The man dressed as a noble prince is naturally the little Mongolian prince Huodu, and the skinny middle-aged Tibetan monk behind him wearing a red robe and a golden crown must be his senior brother Dalba.
Dongzhang carefully looked at the very arrogant little Mongolian prince in front of him. He seemed to be several years younger than Guo Jing, but he spoke in an old-fashioned and arrogant way.
At this moment, Huo Dou felt very angry when he saw that Dongzhang didn't answer his question. He put away his folding fan with a snap and pointed at Dongzhang and said: "I guess you are here to compete in martial arts to attract a bride, then.
Let’s start with you first.”
The cold figure in white clothes flashed through his mind and Dongzhang shook his head: "No."
"Hmph, I don't care, Xiao Wang will take care of you first." Huo Du was already known for being cunning and cunning. How could he talk to you about the moral principles of the world? He put away his folding fan and headed towards Dongzhang.
Dongzhang, who wanted to see what level this man was, just stood there quietly waiting for him, his eyes even more playfully staring at the attacking little prince. Thinking that he was irritated by Dongzhang's eyes, Huo Dou came to Dongzhang.
The man in front of him opened the folding fan in his hand with a swish sound and swept it towards Dongzhang's neck.
The moment the fan was opened, a flash of white light flashed by. Dong Zhang, who had a sharp eye, saw that the ribs of his fan were made of steel. Many people who didn't know what he was doing might be fooled by him and fall into his trap.
Dongzhang did not dodge, he raised the black iron sword on his shoulder, and the long handle hit Huo Dou's fan. Huo Dou's face changed as soon as the weapon hit him. This man is so strong.
, took a step back to put away the fan and hit Dongzhang's temple.
Dong Zhang still refused to dodge. He turned the long scabbard of the black iron sword on his shoulder with his right hand and smashed it straight at the door in front of Huo Dou. At this time, the iron fan was already less than three inches closer to Dong Zhang's temple. If it had hit him
Even Dongzhang can still get injured, as the temple is an inherently fragile location.
But he had to be able to hit him. When he saw the long scabbard whizzing towards his head, he didn't need to think too much. He knew just from the sound of the sound that his head would explode like a watermelon. Huo
Their eyes were about to burst, and they immediately took action to save their lives, but it was too late to escape from such a close distance.
Huo Du could only block in the flash of lightning, holding the handle of the fan in front of his forehead with both hands.
when!
The black iron scabbard hit the fan handle that Huo Du had set up firmly. The terrifying force made Huo Du bend his knees and kneel to the ground with a thud. He turned his head sideways with a pale face, and the black iron scabbard scratched the fan handle.
The handle of the fan touched his shoulder, instantly causing Huo Dou's waist to bend a little further.
Huo Dou looked up with horrified eyes and looked into a pair of playful eyes, saying in shock: "You!"
"Hehehehe, thirty moves, you really think highly of yourself. If you want to play with me, you must at least call your master over and maybe you can still play, but you are not qualified yet." Dongzhang said softly to his knees.
Huo Du said calmly.
"Junior brother!!" Seeing that his junior brother was defeated by his opponent, Dalba picked up the golden pestle without saying a word and ran towards Dongzhang.
Finally, he swung the golden pestle straight towards Dongzhang. He raised his eyelids slightly, and Dongzhang sneered, lifted up the black iron scabbard and swept the golden pestle.
when!!!
The Dalbarians flew away with pestles and knocked over several Mongolian guards. Huo Du, who was kneeling on the ground, was shocked when he saw this scene. He stared at the relaxed Dong Zhang in disbelief and was secretly horrified.
He knows the strength of his senior brother best. Although his qualifications are mediocre and his limbs are well-developed but his mind is simple, he cannot stand against his senior brother's natural power. He will lose more and win less against him. The premise is that if he does not use tricks, even his master will have to do it.
It will take some effort to capture the senior brother.
But this unknown boy only used one move to smash away his senior brother who was known for his strength. It was really shocking. I had experienced it myself and knew that the weight of this mysterious man's long knife was definitely heavier than that of his senior brother.
The golden pestle was much heavier. No wonder the heroes looked at him so strangely when he said that he was going to compete in martial arts. After thinking about it, Huo Dou figured out the cause and effect.
Seeing that Dong Zhang did not continue to attack, Huo Du quickly stood up and ran away from Dong Zhang. He looked at the mysterious man with terrifying strength in front of him with wary eyes and said, "I didn't expect that there is such a person in this small Zhongnan Mountain.
Huo Du, a disciple of the Mongolian Imperial Master, I don’t know your surname.”
After he was rescued, this man didn't even look at his senior brother Dalba who came to rescue him. Instead, he stared at Dongzhang in front of him with solemn eyes and said politely.
boom!
Dongzhang turned the black iron scabbard and put it straight to the ground. He put his hands on the handle of the knife and glanced at Huo Dou who was secretly wary and said: "I am not very interested in who you are, and I have no interest in getting to know you. I will only say it once.
Wherever you come from, go back to where you came from."
At this moment, Dalba had already walked back to Huo Du in embarrassment with the support of the Mongolian guards. He glanced at his senior brother Huo Du who was fine and said angrily to Dongzhang: "You!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his mind flashed and he continued: "Your Excellency is extremely skilled in martial arts and you probably look down on us lowly people, but Xiao Ke just heard that you seem to know my mentor, Jin Lun Dharma King?"
Glancing at Huo Dou, who was cautious about relationships, Zhang Dong said impatiently: "I don't know him, and I don't want to know him."
At this moment, the heroes of the martial arts world are like a group of melon-eating people, watching with relish the little Mongolian king being silenced by this mysterious man. It is so physically and mentally pleasurable that it makes you crazy.
Seeing that Huo Dou wanted to say something else, Dongzhang raised his head and glanced at the sky, frowned, and then made a move that surprised everyone, pulling out a long knife that had never been drawn out since entering the scene.
thumping!
Dongzhang inserted the scabbard into the ground with his left hand, then jumped up onto the scabbard, standing on the scabbard, and swung the long sword with his right hand toward the ground.
Uh-huh!!!
A deep knife mark cut across the ground. Dongzhang picked up the long knife and said to the people who were scared to retreat far away: "My patience is limited. Anyone who crosses this horizontal line will die. If you want to try, you can come in and try."
, if you don’t have the guts to try it, then get out of here.”
As soon as Dongzhang said this, everyone looked at Dongzhang who was standing on the scabbard in shock and remained silent. Many people were still a little unwilling to do so. It didn't matter if they didn't see it, and they didn't even see the shadow of the secret book.
How could they be willing to accept it? So everyone was weighing the importance and no one said anything.
They were thinking, but Dongzhang would not give them this time. Dongzhang's cold voice suddenly sounded in the forest: "I will count dozens, and if you don't get out, I don't mind killing you all."
Looking at this mysterious man in shock, everyone couldn't help but feel anxious secretly. Dalba even came to Huo Dou who looked confused and said: "Junior brother, we can't defeat him, let's go."
Huo Dou stared at Dongzhang with a sinister look and said in a deep voice: "Wait a little longer."
"But..." Dalba wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Huo Du's strong wave, so he had to stand beside him angrily.
"ten."
"Nine."
"eight."
"Seven..." The headmaster's emotionless voice sounded frequently on the scene, like a time bomb in everyone's hearts, urgently urging them to die.
Finally, there was an unwilling demon in the field who stood up and encouraged the crowd: "What are you afraid of? No matter how powerful he is, he is only one person. I don't believe he can fight with so many of us."
"That's right, we all swarmed up. We don't need to talk about moral principles with this kind of devil, but let's see how rampant he is."
After a few unyielding provocations, everyone's emotions were successfully aroused. Many people who were moved tightened their weapons and stood out of the crowd.
Looking at them indifferently, Dong Zhang continued to count down: "Three."
"two."
"one...."
"Come on, brothers! Kill him!!" At this time, more than ten people rushed towards Dong Zhang with knives.
Hehehehe, jumped off the scabbard, Dongzhang picked up the sword and walked towards him...