"Stop!" A lion's roar came from the distance! A gray shadow was as fast as the wind, jumping continuously on the roof, and finally did two somersaults and fell into the village from mid-air.
"What a handsome man!" Bai Fu trembled and looked at the person. He was about fifteen or sixteen years old. He had a typical appearance of a Sichuan boy. He was not tall, thin and delicate, with not many buns and bright eyes. . He is dressed in coarse cloth, simple and unpretentious, but with a stick in his hand, he is not angry and has authority.
"I thought it was someone sent by the general again, but it turned out to be a little brat!" Wang Zhanhe felt relieved and joked.
"You who committed adultery and plundered will be sent to Avici Hell!" The young man holding the stick looked righteous.
"It's up to you? Go to hell!" Wang Zhanshan sneered and swung the one-legged bronze man towards the young man holding the stick. The young man stepped on his horse, lowered his center of gravity, bowed his left hand forward, and danced the black-tipped stick behind him in his right hand. Flowers and stick heads speed up to meet the one-legged bronze man.
There was a loud "dang" sound, and the one-legged bronze man and the black-headed stick collided head-on. Wang Zhanshan and the boy each took three steps back.
Wang Zhanhe was secretly shocked, knowing that his brother Wang Zhanshan was born with supernatural powers. A one-legged bronze man weighed more than eighty kilograms, and when it danced, it had hundreds of kilograms of strength. Unless the soldiers in the army used heavy weapons such as hammers and axes, ordinary people could not He didn't dare to fight against the one-legged bronze man. But this young man could swing away the one-legged bronze man with only a black-tipped stick. It couldn't be done without the internal energy. So, he secretly aimed the crossbow arrow at the young man holding the stick.
The young boy holding a stick is not afraid of tigers, and he fights Wang Zhanshan bravely. His stick skills are like overwhelming mountains and seas, and he keeps attacking. But Wang Zhanshan has been in battle for a long time, and when he sees that the young stick skills are amazing, he does not seek merit, but seeks no faults, so he dances the one-legged bronze man It formed a copper wall and an iron wall. At the same time, relying on his divine power and horizontal kung fu, he continuously squeezed and blocked the attack route of the stick-wielding boy. After dozens of moves, the boy already knew that Wang Zhanshan had amazing supernatural power and long-lasting endurance. If he did not change his stick technique, he would probably be defeated. .The best strategy at present is to find out the secret behind Wang Zhanshan's Thirteen Taibao Henglian as soon as possible.
The young man holding the stick took a deep breath, and the true energy of his Dantian spread throughout his body. He used the special skill taught by his master - the Lengafu Tiger Stick Technique. He relaxed his fingers and no longer clenched the black-shaded stick. He exerted force with his thumb and index finger and moved The wooden stick was rubbed clockwise in the hand. The black-tipped stick rotated rapidly in the hand, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder. Immediately, the black-tipped stick came out of the body like a snake, and the stick technique was like a spear, piercing Wang Zhanshan's throat at an extremely fast speed. Wang Zhanshan was shocked and used all his strength to block the Wushao stick. The blocked Wushao stick was like a living snake, with a soft body. After swinging away, it turned in an arc and continued to stab Wang Zhanshan's ribs. Wang Zhanshan quickly turned sideways and twisted away. The head of the stick was changed into a whip, and the strong wind swept across, hitting Wang Zhanshan under the ribs with force. Even though Wang Zhanshan was practicing kung fu with thirteen Taibao, he was not afraid of the whip stone, but he still screamed in pain.
Wang Zhanshan immediately took two steps back to avoid the young man holding the stick's attack on his vitals. He raised the one-legged bronze man with both hands and used the move "Strike Huashan" to switch from defense to offense and hit the young man. In this move, Wang Zhanshan used all his strength , the young man did not dare to meet it. He twisted his right waist and prepared to dodge sideways. At the moment when he was free, Wang Zhanhe pressed the machine with his fingers, and the crossbow arrow shot directly into the young man's eyes. If the young man dodged the crossbow arrow, he would be hit by the one-legged bronze man. .If you avoid the bronze man, you will be injured by the crossbow arrows. How cruel.
Seeing that the boy holding the stick was about to be injured, Bai Fu quickly flew forward, and the long sword in his hand shot out, hitting the tail of the crossbow. The crossbow changed its direction and flew towards Wang Zhanshan. It turned out that Bai Fu had been paying attention to Wang Zhanhe for a long time. He made a sneak attack, and as soon as he saw him taking action, he immediately jumped to the rescue.
Wang Zhanshan's one-legged bronze man made a big hole in the ground and was about to backhand the boy with the stick when the crossbow arrow suddenly changed direction and flew towards him. He had no time to block it with the bronze man, so he had to turn around and avoid it.
The opportunity was not to be missed. The young man with the stick seized the opportunity, stepped on the one-legged bronze man with an arrow, and took advantage of the momentum to leap into the air, right on top of Wang Zhanshan. The young man did a split with his legs in the air, and took out a stick from his crotch, and the head of the stick hit Wang Zhanshan right in the air.
Baihui point on the top of the head.
The Baihui Point on the top of his head was where Wang Zhanshan's shield door was located, and it was extremely fragile. Wang Zhanshan let out an earth-shattering roar, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground.
When Wang Zhanhe saw his eldest brother fell to the ground, his eyes were red, he threw away the crossbow, picked up a simple knife, flew down from the roof, and struck the boy with the stick in front of him with the knife. The boy raised the stick with both hands and made a move of "raising fire to burn the sky",
Wang Zhanhe blocked Wang Zhanhe's knife. Immediately, he stepped on the seven stars with his legs, and the head of the club was like the tip of a spear, piercing Wang Zhanhe's chest. Wang Zhanhe took a leap, changed from facing the enemy frontally to facing the enemy sideways, twisted his upper body slightly, and used the simple knife in his hand to slash.
In order to cut it, he cut it along the black tip stick towards the young man's finger.
The boy had no choice but to withdraw his stick and cross his sword, and then hit Wang Zhanhe with his sword. After more than a dozen moves, Wang Zhanhe saw that he couldn't get any advantage, so he came up with a plan. While attacking, he quietly moved his position to a place with more gravel on the field. His right foot was on the ground.
With one sweep, a piece of sand was rolled up and swept towards the young man's eyes. The young man did not expect this move, and his eyes were squinted by the sand and dust. Wang Zhanhe was swept by a strong wind, and the plain knife slashed the young man's left neck diagonally from the upper right. At the critical moment, the young man was abnormal.
Calmly, with your eyes slightly closed, listen to the wind and judge your position, hold the middle of the stick with both hands, dance out a wall of sticks, turn from offense to defense, and protect the vital parts of the body. Wang Zhanhe's simple knife cannot break this stick technique and cannot attack. Wang Zhanhe is very
It was cunning. If the first plan failed, he would try another plan to kill the young man while his eyes were still confused. So he took two steps back, used his feet to hook up the shield beside the dead soldier, and pretended to run away.
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Sure enough, he heard Ding Shujian shouting: "Dog thief, don't run away!" He stood up and chased after him, but as soon as he took two steps, he was assassinated by Wang Zhanhe's hidden arrow. Two of the three hidden arrows were knocked down by Ding Shujian's sword dance, leaving only one.
Shot Ding Shujian in the leg, he staggered and fell to the ground.
The boy holding the stick was so anxious that he didn't care about protecting himself. He chased Wang Zhanhe with his eyes blurred. When Wang Zhanhe saw the boy holding the stick chasing after him, he turned to the corner of the house and disappeared around the corner. When the boy saw the figure disappearing, he accelerated his pursuit. He just ran to
At the corner, I saw a flash of cold light, and the tip of the knife slashed straight at the door.
It turned out that after Wang Zhanhe turned a corner, he hid behind the pillars in the corner of the house, and using the cover of the pillars, he used his famous stunt of returning the saber.
At the critical moment of life and death, the boy once again used the life-threatening skill of Lengafu's tiger stick method. Instead of retreating, he advanced, the human stick merged into one, the black-tipped stick rotated rapidly, and the head of the stick was like the tip of a spear, thrust out with spiral force, and the momentum was extremely high.
It was so big that it pierced the corridor pillar and plunged into Wang Zhanhe's abdomen.
Wang Zhanhe couldn't believe this scene. He widened his eyes and watched the blood gushing out from his abdomen. He slowly fell down and murmured to himself: "We two brothers have killed so many people to support us. We are good enough!"