Seeing the furiousness, he thought to himself: "This thief Taoist priest is obviously insulting himself, treating me as a ghost in the world, and wants to surrender." This kind of death, but no wonder the monk. After thinking about it, he stood with his palm on his chest, his arm holding a cane, and his right index finger knocking on it, comparing it to a wooden fish, but he recited the "Sending the Soul Mantra" in his mouth, and cursed him.

I only heard the sea silently chanting: "Great darkness, misty and empty." The ten kings of hell worshipped, and the disciples recited the scriptures of the dead. Amida came to listen to the recitation, Asura Sota Mosheng, the two abandoned, and the hell was accepted. Thinking of beasts, hungry ghosts open their teeth and dance their claws, cut off their three realms, this thief has no four lives, is a demon elephant, and the son purulents blood, and turns smoke into gas. Reciting the Dharma of the Masters, the decree spreads between the ever-changing worlds, the dust is full of his lonely soul, it is difficult to find the Lord's place, and he is reprimanded from hair, slurs, feathers, scales, and listens, and he is not allowed to be reincarnated and reborn. Prajna Immeasurable Amitabha Buddha ......"

When everyone saw that they were in a strange situation, they all laughed out loud and scolded with laughter: "Fuck you!

Seeing that he had surpassed the undead in advance, Zhenjizi thought that this thief was vicious, and he just wanted to subdue him, and he had no intention of harming, but the other party had the intention of harming. He was very angry in his heart, and shouted and scolded: "The bald donkey is looking for death!" and immediately made a move of "Holy Monarch Insertion Order", when the chest was stabbed. The sea was already prepared, and with a roll of his right arm, he came to recruit the "Sumeru cover top", and smashed it head-on.

The first sword of the real machine was originally a false move, and when he saw that the sea peeped through the previous move, he couldn't help but secretly warn in his heart: "This monk really has two strokes, and he can't be underestimated." Then he flashed to the left, and the long sword in his hand slanted upward, and slashed the opponent's fingers. As soon as the sea Zen staff was withdrawn, the body with the staff was turned, and a move "whirlwind on the spot" was used to stop the waist. This monk does his best together, you make a bad move, he is ruthless, greedy for all the precepts, and he has long been left behind. Straight to the point that the Buddha beat his chest, and Lao Jun fell to his feet. This section has different teachings: Taishang Laojun fights the Buddha, and the mercury refining battle against the Buddhist monks.

The two fought fiercely for fifty or sixty moves, and it was difficult to distinguish between high and low. The Zen staff in the hand of the sea danced like a raging wind, and the gods were terrified, and the sword of the real machine made the thunderbolt break the sky, and the cold light was timid. After more than ten strokes, it is still difficult to distinguish between the top and the bottom.

Although this real machine is fat and swollen, its body is very agile, and the sword in his hand makes it extremely light and agile, without any signs of clumsiness. The sea seems to be thin and godless, and the Zen staff is bulky, but it can be tricked, but the tricks are impermeable, and the strength is endless. Seeing that he couldn't fight for a long time, Zhenjizi was impatient, and he was so angry that he opened his mouth to scold, complaining that he was not used to using the sword lightly, otherwise he would have taken down the monk long ago. After a while, he scolded his junior brother again, scolding him for not changing swords with him a few days ago, so that today's battle was difficult to solve.

Seeing him scolding nonsense, he thought he was scolding himself. also scolded: "The stinky cow's nose of the egg refining pill, when you can scold to the point, the Buddha doesn't beat you into a meat pie, it can be regarded as a donkey!"

Zhenjizi was even more angry when he heard the scolding, so he didn't care about anything, and scolded fiercely: "Your grandmother's bear, Dao Ye didn't scold you, what do you answer? Although this sword is light, it is not difficult to ask you, a bitch-raised bald donkey, to chop it into meat puree! Otherwise, I am under a pig, and you deserve it!"

The two gritted their teeth and glared, scolding each other, but the weapons in their hands did not slow down at all, and their anger increased sharply.

After scolding for a while, the sea suddenly realized: "Confused, confused, bad cake." This stinky Taoist priest has dealings with the deputy examiner, and if I scold him back, won't he even be scolded by others? People are inconvenient to have trouble with me at this time, so they are afraid that they will wear my small shoes with me later. When the time comes, won't it be in vain to waste your efforts?"

Seeing that he no longer scolded, Zhenjizi threatened again: "If you are timid, quickly abandon the staff and admit defeat, kneel and shout three times, Dad, don't come to this muddy water again, Dao Ye will never let you end up with a whole body to exonerate." Otherwise, I have two junior brothers waiting outside the door, and they are not as soft as me, so it is strange not to castrate you, so that you will not be able to marry your mother-in-law in the future. ”

The sea said: "Eunuchs are not afraid, Lao Tzu is a monk and cultivator, and he is also a deaf man's ear to keep it, and it is just cumbersome, so it is better to remove it, so as not to have nowhere to get angry, and he is so anxious that his heart is itchy." ”

Zhenjizi said angrily: "Since the son is a monk, what is it so far? Isn't it that there are no three hundred taels of silver here! What bear sutra do you recite all day long?"

He scolded coldly: "What about you? What are you? If you lose this thief skin, you can still discipline me." ”

Zhen Jizi scolded angrily: "Thieves who don't know the times, what's the use of leaving you with fart!"

Seeing that these three swords were very ruthless, he couldn't help but be full of anger and hatred, and scolded: "Dare Mo Buddha, I'm afraid that you won't succeed?" Then he also swung his Zen staff, blocking up and down, and the battle was more fierce than just now.

After fighting four or five more moves, the sea saw that he was angry, although the move was ruthless, and there were many flaws, knowing that the other party just wanted to attack blindly, but ignored the taboo of the enemy. At that moment, the Zen staff withdrew, and he made a false move, pretending to retreat and flee. The real machine didn't know what the plan was, and said that the other party had been subdued by his own bravery, and immediately chased after him with a sword.

Seeing that he was chasing him less than four feet behind him, he suddenly stopped, turned to the left side, and made a fierce move to "turn back", holding a staff and smashing it back. Zhijizi raised his sword and wanted to stab the "life point" behind the opponent's back, but he saw that the opponent's Zen staff suddenly fought back, and it was too late to stop his steps. At this moment of lightning and fire, Xun came to make a move to "lie on the bridge", only to hear the sound of "bang", and the wide Taoist uniform was poked into a hole by the Zen staff. If it weren't for the fact that he was in frequent battles on weekdays, he hid in time, or the opponent's moves were a little faster, he would have avoided this chest-piercing disaster.

Seeing that he was able to flash this sudden move, his heart was also secretly surprised, so he did not allow him to turn away again, and his right hand slid along the staff, and he had already held the back end of the Zen staff, and then waved the blade to the right, making it difficult for the opponent to deal with in a hurry, and he would be defeated by the staff.

Zhen Jizi wanted to continue to recruit the "big swing tail in the air" to avoid the danger, but before the thought stopped, the opponent's Zen staff had quickly swept over. He was in mid-air, difficult to dodge, only to swing the sword to block, "dang long", the long sword was smashed in two, and then his right arm also followed the middle staff, and the pain penetrated to the bone.

If he didn't swing his sword in time to block, this right arm would have to be crippled, but fortunately, he used his sword to parry and unload most of the opponent's strength, so that he could save this right arm from being seriously injured. Seeing that his defeat was decided, Zhenjizi couldn't help but be disheartened, lying on the ground, and didn't get up for a while.

Lihai won at this time, and his heart was overjoyed, and he was afraid that the deputy examiner would hold him hostage, so he hurriedly abandoned his staff to the ground and went to support him. Seeing that he came to help him with a false heart, Zhenjizi secretly scolded that this thief monk wanted my life just now, and this is good for me, which is really hateful. As soon as his body flipped over, a mouthful of thick phlegm spurted out, all of which were spit on Hai's face, and then he scolded.

The sea was caught off guard, his eyes were also stuck with phlegm, and his face was full of faint pain, so he stretched out his sleeves to wipe it, but when he saw the slightest wisps, it was disgusting, and he couldn't help but scold: "Fucking stinky thief!

Seeing them like this, the group laughed violently.

But when he saw the deputy examiner approaching, he scolded the two of them: "Don't speak anymore!"

When the two heard this, they didn't dare to speak again. In a panic, he hurriedly made a bow to the deputy examiner, and bowed again and again, as if he had met a bodhisattva. The deputy examiner waited for the real machine to get up and asked, "Is there any injury?"

Zhen Jizi endured hatred and said: "Lord Huiyu, this bald donkey...... This monk was lucky for a while, and he fell cheap, how could he hurt me? If the sword hadn't fluttered lightly, I would have ...... it a long time ago."

The deputy examiner didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and said, "Don't say it again, it's good that it's not hurt." ”

Seeing that the examiner had gone to ask him if he was injured, he was shocked and said secretly: "It's over, it's a white victory." ”

Zhenjizi died just now to save face, but then he suddenly woke up, secretly regretted, and hurriedly added: "Back to adults, Xiaodao's right arm is injured, and it is difficult to lift it now, maybe his arm is broken." ”

The deputy examiner said: "Didn't you say just now that you weren't injured? Some minor injuries are inevitable, and it is difficult to avoid small friction in fist and foot tests, not to mention weapons competitions, as long as they are not seriously injured." ”

Zhenjizi was secretly angry, but he didn't dare to say it. Lihai was very happy in his heart, and he was so moved that he wanted to call the deputy examiner's father.

The deputy examiner preached loudly: "In the second competition, Ying'an Temple's Haisheng was defeated, and Daqingguan's real machine was defeated!"

The real machine looked embarrassed, like a mourner. Lihai was so excited that his heartbeat intensified, and he even recited Buddha to everyone. I was very proud in my heart, and I didn't have to worry about it.

After the two of them left the exam, the first martial artist in the four examination rooms was next to take the exam. Everyone cheered loudly and applauded.

After the gong sounded, two Song soldiers came out of the corner gate behind the field, and one of the two Song soldiers appeared behind them. But the man on the left, about thirty-three or fourteen years old, was born short and strong, with light steps, and a single knife hanging from his waist, and his momentum was leisurely and quiet, as if his eyes were empty. The man on the right is quite strong, twenty-four or five years old, with dark body, eyes hanging, and a single knife inserted in his back.

The two of them also followed the former, saluting Yu Yunwen and Han Yuanji and then separating the deputy examiners on both sides.

The deputy examiner still led the man on the left first: "This is the first martial artist in the second examination room, Deng Jiechao from Dongming Mansion. The crowd applauded thunderously and cheered vigorously. Deng Jiechao smiled slightly, and hugged each of them with a punch. The deputy examiner pointed to the young man on the right and said: "This is the first martial artist in the third examination room, Ma Liang and Ma Zhuang from Runan, Henan!"

After the introduction, the gong sounded, and the deputy examiner stepped down. Both of them unsheathed their blades and unsheathed their swords.

Deng Jiechao's single knife is nothing special. But Ma Liang's knife, the back of the knife is heavy and wide, only the edge of the knife is shiny, and the rest of the place is black, anyway, there is a tiger head on both sides, opening his mouth and spitting out his teeth, if he roars, this heavy black single knife matches him, it is very majestic, and the situation is seductive. When everyone looked at Ma Liang's strength, they all thought that he would most likely win this competition.

This Ma Liang is none other than the second son of Ma Zuqi, the leader of the Runan Tiger Head Gang. Ma Liang has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he was deeply spoiled by Ma Zuqi, and he taught him all his kung fu. Although he is not as famous as his father, he has a huge brute strength, and his knife skills want to catch up with his father's speed, and he also has the reputation of "Little Three Knives" within a radius of 100 miles. Among Ma Zuqi's four sons and many disciples, he is the most outstanding in martial arts. In the examination room, he supported a thousand catties of stone drums and defeated dozens of heroes, but he was proud of the spring breeze and was young and promising.

The two hugged the knife and saluted, Deng Jiechao nodded and smiled slightly: "Please give me advice." ”