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Chapter 185: Masters come forth in large numbers and the battle rages!  Ask for a monthly pass!

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    Ma Guangzuo was upset, he was about to tear Lu Youjiao into pieces, but Lu Youjiao used the dog-beating stick technique "Zhuan" to make the enemy follow him.  Enemy Ma Guangzuo's "Qiangjian" and "Fengfu".  These acupoints are all in the center of the back, hit by the end of the stick, if Ma Guangzuo is not strong and strong, he will either be killed or injured.

    Lu Youjiao hit Ma Guangzuo, and Ma Guangzuo roared angrily and knocked him off the ring with his palm, which means he lost.

    Ma Guangzuo was also seriously injured and won the first battle.  But he has a fiery personality, facing the next Zhu Ziliu, he is still fierce and rushes wildly.

    Zhu Ziliu's expression was indifferent, and the judge's pen in his hand was infused with true energy. When Ma Guangzuo was fighting, he wrote the comment "you are a barbarian, brave but not resourceful" on his face, and Ma Guangzuo's lungs almost exploded with anger.

    Although the victory was decided, it took Zhu Ziliu another half an hour under Huang Rong's instruction to end the battle and delay the time.

    King Jinlun Fawang saw it for an hour, and the two sides only went down one each, feeling anxious.  But he also knew that there were many strong martial arts fighters in the Southern Song Dynasty. If he fired the trumpet cannon and summoned an army to encircle and suppress them, although he could wipe them all out, his contribution would be greatly reduced.  Him, how did this happen?

    He calmed down and waited for the second round of fighting.

    I would rather not start a war, but win the martial arts leader first.

    Du Yu saw Huang Rong's plan, and he knew that the Central Plains martial arts were already wary of the Mongol invasion. This was obviously delaying time.  He put his heart down and observed secretly.

    ?This time Mongolian masters competed with the Central Plains martial arts to compete for the position of the leader of the martial arts. The gathering of masters from both sides is a rare learning opportunity.

    The second round started, and Yin Kexi challenged Zhu Ziliu.  Zhu Ziliu's expression was relaxed and his movements were elegant, while Yin Kexi didn't dare to neglect, and drew out a long whip inlaid with gold and jade.  His martial arts are complicated, but they incorporate the weirdness and erraticness of Persian martial arts. He is obviously a fat man, but he moves nimbly and makes killer moves again and again.

    Zhu Ziliu is from Dali, Yin Kexi is of Persian descent, the battle for the leader of the Central Plains Wulin was fought between the two foreigners, and the fight was fierce.

    Du Yu asked Xiao Longnv: "Which of these two can win?"

    Xiao Longnu smiled lightly: "Who wins and who loses, what does it have to do with you and me?"

    Du Yu said with a smile: "We are the generals of the general team. If we win this time, we will be a strong contender for the leader of the martial arts. How can we say that it doesn't matter? The leader of the Dragon University?"

    Xiao Longnv laughed amusedly at Du Yu's trickery, and she really was like a flower blooming: "I don't want to be the leader of the leader, but you have to be the leader of the leader. Since you want to come to this earthly world, I will follow you. Hurry up and go back to the ancient world after everything has happened.  Go to the grave."

    Du Yu nodded.

    The two were chatting affectionately, over there Yin Kexi, relying on his cutting-edge strength, finally defeated Zhu Ziliu from the ring with the weird Western Region whip technique.  The price was that he was also severely injured in many places.

    So, both sides are like this, you one, me one, fight together.

    The heroes of the martial arts in the Central Plains gradually became surprised.

    Before the game, they believed that the Mongolian heroes would be quickly defeated in front of the luxurious lineup of the Central Plains martial arts, but as the game progressed, the strength of the Mongolian martial arts masters was fully demonstrated!

    The Jinlun Fawang faction had a serious look on their faces. It was much more difficult to challenge the Central Plains martial arts than imagined.

    As soon as Zhu Ziliu was beaten down by Yin Kexi, thousands of warriors in the Central Plains erupted into a tsunami: "Guild Huang! Guild Master Huang is coming!"

    "Show these ignorant Tartars a little bit!"

    "Once the gang leader comes out, there will be no dogs in the world!"

    Huang Rong was pregnant with Liujia, but she couldn't see how inconvenient she was. She held a dog-beating stick in her hand and stood pretty on the stage. She didn't see Guo Fu crying, but looked at Yin Kexi with a smile: "Huang Rong learned how to whip from the Western Regions."

    Yin Kexi was startled, Huang Rong's name was well known long before coming to the south, and seeing the shadow of a famous tree today even though she is pregnant, this former leader of the beggar gang is by no means an easy person.

    He smiled on the surface: "I also ask Gang Leader Huang to be merciful."

    Huang Rong smiled and said, "It's easy to talk about!"

    She spoke politely, but the dog-beating stick in her hand was not polite at all. She swung out a move, and said with a smile: "The stick is used in a sweeping way, and you can't turn back when you hit the two dogs horizontally!"

    Only two slaps were heard, and before Yin Kexi could dodge, he was hit on the ankle twice by Huang Rong's dog-beating stick, and the pain made him sweat profusely.  This is the horizontal stick method of sweeping the ground, using Yin Kexi's feet as two dogs.

    Although Yin Kexi was in pain and screamed, Qiao Huang Rong also sighed inwardly.

    &Ma Guangzuo and the other three who came with him were beaten into an extremely embarrassing situation. They gave a cold snort and jumped onto the stage.

    His opponent is Wang Chuyi, one of the four sons of Quanzhen.

    When Wang Chu saw a Mongolian master, his enemies were extremely jealous when they met!

    Under the encirclement and suppression of the Mongolian army, the Quanzhen sect lost the Chongyang Palace. Danyang son Ma Yu, Qingjing Sanren Sun Buer and thousands of disciples and disciples all died in battle!

    Especially for a Central Plains martial arts master like Xiaoxiangzi who recognizes a thief as his father, he didn't even bother to say anything, and said coldly: "Let's do it."

    Wang Chuyi was above Xiaoxiangzi in terms of age and seniority, so he let Xiaoxiangzi make the move first.

    Xiaoxiangzi giggled, swung the pure steel mourning stick, and rushed towards Wang Chuyi.

    As soon as Wang Chu swung the Quanzhen long sword, he fought fiercely with Xiaoxiangzi.

    The mourning stick and the long sword kept colliding in the air, sending out bursts of sparks.

    Wang Chuyi uses the orthodox Quanzhen swordsmanship. Although Xiaoxiangzi's name is elegant, his appearance is like a zombie, and his martial arts is even more like a zombie.

    In terms of swordsmanship, Wang Chuyi was better than Xiaoxiangzi. Under his full rage, the light of the long sword gradually suppressed the power of the steel mourning staff.

    Xiaoxiangzi smiled, and suddenly pressed a mechanism at the end of the mourning stick!

    The mourning stick suddenly sprayed out a stream of crimson arsenopyrite, which shot directly at Wang Chuyi!

    When Xiaoxiangzi was practicing kung fu in the barren mountains of Hunan, he once saw a toad hiding behind a broken coffin spraying poisonous sand and poisoning a big boa constrictor.  , hidden in mourning.  The end of the stick is equipped with an organic scraper.  As soon as the finger is pressed, the arsenopyrite will spurt out, and when it is launched, it will jump up and down, and the power of the arsenopyrite will increase.  Xiaoxiangzi used this trick to deal with strong enemies, and it was tried and tested repeatedly.

    Wang Chuyi was suddenly attacked, and he exclaimed, but he is a famous martial artist after all, he is not chaotic in case of change, he withdraws his sword with one move, and quickly tosses backwards.

    Xiaoxiangzi's poisonous sand brushed over Wang Chuyi's body, and he was dodged, but he won't let anyone down, and swung the steel mourning stick to hit him!

    ?This mourning stick was filled with inner strength, every blow was terrifying, Wang Chu was defeated every move, and he was passive every step of the way.  What's more, although most of Xiaoxiangzi's arsenopyrite was avoided by him, a small piece of skin was still stained on his left arm. At this time, the toxin broke out, and his left arm was on fire, his skin festered, and he was very frightened and angry.

    ? Seeing the power, Xiaoxiangzi thought of Glory, the number one master in Mongolia.

    Seeing Xiaoxiangzi winning with the poisonous sand monster, all the heroes were upset and shouted and cursed one after another.

    Jinlun Fawang yelled angrily: "We are competing today! We didn't say that poison is not allowed! What's the point of blah blah blah!"

    With his strong inner strength, this sound overwhelmed the shouting and cursing of the audience, and there was no sound at all.

    The heroes could only look at Wang Chuyi, retreating step by step, and were cornered by Xiaoxiangzi's poisonous sand + mourning stick.

    Wang Chuyi really deserves to be the Seven Masters of Quanzhen. At the critical moment, he smiled slightly, and with a move of Iron Banqiao, abruptly dodged the sweep of the mourning stick.  On Xiaoxiangzi's pale face like a zombie!

    Xiaoxiangzi was kicked and fell backwards!

    Wang Chu let out a loud shout, one move and one sword turned Sanqing, three swords and one sword were stronger than one sword, and blasted towards Xiaoxiangzi.

    Xiaoxiangzi really deserves to be a master of the Central Plains who dared to mix with Mongolia. The steel mourning stick turned into a ball of white light in the air, skillfully withstood two swords and one sword transformed into three cleansing, the third sword was really unable to withstand the enemy, and was stabbed into the shoulder!

    He roared angrily.

    Wang Chuyi turned the defeat into victory with this beautiful move, and immediately won the applause of the audience, but Wang Chuyi felt that the tip of the long sword seemed to have pierced a piece of gold, wood, iron and stone, and could only penetrate an inch, but could not enter again.

    This Xiaoxiangzi is weird!

    Jinlun Dharma King looked dignified, and said with a smile: "It's really extraordinary that Wei Dao dares to challenge Dharma King!"

    Du Yu asked Xiao Longnv in a low voice, "What kind of kung fu is this Xiaoxiangzi?"

    Although Xiao Longnv's martial arts are high, but her world experience is insufficient, she shook her head and did not answer.

    Jinlun Fawang said on his behalf: "This zombie-like guy has probably practiced the vicious zombie kung fu in western Hunan. He can use special internal energy to turn his body into a golden-haired zombie, which is stronger than steel and hard to penetrate. His poison  , and most likely contain corpse poison."

    Du Yu was surprised.

    These five Mongolian masters, as expected, each possess unique skills and are extraordinary.

    His head was spinning rapidly, if he had a fierce battle with them, how to solve it.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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