Chen Yuan almost knew the order of appearance, so he was not in a hurry, so he just waited. As expected, not long after, two tall and strong figures appeared in the mist. The bull-headed Ah Pong walked out with a steel fork and a bare upper body with black hair.
Next to him is the horse-faced old woman carrying a mace.
As soon as they came out, they banged their weapons on the ground, looked at Chen Yuan with authority, and said in unison: "Beat my two brothers, and you will pass!"
Chen Yuan's face showed solemnity. This time he was not letting off steam. He clearly felt the strong killing intent from the bull-headed horse face. Maybe it was because the previous three games were too fake, but this time it was going to be real.
"Third and fourth masters, I am only one person and I have no weapons. How can I defeat you?"
"You can ask God."
As soon as he finished speaking, the bull-headed and horse-faced figures suddenly disappeared into the mist. Chen Yuan hurriedly flew back, clutching the magic weapon in his sleeves, jumped up, smashed a mace down in the air, and stabbed it with his sword finger. With a moment of strength,
A figure of the bull's head appeared below, and the steel fork stabbed from the bottom up. Chen Yuan's kick deflected the steel fork, and when it fell, he stepped on the bull's head's shoulder. The big bird fell into the distance like a bird fluttering into the forest, holding the spell.
His hands crossed and waved down his wide sleeves.
A whistling sound suddenly sounded in the air.
The long soldiers with bull heads and horse faces crossed each other, and there was a sound like striking iron. The figures of the two gods paused for a moment, and they saw that between the two crossed weapons, there was a Yanyue Sword with a winding green dragon. It extended to the back, and Guan Yu held the sword in one hand.
, stroking his beard with one hand, the tall figure stepped back, and pulled the blade to scratch the steel fork and mace, causing a harsh friction sound.
Buzz——
The moment the blade of the blade was pulled away, there was a buzzing sound. Guan Yu's eyes were slightly closed, and he suddenly pulled away with murderous intent. He rounded the handle of the blade in his hand and stepped forward, creating a gust of wind.
The green dragon roars in filial piety.
Almost at the same moment when the bullhead pounced, the green dragon roared away, the mist was turbulent, and the heavy blade slashed like a dream.
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The sound of gold and iron clashing exploded in front of the main hall. The bull-headed steel fork that rushed forward was blocked. The originally running momentum was directly smoothed out by the sword. Then, the green dragon fell to the ground, with terrifying power.
A deep mark was made on the ground.
Without stopping, the horse over there pounced on him, swung his sword, blocked the mace, and slashed the opponent's head with his backhand. The bull's head got up and pounced on him again, and his body turned into a figure several feet away and rode the evil wind in the blink of an eye.
Arrive soon.
The heavy-faced Guan Gong glanced sideways, and stroked his beard without hesitation. The next moment, another figure stood up in front of him, staring blankly, with a leopard's head and eyes, and a snake spear in his hand.
It blocked the momentum of the bull's horns and was pushed out.
"Uh-huh!"
Zhang Fei abandoned the snake spear, grabbed the horns of the bull with his bare hands, kicked the ground with his feet and let out a hysterical roar, then staggered away from the horns, stepped aside, and directly hugged the bull's head and neck.
“What a cow!”
While shouting, he was pulled violently, and the power of incense burst out. Two figures several feet tall collided with each other, and both fell to the ground.
The spells in Chen Yuan's hands were constantly changing, and the eyes were open and the bull-headed and horse-faced fights were fierce. It was difficult to tell the winner, but the corners of Chen Yuan's lips slightly evoked a smile.
In the free time just now, he suddenly caught some loopholes in the other party's words.
At this moment, the Bull Head and the Horse Face finally forced Guan Yu and Zhang Fei to retreat. After all, this was their home field, filled with Yin Qi. Their force might be better than that of Bu Guan Zhang, but their moral conduct was a step higher.
The bull-headed horse showed ferociousness, waving its prongs and sticks wildly, pressing down on Guan Zhang and the two of them, pushing forward for seven or eight feet. From time to time, it stirred up a dark wind and cast spells to restrain Guan Zhang's soul.
Even if he is a heroic spirit, he still cannot escape this constraint.
"Ah Pong doesn't like being pressed down and beaten!"
Niutou's eyes were red and he was breathing heavily. He was quite satisfied with his performance at the moment. He became more and more courageous as he fought, beating the heroes on the ground to the point where they could only parry.
"Ah Pong likes to beat others, who else, please come with us!"
As soon as the voice fell, Chen Yuan's magic spell in his hand was also drawn on the ground. The next moment, figures leaped out from the magic circle and landed in Niutou's eyes, with a look of surprise.
The expression on his face suddenly collapsed and he shouted: "Chen Yuan, you are so shameless -"
Ma Mian pushed the switch and turned his head to look at the cow head. He was immediately frightened. The densely packed souls of outstanding people rushed out of the magic circle, and the ants were biting around the several-foot-high Niu Tou A Pang. There were even some outstanding people.
The soul jumped onto the bull's head, shoulders and neck, wielding its sword and slashing at it with all its strength.
"No fight, no fight!"
The horse faced Guan Gong, who was coming with the knife, and waved quickly, threw away the mace, raised his hands above his head and waved them across, "I won't fight, don't come at me."
Niutou was trapped by countless souls, and he still thought about his good brothers coming to help him. When he heard this, Niu Tou's eyes widened.
'Grandma, shameless.'
He also wanted to stop fighting, but there were several souls of human heroes standing on his chest, holding weapons to greet him. He could only keep parrying, and had no time to speak.
"I also……"
Niu Tou said a few words, and simply restored his body to its original size, and then spread the Dharma message. But as soon as the Dharma image retracted, the whole person was buried in a pile of people. Dozens and hundreds of human heroes, holding weapons, attacked
He pressed down below and greeted everyone.
Only the cow's head was left and one hand was still waving outside, and then slowly shaking...
"Ah Pong has a bad mind, but his energy for fighting is better than mine." Ma Mian walked up to Chen Yuan with a mace on his shoulder, "You see, even if he is trapped, he will still fight. Once he gets this arrogant temper,
It’s really difficult to handle.”
"Fourth Master, are you really sure this is a bad temper?"
The more Chen Yuan looked at it, the more he realized it wasn't the case, "It seems like he's starting to twitch."
"When you put it that way, it does sound a bit like it."
Ma Mian touched his chin, slowly tilted his head and looked at Chen Yuan. The latter hurriedly withdrew his spiritual manifestation spell, and the group of human heroes who were besieging and fighting over there stopped, and happily bowed their hands to the friends around them.
Then the arm-in-arms dissipated.
Only the black bull-headed Abong was left with his hand raised, lying on the ground in a miserable state as if it had been destroyed by dozens of big men.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Ma Mian lost his mace and hurriedly went up to help Niu Tou up. The latter's skirt and armor were swaying crookedly, and he weakly raised his head.
He waved his hand towards Chen Yuan.
"Passed... passed the test... don't cheat next time... Ah Pong doesn't like it... he likes it..."
The figure with the bull's head and the horse's face disappeared, and the messy square instantly returned to its original state. Chen Yuan was feeling a little tired at this time. The bull's-head and horse's face almost made him use his spiritual power. What should he do with the two judges Zhong Kui and Cui behind him?
Although those two might not use magic weapons, it would be even more difficult if they really wanted to fight.
"Hahaha!"
When Chen Yuan was thinking about it, there was a sudden burst of laughter over there. A figure in a scholar's robe with an iron face and curly temples slowly walked out with an old man in purple clothes and a short beard. When he saw Chen Yuan, Zhong Kui stroked his beard and laughed: "Wonderful, wonderful
, I haven’t seen such a fight for a long time.”
The old man beside him also smiled and nodded, but did not speak.
No need to guess, Chen Yuan also knew the identity of the other party, and immediately raised his hand: "Yuan has met the Holy Lord, Judge Cui!"
The old man returned the gift with his hand, looked Chen Yuan up and down, and smiled even more.
Zhong Kui, who was next to him, had a bold temper. He went over and hugged Chen Yuan, and then whispered: "Did you bring the best wine in the world?"
"This... came in a hurry, and I didn't bring any drinks with me."
Chen Yuan came to see the Lord of Taishan Prefecture. He never thought that he would encounter such a situation, let alone bring wine with him. Seeing Zhong Kui's expression was different, he also whispered: "I didn't bring wine, but you want to be serious?
"
"Hmm."
Zhong Kui hummed repeatedly, put up his hands and walked back to Cui Jue, then... laughed, waved his hands and said: "No more competition, you have won everything before, so what if we beat you?"
"Is that..." Chen Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. Thinking of what Lord Taishan had promised, he glanced over at the palace. Zhong Kui came over with a smile, grabbed Chen Yuan's hand, and pulled him away.
Walk.
"Let's talk as we walk. I'll show you around by the way. Those old friends of yours have been talking about you."
Old friend?
Taoist Master Mingguang?
Chen Yuan followed Zhong Kui to another place in the underworld with her suspicions in mind. Judge Cui Jue seemed to be floating slowly but quickly following closely behind.