At this time, the nine-headed insect Li Shaohua still ran forward with no life. When Xiao Tang saw it, his eyes were so angry that he pulled out his legs and tried his best to chase him.

Guanghui floated and slashed at Xiao Tang with a sharp and rapid sword beside him. Wu Song ran up and fought against Guanghui's sword, but he didn't prevent Guanghui from taking another sword, leaving a deep knife mark on Wu Song's chest!

Xiao Tang suddenly stood up and said anxiously: "Second Brother Wu!"

Half of Wu Song's clothes were dyed red, but he still glared at Xiao Tang and shouted: "Why don't you chase me quickly! Aren't you going to sacrifice to the spirit of Xiao Taigong in the sky?!??"

Xiao Tang gritted his teeth hard, nodded heavily and turned around to chase after him. Guanghui wanted to stop him, but was entangled by Wu Song's sword light. Under the shadow of the sword light and blood, two more wounds were added to Wu Song's body, but he had already stopped Guanghui and forced him to stay here.

Wu Song's swords were full of gaps, while the snowflake iron swords in Guanghui's hand were cold and intact. Just like the two of them had a fight of sword techniques, Guanghui had the upper hand, while Wu Song had a few more sword injuries.

Guanghui saw that Li Shaohua had escaped, and the official officer saw that there was something strange about here and was about to come here soon. His anxiety and anger turned into endless resentment and said to Wu Song in a dark voice: "Since you are not my opponent of Master Buddha, why bother to stop him, ruin Master Buddha's good thing!"

Wu Song smiled coldly, handed the swords to one hand, and tore off the ragged clothes on his body, laughed loudly: "Since you have not decided the winner, you are so fartful, you are so thief-headed!? Grandpa is fighting you so well, how can you get away with patting your butt??"

Seeing Wu Song's strong and strong muscles appearing, although it is bloody, it adds even more evil spirits! Just as the tiger in the mountains does not lose its majesty, the heroes in the martial arts world do not lose their chivalrousness. Although they are covered with trauma, Wu Song, whose scars are covered with scars, is still staring at Guanghui.

It seems that this guy is going to bother the Buddha to the end! Guanghui gritted his teeth and said: I thought that if I threw myself into this nine-headed insect, I would be able to have a lifetime of freedom and happiness. I just wanted to make some benefits in front of me, but I was so annoyed by you! I saw that you knew the sword technique of Bei Shaolin, and I was originally worried about what your guy had to do with Tan Zhengfang, but if you forced the Buddha to get angry, the Buddha could no longer tolerate you!

Thinking of this, Guanghui Toutuo gave his lifelong unique skills to the Ashe Sword, Wu Song suddenly felt a flash in front of him...

The Buddhist Asa Sutra says: You should know the inner world in the six places, you should know the inner world in the six places of happiness, you should know the inner world in the eighteen minds, and you should know the inner world in the thirty-six swords.

What should be said about the six places that should know the inner part? It is said about the eyes, ears, nose, sack, body, and mind. The six places that should know the inner part, so it is said.

Why is this said when the sixth place of happiness is inside? It means that the eyes are more happy to see colors, the ears are more happy to hear sounds, the nose is more happy to smell fragrance, the tongue is more happy to taste taste, the body is more happy to feel touch, and the mind is more happy to know the Dharma. The sixth place of happiness is more happy to know the inner, so it is said.

Why do you say that the eighteen minds should know the inner world? The monks, who see the color of the eyes, like to be absent, and dissect the color of the different colors, and dissect the color of the different colors; such as the ears, nose, tongue, body, mind know the Dharma of the different methods, and dissect the Dharma of the different methods, and dissect the Dharma of the different methods, which means distinguishing the six joys, distinguishing the six worries, distinguishing the six worries, and dissecting the six worries, and dissecting the eighteen minds and practices. Therefore, it is said that the eighteen minds and practices should know the inner world. Therefore, it is said.

The thirty-six swords should be known inside, so why is this said? There are six joys and six joys and no desires; there are six worries and six worries and no desires; there are six worries and no desires; there are six worries and no desires; there are six worries and no desires; there are six places, six joys and joys, eighteen minds and actions, and thirty-six swords.

This set of Ashe sword techniques is understood in the Ashe Sutra. The six sword forces and six killer moves have eighteen changes, which are combined into thirty-six exquisite sword techniques with unpredictable changes.

Blood was splattering everywhere, Guanghui's sword was like an antelope hanging on its horns, and like a cloud dragon in the sky, without any trace. The sword was either rapid or exquisite, and it rushed directly to Wu Song's place where he was not prepared, and the sword was fatal from the flaws all over his body.

Wu Song resisted himself, but his arms, thighs, chest and even back were cut into nothing by Guanghui's elusive sword technique. He took the opportunity to fly out and kicked Wu Song's chest hard, knocking him away like a kite with broken threads, causing him to crash into the pile of wine tanks in front of a wine shop. The sound of impact and the sound of shattering were intertwined. For a moment, strong wine, blood and sweat poured over Wu Song's whole body.

At this time, the people around him were all staring at the thrilling life-and-death duel. Several arresters had already felt the scene, and it was obvious that Guanghui and Wu Song's wonderful and intense sword competition were already scared. Who would dare to come up and drink?

Wu Song struggled to stand up. If he hadn't subconsciously avoided the competition just now, his tendons were almost broken by Guanghui's sinister and delicate picking. Now several wounds were covered in blood, but Guanghui's whole body was not injured. In terms of swordsmanship, Wu Song was obviously not Guanghui's opponent.

Wu Song stood up and staggered for a few steps. His body was mixed and blood flowed from his masculine and strong muscles, making Wu Song a bloody man long ago.

He saw half a tank of strong wine in the smashed wine jar next to him, and immediately held the wine jar with one hand and drank a loud drink with his neck. The strong wine sprinkled on Wu Song's wounds made him feel burning pain, but it further ignited Wu Song's fierce fighting spirit!

Guanghui saw that the arresting officers from Daming Mansion arrived, and Wu Song would never let him go. Not to mention the treasure of Jinshan, it would be even more difficult to escape alone. Guanghui was so angry that he wanted to chop Wu Song into thousands of pieces, and said in a cold voice: "You could have survived, but you insisted on falling into the Avici Hell! The Buddha will fulfill you!"

Wu Song threw the half-breaked wine jar in his hand, picked up his sword and pointed it at Guanghui and scolded him: "You are a monk, and people in Buddhism should be kind to the world, but you are doing this to help the evil and to be accomplices of the tiger! How can I, Wu Song, forgive you!?"

Guanghui was already crazy like the bloodthirsty Asura in the six realms. He was condescending and laughed wildly: "The people in the world are as stupid as pigs and dogs, as weak as insects, and they are willing to ask for it. They only know how to burn incense and worship Buddha, thinking that if you beg for it, you will have a good result! Buddha, I only rely on my two swords in my hand and do not follow the verses of the sutra. I am the Buddha! Buddha is me! Why do you have to do good deeds by practicing in the mortal world?

Even if you claim to be chivalrous and righteous, you can only kneel down in front of me by the Buddha! Put down your weapons in your hand, worship Hishi to God, and confess your sins piously. Maybe I am a kind-hearted person and can spare your life!"

"Bah!" Wu Song stood up, his anger covered Xiaoye, and said angrily: "It is because the sky does not open its eyes, the gods and Buddhas do not help the world, the heavens and the earth are unkind and treat all things as straw dogs. I, this straw dog, just want to hit the sky, and the gods and Buddhas in the sky, open their hearts!!"

After saying that, Wu Song suddenly rushed towards Guanghui again, and Guanghui angrily shouted, "Looking for death!!!" and once again took off Ashe's sword technique, this time he would cut Wu Song into several sections.

Although Wu Song was furious and his blood was stimulating, he was guarding the Qingming Festival. He knew that it was difficult to win with his double sword technique alone. Wu Song threw out a knife suddenly, and took advantage of Guanghui's hiding, holding a single sword in both hands and cutting it out with all his strength.

Another deafening sound, Wu Song's single sword in his hand was broken into two pieces, and relying on his powerful divine power, one sword was swept away by Guanghui. Even though the snowflake iron ring knife in Guanghui's other hand was about to be cut into his waist soon, this effort was enough!

Wu Song turned around, flew up his left foot and kicked Zhong Guanghui, turned around and flew up his right foot...

Jade ring steps, mandarin duck legs!

This leg method seems simple, but it contains countless changes and moves. As the master taught the martial arts skills, several moves can be combined into countless counterattack methods under the changes, especially when counterattack, Wu Song's legs are transformed into three, three into nine... Those who were watching from afar were stunned and saw that Wu Song seemed to have countless legs out of thin air and kicked towards Guanghui!

More than a dozen feet were stepped on Guanghui's body, and several of his ribs were kicked off by Wu Song and inserted into his lungs. Guanghui "splashed" a mouthful of red blood, and his body flew backwards and hit the wall of a shop. He really didn't expect that he would be turned around in an instant by Wu Song's flowing counterattack!

Wu Song had just closed his legs and fell down. Taking advantage of Guanghui's serious injury, he shot out his feet and his body. He was lucky to do all his strength and his movements were completed in one go, and his fists had already been blown out.

"Oh ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!" Wu Song's blood was boiling and he kept shouting. His heavy punches turned into countless punch shadows with the loud shouts, and they blasted heavily into Guanghui's chest like a storm!

"Everything is all!!" A series of muffled sounds of heart-suffocation, Guanghui was retreated one after another by a series of heavy punches, and his chest was scattered by Wu Song's heavy punches!!

Guanghui's eyes were protruding, and he vomited blood. His huge body seemed to be hit by Wu Song and embedded in the wall! Wu Song swung his last heavy punch and hit Guanghui's face. Guanghui's eyes burst, his nose collapsed, and he had already been beaten to death by Wu Song's pair of iron fists!!

All the people around who were watching from afar were scared to death. Some of them were sitting down on the ground, muttering in fear: "This... this is not a mortal...? Which immortal grandfather is this!??"

Wu Song withdrew his fist. Seeing that Guanghui was beaten to the point of being beaten by him, he still had nowhere to vent his blood and fighting spirit. He suddenly roared towards the sky, like a roaring tiger in the sky. The power of the heavens reached the sky!!!

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Wu Song's thrilling feat happened to be seen by a storyteller who was watching around him. He was frightened and could not forget it for a long time. He went to a restaurant and asked for two kilograms of wine. He thought hard and made another poem about the jokes he planned to edit the storyteller. Although this storyteller did not leave his name in later generations, the poem he wrote became the earliest poem written in the "Biography of Wu Song" widely circulated in later generations:

Don’t say that there is no god in the world, and the demons are shocked when they fists come out.

The sword light was shining and the heads were rolling, and the hero talked and laughed and sang.

Wu Song is a true hero who fights against the dragon and fights against the tiger.

But I have to drink strong throat wine and dare to compete with ghosts and gods!

Wu Song, who was so passionate about his blood and descended to earth, beat Guanghui to death in the Damingfu market, and where on Xiao Tang?
Chapter completed!