I'm the best catcher in martial arts

"What clues did you find?"

"This is the information sent by Jin Yiwei's falcon to the Beggar Clan. There is great unrest within the Beggar Clan."

Chu Liuxiang did not worry about how Shen Lian got the information about Jin Yiwei, and asked directly: "There is never peace in the Beggar Clan. What big thing happened?"

Shen Lian shrugged: "Let's pass it on!"

"inherited."

"It's the position of gang leader."

"Tell me more about it."

"Ren Ci's health is not good, and the position of gang leader will be passed on sooner or later. There are two candidates, one is Nangong Ling who inherits the dog-beating stick technique, and the other is Qiao Feng who inherits the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. Both of them have many supporters. wholesale.

Qiao Feng has great martial arts skills, peerless courage, chivalrous and decisive actions, and has made countless great achievements. He has an excellent reputation among the elders of the Chivalrous Way and has a very good reputation in the world.

Deputy gang leader Ma Dayuan, leader of the alms bowl Hong Riqing, elder Mo Laosan, law enforcement elder Bai Shijing, and Daren helmsman Leng Baitao are all Qiao Feng's supporters.

Nangong Ling is well-rounded, has a wide circle of friends, acts with gentleness, and is good at forming cliques. He has an excellent reputation among the older generation and is deeply loved by them.

Bi Daofan, who is the leader of the baton, Jie Feng, who is in charge of Dali, Quan Guanqing, who is in charge of Dazhi, Chen Guyan, who is in charge of Daxin, and Xu Chongxiao, the supreme elder, are all his fans. "

Shen Lian analyzed lightly: "If we analyze it from the perspective of these high-level officials, Nangong Ling is at a disadvantage.

In fact, the two are almost the same!

Qiao Feng's advantage lies in his martial arts. His martial arts are far superior to Nangong Ling's. In a life-and-death fight, Nangong Ling can withstand five moves, so he has learned all his skills in vain.

Nangong Ling's advantage lies in his reputation. The Beggar Clan's inherited treasure is the dog-beating stick. The dog-beating stick method is a unique skill passed down from the gang leader. Only the gang leader can practice the stick method.

In addition, after Ren Ci became seriously ill, Qiao Feng was sent out to subjugate demons, punish rapes and eradicate evil, but Nangong Ling was by his side, showing a 'filial piety' attitude.

Nangong Ling's disadvantage is also his reputation. Since there are too few elders who support him, in order to increase his power, he has to recruit some evil heretics who have done many evil things.

According to the intelligence, the white jade demon beggar Nangong Ling recently recruited was beaten into a pulp by Qiao Feng. "

Chu Liuxiang asked curiously: "White Jade Demon Beggar? How could Nangong Ling recruit such a person?"

Shen Lian curled his lips: "So, Nangong Ling's advantages and disadvantages are all based on his reputation. He only has an illusory name and no solid foundation."

White Jade Demonic Beggar!

Bai is his last name;

Jade refers to his skin as white and pure as jade;

What the devil said was that he did many evil things;

The beggar was naturally referring to the fact that he was from a beggar gang!

It was obviously a bad name, but he was not ashamed but proud of it. He changed the word "beggar" and took "White Jade Demon" as his real name, and acted more and more arrogantly.

More than ten years ago, the White Jade Demonic Beast became so sexual that he raped and killed seventeen young virgins in Huqiu, Suzhou.

Ci, the director of the Beggar Clan, was furious and wanted to have the White Jade Demon executed according to gang rules, but the White Jade Demon was cunning and cautious, so he hid early.

Nangong Ling's forces were too weak, so in order to increase his own power, he put the White Jade Demon Beggar back into the gate.

This move attracted opposition from many elders.

Qiao Feng slapped the White Jade Demon to death. Not only did no elders express any objection, but they also praised Qiao Feng.

Although the disciples of the Beggar Clan are both good and bad, the elders consider themselves to be chivalrous, and even Quan Guanqing feels insulted by being associated with people like the White Jade Demon Beggar.

Chu Liuxiang asked curiously: "Didn't Nangong Ling resist? Did he just endure it?"

Shen Lian took out the last piece of information: "Just twenty-four hours ago, deputy gang leader Ma Dayuan was found dead at home, killed by a chokehold."

"Chokehold grappler?"

"Ma Dayuan's famous stunt!"

"If you use his method, you will also use it on his body?"

"Gusu Murong has been completely destroyed. The most suspected person is obviously Nangong Ling. Let's go to Qufu not only to find Gang Leader Ren, but also to find Nangong Ling."

“What if it was Nangong Ling who did it?”

"The grievances between Jianghu and Jianghu will be resolved. I will let him and Qiao Feng have a fair duel. If Nangong Ling can win the final victory, this matter will be over."

Chu Liuxiang: (￣ω￣;)

"Aren't the six gates responsible for arresting people?"

"Liu Men handles Jianghu affairs and has always done harm to the people, and those who have suffered have reported the crime.

We will not care about the internal affairs of Jianghu gangs, even if they fight each other until they are almost wiped out.

This incident did not harm innocent people, and Ma Dayuan's widow did not come to report the case. As the saying goes, if the people don't take action, the officials won't investigate, why should I waste my efforts? "

"You guys are really flexible in how you deal with things."

“If we take care of everything, even if we have a hand in the internal affairs of other people’s gangs, I’m afraid we will be secretly attacked when we go out, and our food and drink will be poisoned.

The reputation of Six Doors in the world is probably ten times worse than that of Jinyi Weidong Factory!

Even if you don't care about reputation, the number of people is far from enough. The six doors are short of experts.

Very lacking!

The gap is so big that it makes people feel desperate!

Take what happened with the Tianxing Gang and the Cinnabar Gang as examples.

Yang Zheng was able to make them sit down and talk, not because of his identity as a police officer, but because of the parting hook.

How many Yang Zheng do you think there are in six doors?

How many Cinnabar-level gangs are there in the world?

The second-rate sects are so difficult to control. Who should be sent to handle the first-rate sects? What about the top sects?

What cases do you think I can handle?

How many cases like this do you think there are in the world?

Where do you think my martial arts stands among the six gates? How many Shen Lian are there in the six doors?

Some things have to make trade-offs.

Those who belong to the Jianghu will return to the Jianghu.

Those who belong to the imperial court belong to the imperial court.

As long as the fighting in the rivers and lakes does not endanger the safety of the local people, even if the killings are bloody, even if the entire sect is destroyed, the Six Gates will never care.

Unless someone comes to complain! "

While he was talking, the prefect of Jinan sent a fast horse.

"Is your hangover feeling better? It's more convenient to ride a horse on a long journey. Let's hit the road!"

"On the road? Can you say something nice?"

"I'll let you take the first step!"

…

A few miles southeast of Qufu, there is a mountain named Nishan. Although the mountain is not very high, the scenery is secluded and the scenery is full of natural interest.

It was early in the morning, and the mountains were covered with thick shade, reflecting the white rocks and clear springs into a green color. The wind was blowing the leaves, and the birds were chirping, making people feel relaxed and happy.

A narrow road winds up the mountain, with cliffs stretching thousands of feet on one side and dangerous cliffs hundreds of feet high on the other. Although the scenery is quiet and peaceful, the situation is also extremely dangerous.

Suddenly I heard the sound of running water coming from afar, and there was another cliff in front of me. The water was rushing downstream of the cliff, and flying beads were splashing jade. The two sides were more than ten feet wide, and only a stone beam connected them.

The stone beam is less than two feet wide. If you tilt your body slightly, you may fall hundreds of feet off the cliff. Even your iron body will be broken into pieces.

If you are afraid of heights and see this scene, you will probably be so scared that your legs will weaken on the spot. Playing games such as the big pendulum roller coaster in a place like this is really exciting.

In such a dangerous place, there is a Japanese warrior sitting on it, cross-legged, with a samurai sword placed on his knee, and his aura is extremely cold and stern.

There is a small wooden sign next to the warrior, with eight large characters written on it in standard block letters:

——The sword that kills, no one who blocks it will be spared!

The empty mountain is silent, and in the melancholy morning mist, there is such a person sitting on the cliff, which makes this ethereal valley suddenly full of strange and mysterious feelings.

Chu Liuxiang asked in a low voice: "Old Shen, did the information Jin Yiwei gave you say who he was?"

Shen Lian shook his head: "No need."

"Why isn't it necessary?"

"Is it necessary to introduce the dead man in detail?"

Shen Lianfei fell into a stone beam.

"I'll give you two choices. One is to jump down from here, or the other is to throw you down!"

"Ba Ge Ya Road!"

The Japanese warrior was furious.

What a person he was, what a reputation he had, how could anyone ever say a harsh word to him? Shen Lian's arrogant words were the greatest humiliation in his life.

"Qiang!"

The katana flashed with a sharp edge.

Japanese samurai swords are indistinguishable. The weapons used by the so-called sword masters are all swords. On the battlefield, they will use spears as weapons. No one uses swords.

The so-called "sure-killing sword" is actually a "sure-killing sword", and it is also the secret sword of Japan——

Slash with the wind!

This is the biggest advantage of Japanese martial arts.

There are not so many bells and whistles. Most samurai only practice three moves and two moves throughout their lives. However, they can practice these three moves and two moves to the best of their ability and kill people with their attacks.

The secret skills of Japan's secret sword slashing in the wind and the killing god's slashing are not only because of the murderous intent of this sword, but also because they can only use one sword.

Either kill the enemy!

Or kill yourself!

Shen Lian said calmly: "Your posture when holding the sword is very standard, and your Qi is very powerful, but you are not a Japanese who has practiced swords since childhood. Your sword only has a superficial shell and no true meaning of the sword technique."

The Japanese samurai is of course Wuhua.

That night in Jinan, he noticed his arrangement, but Shen Lian didn't notice it at all.

Whether he saw through the plot or didn't care at all, the result was the same, so he got Chu Liuxiang drunk with wine and rushed to Nishan as quickly as possible.

On the one hand, it is to block Shen Lianchu Liuxiang.

On the one hand, Qiu Lingsu's life was used as a threat to force Ren Ci to write a will. Ren Ci is currently dragging his body to write the will, and he can die after writing it.

Shen Lian and Chu Liuxiang arrived very quickly, but Wuhua didn't particularly care because this was Dao Shiliang.

A stone beam less than two feet wide.

A place like this was the most suitable place to use the power of slashing against the wind. He was confident that he could chop off the heads of Shen Lian and Chu Liuxiang with this unique killing move.

When he drew the sword, he was very confident.

When he was gathering momentum, he had no confidence at all.

Shen Lian's words were like a heavy hammer, smashing all the Qi he had worked so hard to gather into pieces.

Wuhua is from Japan, but he did not grow up in Japan, nor did he practice swordsmanship since childhood. He cannot achieve the unique bravery and determination of Japanese warriors.

No matter how powerful the sword slash against the wind is, in Wuhua's hands it is just a strange move and cannot be developed into the essence of swordsmanship.

A knife that only has its shape but not its magic is just like a country chicken and a dog, and cannot hurt a real master.

Shen Lian is obviously a "real master".

——This knife cannot hurt Shen Lian!

When this idea appeared in his mind, no matter how Wuhua gathered momentum, condensed his energy, or how sharp the knife was, his moves lost their edge.

What a powerful person.

Wuhua and Chu Liuxiang sighed secretly.

Wu Hua did not expect that Shen Lian's words would shatter his confidence and make him unable to use the sword.

Chu Liuxiang did not expect that Shen Lian was not only good at iron mountain bombing, but also good at arranging various tactics, especially the use of language, which was even more impressive.

"Are you ready to die?"

Shen Lian stood in front of Wuhua.

The distance between the two is less than ten feet.

This distance can be reached easily regardless of the force of the fingers in the air or the skill of splitting the air palm.

Shen Lian did not make any offensive gesture, but Yue Zhi Yuanting stood there, as if he was integrated with the green mountains behind him, giving people an indescribable and majestic pressure.

"You can only use one move!"

"One move can determine life or death!"

"Either you die or I die!"

"I'm not afraid of death, what about you?"

Shen Lian said four sentences in succession. Wuhua's Qi changed from indifferent to angry, from angry to mad. His neck turned blood red, but his complexion did not change.

He wears a disguise mask.

Everyone knew that he was wearing a mask, but Shen Lian did not reveal it, and Chu Liuxiang was even less likely to reveal it.

"idiot!"

Wuhua roared like a beast, and slashed down with his samurai sword, slashing towards Shen Lian's neck, intending to cut Shen Lian into pieces including his body and shoulders, and then throw him down the cliff.

The light of the sword is like a stream of autumn water, green and cold, piercing into the muscles and bones, the clouds are gathering, the leaves are rustling, the river is roaring and rushing, and the world is filled with a chilling atmosphere.

As a genius disciple of Southern Shaolin, Wuhua has quite good internal skills. With the Japanese Jue Dao, even a huge stone weighing ten thousand kilograms is nothing more than tofu in his eyes.

Of course Shen Lian couldn't cut tofu with a knife.

Shen Lian waved his hand and punched hard, and the pure Yang Qi condensed on his fist, forming a golden glove.

The experience of the fierce battle with Huo Xiu and Gongsun Wulong has been completely digested by Shen Lian. Coupled with the body-refining effect of the Blood Poria Pill, the Vajra Indestructible Magic has made great progress.

Although the whole body cannot be transformed, it can already transform certain parts, such as fists!

"clang!"

Katanas and fists collided with each other.

Wuhua was knocked back several steps by a punch, his arms were numb, his mouth was cracked, and his eyes were full of shock, anger and fear.

Shen Lian didn't care about Wuhua's thoughts. He bent his fist upwards and swung his elbow downwards. The Overlord's iron elbow struck Wuhua's chest. There was only a clicking sound. The body-protecting energy shattered and Wuhua's chest collapsed softly. .

"boom!"

Wuhua was knocked down on the stone beam.

Before Wuhua could escape with his ninjutsu, Shen Lian kicked him in the crotch and kicked him upwards. The moment his body fell, his elbow shot out again.

Damn Chunyang Tieshan!

This time, Wuhua was unable to fight back.

Only hearing a loud explosion, the genius disciple of Southern Shaolin "Miao Monk" Wu Hua finally saw the flower.

The goddess scatters flowers!

Blood bloomed on the stone beams.

White bones were scattered in the mountain stream a hundred feet below.

"boom!"

The bald head with a dead look fell on the sign that read "The sword must kill, no one will be spared". Shen Lian flew up and kicked off the cliff of 100 feet.

Then he rolled up his cloak, sprayed pure Yang Qi, and evaporated all the blood in the air. Nishan became distant and profound again, exactly the same as before.

After the fight, clear the area and call it a day!

Shen Lian made a "please" gesture.

"Chu Xiangshuai, please follow me up the mountain!"