Martial Arts Assassin Master

Chapter 113
Seeing that Monk Xuanneng was also an undercover agent of Shenying Palace, Zhao Fanxing couldn't help but gasped.

Xuan Neng also sneered: "Young Master Zhao, can't you see? I am also from the Divine Shadow Palace."

Zhao Fanxing smiled wryly: "Your action this time is to deal with me, right? It's just a cover for you to blame the Demon Sect."

Xuan Neng praised: "Yes, Young Master Zhao, your martial arts skills are unparalleled. If one of us fights against you, there may not be a chance of winning. But if we fight together, you may not win."

Zhao Fanxing laughed loudly: "Okay, let's go up together, and I will accompany you to the end."

At this moment, the windows of the inn burst open one after another, and a dozen Shaolin disciples screamed and fell from the second floor to the street.

They suffered severe blows to the chest and head, their tendons were broken, and their mouths and noses were bleeding.

Nangong Feiyan also jumped down, clenching her fists and glaring angrily: "Hmph, you dare to sneak attack on me? You really don't want to live anymore."

Seeing that the girl he likes is so powerful, Zhao Fanxing was secretly happy in his heart.

Xuan Neng was a little surprised: "Oh? Nangong Nvxia, it seems you haven't rested."

Nangong Feiyan said: "Hmph, in such a dangerous small town, how can this girl sleep? But you guys have secretly joined the Shenying Palace. How can you be worthy of Abbot Daotian?"

Xuan Neng sneered: "Nangong Xia, we were originally sent by Shenying Palace to study in Shaolin, but we only stayed there for more than ten years."

Zhao Fanxing nodded: "I understand, it seems that Shenying Palace has already started to plan secretly."

Xuan Neng persuaded at this time: "Zhao Shaoxia, if you are smart enough, you should understand the truth that those who know current affairs are heroes. Sooner or later, this world belongs to the God's Shadow Palace. If you cooperate with us, you can still have a way out."

Zhao Fanxing shook his head: "I'm sorry, I will kill you all with my own hands, and I won't hesitate at all."

Hearing this sentence, Xuan Neng let out a long sigh: "Since Zhao Shaoxia is determined to go his own way, we have no choice but to kill people."

Before the words fell, thousands of cold arrows struck again.

"Dragon fights in the wild!" Zhao Fanxing immediately cast "Subduing Dragon's Eighteen Palms", stepped down from his horse, adopted a defensive counterattack tactic, waved his palms, and attacked these sharp arrows with the wind of his palms.

"Bang bang bang!" All the sharp arrows were shot down by him with the wind of his palm, and they were blown to pieces.

"Lotus boxing!" Nangong Feiyan also flew to the side of the man in black who was shooting arrows, and while walking around, attacked the opponent's lower abdomen and top of the head with fist strength.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the man in black had to give up shooting and dodge.

But they were still a step too slow, being hit by Nangong Feiyan, their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen, or they were spitting blood, and the injuries were serious.

"Dharma swordsmanship!" At the same time, Xuankong also made a sudden move, brandishing his long sword, and continuously stabbing at Zhao Fanxing's back.

"Arhat Fuhu Fist!" Xuan Neng attacked from the front, his fists hit his face and the vital points on his chest continuously.

Zhao Fanxing didn't panic, and immediately used "Lingbo Weibu", swaying left and right, like a tumbler, avoiding the attack.

Xuan Kong's long sword slashed across his right side, unable to hit the target.

Xuanneng's punch flew over from his left side, hit a stone lion behind him, and blew it to pieces.

Zhao Fanxing also continued to use the "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms" at this time to launch a counterattack.

For a while, the three of them came and went, fighting together.

Although he was besieged by the two masters of Shaolin Temple, Zhao Fanxing did not fall behind at all.

The offensive and defensive power of the "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms" is fully revealed at this time.

Xuanneng's boxing techniques are mainly fierce and powerful, and the boxing force released continuously blasts big holes in the surrounding ground, which has the power to open mountains and crack rocks.

Xuankong's swordsmanship was fast and fierce, stabbing at Zhao Fanxing's vital points one after another.

The two complement each other to form a powerful whole.

Although Zhao Fanxing was able to defend against the enemy's attack, he had no chance to fight back.

He knew that he had to defeat each of them in order to defeat a powerful enemy.

At this moment, Xuan Kong suddenly jumped up high, swung his long sword in the air, and stabbed continuously towards his chest and face from top to bottom, at an extremely fast speed.

"Longteng Wuyue!" Zhao Fanxing did not dodge, but waved his palms, turned into a golden dragon, soared into the sky, and went straight to the sky.

"Boom!" Xuan Kong was in the air, unable to dodge at all, was directly blasted out, and fell heavily to the ground.

Fortunately, his internal strength is not bad, and the true energy of body protection has not dissipated, but the corner of his mouth is bleeding, and he has suffered internal injuries.

At this moment, Xuan Neng waved his fists with his backhand, hitting Zhao Fanxing's lower back hard from bottom to top.

"Seven Injury Fist!" He did not dodge, but turned around, waved his fists, and fought with the enemy.

At the same time as making moves, he also used "Jing Shi Jue".

"Bang!" At the moment when the fists collided, Xuan Neng felt that his own strength was restrained by an invisible chain and could not be used at all. He screamed in his heart that something was wrong and flew back.

"Lung Injury Art!" Zhao Fanxing's offensive continued unabated, his fists were erratic, and he punched the enemy hundreds of times in a row.

Xuan Neng hurriedly waved his fists to resist.

But his internal strength was limited just now, and the speed of defense also slowed down significantly.

"Boom, boom, boom!" Zhao Fanxing's quick punches hit the enemy's lower abdomen, chest, and face in succession.

Xuanneng was so beaten that he was helpless, his protective qi was shattered, no wounds could be seen on the surface, but his internal organs and head had been severely injured, he was dizzy, vomited blood, and fell powerlessly to the ground.

"Xiao Li's flying knife!" Zhao Fanxing raised his right hand, and a flying knife flew out from his fingertips.

"Whoosh!" The cold light flashed, and Xuan Neng didn't react at all. A blood hole appeared on his head, and blood kept pouring out.

He then closed his eyes and died completely.

But at this moment, Xuan Kong suddenly jumped up high, swung his long sword in the air, and released thousands of sword qi.

Zhao Fanxing turned around immediately, drew his sword out of its sheath, and used the "Heavenly Judgment and Earth Extermination Sword Technique" to meet the enemy.

"Cloud piercing style!" His body floated back and forth, avoiding the enemy's sword energy attack, and the long knife also slashed along the way.

The blade flashed and struck Xuankong's head and chest.

He immediately waved his long sword in the air to resist.

"Clang, clang!" After a series of crisp sounds, he blocked Zhao Fanxing's attack.

"Mountain Pushing Style!" Zhao Fanxing suddenly changed his move at this moment, wielding a long knife, from top to bottom, slashing heavily on the top of Xuankong's head.

Xuankong hastily swung his sword to block.

"Boom!" But Zhao Fanxing's sword was so powerful that he couldn't resist it at all. The long sword came out of his hand and fell on the ground behind him.

Xuan Kong was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he hurriedly turned and ran away.

At this moment, Zhao Fanxing brandished the long knife and released the knife energy to attack.

Xuankong had no choice but to dodge left and right, jumping back and forth.

"Boom!" The saber air crushed countless buildings and bluestone slabs, and its power was extremely powerful.

Xuan Kong was also forced into a very embarrassing situation, and finally retrieved the long sword on the ground.

"Mist-breaking style!" But at this moment, Zhao Fanxing changed his stance again, leaping vertically continuously, appearing behind the enemy like a ghost, and the long knife also swept across, releasing a fan-shaped knife aura.

"Bang!" Xuan Kong had no time to defend himself, and was cut in half and split into two pieces.

(End of this chapter)