting towards Peng Song.

Because of the dangerous terrain, Peng Song did not dare to rush over and engage him in close quarters easily, after all, there were so many people on Xu Chang's side, but seeing that the mechanism on the bridge was about to be destroyed by the Buddha Zen, he also retreated to two-thirds, and if he retreated further, he was about to get off the bridge! Peng Song was also a little flustered, you must know that the entire bridge was full of spear tips, and he himself was standing on the tip of the spear to compete with Buddha Zen!

Although Buddha Chan consumes a lot of true yuan and uses hard qigong to kick the tip of the gun, the same is true for Peng Song, who not only has to protect his body from being pierced by the iron spear under his feet, but also has to dodge the tip of the spear that flies over, and he is powerless to fight back!

Seeing that the Buddha and Zen monk were already halfway through, and his body gradually slowed down, everyone knew that this was the old Arhat's lack of internal strength, so he played with his life, although he had the hard work of the Dharma Yijin Sutra to protect his body, it was difficult to kick and break the tip of the spear, how could he simply rely on external strength? Seeing this, the mad monk Drunken Bodhi Volley Arhat who came to Nanyang with him flew forward and said: "Amitabha, old Arhat, you go down to rest, and replace me to deal with this old thing!"