I'm the best catcher in martial arts

This is a rather elegant small courtyard. There are thirty-one calligraphy hanging in the courtyard, all of which are Tang poems.

An old man with a white beard and white hair flew between the copybooks, dancing with his sword and reciting poems. With every move, he cut out a word from a copybook with his sword.

The fragments were flying and spiraling around. When the old man stopped dancing with his sword, thirty-one words had just been cut out!

"To the south and west of Jiangling City, there is Tianning Temple. There is a Buddha statue in the main hall. I worship it devoutly and send spiritual blessings. May the Tathagata bless me and be reborn in bliss!

What does it mean?

What kind of pious worship? What blessing does the Tathagata grant? What is the ultimate bliss? Doesn’t this make people see the King of Hell?

Hahaha! I devoutly worship Tathagata Buddha and pray through my spirit. This stinky clay and wood Buddha will bless me and cause me to be reborn in bliss.

We worked together to kill the master, and the three brothers fought for it. It turned out that we were fighting for the ultimate happiness in the afterlife!

There are hundreds of heroes in Jiangling City, as well as those turtle sons and bastards, all fighting over each other, all for the sake of being reborn in bliss, hahahahahaha..."

The old man looked up to the sky and laughed, full of desolation.

This person is none other than Yan Daping, the second disciple of the Tang Poetry Sword Sect. Among the three disciples of Mei Niansheng, Yan Daping has the highest talent and is the most likely to inherit the swordsmanship.

Unexpectedly, Daping was greedy and obsessed with seizing Liancheng's treasure. He wasted more than ten years of good time and his martial arts potential was completely wasted.

"Now that the matter has come to this, why not take a trip and see how that clay puppet blesses me!"

Yan Daping put away his sword and went to Tianning Temple.

At the same time, Wan Zhenshan and Qi Changfa both successfully deciphered the code. After learning the truth, they first laughed like Yan Daping, and then went to Tianning Temple to hunt for treasures.

Yan Daping was alone, walking alone.

Qi Changfa had a daughter and an apprentice, but he rushed to Jiangling alone. His daughter and apprentice all stayed in the countryside, walking alone, and no one found their traces.

Wan Zhenshan is a wealthy family in Jiangling. He has a big family and a big business. Countless people pay attention to his every move. His disciples are not of the same mind as him. How can he hide it?

Even if he asked his son to divert some people away, and then asked the housekeeper to divert some people, he was still unable to cover up his traces, and was surrounded by hundreds of people on his way to Tianning Temple.

There were about two to three hundred people at first, but so many people acted together, attracting more people to join.

With the intention of profiting from the chaos, more and more people participated. When Wan Zhenshan arrived at Tianning Temple, thousands of people had gathered around him, like a general leading troops in war.

Wan Zhenshan's face was full of bitterness.

In the past, everyone dreamed of commanding the Jingxiang Wulin, but now that these people have gathered under his command, they are in trouble.

Wan Zhenshan knew very well that when these people arrived outside Tianning Temple, a chaotic fight would immediately break out. He only hoped that there were enough treasures and he could take advantage of the chaos to snatch a few pieces.

How many pieces will you snatch?

How much can be snatched?

How to sell stolen goods?

How to avoid cheating when selling stolen goods?

Even if the treasure is snatched and the stolen goods are successfully sold, how much gold and silver will there be? Can it take ten years or twenty years?

The Wan family is originally a wealthy family in Jiangling, and their family assets are enough to live and drink for three lifetimes. No matter how valuable the treasures they robbed are, can they be compared to the entire Wan family?

Wan Zhenshan has thought about all these things, but after planning for so many years, he has formed an obsession that is deeply ingrained in his bones and engraved in his soul forever!

No matter what, Wan Zhenshan must come!

"Wan Zhenshan, where is the treasure?"

"You ask me, who am I asking? I damn well know that the Tathagata blesses blessings and will be reborn in bliss. This stinking Buddha has made me suffer a lot. Look at me breaking it!"

Wan Zhenshan looked coldly at the giant Buddha in the main hall, and instead of unsheathing his sword, he took out a meteor hammer.

He was a master of martial arts back then, and in addition to swordsmanship, he was also good at the meteor hammer. In recent years, Wan Zhenshan discovered that there was something wrong with the martial arts taught by Mei Niansheng, so he took the initiative to abandon his own swordsmanship and secretly practiced the meteor hammer technique.

"The Tathagata blesses, let's see how you blesses!"

Wan Zhenshan shouted angrily, swung the iron chain, and hit the giant Buddha with the meteor hammer. There was only a boom, and the giant Buddha was blasted into pieces, revealing a dark passage.

The moment the passage was revealed, a golden and white light rose into the sky, obviously containing a large amount of treasures.

Everyone looked at each other, and with the sound of swords being unsheathed, a bloody storm broke out outside Tianning Temple.

"It's all mine, no one dares to steal it from me!"

"Anyone who steals my treasure must die!"

"I will send you to your blissful death!"

Thousands of people were fighting together, and Wan Zhenshan couldn't use his meteor hammer, so he could only draw his sword to face the enemy. But his own swordsmanship was already in ruins, how could he stop so many people?

Within a short time, Wan Zhenshan was injured.

Just when he was about to be killed, two swords blocked his way and saved his life.

Yan Daping.

Qi has long hair.

It's not that the two of them care about their brotherhood. If given the chance, they would never mind killing Wan Zhenshan, but in this case, they have no choice.

If the three of them join forces, they can seize more treasures. If they fight independently, they will be defeated by the enemy one by one, and they may even die in the hands of low-level gangsters.

Not only Yan Daping and Qi Changfa, but also the disciples of Wan Zhenshan gathered around the master. More than ten people formed a fairly large force.

It's just that no matter how bravely you charge, you can't rush to the secret passage. The golden and yellow light makes people more anxious and anxious, and the more they kill, the more crazy they become.

…

"Master Ling, you killed more than a dozen of your colleagues for your own selfish gain. Do you think you can get away with it?"

Shen Lian looked at Ling Tuisi coldly.

Ling Tuisi said disdainfully: "Shen Lian, how can you understand my pursuit?"

Shen Lian sneered: "For Liancheng's treasure, you killed innocent people indiscriminately, even your own daughter. I really can't understand this kind of cruel pursuit!"

"you……"

"Isn't what I said right? People like you are cruel and evil. If humans don't get rid of them, God will get rid of them. Are you going to catch them without mercy, or are you going to resist?"

"I choose to kill you!"

"By you?"

"On me!"

A thin old man walked out slowly. There was nothing special about his appearance and attire, except that he wore a bronze mask on his face and held a long spear in his hand.

The mask is engraved with an exquisite flying dragon, which seems to be about to fly through the air. It is obviously the work of a master craftsman.

Qinglonghui!

Twelve blue dragons!

Shen Lian asked: "Who are you?"

The old man said coldly: "You are not qualified to know who I am, you only need to know that you will die in my hands, nothing else matters!"

"In this case, I can only send you to prison together and ask the Jin Yiwei to torture you!"

"Crack, click, click!"

The four-foot iron box behind Shen Lian opened, and three pieces of the gun shaft shot out. Shen Lian grabbed the head of the gun with one hand and the tail with the other, and twisted it gently to form a long gun.

When the old man saw Shen Lian taking out the spear, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he shouted angrily: "Shen Lian, you dare to use a gun in front of me, you dare to look down on me!"

Unfortunately, Shen Lian had no intention of doing so.

Shen Lian himself is a master of marksmanship, so he must use weapons to deal with powerful enemies. Could it be that this person is a solitary figure in marksmanship and cannot tolerate others using guns?

Who in the entire world has such domineering power?

Even Xiang Yu, the most powerful general in history, the overlord of Western Chu, would not have such a big reaction when he saw an opponent using a gun. This old guy must be mentally ill!

The old man ordered sternly: "Ling Tuisi, you lead people to fight for Liancheng's treasures. Those who stand in the way will be killed without mercy. Leave Shen Lian to me, and we can solve it in a cup of tea!"

Ling Tuisi turned around and left. He had been looking forward to the treasure for more than ten years, and now he could finally fulfill his long-cherished wish. Even if it was a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire, he had to go through it this time.

"Shen Lian, I heard that you have thirteen marksmanship skills. I allow you to use them from beginning to end. I will kill you when you reach fourteen moves, so that you will have no regrets!"

The old man looked at Shen Lian arrogantly, as if he could kill Shen Lian with just one move.

Anyone who faces such a powerful enemy will always have some fear in his heart. Shen Lian has no fear, because the martial arts practiced by Shen Lian do not allow any fear.

The breeze ruffled the hair on Shen Lian's forehead, and the willows on the river bank danced gently. Shen Lian's serious face suddenly showed a bit of smile, and a bit of unrestrained intoxication.

Where did you wake up tonight?

Willow Bank!

The dawn wind and the waning moon!

The spear cuts through an extremely graceful arc, like the endless spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and like the lingering and pathos of an infatuated man and a woman, thousands of miles of mist, and the sky is vast with mist at dusk.

The old man snorted coldly: "It's so fancy!"

With a slight exertion of his right arm, the spear shot out like a tiger pouncing on its prey. Then, with a twist of the wrist, the ferocious spear like a liger instantly transformed into an elegant civet.

Hard and soft, round and round.

Shen Lian narrowed his eyes slightly. The spear technique used by the old man seemed to be what his master once told him.

——Bei Ba Gun!