God-level film and television: Defeat Thanos at the beginning

Chapter 200
Ding~3/18!

A system prompt sounded in Yang Miaojun's mind.

Lai Hu'er's head went through many twists and turns, and was finally taken into Yang Miaojun's pocket.

And the last thing is, since the system recognizes that Lai Hu'er is one of the eighteen heroes of the Sui and Tang Dynasties, it also means that the system's default list of eighteen heroes is exactly the eighteen most mainstream in people's impressions. The eighteen most familiar to Yang Miaojun!
"Third Uncle, fortunately, I did not disgrace my life!"

Holding Lai Hu'er's head in one hand, and picking up Hu'er's iron gun with the other hand, he turned over and returned to the horse, and walked slowly to Xu Maogong's body.

"Good good!"

Seeing that Lai Hu'er was beaten to death so easily, Xu Maogong immediately laughed and praised him: "Using the child is brave, killing the future Hu'er with three sticks, the future will surely become famous all over the world, everyone knows everyone !"

After simply praising Yang Miaojun's disguised Qin Yong, Xu Maogong immediately issued orders, with You Junda as the main force, leading the army with a few other people, and rushed straight to the soldiers and horses brought by Lai Hu'er, completely defeating them , surrendered, and turned them into soldiers and horses in their Wagang village.

Especially for the surrender, Xu Maogong is very sure.

After all, among the 46 friends in Jialiu Tower on Wagang Mountain at this time, there are Tang Wanren Tang Wanyi, the two nephews of Tang Bi, and Zhang Zhuanyang and Li Ji He Hui, the four banner officials under Tang Bi's command. Among the tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, I don't know how many of them used to be the subordinates of these six people, and I don't know how many middle-level generals used to be friends of these six people.

At this time, Lai Hu'er was dead and the general situation was gone, there was no difficulty in taking down these tens of thousands of soldiers and horses.

and so……

"Third Uncle, I'll take the head that came to protect my son, and I'll go to Nanshankou to attack the morale of Yang Lin's soldiers and horses. By the way, I will replace the four uncles Zhang Zhuanyang, Li Ji and He Hui, and let them come here to surrender. These soldiers and horses."

Lai Hu'er's head was already in his hands, Yang Miaojun didn't want to waste any more time here, so he just found an excuse and prepared to evacuate.

"Alright, at the Nanshan Pass, Yang Lin is old and strong, and Wei Wentong is known as a handsome man with a knife and a strong martial artist, but it's really hard for Jun to be alone. It's just that a brave and invincible master like you is desperate Go help out!"

Hearing Yang Miaojun's excuse, Xu Maogong nodded and said that under the current situation, it is indeed more useful for Yang Miaojun to go to Nanshan Pass than to stay at Beishan Pass: "By the way, when you go to Nanshan Pass and pass by Dazhai, let Tang Wanren and Tang Wanyi both Brother, now bring the people who stay in the village with you."

Yang Miaojun nodded yes, and then held his eight-edged demon pestle in one hand and the iron spear used to protect the children in the other hand picked up the head of the children who came to protect the children, and rode back to Wagang Dazhai. After the order was conveyed, he passed through Dazhai without stopping, and went straight to the North Mountain Pass.

"Hey~ Here is the head of the guardian, why don't you surrender quickly and beg for work?"

When Yang Miaojun came to Nanshan Pass, Wang Junke was fighting with a general who also used a broadsword.

But it wasn't Wei Wentong, but Lu Ming, nicknamed Iron Sword Commander, Tongguan's deputy general.

It's a pity that Lu Ming is still a master when it comes to dealing with others, but he happened to meet Wang Junke.

Although Wang Junke was not listed among the eighteen heroes, he was actually not much worse than Shan Xiongxin, the last of the eighteen heroes. Lu Ming is much smarter.

Therefore, Lu Ming, who was bullied by Wang Junke, was crushed and beaten by Wang Junke. After hearing that Yang Miaojun's body was oversaturated with hunger, he was subconsciously distracted and turned his head to watch the moment he loved you. Wang Junke seized the opportunity and cut him with a knife Then he cut off a good head and shot it straight into the sky.

"Thieves! An dare to be fierce! Give back my brother's life!"

Before the others could react, a silver-robed plain-armored general in Yang Lin's army over there was urging his horse out with a silver scissors and halberd in his hand, and went straight to Wang Junke who had just beheaded Lu Ming. come.

But it was another lieutenant general of Tongguan, the silver halberd general Zhang Daxing, the sworn brother of the iron sword governor Lu Ming just now.

"Good come!"

Wang Junke yelled, instead of retreating, he rushed forward with his horse and sword, and only used three swords, just like Guan Yu's three swords in the head in the legend, as violent as thunder and as fast as electricity. This Zhang Daxing slanted his shoulders and his back was cut into two pieces.

"Rebel, what a guts!"

Seeing that two generals in a row were beheaded by Wang Junke, and there was Yang Miaojun holding a man with a gun and claiming to come to protect his children. Such a situation made Yang Lin, who was already very angry, couldn't help but burst into tears. With a sound, he was about to swing the horned dragon stick and rush up to smash Wang Junke to death.

"My lord, calm down, I will go to chop off the head of the traitor and present it to my lord!"

But before Yang Lin could rush out, Wei Wentong who was beside him had already rushed out of the army formation one step earlier and charged at Wang Junke.

"Wei Wentong..."

Looking at the general who ignored him again and went straight to Wang Junke, Yang Miaojun recognized his identity, and by the way, remembered the half fight with Wei Wentong before.

His flying hammer was dodged by Wei Wentong. Although Wei Wentong's backhand did not cut him, he went to cut off the tail of his bloody horse.

Moreover, the bloody horse was abandoned on the hillside outside Tongguan because of an emergency retreat. It is estimated that it had lost too much blood and died.

Obviously he lost.

"Eighteen heroes, Lai Huer ranked No. 14, Wei Wentong ranked No. 9."

With a flick of the gun tip, Lai Huer's head was thrown in the direction of Yang Lin from a distance. With a twist of his wrist, Yang Miaojun hung Lai Huer's iron gun on the victory hook and prepared to keep it as a souvenir: "Lai Huer My son was smashed to death with three sticks..."

Holding the eight-edged purple gold subduing magic pestle in his hand: "I don't know how many sticks you can take!"

Although Hu'er was solved by him with three sticks just now, there was a lot of accidental element in it, but the weapon weighing two to three hundred catties in his hand brought Yang Miaojun's self-confidence and improved combat effectiveness, which was definitely the hollowness of those self-made before. It looks unmatched by weapons.

At this time, Wang Junke, who had already fought five or six knives in a staggered manner, was obviously at a disadvantage.

After all, although Wang Junke's sword technique is the best in the green forest, he is weaker than Shan Xiongxin after all.

However, if Wei Wentong wants to defeat Shan Xiongxin, it is a question of how many knives. When facing Wang Junke, who is weaker than Shan Xiongxin, he still uses a big sword. Naturally, Wei Wentong can beat Wang Junke more easily. .

This point is the same as when Wang Junke pressed down on the iron sword and the governor Lu Ming just now. They all use swords. Although the details of the tricks and the order of the upper and lower linkages are different, they are generally the same. .

Except for a very small number of people who play special routines, otherwise Taoism is nothing more than those, you know it, and I will too. It is simply impossible to rely on different styles of fighting methods to win by surprise or to restrain weapons. It is completely more purely personal Strength determines the outcome of life and death!

"Wei Wentong is going crazy, he's going to give me a blow!"

The two fought another three or five swords, and Wang Jun was no longer at a disadvantage, but was obviously tired of coping with the precarious situation. Yang Miaojun stopped waiting, and directly shouted, patting his horse and rushing over there.

"Little baby is looking for death, this Taibao is here to send you to the west!"

Seeing that the child who had been neglected by them unexpectedly joined the battlefield without knowing his life or death, Luo Fang, the head of Yang Lin's twelve eunuchs, rushed forward immediately.

"Brother, be careful, the head brought by that kid is really the iron gun that will protect you in the future!"

At this moment, the head thrown at Yang Lin by Yang Miaojun was also picked up by one of the twelve eunuchs. After removing the messy hair and smudges on his face, it turned out that he was really here to protect his son. While being astonished, he hurriedly handed it to Yang Lin, and at the same time turned his head and shouted a warning to Luo Fang who was rushing towards Yang Miaojun.

On the other hand, Yang Miaojun didn't care at all about the big lady Paul Fang who came to kill him, and rushed to Wang Junke's side with a big stick in his hand, swinging it from bottom to top at an angle. With a bang, it hit Wei Wentong's big knife!
"Uncle, leave this to me, and you go deal with that!"

After saving Wang Junke, Yang Miaojun said simply, just like when he was fighting with Lai Huer just now, he raised the big stick in his hand and smashed it right in the middle of Wei Wentong's head.

"Cut the watermelon?"

There was not an exclamation of surprise from behind.

But when he heard that the Beishan Pass had been settled, and the last two able-bodied fighters who stayed behind in the village also went to Beishan Pass, Cheng Yaojin couldn't sit still anymore, regardless of the few remaining civil servants headed by Wei Zheng. To dissuade him, he took his gossip Xuanhua axe, rode his big-bellied Grasshopper Red and came to Nanshan Pass, only to see Yang Miaojun's straight stick.

"Wrong, it's a slap in the face!"

When Yang Miaojun corrected the name of his move, Wei Wentong slashed the big stick aside.

The scene of this scene is almost exactly the same as before, but Yang Miaojun did not use any stick to produce a filial son as before, but swung the big stick horizontally outwards, and alternated his hands behind his back.

Taking advantage of the inertia of the stick when it was swung down, and the horizontal force exerted by Wei Wentong's big knife splitting, it is still based on the principle of four or two strokes of a thousand catties and borrowing force to increase the force on the stick. After turning his waist and abdomen around, he drew towards Wei Wentong sideways.

"That kind of move must be ear picking!"

Cheng Yaojin yelled from the side, and then looked at Zhai Rang at the side: "Brother, did you see, Yong'er must have been taught by a teacher like me, our kung fu is the same!"

Zhai Rang took a speechless look at the bastard, what's wrong?You still plan to stop being an uncle and become a senior brother instead?Downgrade yourself?
"Wrong, this is called beating a dog's head with a stick!"

Although it is indeed Cheng Yaojin's second tactic of digging out his ears, Yang Miaojun can't admit it even if he is beaten to death. Even if he is now Qin Yong, he can't admit that his tactic is a counterfeit Cheng Yaojin's ax technique.

"Then it must be the kid picking his teeth next!"

Cheng Yaojin's bad temper also came up, no matter what the situation is or the occasion, he started arguing with Yang Miaojun about the name of the move!
"Absolutely not!"

Yang Miaojun, who was just about to take advantage of the trend, widened his eyes and let out a loud roar, then remembered that he had just yelled that he was going to hit the dog's head with a stick, his eyes lit up, and he remembered some tricks: "Look at my dog-beating stick method!"

"Press the dog's back!"

The stick in his hand deliberately swung out a slow step, instead of robbing Wei Wentong's broadsword in mid-air, the latecomer took the lead, and in turn overwhelmed the back of Wei Wentong's saber. When the two of them pedaled together by mistake: "Cut the dog's butt!"

Twisting his waist and turning around, the stick hit Wei Wentong's back sideways!

(End of this chapter)