Chapter 160: Making a Mess in the General's Mansion 1

Yujianglong stopped there and said majestically: "We are rat hunters, specializing in beating rats like you." Shi Longshan, as the general of Zhenyuan, you are responsible for protecting the peace of the people, but now you are colluding with Fanbang and wanting to rebel and cause chaos in the township, which is simply a wolf ambition. If you listen to my advice to abandon your armor and surrender, and bind up the barbarians, and go to the government to receive your guilt, you will be punished for it, or you will be killed today. ”

When Shi Longshan heard this, he was so angry that he shouted: "Come on, tie up these thieves for me." ”

The guards on both sides heard the order, shouted and rushed forward with their swords. Everyone put these guards in their eyes, Ding Cheng hit two with one punch and kick, and the long sword of Baiyun Dao was horizontal, and two more were cut over. Guo Zhengnan grabbed the blade of a guard and folded it slightly, breaking the knife into two pieces. Then, with one hand, he grabbed the soldier by the collar, lifted him up, threw it out, and smashed it on two soldiers, who fell to the ground in a ball.

When the rest of the soldiers saw this, they didn't dare to rush forward, but only shouted with knives around them.

Seeing this, Shi Longshan rushed up angrily and scolded: "A bunch of waste, bring my knife." The two soldiers hurriedly lifted a large knife from the weapon rack and sent it to Shi Longshan. Looking at the appearance of these two soldiers carrying the big knife, it can be seen that this big knife weighs about seventy or eighty pounds, and the handle and blade of the knife are made of stainless steel, which is completely integrated.

Shi Longshan grabbed the big knife in one hand and waved it in the air and was about to step forward to fight the Yujiang Dragon, when a monk next to him stood up and said: "General, slow down, you don't need to do it yourself, let the old man meet these things who don't know the height of the sky for a while." ”

When Shi Longshan saw someone coming out, he stepped back and slammed the big knife up the steps, only to hear a loud clatter, and smashed the steps into a small hole.

Yujianglong looked at this monk, and he knew it. This monk is the cause monk of the Jade Buddha Temple. He knew that because the monk cultivated both inside and outside, his martial arts were very high, especially a hard qigong, which could open a stele and crack a stone.

Monk Liyin walked down the steps, stood forward, held a bronze stick with eyebrows in his hand, looked at Yujianglong and the others and said, "I don't know which hero is willing to teach a few tricks?"

Guo Zhengnan took a step forward and said, "Let me accompany you for a few moves." ”

When the monk saw that this person had thick eyebrows and big eyes, his face was calm, he should be a master, but he didn't know him, so he asked: "Please forgive the old man for being clumsy, I don't know who the donor is, please report your name." ”

Guo Zhengnan said: "Under Guo Zhengnan." ”

The monk was stunned for a moment, and said: "I have heard for a long time that the horse gang Guo Daxia is a hero, and a pair of iron palms have overturned countless heroes in the green forest. As he spoke, he raised the cooked brass stick and smashed it on his head.

Guo Zhengnan dodged the first stick and fought with the monk Yin. These two people practiced hard skills, paying attention to strength and heavy moves, only hearing the whirring wind on the field, and the two fought equally.

At this time, King Kang Le, as soon as he saw the situation in the field, knew that the situation was not good, quietly retreated, turned into the corridor on the left, and slipped to the backyard, and the two people who came with him followed closely behind, wanting to escape from this place of right and wrong while the chaos was in place.

Ding Cheng saw that these people wanted to slip away, jumped in front of a few people, and shouted: "A few people go slowly." ”

The guard behind King Kang Le, the god Hercules Kong, Balman, drew his sword and slashed without saying a word.