Sleeping Arhat

Chapter 137 Wu Xian fights Yan Yuan

The beggar gang and other gangs walked at the back, Yan Yuan's voice made everyone angry and annoyed, but they couldn't take Zhang Wuji first, this time it was Wudang and Tianying Sect's large-scale confession battle, there was no one among the factions present A gang, who can offend these two gangs at the same time, Wu Xian stopped walking, his feet were as heavy as lead, but he couldn't move anymore.

Wu Xian listened to the sound of ridicule and ridicule, and felt very upset. Mingjiao Houtuqi Yanyuan also gained power, Zhang Wuji defeated the seven major factions, and he was not the one who fought against the seven major factions, what is there for him Se's?
Things were going smoothly at first, and everything went according to Wu Xian's established goals, but in the end it turned out like this.It's like eating and seeing a fly on the bottom of the bowl after the meal is finished, which is unappetizing for no reason.

You say you can laugh when the two sides are fighting fiercely. It is nothing more than my seven factions with more people and more efforts to fight against you and compete for life and death.After the competition is over, you can laugh again after we leave. We can't hear and don't know. Both sides want to be at ease and clean.You came out at this time to be disgusting, and you even laughed at the Beggars' Clan, Wudang, Shaolin, Emei and other sects.

Out of the corner of Zhao Min's eyes, Zhao Min caught a glimpse of Wu Xian stepping down quietly and landing on the same spot. Wu Xian's face was calm, and he turned around slowly, staring at Yan Yuan with sharp eyes like swords.

At this time, the others were walking away quickly, and Wu Xian's stop, turn, and stare were particularly eye-catching, and it was impossible for everyone in Mingjiao to not pay attention.

"Yan Qishi is so majestic, I really want to learn your clever tricks." Wu Xian's voice fell, just like when a waterfall falls from a high place, it is as firm and crisp as it hits a rock, and the voice spread far away. echoed in everyone's ears.

As soon as the words fell, all the heroes of the Ming Cult were surprised, especially Yan Yuan himself. Hearing Wu Xian's challenge, his big face swelled red. He was shocked and angry, and his round eyes were even more round. Niu, Yan Yuan's short, round and strong body stood up like a small hill.

"Not good." Seeing this, Zhang Wuji was startled, and secretly complained to Yan Yuan, why did he cause trouble again, and the previous mocking and contemptuous tone, no one from any faction could bear it, let alone brother Xian doing it on purpose Concession is not defeat when confronting oneself.

Some people from the Seven Sects also heard it, and they all stopped going down the mountain, and gathered around again. Seeing that Wu Xian was about to challenge Yan Yuan, the envoy of the Houtu Banner, they had the mentality of venting their anger, and waited until Yan Yuan made a fool of himself. Also laughed at him.There are also some who want to cheer for Wu Xian, wave the flag for him, and want to see him frustrate the spirit of Mingjiao.

"Young man, today's battle between the Ming Cult and other factions has ended, and it might be inappropriate to have another incident now." Yang Xiao stood forward, with an imposing manner, quite the air of a master.

"Mr. Yang Xiao, it's not a battle between the two factions, but I admire the martial arts of Mingjiao Yan Qishi, and hope that Yan Qishi can teach the boy a lesson and make the boy suffer." Wu Xian said earnestly, clasping his fists.

"Hey, what a big breath." Suddenly a ghostly voice came, and the voice came from the sky, and I saw a blue shadow passing by in the sky, but disappeared without a trace in an instant. It's really weird. Measurement.Wu Xian didn't care about the position of the green-winged bat king Wei Yixiao.Now he just wants to clean up Yan Yuan, go down the mountain with the beggar gang, and then return to Huangzhou to rest for a few days.

At this time, Yin Tianzheng, the eagle king with white eyebrows, jumped onto the stage, stood at the same position as Yang Xiao, squinted coldly, and said sharply: "Wu Shaoxia, Yan Yuan has nothing to say, you go down the mountain today, don't be born again." It's over." The last sentence seemed to be exhorting, but also warning.

"Bah, Eagle King, I can't help you to teach Yan Qishi a lesson." A person from Hongshui Banner stood up and pointed at the white-browed Eagle King and cursed.

The factions came back again and stood on one side to watch. "Hey, there is another disturbance in Mingjiao." Huashan Gao said with a smile.

Yin Tianzheng stared at him with eagle eyes, his sword-sharp gaze was filled with murderous aura, and he rushed towards the man in the black-clothed Flood Banner, Wei Yixiao also rushed at him, approaching at ghostly speed, and hugged the figure , Said sullenly: "Whoever allows you to treat the Eagle King no matter what, I will teach Tang Qi's humble subordinates a lesson."

Wei Yixiao thought to himself, the flag holder of your Five Elements Banner is three points lower than my Four Great Dharma Kings, if one of your disciples dares to shit on the Eagle King's head, wouldn't you dare to insult me ​​on the Bat King's head tomorrow?

"Bat King, you..." Tang Yang stretched out his hand, full of anger.Suddenly that black shadow fell from the height again, and I saw that the disciple's body was intact, except for a slap on the mouth, it was he who insulted Yin Tianzheng with his mouth just now, so King Wei Bat slapped him on the mouth.

Yan Yuan was furious and couldn't bear it any longer. Although his body was short and round, his movements were extremely light and quick. He jumped out of the crowd of Five Elements Banners in three or two strokes, and he quickly rushed over to Wu Xian.

Yan Yuan said angrily: "Boy, your grandpa Yan has come out, let's show what you have."

Wu Xian did not answer, but looked relaxed and comfortable. He looked at the heroes first, and said in a brisk tone: "Everyone must be extremely tired from the battle today. In addition to the "dog beating stick method", my beggar gang also has a common skill. The martial art 'hitting the dog with a stick' is used today, so that everyone will have fun."

"Elder Lu, can you lend me your old stick?" Wu Xian asked Elder Lu.

Elder Lu laughed, and swung the stick in his hand.He said loudly, "Take it."

With a hook of Wu Xian's arm, he tapped, pulled, and swept the stick, the joints of the stick trembled, and the long stick was very flexible, like a long dragon.Sweeping the tip of the stick against the ground, there was a sound of colliding. At the same time, his movements seemed to be random, and the tip of the stick sank three points into the soil, easily bringing up a cloud of dust.

Wu Xian swayed his right arm, the tip of the stick seemed to touch water like a dragonfly, the long stick shook left and right half a big circle, and finally pointed at one place, Wu Xian said coldly: "Yan Qishi, please fight."

"Wu Shaoxia, come on." "Boy, don't lose face to my factions." All factions failed to besiege Guangmingding, Yan Yuan sneered, and at this moment everyone raised Wu Xian and waved their flags, eagerly hoping that he would win and win for all factions .

"Envoy Yan Qi, come on." "Hit him a bastard!" Wu Xing Qi also cheered for Yan Yuan.

"Boy, take the trick." After Yan Yuan finished speaking, his body ran fiercely, with a pair of strange weapons in his hands, "push ground claws", Yan Yuan is also a first-class master, his speed is incredible, his hands are covered with claws Under the cold light, there was the momentum of shocking wind and thunder, and it went straight to Wu Xian's forehead and heart.

Wu Xian saw that since he borrowed the long stick, he would not take advantage of the convenience of having ice silkworm gloves, and Wu Xian retreated quickly following Yan Yuan's attack.

Wu Xian swung the long stick in his hand. His movements were cautious and the range of movement was not large. However, his wrist joints burst out with great strength. This vigorous force spread along the stick, and when it reached the tip of the stick, the long stick snapped. He had to move, like a venomous snake feigning death, suddenly jumped, and the head of the stick was like a snake's mouth, and hit Yan Yuan's left wrist.

Yan Yuan let out a cry of pain, and his left hand trembled even more. Seeing that Wu Xian didn't move much, he thought he wasn't exerting any strength, but he didn't know that when his arm shook slightly, the strength was surprisingly strong, and it was even more flexible when he fell to the tip of the stick. It's ever-changing and powerful, and it's really hard to guard against when it comes over all at once.

"Stick to sweep the autumn wind".Wu Xian yelled, seeing that Yan Yuan's momentum faltered, he swiped his stick, the long stick swiped sharply from right to left, the tip of the stick made the sound of breaking through the air, and attacked quickly.

Seeing the sharp stick technique coming, Yan Yuan tore his claws forward, thinking: I will break your stick, let's see what kind of "dog-beating stick technique" you use.Yan Yuan grabbed it with both hands, the iron claws between his arms were dark and cold, and coupled with his wide-ranging offensive, the stick must have broken once he grabbed it.

Wu Xian's eyes were sharp and his hands were quick. When the iron claws were about to grab the stick, he exerted strength in his hand, and his steps were divided left and right. The stick shook up and down, and the tip of the stick was picked up. , bent into a half moon and hit Yan Yuan's head.

Yan Yuan had been prepared for a long time. At this moment, he shrank his head and took a step back, avoiding the attack of the stick.Wu Xian took advantage of the situation to rush to attack again, fluently reporting "beating the golden branch with a stick", "splitting the Huashan Mountain with force", "falling the peach blossom with a stick"... After ten moves, Yan Yuan was forced to the corner, and whenever he wanted to break the stick, he broke it with both hands , the long stick in Wu Xian's hand is like a cunning spirit snake, with a flick of the stick tip, a touch, a pinch, a slap, and a sweep, it can always slip away from tricky angles and hit his body again.

The situation has been controlled by Wu Xian, maybe Yan Yuan has not reacted yet, every step of his is under Wu Xian's control, more precisely, every move and every style of his is deliberately guided by Wu Xian, Wu Xian With a look in his eyes, he retracted the long stick in his hand, and the stick danced alternately between his left and right hands. The shadow of the stick was divided into eight pieces and sixteen sections, and the stick danced like a gray dragon, wrapping around Wu Xian's body.

Everyone was dazzled and startled. As the saying goes, "the fist is afraid of the young, and the stick is afraid of the old man".In unarmed combat, those with greater strength can have a lot of advantages, but the situation is different when fighting with a stick. The stick method does not advocate reckless strength in martial arts, but pays attention to skills and methods, using both rigidity and softness, emphasizing intention rather than gravity.

They saw that Wu Xian was young and possessed good skills, and now his stick skills are even more superb, not inferior to the old master who has used sticks for half his life, he is really a "treasure boy".

"Flying stick".In an instant, Wu Xian pushed out the long stick, and Yan Yuan couldn't catch it. With a bang, the wooden stick struck Yan Yuan's chest hard, and Yan Yuan stomped his feet, fisting his hands. He lifted up the iron bridge and used a heavy weight to block the castration. He just felt like a wild boar bumped into his body, but Yan Yuan was under the control of others everywhere. Knowing that the situation was not good, he quickly turned around and wanted to pull distance.

Wu Xian rushed out again, like a breeze, elegant and free, the long stick fell lightly in his hand again, the stick came as he wanted, he jumped up, and said in his mouth: "Drink it right away." At the same time, the long stick greeted him. Moving in the breeze, the stick lowered his head, and hit Yan Yuan's head with a bang, Yan Yuan only felt a pain in his head, and he fell to the ground with a wailing cry, his head fainted under the violent impact.

"Good staff skills." The white-browed eagle king Yin Tianzheng shouted angrily. His white eyebrows were shining silver under the brilliance, and his body was full of true energy. Come alive, fly above the deep nine heavens, fight the sky.

Hearing Yin Tianzheng's loud shout, Wu Xian knew that Yin Tianzheng was angry in his heart. Although he had taught Yan Yuan a lesson for him, he had also embarrassed Mingjiao, so he stopped irritating the elderly man.

Wu Xian faced Yin Tianzheng and Yang Xiao, and said in a loud voice: "Yang Zuoshi, Eagle King, I've dealt with Yan Qi envoys who insulted all factions now, everyone is evened up, everyone pack up and leave." Wu Xian While speaking, at the same time, he waved his right hand, calling for people from various factions to come down the mountain.

Yang Xiao looked at each other with cold eyes, he stood alone and didn't say a word, his eyes looked pensive, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Haha, how can there be such a good thing in the world. People of my Mingjiao commit crimes, and I have my own teachings and regulations to punish them. If someone slaps my Mingjiao in the face and bullies my Mingjiao, we let him go. , then what prestige does my Ming Cult have?" Yin Tianzheng smiled angrily, although his face was full of smiles, the anger and hatred in his eyes couldn't be concealed.

"Grandpa, one thing more is worse than one thing less..." Seeing that the two sides were fighting each other again, Zhang Wuji hurriedly got out of the Wudang crowd, walked to Yin Tianzheng's side again, and persuaded him with kind words.

Yin Tianzheng waved his hand, blew his beard, frowned his white eyebrows, stared at Zhang Wuji with a look of kindness on his face, and said, "Wuji, earlier you helped me defeat the enemies of Mingjiao. I'm grateful for your kindness, but you don't care about this matter."

Yin Tianzheng's complexion changed again, his face was as heavy as water, and he shouted: "Wu Shaoxia, you taught Yan Yuan a lesson with the beggar gang's 'dog-beating stick' method. I am not talented, so I am willing to learn the young hero's stick technique."

Wu Xian laughed and said, his whole body was slack, he looked limp, and had no fighting intentions, Wu Xian shrugged his shoulders and said, "The fist is afraid of the young, the stick is afraid of the old man, Eagle King, your old man's martial arts are world-class, majestic and majestic." , the kid feels that he is no match, so I admit defeat."

"Woo." At this time, not only the Mingjiao people booed, but also the six major sects booed. They all looked down on Wu Xian's style at this time.

That Yin Ye Wang was in the crowd leading the altars and halls of the Tianying Sect to resist the enemy. At this time, he saw Wu Xian making troubles, and remembered that he had learned the "Eagle Grasping Skill" of the Tianying Sect. , this matter is even more difficult to handle.

With one step, King Yinye leaped fiercely to Yin Tianzheng's side, and he quickly stood beside Yin Tianzheng, stretched out a hand, and leaned against Yin Tianzheng's ear, saying something.

But at this moment, Yin Tianzheng's already gloomy face suddenly became more angry, red, and green. That old face was like a thunderstorm, and the sky was full of dark clouds, black clouds all over the sky, Not a trace of the gentle breeze.

(End of this chapter)