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Chapter 622: Dungeon Chain, Heavenly God Cable (Part 1)

The flowers are blooming and falling in the rain, and the shadows of the trees are dancing.

Zhang Dayou looked around blankly, but where could he find Wen Er's shadow?

Among the crowd of heroes who were watching in the rain, there were soon bursts of surprised and suspicious sounds. The voices overlapped and gradually became noisy, and soon drowned out the sound of the rain, like a boiling cauldron or the roar of bamboos. Everyone expressed their own opinions and could not talk to each other.

The speculations and discussions of Yang Chaoxi and others were insignificant among the crowd. However, Yang Chaoxi had an idea and suddenly said to Zen Master Lingzhen: "Monk Lingzhen, there is only one person left on the stage now, what will happen to the outcome?

calculate?"

Zen Master Lingzhen wanted to ignore it, but this question immediately resonated, and echoes sounded one after another, quickly building momentum.

Zen Master Lingzhen felt that he was in trouble. He clasped his palms together and bowed to all the knights. When he raised his head, his face returned to a calm and calm expression: "Master Wen has neither admitted defeat nor seen a body. How can you be so decisive that you will lose?"

?I sincerely hope that all the heroes will be more patient and wait and see for a while, the winner will surely be determined!"

Although this explanation seemed to be unreasonable, it also suppressed many restless hearts. They all turned their attention to the square stage again, looking at Zhang Zhangyou who was aiming at nothing, and felt it was a bit funny.

At this moment, a half-cut dwarf suddenly appeared from a bamboo and rattan ring not far behind Zhang Oil. The dwarf's upper body was more than two feet tall, with huge bull's eyes, a thick head, and two sleeve arrows in his hands, and he shot at Zhang Oil.

Prick on the calf!

"Watch out!!"

"damn thing!"

"The thief is shameless!"

"What a trick! He's so unpredictable that it's hard to guard against him!"

"..."

Seeing the jet-black sleeve arrowheads glowing with a green light, the heroes in the audience gave mixed reviews. Some despised his vicious thoughts and despicable actions, while others praised his superb escape skills and unpredictable ghosts and gods. They were shouting,

Chatting incessantly makes people angry.

However, when facing an enemy in battle, one must use all means. Tang Xiaochan, the "Guanghan Fairy" of the Tang Sect, was like this before, and now this dwarf who appeared out of thin air is also like this. Most of the heroes think there is nothing wrong with it.

Although Yang Zhaoxi and others were on pins and needles, they could only clench their fists and choke their wrists, looking at the ocean and sighing. They watched helplessly as the sleeve arrows pierced through the robe, and then pecked out two bloody holes in Zhang's oiled legs.

"Pop!"

Hearing only two superimposed crisp sounds, Zhang Dayou suddenly turned around and swung out two swords with the cast-iron pole in his hand, sending the arrows flying away from his sleeves. The pole did not lose its force, and then struck the dwarf on the head. Unexpectedly, the dwarf

It shrunk and disappeared, leaving only a bamboo and rattan ring glued to the table.

The pole was knocked out of the air and hit the square platform. Water splashed out immediately, and there was another dent that could not be bridged on the wooden platform. Zhang Jiali grinned, but the force of the shock came back, and his palms felt numb and painful, and he almost broke the pole.

Spread away.

The dwarf escaped without a trace, leaving only a bamboo and rattan ring on the stage.

Zhang Dayou was full of anger and had nowhere to vent, but when he looked around the stage, he was left alone. He couldn't help but shouted angrily: "Your Majesty hides his head and shows his tail, pretends to be a ghost, what kind of person are you? If you are still timid and unable to fight, you might as well just admit defeat."

, don’t teach the heroes of the world to laugh at you!”

However, the only answer to him was the sound of wind, rain, and the noise of laughter from the audience.

At this moment, a sneaky head suddenly appeared from another bamboo and rattan ring on the right rear of Zhang You. Its fish-like eyes were filled with vulgarity and cunning. It wasn't the dwarf, but who was it?

?

The dwarf opened his mouth wide, but spit out several "teeth", which were like insinuating insects. The "teeth" seemed to be made from willow branches, less than two inches long, and both ends were very sharp. They came out suddenly and made a few sounds.

It was inaudible. By the time Zhang Dayou noticed it, "Ti Teeth" had penetrated his robe and shot at his Mingmen, Zhishi, Zuo Qihai, right kidney and other acupuncture points. The pain made Zhang Dayou stiffen all over and he almost lost his footing.

Go down.

The dwarf was overjoyed and jumped out from the bamboo and rattan ring, showing a short and clumsy figure with thick hands and feet. Looking at the opportunity that Zhang's acupuncture points were injured and his breath was stagnant, he took out two silver handles from his arms.

The shining dagger pierced his heart and waist.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Dayou, who was already staggering, suddenly turned around and stabbed straight. He bypassed the dagger in an instant and stabbed the dwarf on the shoulder. The stab caused the dwarf to do somersaults and fall.

Entering another bamboo and rattan ring, the table in the ring suddenly melted and "swallowed" the dwarf inside, leaving half of his head and face missing.

It turns out that the dwarf's acupuncture recognition is not accurate, and the "picking" is weak and weak. Although it pierces the skin, it penetrates the flesh very shallowly. Zhang Tashiyou deliberately sacrificed his life as a lure, just to lure the dwarf to underestimate the enemy and advance rashly, so that he can defeat him in one fell swoop.

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However, the dwarf who was hit by his backhand was not only agile in stature, but also thick-skinned and thick-skinned. Even though he had used 80% of his strength when the pole was thrust out, it only managed to knock the dwarf off his feet, and he took the opportunity to roll into a bamboo cane.

Inside the ring, he escaped to the ground again.

Zhang Youyou was so angry that he stomped his feet. However, the dwarf was like a frightened mole and did not dare to show his head for a long time. Zhang Youyou squatted south and guarded the north, looking east and west, but he could no longer find an opportunity to take action.

There were more and more people in the audience showing disdain or gloating about someone else's misfortune. Even Zen Master Lingzhen looked a little uneasy. He immediately summoned a monk and whispered a few words softly before regaining his composure.

The expression comes.

The monk got the password from Zen Master Lingzhen, but he quietly disappeared into the bushes, jumped out of the boat, and paddled away in the rain. He didn't know where he went.

Yang Chaoxi watched this scene with his eyes full, knowing that there must be something fishy, ​​but for a moment, he couldn't think of a reason. He had to clasp his fists to Xiao Zhan and ask for advice:

"Brother Xiao, you have been in Gongmen for a long time and traveled a lot in the market, so you must be well-informed. Although Xiaodao is in the northern and southern cities of Luoyang, you have seen hundreds of opera performers doing their tricks on the ground, but you don't know these things.

Brother Xiao, please explain the origin of the bamboo and rattan rings."

Xiao Zhan smiled and said, "Junior Brother Yang, why do you need such compliments? Xiao Xiao just heard about it from hearsay. I happened to hear an old Wuhou mention these bamboo and rattan rings, which are called "Escape from the Earth", which is a colorful opera from the Western Regions.

The equipment seems to be superb, but in fact there is another mystery. It is nothing more than a trick such as a secret passage. However, the dwarf in front of me can make it so flawlessly, which shows that he has put in a lot of hard work..."

On the side, servants such as Gu Xingde, Liao Haiqian, Shang Sizuo and others turned their heads to this side and listened attentively when they saw Xiao Zhan talking.

On the other hand, Zhang Dayou, who was on the square stage, had already kicked up a few scattered bamboo and rattan rings, as if to vent his anger, or to force the dwarf or the ancient opera artist Wen Er to appear. He was dancing with a pole in his hand.

With a weak swing, many raindrops were scattered and disappeared into the mist.

Suddenly, from a bamboo and rattan ring in the front left, the dwarf popped up again, like a living mole. When he saw Zhang Douyou looking for him with an angry look and waving his pole, he calmly made a face, and then started acting furtively.

He shrank back, making all the knights laugh.

Zhang was so furious that he had no choice but to stomp on the bamboo and rattan ring, as if he was going to break through the countertop. He then pulled out the disgusting-looking dwarf, skinned and deboned it, roasted it and deep-fried it.

However, just as Zhang Doyou was waving his pole, destroying the bamboo and rattan ring and the table, the dwarf emerged from another bamboo and rattan ring about ten feet away from behind him, and said sarcastically: "It turns out that the name of the poem moved the world.

Zhang Dayou, there are times when he is so angry, hehe! What a pity...today next year will be your death anniversary!"

The voice was rough and hoarse. It was not the ancient opera master Wen'ur who had just disappeared, but who was it?

Zhang Zhangyou suddenly turned around, and without hesitation hit Wen'ur's head with the pole in his hand: "You dog begs to be beaten!!"

There was a muffled sound of "Bang!", and the cast-iron pole actually smashed the square platform into a hole as big as the mouth of a bowl. The hole was trapped by bamboo and rattan rings, and soon a puddle of rainwater accumulated. From a distance, it looked like a

A group of strange pupils.

However, Wen'ur had already retracted his head, and when he stretched his head again, he was already two feet away.

I saw his short and thick arm raised, and there was actually a small square iron box tied to it. Before Zhang Zhangyou could recover, he had already pulled the trigger and released several boxes as thin as ox hair and as dense as a torrential rain.

The silver needle came. The needle flashed with blue light, it was the Tang Sect's hidden weapon "The Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle"!

Zhang Duyou's heart skipped a beat, he held his pole on the ground, and suddenly jumped up to a height of seven or eight feet. Then he did a fish leap in the air and landed about ten feet away, barely escaping the plot of these "Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needles".

Under the Changxuan, Wang Yunxiu and all the disciples of the Tang Sect all clapped their legs and stamped their feet, exclaiming that it was a pity. Prime Minister Yuan Zai, who was sitting in the middle, also had a face as heavy as water, and his fists in his sleeves were clenched tightly.

Knead it "clucking"

Sound.

Yang Zhaoxi and the others were holding their hands and jumping for joy, dancing and cheering continuously. This caused some knights to look sideways and ordered them to sit down quickly so as not to disturb everyone's interest in watching the battle.

As soon as Zhang Duyou's feet landed on the ground, the pole in his hand was already caught in the strong wind and whizzed out. It was Qin Shubao's unique move "Letting Go". The pole came at once and hit the bamboo and rattan rings and the table with a "bang".

The blunt and rounded edges instantly cut off the bamboo and rattan ring, turning it back into a curved bamboo branch.

However, Wen'ur still took advantage of it and dodged the thunderous blow. When he popped up again, he was two feet away. Zhang was furious and ran away, picked up the cast iron pole again, and ran towards Wen'er again.

Rush away...

Wen'er waited for work, alternately emerging from several bamboo and rattan rings from time to time. He would either tease Zhang Takuyou with words, or wait for the opportunity to launch the "Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needle", tossing Zhang Takuyou until he was exhausted.

Having spent half of his life wandering around the world, how could Zhang Dayou not see through Wen'ur's tricks? It's just that the "Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needle" is already very powerful, and Wen'or's figure was unstable during the "Escape Chain", making it difficult to kill him with one hit.

Only then did he have to exert all his energy and fight with it.

Zhang Zhangyou took a few more breaths and realized that the bamboo and rattan ring that he had just cut off unintentionally seemed to have lost its effectiveness and could no longer be used by Wenour to drill in and out. A sudden realization came to his heart.

After thinking about this, Zhang Dayou's thoughts started to spin, and he unleashed the "Chou Yun Sword Technique" in his hand.

"Snapped!"

Another bamboo and rattan ring broke in response, turning into two rattan pieces of different lengths.

Wen'er emerged from another nearby bamboo and rattan ring, looked at the scene in front of him, and his expression suddenly changed: "Zhang Dayou! I am here, how dare you attack! How can you use this treasure of mine to vent your anger?"

"Hmph! Don't rush to ask for a beating, how can I spare you!"

Zhang Zhangyou shouted loudly, and then he came, swinging the pole in his hand mercilessly, and still hit the bamboo and rattan ring.

However, Wen'ur still managed to escape under the table when there was no time to react. He was as cunning and clever as a fox or rat. In less than a breath, he emerged from another bamboo and rattan ring, extremely provocative.

He was able to do something, which made Zhang Dayou attack again in anger.

On the square platform where the wind and rain were getting lighter, a funny scene appeared: Wenour appeared everywhere, provoking recklessly; the iron pole followed closely and hit it head-on, but was repeatedly dodged by Wenner... The two chased each other.

Escape, attack and defend, watching the people under the Changxuan looking at each other, making the heroes laugh from time to time.

The most incredible thing is that later on, two "Wen'ur" emerged from two bamboo and rattan rings that were far apart at the same time, causing Zhang Youyou to worry about one thing and miss the other. He didn't know that this was the method of clone.

Or a Western illusion.

Even so, Wen'ur still couldn't stop Zhang Takuyou from cutting off the bamboo and rattan rings.

The iron pole was heavy and blunt, but in Zhang Dayou's hands, it was always light and heavy. In just a few seconds, he cut all the seven or eight bamboo and rattan rings scattered on the square platform into rattan and bamboo branches of different lengths.

And Wen'ur, who was stretching his head and thinking in the "Escape Chain", was like a mole whose hole was sealed and could no longer burrow onto the surface.

Zhang Duyou stood up, panting, looking at the mess on the ground, and felt a sense of relief.

The crowd of heroes in the audience became noisy again, but the conversation suddenly changed. They all praised Zhang Zhangyou's swordsmanship. Yang Chaoxi looked at it and felt infinite contempt in his heart. The so-called "grass on the wall will fall with the wind" is nothing more than this.

Yes. Most of the heroes in the world also have the same face, which is really disappointing.

Thousands of pairs of eyes stared at the table, looking at Zhang Dayou standing on the iron, thinking that this competition would be settled by now.

However, Zhang Dayou's eyes were still alert, as if facing a deep valley, he turned on his hips and scanned the wet square platform carefully, as if to guard against Wenour, who had transformed into a dwarf, and would jump out of a crack in the ground somewhere.

Just when everyone was still suspicious, sharp-eyed people had already noticed that on the five-foot-square table, the ropes that Wen'ur had previously pulled intermittently were disappearing from the table piece by piece!

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Thanks to the undefined formula, I lie down late at night listening to the wind and snow, and An Yuechen and several big guys recommended and supported it!


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