In front of the two armies' formations, Du Bo and Shi Wengong each leaped out of the formation. A few feet apart, these two big men standing at the top of the Jianghu martial arts pyramid were full of momentum. The scorching sun was in the sky and there were no clouds in the sky. In such a hot weather, they

It made more than 10,000 people in the two armies feel a chill in their hearts, like a light on their backs.

After a silent confrontation for a while, Du Bo smiled, his aura was restrained, he cupped his hands towards Shi Wengong and said: "Teacher Shi fought against a certain Lin Chong brother last night, and Du Bo admired his superb martial arts."

Shi Wengong raised his eyebrows slightly, not knowing what he wanted to say, so he just said politely: "Although Commander Du only used two moves last night, he was able to neutralize the killing moves of Shi Mou and Teacher Su respectively. Today, I saw that Lord Taishan entrusted him with all the moves."

The fact that Commander Du is in charge of the army shows that he has extraordinary abilities."

"Teacher Shi must also know the name of a certain young master. This Zengtou market is just a nest of snakes and rats. Is Teacher Shi really willing to work for this ambitious Jurchen? How about demoting my young master?" Du Bo.

Then he said.

"Haha~" Shi Wengong smiled bitterly, but with mixed feelings in his heart, he said angrily: "That Mr. Taishan and Lu Junyi have a close relationship, and that Lin Chong also works in Dulonggang, but these two people regard him as a traitor to his sect, and he

How can we surrender? Now we all have our own masters, so let’s see the truth in battle."

Du Bo listened to the evasiveness in his words, but he looked down upon him a bit. Du Bo didn't believe that Shi Wengong didn't know what Zeng Toushi wanted to do. Even if it was as the young master and Military Advisor Qiao said last night, this guy was just trying to repay his kindness. Now it's

I don't mean it sincerely, but a true hero should have a clear sense of grudges and grudges. If he is not from my race, his heart must be different. He is a true barbarian guarding this litter of children in Zeng Tau Market, but he still can't talk about morality with them.

"Teacher Shi has already abandoned his sect, but now he wants to abandon his own nation?" Du Bo shouted angrily, rode back to the formation, and snorted.

"As long as Mr. Shi has worked so hard for him, Emperor Wanyan will really be able to make you a general in the future."

Shi Wengong's face turned dark when he heard this. The strong irony in Du Bo's words made his heart waver.

Zeng Tu, the eldest son of the Zeng family, was an alert person. Although he was far away and could not hear clearly what Shi Wengong and Du Bo said, he saw that Shi Wengong looked embarrassed when he returned to the formation, and he guessed a thing or two. He only heard Zeng Tu speak.

road.

"Master, don't care whether your disciple is a Han or a Jurchen. I respect you all the same. The five disciples and brothers all have their abilities taught by you and Master Su. No matter in the past or present, our Zeng family respects both."

If the two masters can survive this crisis, Zengtou City will not force them to stay if they want to leave. If they are willing to stay, I will definitely ask my father to recommend the two masters to be my generals of Daikin.

Command thousands of troops and horses."

Hearing this, Shi Wengong calmed down his expression, smiled slightly, and said: "This is not the time to talk about this now. Let's just deal with today first and then talk about it."

Zeng Tu's words were quite sincere, but to Shi Wengong's ears, they were not very credible. He simply said that it was impossible for General Da Jin to do it, or that he really wanted to betray his ancestors and join the Jin Kingdom.

, does Zeng Toushi really have such weight in front of the Golden Emperor that he can command thousands of troops? Zeng Tu’s words are just childish jokes.

Shi Wengong thought to himself: No matter what the outcome is today, it is time to prepare a way out for himself.

While Shi Wengong lowered his head and thought, he saw a person with a round face, big ears, a straight nose, a square mouth, and a raccoon dog beard on his cheeks. He was eight feet long, ten inches wide at the waist, and had a huge bald head.

The great monk. This monk wore a parrot green silk robe open and held a sixty-two-pound water-milled iron Zen staff. He walked into the formation of the two armies with eyes like copper bells staring like a natural killer.

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Who was this monk if he wasn't Lu Zhishen? I saw this flower monk smashing his water-milled Zen staff on the ground and roaring towards the Zengtou City camp, like thunder exploding.

"Which short-lived ghost has come to die?"

Shi Wengong recognized who the monk was and frowned. Just as he was about to discuss a countermeasure, he looked at the man behind him and rushed out of the formation.

After all, Zeng Sheng, the youngest son of the Zeng family, has a young mind and cannot bear to be stimulated. What happened last night already made this young man feel extremely aggrieved. Now seeing the monk across from him acting so presumptuously, he was filled with rage. His horse galloped out from under his crotch, holding the drill in his hand.

Holding two flying knives, he roared and charged towards Lu Zhishen.

When he came closer, Zeng Sheng flicked his wrist, and the two flying knives flew towards Lu Zhishen's face and heart. However, he watched Lu Zhishen dance the sixty-two-pound Zen staff as lightly as a feather, and flicked it twice.

, the flying knife fell to the ground.

Seeing the young man on horseback releasing the flying knife, he then removed two steel knives from his back and slashed at him. Lu Zhishen just looked at him with disdain, bowed slightly, raised his Zen staff, and pointed towards the belly of the horse that was running wildly.

, sweep hard.

The war horse roared out with a heart-rending cry. The bones and flesh in the belly of the war horse were torn apart, and it sank into a huge pit of flesh and blood. Zeng Sheng on the horse was thrown out by the inertia. Before he could get up, he only felt the pain in his neck.

Suddenly, the last ray of sight in this life fell on the crescent shovel filled with cold murderous intent, and his body was in a different place, and his soul returned to the underworld.

"I hope you are waiting for Zengtou City to boast of being a great person, but now it sends an unweaned baby to die, which makes the Sa family feel uncomfortable even if they kill it." After Lu Zhishen finished killing the people, he spat in the direction of Zengtou City's camp.

He took a sip and said with an impatient look.

"Evil thief, please pay for my little brother's life."

The third son of the Zeng family once saw his younger brother being killed. Suddenly, his body was full of rage. He held up a three-pronged fork and rushed out of the formation.

Zeng Tu was afraid that Zeng Suo would make another mistake, so he also moved his horse out of the battle. Holding a point steel gun in his hand, he and Zeng Suo came towards Lu Zhishen to kill him.

Seeing this, Lu Zhishen laughed loudly, raised his Zen staff horizontally, and rushed towards the two galloping horses. At this time, Zeng Tu and Zeng Suo had no time to rein in their horses, fearing that they would repeat Zeng Sheng's mistakes. The two faced each other.

At a glance, the moment the Zen staff hit the horse, he rolled off the horse and looked back to see Lu Zhishen's fate.

Something that stunned the two of them happened before their eyes. Instead of letting the two horses collide, Lu Zhishen knocked the two galloping horses back a foot away and fell to the ground screaming, but he did not move at all.

Not only Zeng Tu and Zeng Suo were stunned, but Zhu Biao, Yang Zhi, Wei Dingguo and others who were standing on a hill in the distance were also in a daze after seeing this scene.

"I heard before that Coach Lin mentioned that Lu Tisha uprooted a weeping willow tree at the Daxiangguo Temple in Tokyo. I was still half-convinced. Seeing this scene today, I just felt that Yang Zhi had underestimated the heroes of the world. This Lu Tisha is really a god!"

After Yang Zhi was silent for a while, he sighed heavily.

When Zhu Biao heard the words, he also nodded and sighed in his heart: He is indeed the Flower Monk - Lu Zhishen, a top figure in the Water Margin world. Mr. Shi seems to have put all the pride of the Water Margin world on him, creating a natural atmosphere.

Those who eat meat and eat fish with faces are not those who are reading sutras and chanting Buddha. Wine and meat pass through the intestines. In the mind of the Buddha, there are things like Vajra's angry eyes and Bodhisattvas' lowered brows.

At this time, Wei Dingguo, the commander of the Lingzhou regiment, looked at Zhu Biao with a complicated face. This person was famous all over the world, and he had gathered so many heroes. Only such a person existed on the side of the capital.
Chapter completed!