The smiling Buddha looked at Huang Fengtu with a smile. His fat upper and lower jaw moved slightly and said, "Huang Fengtu, since you abandoned your sword, I have never fought with you. I heard that you have learned a set of Sanshou by yourself. It's very powerful. I don't know whether it's true or not."
"You'll know if you've tried."
Smiling Buddha nodded in favor: "this is reasonable, practice has the right to speak."
"Xiaomian Buddha, is your master like you? I'm not looking for you, but for him."
"The head of the family is busy, how can he have the energy to deal with these messy things? As an idle person, I happen to have time and energy to deal with it. "
Huang Fengtu gave a cold smile: "xiaomianfo, you are a obedient dog of the Song family. You can run in any direction as you wave your master's stick."
The smiling Buddha didn't like it. He said happily: "if you don't listen to the master, how can you be called a slave? It's my duty to share my worries for my master. "
"Well, since you are a slave, let's go down the road today. What's the matter with the second young master of your family who has repeatedly disturbed my purity? Do you mean to follow my rules or what? " Huang Fengtu said provocatively.
The smiling Buddha shook his head and said, "the second young master is intelligent and ambitious, but Huang Fengtu is already half of a man. How can you compare with the second young master. Since you are determined to find the second young master's trouble, we don't need to beat around the bush. Let's fight first and talk by strength. "
"Well, I'll wait for you, smiling Buddha, to see if your Kung Fu has improved for decades." Huang Fengtu is no longer wordy and goes straight to the smiling Buddha.
The smiling Buddha still smiles and walks towards Huang Fengtu.
Seeing that they were about to come into contact, they started at the same time.
The big hand fan, which is as fat as a palm fan, blows at Huang Fengtu, and the strong wind blows on his face. At this moment, the smiling face Buddha seems to have completed the transformation from a pile of fat meat to killing gods, and his whole body is filled with the intention of killing, but he still has a smile on his face and looks rather strange.
Huang Fengtu's snow-white arm immediately wrapped around the palm, and tightly attached to the smiling Buddha's body.
Collapse!
Smiling face Buddha's arm, which was entangled, suddenly trembled, and a great deal of energy came out. Huang Fengtu's hand was naturally flicked away.
At this time, Huang Fengtu's other hand has wrapped around the neck of xiaomianfo. Xiaomianfo's face turns red immediately, but he still keeps smiling, only his eyes are full of murders.
"Huang Fengtu, I think you are more powerful when you use the sword." The smiling Buddha said with a smile. At the same time, Huang Fengtu was shaken three meters away.
Huang Fengtu was shocked. This guy has not been idle these years, and his kung fu has improved so fast. However, if he had not fought with Ning fan before, he would not have been so embarrassed.
Huang Fengtu was so fierce that he gathered strength again and said angrily, "Smiling Buddha, you look down on me. It's just an appetizer. The dinner is still behind."
Voice Fang falls, Huang Fengtu attacked again, this time obviously fierce many, even more intense than with Ning fan battle.
Smiling Buddha is still smiling, as if his face has never had a second expression in general.
Moreover, his fat body burst out of real power. It seems that his fat body didn't slow down his action, on the contrary, it played a role in alleviating the enemy's attack power in the war.
Two people since I go, vertical and horizontal fighting, gas force flying, came to the guard simply only see the share.
Bang!
A stone floor was crushed, and then a new one was crushed, and the trees in the yard shook like the wind.
"Huang Fengtu, I don't think you have the strength to catch up. It seems that you have had a fierce battle with others before. Who else has the strength in the south of Sichuan?" The smiling Buddha asked in doubt as he fought.
"Well, it's none of your business. Xiaomianfo, you forced your way into Huangyuan and hit my people. If you don't give me an explanation today, you can't leave Huangyuan. "
"Ha ha, if you don't tell me about the second young master today, I won't leave."
"In that case, let's talk."
Two people no longer talk, the battle is more and more intense, hanging gravel dust tightly around them, so that outsiders can not see clearly inside the scene.
Boom!
A loud noise, like thunder. Huang Fengtu coughed with her mouth covered.
Smiling Buddha's throat swallow, smiling face finally flashed a strange.
Two people you look at me, I look at you, seem to have forgotten words, just stare at each other.
"Xiaomian Buddha, fifteen years ago, we were tied. Today, we still can't tell the difference." Huang Fengtu said coldly.
The Buddha with a smile said: "no, you are not my opponent today. I am very curious about who fought with you in the past, which made you consume so much."
"Well, we'll know if it's your opponent or not."
The smiling Buddha waved his hand and said, "I don't have to fight with you today. I just want to convey the will of the Song family."
"Will? Do you think the Song family really want to support the development of Song Zhi in southern Sichuan? "
It's a tacit agreement that Buddha smiles without saying anything.
Huang Fengtu grinned and said, "I think Song Zhi is going to make a big fall."
"Why do you say that? Do you still want to step in? "
Huang Fengtu shook his head and did not explain much. He knew the contradiction between Ning fan and Song Zhi. Ning fan was not so easy to deal with. Of course, Song Zhi's life in southern Sichuan would not be smooth.
"It's best to let them fight each other and lose both."
"Now that you've done it, I'll sell you face and don't interfere in his affairs in southern Sichuan. But you'd better tell your master to discipline his son. Otherwise, if Song Zhi offends me, I won't give you face."
The smiling Buddha is relieved. Huang Fengtu is famous for his stubborn temper. If he is not dealt with, Song Zhi will surely suffer in the future. Anyway, as long as Huang Fengtu doesn't do it, everything will be easy.
"Huang Fengtu, you are really good at Sanshou. No wonder you abandoned the sword at the beginning, but if you continue to use the sword, maybe there will be a second sword God in the world." Smile face Buddha topic a turn, incomparably sorry of say.
Huang Fengtu's face was cold and said, "don't mention that person to me."
Smiling Buddha shook his head and said, "I'm not interested in your own sect. Now that my purpose has been achieved, I'll leave. "
The figure flashed and the smiling Buddha disappeared in the same place.