While enjoying the beautiful scenery of the river in the evening, Nangong Shaoyou and Murong Feifei slowly walked into the street, and casually asked people along the way, and found the Zhao family. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The two went around to the back door of Zhao's house, jumped into the courtyard gently, and jumped on the roof of the hall with a few ups and downs, the hall was brightly lit, as if a banquet was being held, and the strange thing was that there were no people in and out, which was impossible to feast on guests in large households.

Nangong Shaoyou gently lifted the tiles, and the two saw the scene in the hall, only to see that the hall was very spacious, with two large tables on the table, and the tables were full of dishes, and the people sitting at the banquet were not ordinary people, but beggars, Xu Yi and Wang Xia were also among them, accompanied by a middle-aged man with a rich appearance, presumably Zhao Da.

Murong Feifei gently pulled Nangong Shaoyou and grimaced, obviously very strange and interesting about the scene he saw.

Of course, Nangong Shaoyou is more knowledgeable than Murong Feifei, and immediately understands that the beggar gang is not a sect, but a gang united by ordinary reckless heroes, then Zhao Tianyou is also a patriotic and chivalrous person, joining the beggar gang, and the beggar gang gathering at the rich family is even more unguessable.

Nangong Shaoyou saw the beggars helping everyone drink in a big bowl, very arrogant, if it wasn't for someone else's gang party, he was uninvited, jumped down in the morning, drank a lot, and swallowed his saliva twice, Murong Feifei gently scraped his face, his mouth opened lightly, and he didn't say anything, looking at the mouth shape should be the word "gluttonous". Nangong Shaoyou couldn't help but smile slightly.

I only heard the people in the beggar gang talking about the beggar gang, Nangong Shaoyou felt that eavesdropping was not suitable, pulled Murong Feifei's hand, signaled to leave, Murong Feifei put his finger to his lips, lightly "shhhhh

Nangong Shaoyou took a look and saw a group of seventeen people on the street, who were the Mongolian monks and sixteen Mongolian warriors.

I saw the Mongolian monk standing in front of the gate of the Zhao family, sixteen people lined up in the back, the Mongolian monk put his palms together, suddenly shouted in his mouth, pushed his palms flat, only heard a loud bang, and the two gates flew out and fell on the compound.

The Mongolian monk strode forward and said loudly: "The great disciple of the Mongolian protector Venerable Chanapha under the throne of the monk Abida pays a visit to the heroes of the beggar gang!"

His Chinese is very blunt, and it is even more ridiculous to call himself a monk, but Murong Feifei and Nangong Shaoyou did not laugh, and every word Abida said was full of internal force, which shook his ears.

Nangong Shaoyou asked himself to hit the door with both palms like this, and he could do it himself, but he had to use eight or nine successes, and it seemed that Abida's skills were not under him.

I saw that Zhao strode out of the door and said with a smile: "The great monk has come from afar, Zhao is out of welcome, please go inside to have tea!"

That Zhao Da was still a wealthy businessman just now, but now when he encounters an accident, he is so calm and relaxed, and he looks like a great martial arts master.

Abida was not polite, raised his head, and strode into the hall, where he sat in the chief and sixteen people stood behind him.

Zhao Da was not angry, and hurriedly called his subordinates, removed the banquet, and replaced it with fragrant tea, and the subordinates saw so many beggars, monks, and sixteen fierce men, all of whom were very puzzled, but also did so, Zhao Da ordered his subordinates to go back to their rooms to sleep, and they were not allowed to come out when they heard any sound.

Nangong Shaoyou saw that Zhao Da was lightweight, calm and relaxed, and it seemed that his status in the beggar gang was higher than Xu Yi.

Zhao laughed and asked for tea, Abida took a sip of fragrant tea, and said slowly: "My master is the first in the world in martial arts, I am his eldest disciple, and the second in the world in martial arts. ”

Although he couldn't say it clearly, everyone also heard that he was here to compete.

Zhao Dahaha laughed: "The people in Buddhism, so brave and ruthless, it seems that the great monk is still unsettled, so return the vulgar as soon as possible." ”

Abida laughed: "The beggar gang seems to be too famous, since you admit defeat, just drill through our crotch, don't you have an ancestor named Han Xin? You are used to it, we Mongolians don't understand." ”

After Abida finished speaking, the Mongolian warriors behind him lined up, lifted it on one foot, and laughed together.

Xu Yi snapped, "Tartar monk, your ancestor has a competition with you!"

Abida shook his head, "It's not to compete with you, it's that as long as someone in your beggar gang can beat me, I will admit defeat and never step into the Central Plains!"

The beggars immediately laughed, and a few of them were already swearing, and Abida didn't understand what they were scolding, so he raised his head and laughed, causing a lot of dust to fall from the roof.

Murong Feifei pulled Nangong Shaoyou to go down to help, Nangong Shaoyou shook his head lightly, Murong Feifei immediately understood that if the beggars wanted outsiders to help repel the enemy, it would be very difficult to get by.

I saw Wang Xia say: "Let me teach the great monk kung fu first!"

I saw Wang Xia's body jump, his palms shot down from mid-air, and he screamed "whoops" in his mouth, really like a tiger descending the mountain.

Nangong Shaoyou secretly applauded: "The beggar gang has become the largest gang in the Central Plains for hundreds of years since the Tang Dynasty, and it really lives up to its reputation, a six-bag disciple's martial arts are so good, and the martial arts of the nine-bag elders and even the main and deputy gang leaders are even more unfathomable!"

Abida didn't get up, his hands became claws, and he grabbed Wang Xia's wrist with the technique of splitting tendons and bones, his claw was different from the tiger claw of the Central Plains martial arts, similar to the eagle claw, but it was much more fierce than the eagle claw. It turned out that this set of kung fu was created by King Shana according to the eagle eagle on the grassland, called the lion capture gong, that is, the lion can be captured.

Wang Xia saw that the move was powerful, twisted his body in mid-air, recovered his hands, and avoided Abida's claws, Abida's claws were immediately returned, his hands were folded, and his palms were pushed flat, Nangong Shaoyou secretly shouted: "Oh no!"

Wang Xia laughed secretly in mid-air: "The big monk struck out with both palms, and it was two feet away from my back. Suddenly, his back was hit by two overwhelming palm forces, Wang Xia hurriedly resisted with luck, but he also flew out two feet away, spit out two mouthfuls of blood, and fainted.

All the beggars were shocked, and Abida actually stunned Wang Xia with his splitting palm. Abida clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the great sun is coming, and the light shines on the earth!"

Mongolian Buddhism comes from Tibet, all of which believe in the Great Sun Buddha, which is the proud stunt of the Buddha of the Great Sun, which means that the palm power is like the Great Sun Nyorai illuminating the earth, and the enemy cannot resist it.

Xu Yi's left palm struck out, the palm did not make him old, and the right palm immediately struck out, and the two palm forces turned into a palm force, which was a palm technique evolved from the Tongjian fist.

Abida smiled slightly, "If you are a little better at kung fu than him, the monk will be a little more interesting." ”

Abida's left palm struck out, directly hitting Xu Yi's right palm, Xu Yi knew that the opponent's palm was strong, and he didn't dare to touch it, and his right palm sank, turning into a crane's beak point Abida's left hand Shaohai, Qu Ze, and Qi Ze three acupoints.

Abida did not dodge, pressed down with his left arm, and directly sent the acupoint to the crane's beak, Xu Yi was shocked: "Could it be that the Tatar acupoint is different from the Han people." ”

Xu Yi couldn't care so much, and poured his right hand straight into the acupoint of Abida's arm, and suddenly his right hand seemed to be hit by a red-hot iron rod, and the arm bone seemed to be broken, Abida also felt a pain in his left arm, and hurriedly used his internal force to rush away from the acupoint.

Abida hit Xu Yi's chest with his right fist, Xu Yi's left palm struck, his fists intersected, Xu Yi took three steps back, a mouthful of blood gushed to his throat, Xu Yi swallowed the blood back into his stomach, and the two beggar brothers immediately supported him.

Abida shook his head and said, "The beggars' kung fu is average, and it seems that Fan Wuming is also in vain." ”

Zhao smiled and stepped forward, "Let me ask the great monk martial arts!"

Abida said: "I don't teach you! I'm here to compete, not a teacher, and I don't accept apprentices!"

Zhao Da laughed, suddenly the laughter stopped, his eyes flashed with a compelling light, I saw that his figure turned behind Abida, his left palm slapped out, Abida turned around and palmed, Zhao Da had already arrived in front of him, his left foot swept out, and his right palm struck out.

Just now, he was a wealthy businessman with a respectful smile, and his shot was as fast as lightning, and everyone was amazed, Zhao Da had already attacked ten moves in a row, and Abida also stood up to face the enemy.

Zhao Da knew that Abida had deep internal strength, and wanted to slowly exhaust Abida's internal force with light kung fu, but he didn't expect that Abida's internal force was deep, and the bigger the internal force, the stronger the internal force, which seemed endless.

Zhao Da felt a faint pain in the internal force on his face and arm to Abida, and knew that he would lose in the end, but it was a matter of honor and disgrace for the beggar gang, even if he fought for his own life, it was best to fight for both.

Nangong Shaoyou and Murong Feifei also saw that Zhao Da was not Abida's opponent, and they were very anxious, Nangong Shaoyou suddenly had a plan, and with a force on his feet, he gently floated down in the backyard, scattered his hair, grabbed a handful of dirt on the ground and smeared it on his face, Murong Feifei immediately understood, and looked at Nangong Shaoyou with a smile.

At this time, Zhao Da felt that his body was shrouded in the power of Abida's palm, and it was becoming more and more difficult to move, Abida shouted, his palms slapped out, Zhao Da took a palm with him, and both of them took a step back.

Abida slapped out with both palms again, and Zhao Da secretly complained, "This Tartar monk slapped it right, and the second palm was shot directly without luck." ”

Zhao Da only slapped out with both palms, and then took another palm, took two steps back, his blood was churning, and seeing that Abida's third palm had arrived, he thought that he would definitely die, and suddenly felt that his heart was pulled, and he was forced to be pulled away by someone, avoiding Abida's attack.

Zhao Da turned his head and saw a man in white with a cloak and mud on his face standing outside the door, and next to him stood a beautiful girl in a white skirt to the ground, this was Nangong Shaoyou and Murong Feifei.

Nangong Shaoyou said with a smile: "Great monk, you shouldn't compete with the beggar gang!"

Abida said, "Why?"

Nangong Shaoyou smiled: "You are not qualified enough!"

"Why am I not qualified?" Abida asked rhetorically.

"Is your martial arts strong or your master's martial arts strong?" Nangong Shaoyou asked.

Abidahten said with admiration on his face: "Of course, my master, King Shana, is strong in martial arts, and I am 100,000 miles away from him. ”

Nangong Shaoyou said: "That's right, the beggar gang is the first big gang in the Central Plains, your master is also the first master, you should be challenged by your master, you are the second master, you should find the second big gang to challenge, if you want to challenge the first big gang, you should defeat your master to become the first master, if you challenge with the second master, in addition to the beggar gang in our Central Plains, there are three hundred and sixty second big gangs, you challenge slowly, or wait for the three hundred and sixty second big gang to defeat the beggar gang, then the beggar gang becomes the second big gang and you will challenge the beggar gang again." ”

Murong Feifei clapped his palms when he heard this, "Stupid monk, you are wrong in your challenge!"

Abida was speechless for a while, he basically understood what Nangong Shaoyou meant, but it was difficult to refute.

Nangong Shaoyou smiled: "If you want to challenge the beggar gang, I have a way." ”

Abidahi said, "What method?"

Nangong Shaoyou said with a smile: "Our beggar gang is the first, you are the second, it is unfair to you to fight like this, the hero of the beggar gang must give way." ”

As soon as these words came out, the public was in an uproar, only Murong Feifei was still smiling and disapproving, she was mainly watching the excitement, and she didn't care at all if the beggar gang lost or not, she just wanted Nangong Shaoyou to play tricks on Abida.

Abida said formally: "Don't let it, the beggar gang is not my opponent!"

Nangong Shaoyou continued: "The beggar gang is your opponent!" said this, and he also laughed in his heart.

"It's because the beggar gang respects the identity of the first big gang, and I don't want to bully your second master, so be merciful to your subordinates, so let's do it, we beggar gang heroes, tie your hands, as long as you are the second master of Mongolia, the second samurai, any one second, you can hit the hero of the first gang within a hundred moves, even if your second master wins, our first gang will never enter Mongolia. "Nangong Shaoyoudao.

The beggars were even more surprised, and Abida said angrily: "None of you can make a move, and you can't beat it in three moves, even if I lose!"

Nangong Shaoyou said: "If the beggar gang sends nine bags of disciples to make a move, you will say that they are bullying you, and sending eight bags of disciples is not enough to respect the guests, okay, just send an eight-bag and a half disciples out of the horse!"

Abida said, "Who is the eight-and-a-half disciple?"

Nangong Shaoyou stretched out his hands behind his back and asked Murong Feifei to tie the master with a handkerchief, "There is only one of the eight bags of half-disciple beggars, and that is just below." ”

Abida roared angrily, and waved his palm at Nangong Shaoyou, Nangong Shaoyou made the Ten Thousand Tribulations Super Life Palm granted by Cheng Chen, and shuttled freely in Abida's palm shadow.

Abida's palm shadow was heavy, full of power, Zhao Da couldn't help but be shocked, "If the monk just now was playing like this, how could I take him thirty moves!"

Abida's palm power can reach half a zhang away, and everyone avoids it from afar, for fear of being injured by the palm power, Nangong Shaoyou is in such a strong palm power, and he actually walks leisurely, fluttering in white clothes, like a fairy.

Nangong Shaoyou said with a smile: "The second master, the great monk, you are slow and weak in your palm, how can you hurt people?"

Abida suddenly roared, retracted his palms, and was at a loss for a while, he was conceited that no one in the world today was his opponent except for Master Shana, Master often praised his martial arts as stronger than Master back then, and after coming to the Central Plains, he had never met an opponent, and today he actually tried his best to deal with a person with his hands tied, and he couldn't even touch the corners of his clothes, and suddenly he was disheartened.

Abida said: "Are you Fan Wuming?"

Nangong Shaoyou said: "I'm just an eight-and-a-half-bag disciple under the Fan Gang Master, and the top boss also has twenty nine-bag elders, ten Dharma protectors, and two gang leaders. ”

Abida folded his hands and sighed: "From now on, I will return to Mongolia, concentrate on worshipping the Buddha, and no longer enter the Central Plains. ”

Regardless of the sixteen Mongolian warriors, he strode out of the gate, and suddenly turned back and said: "Although you have won me, I have completed the master's task, and I want to prevent you from reporting the news, I think the master has completed the mission of the Great Khan!"