Rebirth of the strongest catcher

Chapter 49

Jia Mulin's face changed when he saw the mandarin duck's ax pressing firmly on his scepter, and only then did he realize how strong Wen Ren Ge's inner strength was.

If the internal strength of the two of them were equal, then it would be impossible for a well-known weapon to hold down his scepter.

Unless, Wen Ren Ge's internal strength is higher than his.

After realizing this, Jia Mulin didn't dare to be careless, and immediately made a secret effort to knock away Wen Renge's weapon.

Wen Renge was shaken by Jia Mulin's strength until his arms went numb, he almost couldn't hold the weapon, so he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, and praised: "So much strength!"

Jia Mulin snorted coldly, but he didn't dare to be complacent. If he always relied on strength to gain the upper hand, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to last long.

It seems that only a quick battle can have a chance of winning.

Thinking of this, Jia Mulin waved his scepter again, and threw himself at Wen Renge.

The stick technique he practices is called the Selfless Stick Technique. Anyone who uses the stick will devote himself to the battle, and the more he fights, the more courageous he will become, and he will enter the state of selflessness.

At this time, people and sticks can be united into one, invincible.

"Wen Ren Ge, die!"

Jia Mulin shouted loudly, and he jumped in front of Wen Renge.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Wen Renge quickly took two steps back, and did not follow Jiamulin's tricks.

Only a few "bang bang" sounds were heard, and Jiamulin's scepter smashed big holes where he had just stood.

Jiamulin also expected that Wen Renge would hide, so he did not use all his strength in the previous moves. The next move was the key to victory or defeat.

The eighth form of the selfless stick method: the method is unified!

Jia Mulin raised his scepter and drew a circle within the area where Wen Renge was. When Wen Renge realized that something was wrong with his actions, it was too late.

There was a loud noise in the circle, and gunpowder smoke even rushed into the blue sky. When Wen Renge walked out of the gunpowder smoke, his body had been bruised and bruised by Jiamulin's internal force. The pieces of his clothes fell to the ground, and there were drops of blood. The drops are falling on the ground, like a countdown to life.

Jia Mulin saw that Wen Renge survived his move, he was shocked, but couldn't help admiring, "As expected of the Immortal Ghost Sage, even this can't kill you."

Wen Renge sneered, and the Mandarin Duck Ax in his hand began to spin wildly, "Next, it's my turn."

As soon as his voice fell, his whole body rose into the air and rushed towards Jiamulin quickly.

Jia Mulin had been prepared for a long time, and at the moment he attacked, he decisively raised his scepter and caught his attack.

Different from Wen Renge's advantage, his biggest advantage is weapons and strength, so as long as it is a move from Wen Renge, he can take it hard.

Wen Renge obviously knew this too, so at the moment Jiamulin caught his move, he kicked his feet back, and issued two hidden weapons from the soles of his shoes, heading straight for Jiamulin's eyes!

Jia Mulin didn't expect Wen Renge to play tricks. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and immediately withdrew the scepter to block the two hidden weapons.

But even so, the moment the hidden weapon touched his scepter, it exploded with a bang, and a cloud of poisonous powder hit his face, making him unable to hide even if he wanted to. several steps.

Seeing Jiamulin being plotted against, the other lamas in the monastery immediately jumped out waving their scepters and surrounded Wen Renge.

"You dog thief, you actually conspired against such an indecent plot, please die!"

Hearing these lamas' accusations, Wen Renge sneered, "It's not a big secret that I can use poison and hidden weapons. You should know this when you decide to help my brother. People say I'm despicable now. I see you It’s despicable and shameless, who doesn’t even have the courage to admit defeat!”

When these words came out, those lamas were obviously enraged by him, and they rushed towards him waving their scepters, as if they wanted to fight him desperately.

Seeing this situation, Wen Renge soared into the air, aimed at the two lamas who were rushing forward, and threw out the mandarin duck ax in his hands.

One move, one move, one ax kills one person!
The two lamas were hit on the neck by his mandarin duck ax and died on the spot!

Immediately afterwards, he used his internal force to suck the Yuanyang Yue back into his hand, and began to aim at the next opponent.

At the same time, after Jia Mulin was attacked by the poisonous powder, he hid behind his companion for a while and used his internal force to force out all the poison on his body, then raised his scepter again and rushed towards Wenrenge.

"Arrangement!"

Jia Mulin yelled loudly, and the horns in the temple immediately changed their formation. Everyone raised their scepters and danced vigorously in their hands, and then Jia Mulin fell from the sky, hitting Wen Ren Ge with a stick!
Wen Renge raised the mandarin duck to block it, and the other lamas took the opportunity to inject their inner strength into the scepter, and they all attacked him.

Wen Renge suddenly exerted force, knocked away Jia Mulin's scepter, and then flew to avoid the attack.

But even so, he was still hit by someone, and there were a few more wounds on his body.

The increase in wounds did not weaken Wen Renge's enthusiasm for fighting, but instead made him more excited, "It's been a long time since I met such a good opponent. It seems that killing all of you can make my cultivation go further."

Hearing this, many people present felt their scalps go numb.

Jia Mulin snorted coldly, and said indifferently: "If you really have this ability, what's the point if I give you the head?"

He jumped up while talking, and charged at Wen Renge again, "I'm afraid, you don't have the ability!"

Seeing him rushing over, Wen Renge sneered, and twirled the Mandarin Duck in his hand again, "You said it was a woman's weapon, then let me show you how powerful it is."

Wen Renge's voice fell, and the Yuanyang Yue in his hand flew out, directly attacking Jiamulin.

Seeing the speed at which the mandarin duck's ax turned, Jia Mulin snorted coldly, and was about to raise the scepter to blow it away, but the next moment, his expression suddenly changed, and he looked at everything in front of him in disbelief.

The pair of mandarin ducks were getting faster and faster, and finally it was as fast as if there were countless pairs of mandarin ducks in front of his eyes, attacking him from all directions!

He couldn't tell which pair was real and which pair was fake. Even when he turned around and wanted to run, he couldn't find the right direction.

Seeing these mandarin ducks getting closer and closer, Jia Mulin had to grit his teeth and spin the scepter wildly, trying to block the weapons flying from all directions.

But no matter how majestic the scepter danced in his hands, the sound of the mandarin duck's ax being shaken did not appear as expected. Instead, he heard a "hiss" in his ear, which was the sound of flesh and blood being torn apart. .

Jia Mulin was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously lowered his head to check the wound on his body. When he saw a flower of blood gushing from his neck, his eyes widened in disbelief.

"you you……"

Jia Mulin raised his hand to cover his throat, and couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

It was also at this time that Wen Renge narrowed his eyes, flew out the mandarin duck that had returned to his hand again, and said indifferently: "Go to hell!"

(End of this chapter)