Chapter 237
Zhang Sanfeng thought: the old road these years addicted to seclusion, Jianghu prestige is ultimately shallow, a few days ago Zhou old brother is a punch in the face, can still say that he is clueless, and now the Shaolin monks even fight on the head!
For a time, the long-lost thoughts of victory and defeat, surprisingly born.
Shou eyebrow raised, was about to open his mouth to take down, then heard empty wen and said: “But – Zhang Zhenren senior two generations higher than me and so on, older than me and so on thirty or forty years old, more than thirty or forty years of kung fu, I Shaolin three monks if the fight alone, not to avoid the real person look at the small, really too disrespectful! But the situation is so, Wudang Shaolin entanglement, if not based on their respective martial arts to distinguish a strong and weak, but also can not be resolved. Therefore, my three brothers are not self-conscience, join hands to ask Mr. Zhang to give advice.”
The crowd in the hall was in an uproar.
Zhang Sanfeng decades have not and people hands, now the martial arts high and low, who do not know, but many people think, he may have been invincible, but the fist is afraid of the young and strong, the old man is not able to sinews and bones, the old man lived to one hundred years old, able to eat and poop on their own, has been a remarkable achievement, not to mention the hands of the people?
And Zhang Zhenren is certainly a martial arts mountain in the north, but the three Shaolin monks, reputation is still in the Wudang seven warriors above, how is not a great Buddha in the world?
Three against one, in the crowd thought, is the strong age of Zhang Sanfeng, may not dare to say stable victory, not to mention that now the old body failure?
The destruction of the hijacking shouted: “What bullshit god monk! I thought you guys really dare to challenge Zhang Zhenren, but I didn’t realize that you are trying to bully the few with the many, hmph, this kind of shamelessness, in front of the Buddha, can you have a clear conscience? So like to fight, poor nun would like to meet a Shaolin three great monks!”
Said a step out, the lapel of the windless automatic, around the body of the fatal gas rolled up.
The crowd is again a big clamor.
After all, less in the jianghu walk, emei mountain place and remote, the central plains of the good man heard her great name, or eight years ago with Ye Kuhong swept south of the river, the slaughter of witch mountain gang, and then two years ago, defeated the Ming religion, but that is the four factions of the joint force, but did not single show the high smart of the robbery.
Therefore, to say fame, she is not even a monk than, now open to one against three, the group is jaw-dropping, and then impressed: this Emei door, if not confident, how dare you put out this kind of crazy talk?
Ye Kuhong heart excited beyond measure, thought this master, I am cultivated!
She today against the three divine monks, not to mention winning, as long as not defeated, Emei reputation will certainly rise, she wanted to surpass the Shaolin Wudang’s mind, also counted as half completed.
Empty Zhi was furious, pointing at the annihilation of the robbery: “Shaolin and Emei faction have no grudges, you and your disciples, today, again and again with us to make things difficult, really think that Shaolin is afraid of the Emei?”
The exterminating robber’s momentum steamed, not giving an inch, coldly laughing: “No grievances and no enmity? When you drove my Emei ancestor out of Shaolin, you have already planted the karma! Shaolin is not afraid of Emei in the past, today’s battle, poor nun will beat you afraid!”
Shi Feilong exclaimed, “Master and mistress are domineering! Shi Feilong shouted, “I’ll fight first, and after that, I’ll also learn the Shaolin Monk’s skills! But in advance, I will only fight one!”
Wei Sanniang looked envious, thinking that it’s a pity that I’m not yet skilled in martial arts, if I had my master’s martial arts, I would come out and say that I’m also going to fight one, why would I worry about not prospering in Kunlun?
Kongdong five old man, the head of the Guan Tieshan suddenly opened: “Gentlemen, today when I came to Wudang, mostly for Xie Qian dog thief whereabouts, this dog thief and I Kongdong hatred as deep as the sea, if it is allowed to cover up Wudang, but I do not know when I can avenge the snow hate! Shi gang master, if you want to help Wudang, there is no need to Shaolin monks against you, Guan mou’s seven wounds fist, is about to teach you the dragon palm!”
Shi Feilong disdain: “Shaolin three monks I do not dare to say big words, if you Kongdong five old, huh, any of your five on how?”
Seeing the two sides of the sword, Yu Lianzhou suddenly called out: “Gentlemen and slow down! Since Shaolin has named Wudang, how can I Wudang sect retreat? However, as the monks said, the family teacher is too high, hands afraid to fall into a big bully small name, how about letting me and other seven disciples, against the twelve monks of the Shaolin faction, see whether it is the Wudang faction means, or the Shaolin faction skillful!”
Shaolin three big god monk below, nine round word generation monk, all is when the fighting years, in the jianghu also have made a good name, not lose wudang seven warrior how much.
Yu Lianzhou opened his mouth to seven against twelve, the crowd was startled, summer iron shook his head and said: “Wudang sect crazy no bounds.”
Situ Zhong, however, laughed and said, “People who learn martial arts don’t have a little bit of madness, what’s the point of learning this bird’s martial arts?”
Xia helmet gasped: “You stinking drunkard, you are the helper I found, how can you go against me?”
Situ Zhong rolled his drunken eyes and said, “When I am drunk, I will help whoever I see fit, I see Zhang Cuishan fit today, how dare you bite me?”
Summer iron angry jumping feet, but also know his eccentric temperament, take this old friend can not help.
Ye Guhong is aware, Yu Lianzhou this move is also forced to–
Shaolin three monks age, strength, are higher than the Wudang seven warriors, learned martial arts are also profound mastery, not lose to the Wudang skills.
If the seven warriors fight alone, Song Yuanqiao or one of them can fight, Yu Lianzhou previously injured by the XuanMei palm injury, healing has not been a long time, it will be more than half difficult to win.
As for the remaining five warriors, Yu three moves are not flexible enough, Zhang four, Zhang five, Yin six, Mo seven power has not yet reached the pure, on any of the monks, are more than winning situation.
On the contrary, everyone group beating, Wudang seven open formation, that is, 108 Luohan array also dare to fight.
The three monks are also old, although I do not know the Wudang seven killer, but also know that the seven warriors martial arts far beyond their age, the round word generation of monks is by no means a rival, and therefore resolutely refused.
Empty wisdom on the spot said: “you both want to fight on behalf of the teacher, that also do not have to trouble, you seven out of three, against my brothers and sisters three, single combat, three two wins is the winner.”
Zhang Songxi said: “Solo fight is fine, just my brothers and sisters seven, everyone wants to go out, simply round the word generation and then come to four people, we have four wins in seven battles.”
Mo Sheng Gu laughed, “Good, good, otherwise wouldn’t it be my turn, Mo Qi? We’ll win four out of seven battles, and if Shaolin wins, we’ll tell you the whereabouts of both Xie Qian and the Dragon Slaying Sword.”
Once these words came out, everyone knew that the Wudang seven warriors were eating the dead monks of the round character generation.
Empty Winking Empty Wisdom shook his head back and forth, “It’s not right, it’s not right.”
Ye Kuhong spoke out to taunt: “People want to fight in groups, you want to fight one on one, people want to fight one on one, you say it’s not proper, Shaolin monks are so maudlin? Then why don’t I, Ye Kuhong, go into battle, one against three, against your three great divine monks, this can always be done, right?”
Shi Feilong, Mo Sheng Gu take the lead in laughing, Jin Mingjun but worried, from the back of the pull Ye Guohong hand, whispered urgently: “Brother, you can not talk like this, in case they agreed how to be good.”
Destroyed robbery mood is very good, also do not scold, only whispered: “rest assured, Shaolin faction will not be so shameless.”
The words have not yet fallen, then heard has not been talking to the empty nature of the divine monk, froze open mouth said: “two senior brothers, this Emei faction of the little brother repeatedly challenged, I think he must be extraordinary ability, since the force to fight three monks, we will be as he wishes is.”
It turns out that the empty nature of the God monk, since childhood in the Shaolin monk, a lifetime of intoxication in martial arts, and never deal with people more, so the nature of the ignorant, actually could not hear Ye Kuhong ridicule words, but seriously, interested in wanting to teach this young masters of the ability to see what he has the ability to fight the three God monks alone.
Extinguishing robberies heard, shook his head and sighed: “Just, poor nun really do not understand the Shaolin School’s face.”
The group of heroes are determined to see the fun, suddenly laughed loudly, some know Ye Kuhong’s reputation, but also loud coaxing: “Wonderful, wonderful, Wudang seven warriors have been famous for a long time, what is there to see? We want to see the Emei Golden Boy fight the three great monks!”
Jin Mingjun was so anxious that he jumped to his feet and almost cried, Mo Shenggu scolded: “You are here to pay your birthday visit, and have not bought tickets, but also ordered the theater?”
Empty Wen’s old face was red, drinking: “Senior brother, you may not speak.”
Empty wisdom is a turn of the eye, grabbed: “old line is heard of Emei golden boy fame, it is said that the white feather eagle also lost in his hands, so young heroes, poor monks can not underestimate him – Emei boy, if you really have the guts, shaolin school nine round word generation disciples, you dare to fight a fight? ”
His heart is the idea, let nine disciples to nine against one, Ye Kuhong is from the mother’s womb practicing martial arts of the world’s wizards, but also must be defeated, Shaolin won although no honor, but nine disciples since out of the field, there is an excuse not to go out, then back to the Shaolin three monks fighting the Wudang three warriors of the situation, the winning chance is not a great deal more?
Therefore, the two eyeballs gleam, can’t wait for Ye Guhong to agree.
Ye Guhong thought for a moment: those three sole purpose, ten years ago will not be Zhang Cuishan opponent, plus six peers, to my ability ……
Quickly calculate some, take a deep breath, break away from Jin Mingjun’s small hand, a step out: “Good ah! I’ve heard about Shaolin’s seventy-two stunts for a long time, and today I’m going to discuss them!”
That has nothing to do with the group of heroes, see him even frankly to fight, first all together a stunned, and then the colorful sound, a good person shouted: “Emei golden boy good courage, let us so many good man here, you if you win, tube guarantee you world fame!”
Ye Guhong laughed three times, clasped his fists and said, “Then thank you all for making me famous!”
The Shaolin Nine Circles were furious, and one of the leaders shouted, “Kid, if you really win against Master Buddha, then it’s not too late to blow big words! Come out!”
The Nine Circles were furious, so they went outside to the square.