Sui and Tang Dynasties: Killing Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty to sacrifice to heaven at the beginni

Chapter 288 The three brothers fought hard against Monk Yuanjue.

You Junda and Li Rusi pinned the crescent shovel in Monk Yuanjue's hand, one on the left and the other on the right. One of them pushed hard to the left, and the other pushed hard to the right, firmly grasping the handle of Monk Yuanjue. The crescent shovel was pressed on his shoulder.

Although Monk Yuanjue had great strength, it was difficult to break free at this moment, just like a grandson monkey who was crushed under Wuzhi Mountain, he was powerless.

The three of them were at a stalemate for a while, but it was difficult to tell the winner for a while.At this time, You Junda still has Qi Guoyuan as a new force.

Although the pair of sledgehammers in Qi Guoyuan's hands were just paper, the handle underneath the two sledgehammers was a real big iron rod.On weekdays, when Qi Guoyuan was fighting, he relied on these two sledgehammers to bluff people. If he could bluff, he would bluff, and if he couldn't, he would use these two iron rods to deal with the enemy.

You Junda thought about it, Qi Guoyuan's two iron bars could barely be regarded as blunt weapons, and now that Monk Yuanjue can't fight back, Qi Guoyuan should be able to hurt him at this time.

You Junda yelled, and Qi Guoyuan also realized it. After he said "Hey", he held a pair of sledgehammers and galloped towards Monk Yuanjue.

Seeing Qi Guoyuan galloping towards him, Monk Yuanjue was shocked.Looking at Qi Guoyuan's pair of sledgehammers, Monk Yuanjue swallowed in shock.

This pair of hammers is the size of a millstone, and it must weigh at least a thousand catties. If these hammers hit my head, the horse will use human power, and the person will use the power of the horse. With this hammer, my brain will burst and I will die!

Suddenly, such an idea popped up in Monk Yuanjue's mind.

At this time, Monk Yuanjue lost all courage, and the idea of ​​running away was already born in his heart.He was really taken aback by Qi Guoyuan's pair of big hammers. With a hammer of Qi Guoyuan's size, don't say that Monk Yuanjue has practiced such hard skills as golden bell jars and iron cloth shirts. Got to be smashed flat!

However, at this time, Monk Yuanjue was competing with You Junda and Li Rusi, and he couldn't escape at all, so he could only watch helplessly as Qi Guoyuan swung a sledgehammer at his head.

"My life is over!" Monk Yuanjue thought to himself, he could only wait for death.

When Monk Yuanjue closed his eyes, he thought to himself, once he closed his eyes, he might not be able to open them.Immediately afterwards, a gust of wind hit, and Monk Yuanjue only felt that the scalp was chilly, obviously something was about to stick to his scalp.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

After a while, two muffled sounds came to Monk Yuanjue's ears. The sound was not very loud, and Monk Yuanjue only felt a dull pain in his head.

Such a big hammer hit Monk Yuanjue on the forehead, and it stands to reason that his entire brain would be beaten into a rotten watermelon.But now, Monk Yuanjue only felt a slight pain in his head, and there was no blood left.

"It feels like paper!"

"This kid's hammer is fake?" Monk Yuanjue is also a person with high martial arts skills, and he immediately figured out the reason.

Now, thinking about it carefully, Monk Yuanjue only remembered it.Indeed, from the very beginning, there was something wrong with Qi Guoyuan.

Logically speaking, no matter how strong this person is, he still wouldn't be able to use a hammer the size of a millstone. This hammer the size of a millstone would weigh a thousand catties.

You know, being able to hold something that weighs a thousand catties and being able to use a weapon that weighs a thousand catties are two different things.

Moreover, Qi Guoyuan was too relaxed.He picked up the two sledgehammers as if he had nothing in his hands.In terms of the present, such a heavy weapon, even if a man can bear it, a horse can't hold it!
The horse under Qi Guoyuan's crotch looked ordinary, but it carried Qi Guoyuan and the pair of sledgehammers without wasting any effort.

"Boy, you are bluffing me!"

"Ah! Ahh!"

"Wow, what can I do if I stand here and let you beat me?" As soon as Monk Yuanjue opened his eyes, he was immediately fascinated by Qi Guoyuan's pair of paper sledgehammers, what kind of chili powder, pepper noodles, etc. Eye.

But at this time, Monk Yuanjue relaxed a lot.He thought to himself, Qi Guoyuan is such an ordinary thing, even if he forgives him, he can't hurt himself.

Qi Guoyuan didn't even hurt a single hair of Monk Yuanjue after these two hammerings, which made Qi Guoyuan feel a little ashamed of himself.

"Damn it, your Lord Qi still doesn't believe me anymore, I can't hurt you anymore." Qi Guoyuan said while shaking his hands, shaking off the two tattered command hammers, and holding two big irons Stick scolded.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Qi Guoyuan swung his arms like beating a drum, loudly hitting Monk Qi Yuanjue on the head.After hitting it hundreds of times, Qi Guoyuan felt that both of his arms were slightly sore, but he didn't hurt Yuanjue.

It seems that this monk Yuanjue has not only practiced horizontal kung fu similar to golden bell jars and iron cloth shirts, this kid has probably also practiced iron head kung fu.

"Damn it, your Master Qi doesn't believe in evil anymore! Your head is harder than an iron bar!"

"Bah! Bah!"

Qi Guoyuan took a breath, spit two mouthfuls of smear on his hands, then rubbed his hands, and grabbed the pair of iron rods again!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Qi Guoyuan's hands were like wheels, and the speed at which he swung had afterimages. He competed with Monk Yuanjue, and he had to smash his head.

However, Monk Yuanjue's head is as if made of pure gold.Qi Guoyuan hit him several hundred more times, the pair of iron rods in his hands were bent, and the jaws of the tiger were shattered. Monk Yuanjue didn't cry out for a moment.

In the horizontal kung fu practiced by Monk Yuanjue, the hardest part of his body is the big head. It can be said that his head is harder than steel.But this horizontal kung fu practice also has a door, and the door of Monk Yuanjue is in the lower head.

Hairless heads are the hardest, but hairy heads are not so hard.

"Come on!"

"Hei Fatty, if you can hurt even a single hair of your Buddha, your Buddha will take your surname!" Monk Yuanjue taunted Qi Guoyuan.

"You monk, talk nonsense. You are a fucking bald man. How could my brother hurt a hair of yours?"

"You have no fucking hair at all, how did you get hurt?" Li Rusi echoed from the side.

Qi Guoyuan is also a fool, he hit Monk Yuanjue for a long time, but he didn't break through Monk Yuanjue's defense.Now being sneered at by Monk Yuanjue again, he suddenly felt annoyed.

"Humph!"

"The big head is hairless, isn't it? The small head should have hair, right? I'll let you see if your Lord Qi can hurt you!" Qi Guoyuan said, swinging an iron rod towards Monk Yuanjue's crotch past.

(End of this chapter)