XXXII. Soldiers and Junior Generals

"Oops!"

"Flash!"

"Be careful!"

"Behind—"

The battle intent behind him was monstrous, and the old man just couldn't see it, and slowly walked forward with his hands behind his back. With the knife in his hand and shoulder, Yang Tiangang took it as soon as he touched it, and said word by word with angry eyes: "Good, good, Your Excellency's good intentions!" Guan Laohan turned around and smiled slightly: "It's easy to say, Yang Lao's hero is bright and upright, and he is not the unknown junior who hurts people with dark arrows." Speaking lightly, the words were thorny, Yang Tiangang became more and more angry when he heard this, and he was not verbose at the moment, he stepped forward and hugged his fists slightly: "Please-"

The lord of one door, the figure in the market, but he is in the same rivers and lakes, and the lord of the Yang Sect is a war book. Words are not speculative, fists are in charge, this is the rule on the rivers and lakes. Unexpectedly, Guan Laohan didn't intend to accept the challenge, but just shook his head again and again and kept waving his hand, and said with a smile: "Old Master Yang's martial arts are strong, Guan is willing to bow to the wind, willing to bow to the wind!" But too, bow your head and admit defeat, and your fist will no longer come out, which is also the rule on the rivers and lakes.

"That being the case, you wait to kowtow and confess your guilt, and the old man is not to blame in the past. Yang Tiangang closed his fist and nodded. Here you are again, what kind of crime do you confess? Who is kowtowing? Guan Laohan shook his head and smiled: "Brother, forgive me, just talk about the matter, this matter must not be." Yang Tiangang said angrily: "How are you going? Isn't this matter over?" Guan Haishan said strangely: "Otherwise, everything is precious, why fight to the death?"

"You're dead, I'm alive!" On the side, the tengu jumped to his feet and shouted: "There is something in this old immortal's words, I'm sorry!" The second master understands people, and he really isn't a good dog!" As soon as the words fell, everyone burst into laughter! Yang Tiangang shouted sideways: "Stand down! Shameful thing!" Tengu's eyes widened, and he was surprised inexplicably: "Why are you yelling at me again? Did I say it wrong? Obviously he ......" Yang Tiangang waved his hand violently: "Take him down!" One, two, three, four stepped forward when he heard the sound, and pulled the tengu back with seven hands and eight feet.

Inevitably, it was another injustice, warm words and persuasion, not to mention.

Yang Tiangang was silent for a moment, shook his head and sighed: "It's okay, the old man is not difficult for you, only you take the old man's thirty moves, and the matter will be done today!" Seeing that today's matter could not be stopped, Guan Laohan only waited for his words, and nodded immediately: "That's it, please be merciful to my brother!"

Hit it off, crisply and neatly, give it up, and the two go to war!

The fist wind flickered, the palm shadow was everywhere, and the two of them fought back and forth, and they were all fast and fast-

"Five Elements Fist?" Yang Tiangang looked calm, and he still had time to connect high and low.

"Exactly!" Guan Haishan's expression was solemn, and he didn't dare to slack off at all: "Pay attention, and look at the old man Tiangang's palm!"

Ten moves have passed.

Yang Tiangang let out a deep sigh, and rushed forward with his palm like the wind!

The master of a door is by no means vain, the old man's moves are skillful and profound, and the old man is invincible and down!

Although the Five Elements Boxing is an ordinary boxing method, Guan Haishan has also practiced for many years, and he has a good foundation in internal skills, but he can support it for a while!

It's just that he secretly complained.

Twenty moves have passed.

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one, this is the jargon and the truth.

The fists and feet are not as good, the body is not as good, and the internal force is also not as good, in comparison, Guan Haishan's defeat is fully revealed, and the danger of retreating again and again is full of dangers!

Yang Tiangang had already become a bamboo in his chest, and when his palms were flying, he laughed loudly: "Three moves, take your left rib!"

Twenty-five moves have passed.

In the face of the incoming palm, Guan Haishan could not avoid it, so he had to turn his palms up and block with a style of "raising fire to burn the sky", Yang Tiangang's left foot popped out of the ground, and a style of "Kuixing Kick Fight" went straight to his left chest! Guan Haishan's secret path was not good, but there was no other way, and his left palm would sink a "Haidilao Moon" upside down. In the end, it was a mirror flower, but it was empty, Yang Tiangang's left foot retracted his left palm and fell, a style of "Beidou Sichen"——

Fingertips brushed slightly over the left ribs, and then the feet landed gently.

Twenty-eight moves, Guan Haishan was defeated.

There is no first, there are high and low martial arts, and the half-line is separated by a moat.

Guan Laohan stroked his chest and retreated, his face pale: "Admire and admire! Thank you, brother, your subordinates are merciful!" The sigh fell, the shouting rose again, some people were happy and some were worried, and the most proud was the tengu: "Hahahaha! Now I know that your grandfather has been harmed, hurry up, quickly kneel down and kowtow to the second master!"

Guan Haishan didn't look at him, coughed lightly, and said solemnly: "Old hero Yang, Guan Mou's skills are not as good as others, this time he lost is convinced, but this matter is ......" Yang Tiangang waved his hand and said impatiently: "I am willing to lose the bet, and talk a lot of nonsense!" Guan Laohan said softly: "I hope that the old hero will raise his noble hand and forgive his sins." Yang Tiangang's anger surged, and he scolded angrily: "You are a scoundrel! The master of the old man's family, how can he send such a salty and indifferent way? Don't say it again, quickly kneel down and make amends, if not——"

"Teach you to break your bones and scatter ashes today, and there is no place to bury your death!" Tengu replied triumphantly.

"Kneel, kneel, kowtow!" one, two, three, four, all spoke in unison.

There was a lot of noise inside and outside the field, and everyone was talking.

What to do? What to do? Looking at the old man: "The old man is just a pawn in front of the horse, and our general has not yet come out, how can we decide the victory or defeat?"

Everyone was surprised when they heard this, and the monk sighed.

"What?General?" Lord Yang groaned, looking at them one by one, the young man, the little girl, the little monk, the big monk: "That monk, could it be you?" The monk smiled: "It's not me, it's not me." "It's not you, who is it?" Is it you?" Guan Meng's chest blood stains were not dry, and when he saw this, he roared angrily: "It's me!" Guan Ling pouted and scolded: "Brother, you are still blind! Hmph, you can't beat that little one!" Guan Meng said angrily: "Who said that, he was a sneak attack! You didn't see my ......"

It's not this, it's not that, it's just a half-old and stupid monk left.

Wuzen looked at him quite shyly, and hehe Yile lowered his head.

The face was red again.

Old Hero Yang was furious, and shouted angrily: "You bastard! Nonsense, especially hateful!" Guan Laohan smiled embarrassedly, turned around and walked quickly to the table, and said in a low voice: "Master, the situation is compelling, just make a move?" Lingxiu nodded, and also said in a low voice: "Wuzen, the situation is compelling, let's make a move?" Wuchan was stupid when he heard this, raised his head and looked left and right: "Master, what do you want Wuzen to do?" Guan Laohan was also stupid, and looked at Lingxiu in a daze: "Master, what did you just say?" Lingxiu closed his eyes and said to himself: "Amitabha, the monk didn't say it. Guan Laohan was stunned, and suddenly raised his eyebrows: "No Zen, the situation is compelling, this-"

Seeing a few people muttering endlessly, many people present were impatient: "It's endless, you have to fight quickly! Where did all this gossip come from!" The master of the door was furious, one, two, three, four were full of righteous indignation, but the most chaotic thing in his heart was the tengu, and the tengu was shouting and scolding, and the ominous meaning in his heart was faintly surging!

Under the attention of everyone, in the midst of thousands of hustle and bustle, Wuchan suddenly shouted and jumped, clapping his hands happily: "Wuchan knows, Uncle Guan is going to Wuzen to go up to compete, haha! Competition!" Guan Laohan smiled and nodded, and said in his heart that the old man said for a long time before you understand, this little monk is really enough! Wuchan cheered, and suddenly patted his head again: "Master, Master, Wuzen-" Lingxiu smiled intently, and gently tilted his head.

Fight!

Wu Zen joy descended from the sky, Wu Chan was overjoyed, Wu Chan had already seen the itch on the side, at this time it was finally Wu Chan's turn to play! I have to say, Wu Zen monk's biggest hobby is martial arts, just because the little monk is obsessed with martial arts, love martial arts madness! The little monk smiled and strode forward, standing tall in the field, his eyes were blazing and there was no trace of fear, and there was no half of timidity at all! It's just that a big red jacket is a little nondescript, there are already spent ink stains behind the bare head, clothes are not clothes, and the doctor can't be a doctor, it's funny, ridiculous!

Just look at the small soldiers as generals, against the majestic old commander, who can win this confused battle!

Yang Tiangang couldn't laugh.

Yang Lao Hero has practiced martial arts for many years, his eyes are like torches, and the little monk is standing there like a rock, looking at the long breath, there is a hidden tendency to stop the mountains and mountains-

What a monk!

Who are you?

Are you coming?

Say!

"Amitabha, the little monk has no Zen-" Wu Chan stammered and said, "No Zen is polite, please, uh, it is the old benefactor who gave the teaching." The little monk shrank his hands and feet in a blink of an eye, and the old general used a knife to kill chickens? Yang Tiangang shook his head and smiled, and turned his back: "Zhang Hu." One man stepped forward in response, and he stood up. This person is burly, his eyes are sharp and powerful, standing there two heads higher than the little monk, and the momentum of the end is amazing! Zhang Hu laughed three times, and licked the corners of his mouth with his tongue, looking just like a majestic tiger: "Little monk, I'm here to fight with you!"

At noon, the sky was bright.

One big and one small stood opposite each other, and they slowly pulled off the posture -

Hey!ha!;