Huaiyuan and others were about to rush to the rescue, but saw that Tang Kezhou had died.
Suspiciously said: "You said that Tang Kezhou is the minion of Zhu Wen, how can you see it?"
Simon said nine thousand times: "The old man has been spying on this kid for a few days, and wanted to kill him early in the morning. I didn't expect this man to be a ghost, but he couldn't find him later. Bah, you fools. Stupid donkeys, all of them don’t have brains, even their eyes are blind! Why do old people want to tell you this."
Hu Yi said angrily: "Ximen Nine Thousands, there are more than thousands of heroes here today. You alone can dare to come here to run wild! Whether this Tang Kezhou is black or white, he has been killed by you today, there is no evidence for his death, let alone for the time being. Now I want to talk about it, what on earth do you old monster want to do?"
Simon Jiuqian didn't get angry. He glanced at the tiger coldly and said, "Who are you, dare to talk to the old man like this?"
Hu Yitong clasped his fists awe-inspiringly and said, "Help the Tiger Yitong under the beggar!" When he spoke, he faced Simon Jiuqian with his face sideways, and he was obviously rude to him.
Simon said nine thousand times: "Oh? It turned out to be the leader of the beggar."
He glanced at Chu Tianhe and the others, settled on Kong, smiled, and said, "Presumably you are the young nun in charge of Emei?" He asked arrogantly and unceremoniously.
Le Kongfang was more than forty years old, and she was originally more than twice as old as Simon's nine thousand years, and it was justifiable to call her "little nun". But everyone in the audience listened to the "little nun" and looked at it again. His face was already old, and he felt that such a name was very awkward, and he couldn't laugh, and smiled in his heart.
Leakong "hum" sideways and said angrily: "So what?"
Before Simon Jiuqian could speak, Hu Yitong became impatient and said, "Today you definitely have come back and forth, but I want to let you know. I don’t want to ask you one by one. Hu is willing to do it for you, so he will give it to you. Introduction, so as not to miss the fight time."
Then he introduced the "South Sword and North Sword" Chu Tianhe and Xiao Yang one by one.
As soon as the voice of the tiger fell off, Simon Jiuqian laughed and said, "The'Iron Face God Fist' Tiger One strike is really impressive and extraordinary. But it's useless if you just use your mouth. You are called the'shen fist' , The old man must first learn a few tricks, see if your tiger's bones are hard, or my old bones are hard!" After speaking, he has to start.
Huaiyuan hurriedly said: "Old Simon Donor, please do it slowly. This time the old Simon Donor is here, without the old monk saying more, he must be embarrassed with Shanxi Wulin. That is the case, in order to avoid much damage, it is better for us to set aside. Come on, make a clear cut, what do you think?"
Ximen nine thousand said: "It's so good. This matter originally only involved the old man and the Shanxi martial arts, but the old man secretly guessed, what can a small Shanxi martial arts do? If I kill them all, you wait for the old man of the Central Plains. I must be dissatisfied, and always look for troubles with the old man from time to time. The old man is getting older and is most afraid of dealing with people."
Huaiyuan said, "How should I compare, then please draw down?"
Chu Tianhe thought with a thought, and said first: "He will fight alone with Senior Ximen. Senior Ximen is so old and old, we can't always attack in groups and be disrespectful to his elders."
Huaiyuan thought that Simon was over a hundred years old, but his arrogance remained the same. For more than 20 years, I have eaten the Buddha every day, and martial arts have not gained much benefit. Ximen Jiuqian wanted to come with diligent skill, his face was twisted and deformed, and the dragon head body was obviously demonized, and his martial arts probably far surpassed him. Although there are a lot of people here today, there are no one who can beat this person. Chu Tianhe is going to fight Ximen Nine Thousand alone, and this battle is a win or no win!
Ximen said nine thousand times: "What are you going to fight alone? Let’s go together! Shanxi Wulin will not talk about it. When you talk about kung fu, all of you in the Central Plains, all of them are bull-nosed. Some wine sacs and rice bags are not enough!"
Most of the people on the spot were furious.
Only Chu Tianhe was happy. He knew that Simon's nine-thousand martial arts was the best in the world, and it was inevitable that he was arrogant, and he was definitely not willing to fight alone, so he ran on with words. As long as the opponent promised not to fight alone, he would win the competition with his own number of people.
He didn't want the other party to be tricked. Hearing Simon Jiuqian's arrogant words, Chu Tianhe said again: "If you lose, you should keep your promise and return to the far north. You will not be able to cross into Shanxi from now on. What do you think?"
Simon nine thousand said: "What kind of old man, in his life, except... Except... Hmph, how could the old man lose to you? What if the old man wins?"
Tiger opened his mouth quickly, and said first: "How could we lose with you, a joke!"
Chu Tianhe pondered for a moment, and said: "If we lose, we will withdraw south now and stop interfering in the Shanxi martial arts. People in the martial arts speak like mountains, what about Senior Ximen's opinion?"
Ximen Jiuqian observes his words and looks at his words, knows his words, and knows his way of thinking. He just said his words loudly. His intention was to scare and frighten people. He really started a gang fight. He was afraid that he could not resist Huaiyuan and other five masters in the Central Plains. He immediately changed his words. Said: "It's not appropriate, your bargaining chips are too worthless. If they are defeated, they want to pat their buttocks and leave, and they are not willing to pay at all. There is no such good thing in the world!"
Seeing that no one answered for a while, Simon Jiuqian was sneered, haha and laughed: "The old man is right, you are really a wine bag and rice bag, and the Central Plains is so big, you can't find anyone who dared to compete with Simon Jiuqian. People. I think that Lu Dongbin’s old way of life back then is so incredible. Alas, so many years have passed, that old way of life is not known whether he is dead or alive. I think if he is still alive, seeing your generation so pussies, I am afraid that he will be alive and well. Don't die! If no one really dares to fight the old man, there is no need to fight in this competition. The world's martial arts hegemony will be under the name of Daliao from then on!"
After listening to Simon Jiuqian's arrogant words, everyone gritted their teeth. Although they were afraid of the martial arts of the other party, dozens of people immediately appeared more and more.
Tiger Yi's eyes swept towards the crowd, and he shouted: "You wait to retreat! Tiger is not talented, but today he wants to learn the old poisonous insect's brilliant tricks!"
The dozens of people who came out from the crowd gave the tiger a fright. They knew how many catties there were, and knew that they were going to be strong, and they retired before they had their own turn.
Ximen Jiuqian and Tiger didn't say a word, and each stepped forward, and a battle between dragons and tigers began.
When everyone saw the stage, there was a red glow, and sometimes purple qi soaring into the sky, but it was Hu Yitong and Ximen Jiuqian's fierce battle, urging the Dao Dao Zhen Qi.
Hu Yi used a set of dragon and tiger boxing officers to come out, extremely fierce, and the red light when he breathed out, suddenly like a crazy dragon in the sky, and suddenly like a tiger fluttering against a leopard, the end is shocking; Ximen's nine thousand poisonous dragon skills The power that will come out is like thunder and thunder, fast as lightning and thunder, soaring purple qi and tiger's ten thousand zhang red clouds scorching, and then the wind and clouds are surging, and the sky and the earth change color. Everyone in the audience was dumbfounded and exclaimed, and most of them thought to themselves: "If you are so lightly touched by the fist and wind of the two, I am afraid that my life will be gone immediately."
Under everyone's dazzling eyes, the subtle moves of the fighting two are not very real.
Ximen Jiuqianyuan wanted to defeat the opponent within ten strokes. Unexpectedly, the opponent was not an ordinary person, and could resist dozens of strokes without defeat.
Hu Yitong was even more shocked, the opponent's martial arts was not what he had previously thought. At this moment, I have put all I have learned in my life into my fists, but I can't hurt the other party.
Hu Yitong spit out and sighed, how could it last? The more you fight, the weaker your strength. At this time, it is all because you are younger than the opponent, and you are thinking that you can't lose the face of Central Plains Martial Arts, and this is what you can do to support it.
After fighting for a hundred rounds, Simon Nine Thousand made a flaw and gave up his hand to the opponent.
After seeing Tiger One pass, he was immediately overjoyed, and said: "The victory or defeat is in this blow!" A move "tiger roars in the wild", with all his strength on this move, and the momentum is like a violent wind and a huge wave. The other party put down the plate and shouted: "Hey!".
Seeing is a must-have move. Before the blink of an eye, he saw Simon Jiuqian rising into the air, over his head, and shouted: "Hey!"
Before the tiger could react, his whole body was numb, and his sturdy body fell to the ground like a puddle of mud, but he was hit by the other acupoint in his back.
Ximen Nine Thousand Wrists turned over, and the palm of the wind whispered, and he shot down at the tiger.
Huaiyuan said in shock: "Stop hurting lives!"
Moving with the sound, as fast as a violent wind, he grabbed Hu Yitong's body, with both palms, attacked at the nine thousand-faced gate of Ximen.
Simon Nine Thousands were afraid of the opponent's "Vajra Palm", and he slapped Xianghu with a palm, so he didn't dare to continue down, and hurriedly took his palm and guarded the door.
Hearing the explosion of "Bang", the red and purple qi entangled together, and a wall of air suddenly appeared between the two, and the force bounced back. Huai retreated five steps before taking the pile to stand firm. . Simon Jiuqian only took two steps back.
At first glance, everyone knew that Huaiyuan’s skill was still superior to that of Tiger One, but compared with Ximen Nine Thousand, it was inferior. In addition to the extra power or victory, only the number of steps the two took back. Know whether to win or lose.
Everyone thought, apart from Lu Dongbin and Huaikong in Central Plains Wulin, no one would be Ximen Jiuqian's opponent. However, the two retired from the rivers and lakes for more than 20 years, and there was no news. This is not a good thing. If the Central Plains Wulin is defeated this time, how can I control the arrogance of the Liao people? At that time, everyone in the plains has a soft persimmon. It is today that they were barely able to win the group attack. The Central Plains Wulin does not have this mainstay. The hearts of the people are bullied. Under the torrent of the sky, if the building is lost, everyone will groan under the oppression of the Liao people. Could it be that the great luck of the common people in the world of martial arts, is it really to be handed over to this Liao people for judgment? Who will come to recover this martial catastrophe? The more people thought about it, the more shocked they became.