When the sword comes out of Emei, I will be the front

Chapter 254 The mountain is still a mountain, and the stick is still a stick

The five tigers of Huamen looked livid.

The two sides fought fiercely in this round. Hua Quanmen used soft soldiers and long soldiers to force Ye Guhong to jump up. They also used short soldiers and Qimen short soldiers to attack. Even if they couldn't kill him, they would still leave one or two wounds. , who knew that Ye Guhong could handle it easily, kicking and beating with his stick, killing one person immediately and seriously injuring another.

The disciple who wielded the single sword was okay. He rolled over and got up again. The double sword was kicked in the face. He is still lying on the ground, vomiting all over his face. It is obvious that he is unable to fight anymore.

Especially when Ye Guhong used the iron staff, it was like holding a lantern grass or dancing with a bamboo pole. How could it look like a wolf? The Five Tigers of Hua Quan naturally knew that what they just saw was all acting.

Zhou Jueyi felt a little responsible and shouted: "Four junior brothers, let's work together to hold him down. The rest of us will help from the outside, and everyone will fight with him."

After saying that, he danced with the sword and stabbed diagonally.

Li Juecheng swung the Xuanhua ax, turned around with a leap, and struck hard in front of his face.

Wang Juexing swung the rope dart in his hand, waiting for the opportunity.

Hu Juetian used two tiger-head hooks at the same time, locking the shoulders and hooking the ankles.

Unknowingly, all the strange tricks that had been readily available before no longer appeared. They were just tricks of the magic wand technique itself. However, every move seemed to be different.

Inspiration continued in his mind, and the stick technique in his hand gradually changed, sometimes clumsy, sometimes mighty, sometimes sharp, sometimes majestic...

Plants, trees, bamboos and stones are plants, trees, bamboos and stones!
It's just like the iron staff in your palm. Logically speaking, it can also be like a sword, like a palm or a spear. However, the iron staff is thick and thick. No matter how flexible it is, it cannot be as flexible as a long sword. No matter how fast it moves, it cannot be as fast as a pair of palms.

Hou Jueya jumped up from behind, piercing his back like a drill with his iron claws.

He turned around and swept the iron staff across the area, forcing Li Juecheng to jump back, and then struck back. The head of the staff came out from under his armpit. Hu Juetian, who was about to attack his back, quickly blocked it with double hooks. He was so shocked that he took three steps back and turned around. He waved his staff and forced Hou Jueya and Zhou Jueyi away...

As many weapons were swung, the sound of collisions was heard endlessly. Ye Guhong stood alone in the center and used the magic wand technique to the fullest. Sometimes the enemy was attacking hard and the wand technique itself was not enough to deal with it, so he would use spear techniques, sword techniques, etc. Boxing, palm...all kinds of moves.

In the past, he saw a piece of stone where the sword demon buried his sword, which said "Everything from grass, wood, bamboo, and stone can be used as a sword." At that time, he thought that he had reached the end. But now that he thinks about it, the sword demon has been using swords all his life, and he has finally become stuck with swords. The true state of utensils should probably be...

Ye Guhong stood on the spot, his Nine Yang Xuan Gong Qi was boiling, he raised his iron staff horizontally, opened the axe, then turned around, swinging out the double hook and single sword, turned slightly sideways, and the tip of the staff swept away the iron claws , side of the head, dodged the rope dart.

For example, the principle of the iron rod is that it is heavy and powerful, capable of breaking mountains and cracking rocks. Then... we should not use the iron rod to evolve all things, but use all things to merge into the iron rod!
If you have an iron staff in your hand, then all kinds of weapons and all kinds of moves are all iron staffs. If you have grass, wood, bamboo and stone in your hand, then all kinds of weapons and all kinds of moves are all grass, wood, bamboo and stone.

After such a fierce fight for fifty or sixty times, four or five members of the Hua Fist Sect died tragically under the iron staff. Ye Guhong used various tricks more and more, but a kind of understanding gradually emerged in his heart——

By analogy, a spear is a spear, a palm is a palm, and a sword is a sword. Although it can apply the principles of all things, it cannot violate its own principles.

There were more than ten people left, some far away or close, circling quickly, with long weapons and short swords in their hands ready to attack.

Therefore, the staff is a staff. Although it can cut and stab like a sword, and push and slap like a palm, the staff is not transformed into a sword or a palm. Instead, the staff is transformed into a staff by combining the applicable features of the sword and palm techniques, combined with the characteristics of the iron staff. !

For example, for the move "King of Qin Whip the Mountain", Ye Guhong used it three times in a row. The movements and techniques of the three times were different. However, if an expert looked at it, there was no doubt that it was the King of Qin whipping the mountain every time.

Miejie blinked and looked surprised. He looked at it for a while, and his surprise turned into admiration. After looking at it for a while, his admiration turned into joy. A smile appeared on his face. Suddenly he looked up at the sky and muttered to himself. He said: "Amitabha, are we going to have a real Zhang in Emei?"

Then he heard a clear whistle from Ye Guhong, and the infinite shadow of the wand suddenly shot out in all directions. Thirty-six moves of the magic wand were all contained within it, one continuous breath, and lasted for a long time. In the shadow of the stick, only pitiful screams continued. After a few breaths, the shadow of the stick suddenly retracted, and the spectators were all in an uproar——

However, they saw that all the disciples of the Hua Fist Sect were dead. Only the five tigers of the Hua Sect were still alive. One of them had his arms, one of his legs, and one of his waist broken. The other two had one arm and one leg respectively, or Lying down or lying down, his eyes were full of madness and horror.

Ye Guhong lowered his head and was stunned for a moment, sorting out the truth he had just understood, and took a long breath. Then he came back to look at a few people and said with a smile: "As expected of the Five Tiger Generals, you have avoided such a staff technique. It's important, that's all. Judging from your appearance, it's hard for me to be in trouble with Emei again. In order to thank you for helping me in martial arts, I will spare your life."

The five people's faces were full of tears, but they didn't dare to say a word. Some of them were forced to walk, or some were rolling and crawling. The scene was extremely miserable.

The five apprentices who were not in the battle, you pulled me and I pushed you, finally found the courage to come forward, supported their masters, and returned to Cangzhou without saying a word.

Even the big flag of Hua Fist Sect fell to the ground, and no one thought of taking it away.

After this battle, the five tigers of Hua Fist were all disabled, and the power of Hua Fist Sect naturally plummeted. The five brothers resented and blamed each other, and they also broke their friendship. They even accepted their disciples and became hostile to each other.

Since then, the Hua Quan Sect has been divided into five branches: Yizi Sect, Chengzi Sect, Xingzi Sect, Tianzi Sect and Yazi Sect. The disciples travel around the world and only say that I am a Yizi sect and I am a Chengzi sect, but instead treat Hua as a sect. Never mention the five words "Fist". This is a later story, but there is no need to say more.

Ye Guhong realized a new level of martial arts before the battle, and felt happy in his heart. Most of his anger at being blocked and killed was gone.

He put the iron stick in his hand on his shoulder, looked at Crazy Peng, and said with a smile: "I still have some courage left! Fatty, how about you come and let me teach you the Crazy Demon Stick Technique?"

Madman Peng made eye contact with him, lowered his head, remained silent for a moment, and suddenly turned around and said, "Whose knife is sharp enough? Can you lend it to me, Lao Peng?"

The other heads were all shocked, thinking that the Taizu Sect had hidden a set of formations, and the Hua Fist Sect also hid the art of combining weapons. Unexpectedly, the leader of the Crazy Demon Stick Sect was actually the best at swords. Law.

Immediately, several people pulled out knives and handed them to him.

Madman Peng chose the shortest one, held it in his hand, and shouted: "Ye Guhong, look at it clearly!"

As he spoke, he swiped the knife against his scalp, and saw that the knife was flying, and strands of hair fell down, and his head became bald in an instant.

Crazy Peng threw the dagger back to its owner, stretched out his hand to wipe his scalp, and said loudly: "As witnessed by all my colleagues, our Cangzhou Crazy Demon Stick Sect is officially disbanded today."

As he spoke, he picked up the stick, turned around, broke his flagpole, threw the stick away, clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha! Crazy Peng became a monk and returned to secular life, and now he is a monk again. There is no Crazy Peng in the world, only Shaolin monk Yuanfeng!"

Only then did he dare to look at Ye Guhong, glared and said: "Humph, I'm not afraid of you, a poor monk! Now I will go back to the Shaolin Temple and beg the master to let me return to the temple. Wait until I have mastered the most powerful skills in Shaolin. I want to compete with you! If you kill me now, you will be afraid of me in the future and lose the face of your Emei sect. Humph, I'm a poor monk."

After saying that, he picked up his feet and left. Within a moment, he disappeared without a trace, leaving only the Crazy Demon Stick and his disciples. You looked at me and I looked at you, dumbfounded and at a loss.

Ye Guhong was also stunned by his operation. After a while, he came to his senses, raised his thumb and praised: "Talent!"

Then he looked at the leader of the Yin Pistol and said with a smile: "Old senior, you see that young people are unwilling to stand out, so you don't have to let them go. How about you, old man, set an example and give me some advice? I can compare with you. gun."

The old man's whole body trembled, and he held up his face and said: "At my age, I have long looked down upon the light of swords and the sound of drums and horns... You, surnamed Ye, are an upright disciple of a well-known family. You must not respect the old and care for the young. I don’t understand, oops! I remembered, I haven’t taken today’s soup and medicine yet, oops, that’s incredible, I’ll take my leave now!”

With a wave of his hand, dozens of people were led by the Yin Pistol Gate, and they turned around and walked away. They walked five or six feet away and started running at full speed. Their movements were neat and agile, and they could be said to be getting stronger with age.

(End of this chapter)