Martial Arts Assassin Master

Chapter 176
"Whoosh!" A cold light flashed, and before Leng Wangyou could even react, a flying knife was already stuck in his throat.

His pupils dilated instantly, and he fell on his back.

The system prompts: "Successfully kill the target, reward 20000 practice points."

Zhao Fanxing's hands were trembling. It was the first time he had killed the target so easily and won the reward, which really made him excited.

"There's an assassin!" The guards immediately looked in the direction of the flying knives, jumped up and flew towards him.

"See the dragon in the field!" Zhao Fanxing did not dodge, but used the "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms", striking hard with his palms continuously, releasing a series of powerful palm winds.

The closest guards were in mid-air, unable to dodge in time, they had to forcibly swing their knives to resist.

"Boom boom boom!" But they were still blown out and fell to the ground abruptly. The long knife was released from their hands, the true energy of the body shield was shattered, and the chest was also hit hard.

Some people died from the direct shattering of their meridians, while others were seriously injured and could no longer catch up.

"Lingbo Weibo!" Zhao Fanxing turned around and left, running in front of the enemy at a speed as fast as lightning.

The guards couldn't catch up with such agility at all, they had no choice but to watch him go away.

Zhao Fanxing also easily got rid of the pursuers and came to a safe place.

He also breathed a sigh of relief, ready to take off his night clothes and return to Suzhou City.

But at this moment, a vicious finger force suddenly struck behind him.

Zhao Fanxing split and jumped sideways to dodge.

"Boom!" The finger force hit a stone pillar beside him, punching a small hole in it.

Zhao Fanxing also turned around and saw the enemy behind him.

This is a monk, wearing a gray robe, with a pale face and purple lips, which looks very strange.

Zhao Fanxing asked: "Who are you?"

The monk sneered: "If you don't tell me, why should I tell you?"

Zhao Fanxing nodded: "You are right, then let's not talk about it, let's fight for life and death."

But at this moment, the system introduced the monk's identity.

He is none other than the life-killing monk from the "Monk Soldier" of the Divine Shadow Palace.

After hearing this, Zhao Fanxing asked: "Are you a life-killing monk?"

The monk raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a sneer, "Yes, I am the villain who escaped from Prison Dragon Villa back then."

Zhao Fanxing opened his eyes wide: "What? You actually..."

The life-killing monk smiled: "After you killed that corrupt official just now, your Qinggong was so fast that I spent a lot of effort to catch up with you."

Zhao Fanxing waved his hand: "Then you make the first move."

The life-killing monk was unmoved, but clapped his hands.

Not long after, thousands of ghost killers ran over from all around and surrounded Zhao Fanxing.

They all held long spiked whips in their hands.

The life-threatening monk asked: "Hero, if you are willing to join us, I don't have to kill you. If you don't want to join, we will tear you apart."

Zhao Fanxing did not answer, but drew his sword out of its sheath, preparing to use the "Nine Swords of Dugu".

Seeing his actions like this, Duoming Monk sneered and said, "He is indeed a tough guy, let's do it!"

The killers of Shenying Palace immediately waved their long whips and wrapped around Zhao Fanxing's limbs and neck at the same time.

If he is entangled by the opponent, he will lose his balance in an instant and fall to the ground.

"Break the whip!" But Zhao Fanxing waved his long sword without any fear, and slashed with his backhand continuously.

"Clang, clang, clang!" The sword light flashed, and the flaw in the long whip was lightly hit by him, all of which bounced back without causing any damage.

The killers of Shenying Palace were also numb, and flew back.

"Sword Swinging Style!" Zhao Fanxing also chased after him. The tip of his sword touched the ground lightly, and he flew up. His body spun in the air and his sword swept across.

The sword light flashed and attacked the killers of the Divine Shadow Palace.

They hurriedly waved their long whips to resist.

But Zhao Fanxing suddenly fell to the ground, stabbing repeatedly with his long sword.

The killer of Shenying Palace was caught off guard, and was stabbed in the wrist one after another. He screamed and retreated continuously, and the long whip also fell out of his hand and fell to the ground.

Zhao Fanxing is also ready to pursue the victory.

"Phantom Yin Finger!" But at this moment, the deadly monk waved his fingers and attacked many vital points on his back and head continuously, with extremely vicious force.

"Broken palm pose!" Zhao Fanxing turned around immediately, swiped the long sword at the opponent's finger.

But who knows that the killing monk did not dodge, but took his long sword hard with his fingers.

"Dang!" The long sword was also bounced back, and a layer of Yin Qi was attached to the sword, making his palms stiff.

"Nine Suns Divine Art!" Zhao Fanxing hastily mobilized his internal energy, dispelling the Yin Qi from his palm.

The life-threatening monk sneered at this moment: "You still want to chop off my finger? Impossible."

Before he finished speaking, he jumped forward, and with his fingers moving quickly and slowly, he struck at three vital points on Zhao Fanxing's chest, throat, and lower abdomen.

Faced with the enemy's skill, Zhao Fanxing also sheathed his sword and used the "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms" to fight with the opponent.

The finger force of the killing monk is vicious and changeable, and the timing and strength of his moves are very good.

Zhao Fanxing's double palms guarded himself tightly, and prevented the opponent from finding a chance.

However, every time the deadly monk's fingers collided with his palms, it would send a cold air to his palms, making his palms stiff and slowing down his movements.

Fortunately, Zhao Fanxing has the help of "Nine Suns Magic Art", which can disperse them immediately and maintain a balance of power.

The killers from the Divine Shadow Palace also took the opportunity to pick up their long whips and swept them continuously, wrapping around his legs and lower back.

Zhao Fanxing was so busy dealing with the powerful enemy in front that he didn't even care about what was behind him. He couldn't dodge in time and was entangled tightly by the opponent.

The life-killing monk also sneered, stretched out his right index finger, and hit the Tanzhong acupoint on his chest hard.

"Transfer the acupoint!" Zhao Fanxing had no time to dodge, so he could only use the "Marrow Washing Sutra" to transfer the Tanzhong acupoint to the bottom.

"Bang!" The life-threatening monk hit his chest with one finger, shattering the protective Qi around him.

Zhao Fanxing's body was full of energy and blood, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he suffered internal injuries.

The monk Duoming exclaimed: "What? You actually moved the acupuncture points away? Have you ever practiced the 'Marrow Washing Sutra'?"

"Shocking Baili!" Zhao Fanxing did not answer, but waved his palms, looking around and releasing a strong palm wind.

"Boom!" After a loud noise, all the killers in the Divine Shadow Palace were blown away. The body-protecting energy dissipated, the bones of both arms were shattered, and the body was seriously injured and could no longer get up.

The deadly monk was also repelled.

"Suddenly!" Zhao Fanxing jumped in front of the opponent suddenly, and pushed out his palms, using nine successes, to slap the deadly monk's chest.

The deadly monk couldn't dodge, he could only resist with a wave of his palm.

"Crack!" But he was slightly weaker in terms of internal strength, and was directly sent flying by Zhao Fanxing and fell to the ground.

The life-threatening monk wanted to get up, but found that the zhenqi of the body protection had disappeared, the hair in his throat was sweet, and he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow".

"Snow-melting sword technique!" Zhao Fanxing also drew his sword out of its sheath and slashed the opponent's throat.

(End of this chapter)