Peng Yan originally thought that Shi Jin was just talking, but he didn't expect that when he fought, Shi Jin had a strong sword and exquisite tricks. It was not an ordinary green forest path but a standard official martial art. Although the former was strong and wild, the latter was undoubtedly more tempered by many famous scholars.

He didn't know that Shi Jin's martial arts were passed down from Wang Jin, who was the instructor of the 800,000 imperial guards of Lin Chong, so he was naturally very rigorous and refined. In addition, Shi Jin's talent was above him and he loved martial arts from the bottom of his heart, so his strength was only above him.

The two men, two three-pointed and two-edged swords, were each fighting like a dragon going out to sea, and it was difficult to solve. However, after twenty moves, Peng Qi sweated on his head and felt weak. However, like Han Tao, his position was also very important, so he could only grit his teeth and stand firm.

He could only put his hope on the Central Army General Hu Yanzhuo, but he didn't expect Hu Yanzhuo to think so at this time.

It turned out that after the army entered the stationed village, Hu Yanzhuo asked everyone to line up to prepare for battle. At this time, he suddenly saw that the front and back troops were led to two small paths. He couldn't help but feel nervous. The long snake formation would respond when it hits the head and tail, and the head and tail, but what should he do if the head and tail were hit? It seems that the central army must be rescued.

But before the others moved, they heard the sound of horse hooves on a small road near him. Hu Yanzhuo closed his eyes and calculated with a little thought, he immediately knew that there were only about 200 enemies, but they were all cavalry, so they should not be underestimated. Could it be that Du Jia was back?

He hurriedly rode his horse to the other side and saw a fat monk with a beard on his face. The Zen stick in his hand was almost the size of an egg, riding a big green mane horse. Du Jia's aura was different. The monk was full of murderous aura, and he looked like a powerful general.

Hu Yanzhuo praised in his heart, and also sighed inwardly. What he praised was that this monk's extraordinary style and a good opponent, and the same was true for sighing. Now Han Tao and Peng Yan are not around, and no one can beat this guy except him, so he can only get on his own.

He had no choice but to move forward and pointed with a steel whip: "Monster, are you also a thief from Liangshan? This road is not open, so you can leave."

The person who came was naturally the monk Hua Lu Zhishen. After looking up and down, he not only did not want to retreat after several eyes, but instead laughed to the sky and looked very happy.

Hu Yanzhuo couldn't help but say angrily: "Why are you laughing at, monk? Is there anything funny about me?"

Lu Zhishen held a water-milling Zen stick in one hand, touched his steel beard with the other hand and said, "Sha family is the flower monk Lu Zhishen. I laughed nothing else, it was my good luck. So many people didn't expect that the Sa family would meet you alone. It's really a blessing from the Buddha. It seems that we can fight hard today. I hope you don't have a silver-like gun tip, hahaha."

Hu Yanzhuo became even more angry when he heard this, but when he thought about it, he was shocked again: "Lu Zhishen, what do you mean by saying that you have so many people? You Liangshan is just a small place, just one or two thousand people, where do you have many roads?"

Lu Zhishen was already waving his Zen Staff at this time and rushed over: "Don't worry about it. The Sa family hasn't met a master for a long time. Let's fight you for 300 rounds first and then pay attention. If you can win the Zen Staff in the hand of the Sa family, you will naturally tell you everything."

Hu Yanzhuo was also angry: "Don't underestimate me. I wish you a wild monk, how capable can you have, and you still want to play with me for 300 rounds. I will capture you in thirty rounds."

As he spoke, both sides were already swept together like two tornadoes. The Zen stick in Lu Zhishen's hand weighed 63 kilograms. When he waved it, he was a radius of two feet and was full of wind and tigers. No one could get close to him. However, Hu Yanzhuo's pair of wind and thunder whips together were more than fifty kilograms, and his moves were still above Lu Zhishen. The two of them met their opponents and were about to meet good talents.

Fifty rounds passed in a blink of an eye. Monk Hua hadn't been so aggressive for a long time. He became happier the more he fought. He laughed while fighting, and looked very happy. This old man originally loved those things, such as wine, meat, justice and martial arts. The first two were easily satisfied recently, but the third party was difficult. Although there were many masters in Liangshan, the competition between brothers was just fake after all. How could such a real sword and gun come? Therefore, he was happy from the bottom of his heart.

Hu Yanzhuo was depressed. He threatened to take Lu Zhishen for thirty rounds at first, but he still didn't gain any advantage. He found that the monk was not using the Shaolin Arhat Staff Technique at all, and it had nothing to do with the various Shaolin sects, nor was it a green forest method. It seemed to be quite like a way for the big and small species to manage the border army of Xianggong. You should know that there was a fierce battle with the surrounding ethnic minorities almost every day, but so people with weak martial arts could not survive there, or in other words, no one who could make a name for them was easy to mess with. Although Hu Yanzhuo had a high opinion of himself, he did not dare to underestimate the place.

Therefore, he couldn't help but say, "Wu Nalu Zhishen, you see that your martial arts are quite like a border army. Could it be that you have done it there before?"

Lu Zhishen said in surprise: "Hey, you guys have some vision, and your martial arts are outstanding. It has been a long time since the Sa family has been so easy to fight. You are right. I will not change my name or surname. I did work in Xiaozhong Gongliu Gong's mansion for several years, but at that time I was still called Lu Da."

Hu Yanzhuo exclaimed: "Since you are an imperial officer, you can win a wife and a son with one sword on the border. Wouldn't it be better to be famous for your life? Why bother to be a thief? It's still time to regret it now."

Lu Zhishen laughed and said, "I regret it. The Sa family acted in a lifelong manner just by asking for a clear conscience. I never regretted it. Xiaozhong was good at managing his husband, but the people were greedy and corrupt, dark, and the people lived a miserable life. The Sa family also stood up for justice and killed a bully with three punches. Then they fell into the world and then became more difficult for the people. It would be better if you don't want such a court, but you don't look like a person without conscience. Can't you see these situations? Let's not talk about it far away. When you soldiers arrive, you will immediately run away from the village. Do you still think you are the one who is the one who is good at it? In my opinion, you should abandon the darkness and turn to the light."

Hu Yanzhuo was asked with a flushed face and ashamed, so he had to vaguely say: "We generals don't care about politics, but only know how to act according to orders. Those governance and appeasement are all the responsibilities of civil officials. Come on, we should see the best and bad things in our hands."
Chapter completed!