I'm the best catcher in martial arts

"I really don't want to fight you."

Wu Ha Ke looked at Shen Lian disappointedly: "According to the information I have read, you have several friends who are skilled swordsmen, such as Yan Nantian and Xie Xiaofeng.

According to another information I read, you prefer to gather friends to siege instead of fighting alone.

In this case, why don't you invite Yan Nantian? Why not invite Xie Xiaofeng? Why not invite Shen Lang?

Even if you invite Huashan Linghu Chong, I will feel very happy and even honored.

I really don't want to fight you.

A reckless man like you who only knows how to punch, only knows how to activate divine power, how can you understand the beauty of swordsmanship?

Fighting against you is like feeding all the carefully cultivated, colorful peonies to cattle, sheep and livestock. Is there anything more disgraceful than this in the world? "

Uhak's voice was a little high-pitched, but it was slow, gentle, and thoughtful. Even when he was cursing, he looked very dignified.

From the inside out, everything shows noble accomplishment.

Every move he makes appears elegant and noble.

Although he was scolded as a barbarian and a bull, Shen Lian did not feel angry. It was not that Shen Lian was a generous person, but that Shen Lian had an advantage, a big advantage.

——Never care about the dead!

Everyone is dead, so why bother?

It is too small-minded to care about the dead!

Shen Lian feels that he is still very broad-minded!

"I'm very sorry for disturbing Master Wu's interest, but to practice martial arts, you need to choose a method that suits you. I really don't like swordsmanship."

"Those who know well are not as good as those who are good at it, and those who are good at it are not as good as those who enjoy it. You are not interested in swordsmanship. Forcibly practicing swordsmanship will only achieve twice the result with half the effort. Unfortunately, Yan Nantian, Xie Xiaofeng and others did not come, making me wait for so long!"

"Are you sure you can defeat them?"

"No!"

When it comes to "sword", Uhaq is like the most devout believer, without any sinister plot.

Uha Ke said sincerely: "If I were to face the Golden Snake Man, I would only want to snatch his Golden Snake Sword. He would not be able to exert the power of the sword at all and the sword would be covered in dust.

If I face Yan Nantian and Xie Xiaofeng, my life will only belong to the sword. I want to have the fairest duel with them, regardless of life or death, and I will die without regrets. "

Shen Lian twitched his lips: "Although we are enemies, after listening to your words, I actually developed respect for you, and even felt that I shouldn't come."

Wuhak waved his hand magnanimously: "Although I don't like muscular barbarians, you are a barbarian with superb martial arts and can be regarded as a great hero in the world."

"Are you done talking?"

"I think it's time to finish."

"Are you ready?"

"My sword is already in my hand."

"Please take action."

"Please accept the call."

"boom!"

Before he finished speaking, his fist and sword collided loudly at the window, and half of the wall collapsed from the force.

Uhak held a sword in his hand, and with a slight wave towards the sword stand, six swords flew into the air, looking like the "sword-controlling skill" in myths and legends.

Of course Uhak doesn't know how to wield a sword, let alone fly thousands of miles in an instant, but his swordsmanship is indeed unique, and the sword forms a formation on its own.

Six swords pierced Shen Lian's different acupuncture points. Wuhak held the last sword, like a general directing the battle. The swords were swung, the golden drums were beating, and the sword energy was raining down, covering all the acupoints of Shen Lian's body.

Shen Lian rolled up his cloak, and the pure Yang Qi spread between his palms. His palms came together and then separated, as if tearing apart silk, and then he raised his palms to form a knife and slashed fiercely.

"boom!"

The pure Yang Qi formed a torrent of warm sun, destroying all of Wu Ha Ke's sword Qi. Before Wu Ha Ke could change his moves, he refining the tiger claw on his left hand and the dragon claw on his right hand, seducing the soul.

Catching the wind, catching shadows, playing the harp, playing the harp, criticizing the loud, suppressing the weak, embracing the disabled, guarding the weak, eight movements in a row!

Claw shadows fly, dragon and tiger meet.

The white tiger's ribs sprout two wings, flashing from the breeze.

Qinglong stretched out his sharp claws and wandered in the sea of ​​clouds.

In an instant, Shen Lian had already launched hundreds of claws. Although Wuhak's swordsmanship was exquisite, he still seemed helpless in the face of Shen Lian's continuous fast attacks.

Uhak is good at long-range attacks and killing people with flying swords. Close combat is his biggest weakness.

Seeing that Shen Lian's sharp claws were getting faster and faster, threatening to tear him into pieces, Wuhak suddenly used a lazy donkey roll move, avoiding it with the most embarrassing posture.

Shen Lian's tiger flicked its tail and kicked him in the chest and abdomen. Unexpectedly, the position where Wuhak fell happened to be the position where the flying sword was thrown out before. With a slight wave of the sword in his hand, six swords were summoned to form a sword roulette.

"call!"

The sword wheel rotated rapidly and slashed towards Shen Lian's lower body.

If Shen Lian didn't withdraw his moves and return to defense, even if he had pure Yang Qi to protect his body, he would have no choice but to practice the Sunflower Book.

"boom!"

Shen Lian spun his feet and kept kicking against the side of the sword wheel. His shoulders were shaken by the bullets. The iron box opened, and the Guwen gun bullets entered his hand, and he swung the gun to stab Uhaq in the head.

"You finally used your weapon!"

"You asked for it!"

Shen Lian originally didn't want to use a gun, but Wu Haq's attack was too insidious. To deal with such vicious tactics, it was safer to use a gun, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

Shen Lian couldn't bear to leave the beauty around him!

Wuhak snorted coldly: "You should understand the principle that one inch is long and one inch is strong, and one inch is short and one inch is dangerous.

Previously, you and I were fighting in close combat, which was consistent with the principle that one inch is short and one inch is dangerous, so we were able to suppress me.

Now you use a gun. Although the gun is longer than the sword, my attack distance is far longer than yours. Shen Lian, your arrogance is the beginning of your defeat! "

Shen Lian knew that he was indeed careless!

Things have been going so smoothly lately, and I feel like I can do anything, forgetting that a lion should fight a rabbit with all his strength.

I was lucky this time. I met Uhaq. If I met a really strong opponent, I would probably be overturned by my opponent with such a careless move. What a shame.

Not bad, not bad, still salvageable!

Shen Lian held the gun barrel tightly with both hands, and his eyes flashed with green light, like a white tiger hunting prey.

A strong wind blew past Shen Lian, and Gengjin's murderous aura condensed into substance at the tip of the gun. From a distance, it seemed that a battle form of the White Tiger Star Lord rose up behind Shen Lian.

"war!"

Shen Lian roared angrily and attacked wildly with his spear.

The barrel of the gun flickered slightly, and hundreds of graceful lotus blossoms bloomed. A few days' trip to Suzhou and Hangzhou allowed Shen Lian to gain more understanding of Liu Yong's poems.

This trick of "Smoke and Willow Painting Bridge" was originally the continuous smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, but it can also become the trend of thousands of horses galloping in the Qiantang River. Now I have realized it and changed the trick into

——Sanqiu osmanthus, ten miles of lotus!

The spear awn bloomed like a lotus, and each petal was a deadly cold light. Under each lotus stem, there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, and the murderous intention of floating oars with bleeding.

Millions of heroes, their horses roar and rustle.

The flags were fluttering, and the shouts of killing shook the sky.

Thousands of arrows were fired, and spears and spears were like rain.

There were mountains of corpses and rivers of blood.

The most magnificent scene, the most brutal murderous intent.

The most cruel ambition, the most crazy hero.

This is by no means a scene that Suzhou and Hangzhou should have, but it is the most real murderous intention bred under ten miles of lotus flowers.

Born naturally, completely natural, without any sluggishness.

Even if Zhang Sanfeng and Ling Donglai return from the outer world, even if Lu Dongbin and Tang Xuanzang come to earth, the evaluation of this move will still only be natural.

Wuha Ke admired Li Bai the most in his life. He was a talented man who was fond of poetry and wine. He had a good understanding of poetry. He could even see at a glance that Shen Lian's powerful move came from Liu Yong's Wanghai Chao, but he didn't know why he had such murderous intent.

In the three autumn months, osmanthus seeds bring abundant fruits.

Lotus flowers spread ten miles away, and their fragrance spreads far and wide.

How could this contain murderous intent?

How could the killing intent of this move be so strong?

This is not a spear move, a martial arts contest, or a martial arts battle, but a bloody battlefield in the setting sun!

How could this be?

Would anyone start a war just for the grand scene of "three autumns of osmanthus and ten miles of lotus"?

How could there be such a crazy person in the world?

Uhaq didn't understand, and didn't need to.

The murderous intention of thousands of troops rushing towards him forced him to concentrate completely. With a slight wave of the sword in his hand, six swords scattered out and stabbed into Shen Lian's chest and abdomen.

It is strange for ordinary people to do two things at once. It is very rare to do three things at once, and it is absolutely impossible to do six things at once.

More than a hundred years ago, Zhou Botong and Xiao Longnu only used the method of distraction to perform two different martial arts at the same time, either positive and negative yin and yang combined with strength and softness, or Quanzhen Ancient Tomb Jade Girl's pure heart, with the power of one person, launched Combined attack.

Uhak's Qijue Tornado Sword can control six swords at the same time. With only two hands, it is impossible to hold six swords at the same time. It can only be controlled through the air with true energy.

How did he do that?

This is not the catching method of capturing dragons and controlling cranes, nor is it the secret technique of distraction and six uses. This should be

——Xiao Liuhua Array!

Although the sword is divided into six pieces and can be divided and combined to perform combined strikes, the foundation is actually one.

Wu Ha Ke is a genius who loves swords and becomes crazy. He turns formations into martial arts and integrates martial arts into swordsmanship.

The six swords swirled around, making a swishing sound, rising up to the sky and down to the earth, smoothly and freely. They were closely connected with Uhak's Qi, forming an inseparable whole.

In terms of power, it cannot compare to Yan Nantian and Xie Xiaofeng's superb moves, but the idea is extremely bold. If he is given fifty years and enough sword techniques as a reference, he may be able to find a new path.

It's a pity that he doesn't have this time!

The muscles of Shen Lian's arms bulged high, and Gu Wen drew a beautiful arc. Under Uhak's unbelievable eyes, the spear-mand lotus withered one by one.

The feather cup flies rapidly, swallowing thousands of miles with anger, trying to mend the sky.

It seems that Shen Lian's hand is not a spear, but a historical pen of the Spring and Autumn Period, using the heaven and earth as the canvas to write the most heroic stories and draw the most tragic pictures.

The sound of gunshots is the roaring war drums, the roar of war horses, the shrill sound of crossbow arrows piercing flesh and blood, the brave determination of soldiers to fight to the death, and the most heroic, heroic, helpless, and most tragic and indignant song!

He immediately raised his spear, but before his eyes he saw a forest of swords and spears, flags like clouds, arrows like rain, and murderous intent like fog.

Wolf smoke is everywhere, and the mountains and rivers look north.

The water is rustling, the wind is cold in the west, and the clothes in the house are like snow. The strong men and sad songs have not yet been completed. The singing bird still knows how to hate. It is not expected that it will cry clear tears and cry for blood. Who can share with me, the drunken moon?

Uhaq felt fear.

He had to be afraid.

He saw the determination in Shen Lian's eyes, the murderous intention that could swallow up thousands of miles like a tiger, the ambition to eat the meat of Huns, and the laughter and pride of drinking the blood of Huns.

What kind of eyes are these?

What kind of desperate mood is this?

What has he experienced?

No one would understand what he was going through, right?

Isn't this more lonely than being trapped in a lonely city?

The spear in his hand is called Gu Wen. Could it be that he is asking who can understand me in desperate loneliness?

Wu Ha Ke knew that he must not have random thoughts, but his fighting spirit was overwhelmed by Shen Lian's energy. He could no longer concentrate and couldn't help but have random thoughts.

"clang!"

A sword was smashed to pieces by Gu Wen.

A flaw appeared in Uhak's Qijue Tornado Sword, followed by a chain reaction. Six swords shattered into powder one after another, leaving only the sword in his hand.

It was his last sword.

That was his last insistence.

That was his last bloody act.

Shen Lian, no matter what you have experienced, no matter what you have seen, no matter what determination you have, you must try the killing sword that I have cultivated throughout my life.

Bitter murderous aura gathered on the sword's edge. Under the pressure of life and death, all the energy in Uhak's body, and the sword intent he had cultivated for decades, all converged on the sword's tip.

The distance between the two is ten steps.

Uhaq's murderous intention is also ten steps.

The will to fight is like a flood in a dam. As the dam opens its pouring mouth, it releases an inexhaustible and indestructible torrent that sweeps away everything around it.

The tornado of sword energy crashed down, and the Qixian Sect's backyard was filled with sword energy. The sound of gun-sword clashes was endless. The fierce and ruthless spear light carved countless ravines on the ground. The indestructible sword energy turned the backyard houses into ruins.

There was a flash of cold light, and blood appeared.

Shen Lian stood holding a gun, the tip of the gun was stained with blood.

The sword in Wuhak's hand shattered into powder, and there was a bloody hole in his chest. He tremblingly took out a book of secrets from his arms and threw it to Shen Lian.

The purpose of his coming to the Central Plains was for the sword and to experience the profound swordsmanship. He had long been prepared to die for the sword, and he had no regrets about it.

Shen Lian defeated him fair and square. Shen Lian's marksmanship was indeed better than his swordsmanship. He was not defeated unjustly.

In this case, why be disappointed?

Wu Ha Ke showed a smile, made a complimentary gesture to Shen Lian, and then fell to the ground.

Shen Lian stretched out his hand and slapped the ground hard, creating a big hole, and put Wuhak in, along with the fragments of the Qijue Whirlwind Sword, into the tomb.

After flipping through the secret book in his hand, Shen Lian knew that he didn't need this, and neither did the people around him.

It should be given to a certain master swordsman.

Who is more appropriate to give it to?

Who is better at killing with a sword?

Lao Yan definitely can't do it. Shen Lang has no interest in these, and neither does Zhang Danfeng. It seems that only Xie Xiaofeng has the possibility, let him learn a thing or two!

It's time to find something for Xie Xiaofeng to do.

To prevent him from thinking all day long.

It is not a good thing to have random thoughts. With such a high talent, it is best to master the sword well.

If you want to escape the wind and rain of the mortal world, then work hard to master the sword, break the void, and completely get rid of all the constraints on your body.

I wonder what happened to him in Qixia Town.

Did shopkeeper Tong convince Xie Xiaofeng?

It should be possible.

Shopkeeper Tong is very capable of educating others.

Shen Lian put away the secret book and was about to search the ruins for any other clues when suddenly several fierce qi energy and the heat wave of the scorching sun came from the distance.

Is this... the Chess Immortal Sect's trump card?

There is such a person!