I'm the best catcher in martial arts

"Ouch~~"

The golden dragon surged forward. The two people were originally more than ten feet apart, but Xiao Feng moved his palm. When the palm force fell, the distance was only five feet away. His left hand quietly drew an arc, and the golden claws rose into the sky. .

Twelve dragon capturers!

Zhao Wuliang's eyes flashed with a faint light, and he wanted to control Xiao Feng with the incense picking technique. Unexpectedly, Xiao Feng roared, and the giant dragon came straight to his mind, breaking through countless incense in an instant.

Tianlong Dharmakaya!

Tiantai Sect's most powerful body-protecting magical power can not only form body-protecting aura, but also defend against mental shock.

After listening to Liu Wumei's analysis of Zhao Wuliang, Xiao Feng had already thought of tactics to defend against the enemy. In an instant, the two of them had gone from fighting each other in the air to fighting in close combat.

The Tenri Sect came from the White Lotus Sect of the past, which worshiped the Inanimate Mother. The White Lotus Sect did not inherit any of its good qualities, but all its evil arts were passed down.

In particular, some blood sacrifice techniques require the sacrifice of full-moon babies, which is an extremely cruel sect.

Their slogan is:

The Aries comes to the world, the cycle of heavenly principles, the empty hometown, the inanimate old mother, bestows on me supernatural powers, and can save all living beings.

Such evil and crooked techniques may not lead to the right path if practiced to the highest level, but Zhao Wuliang has already fallen deeply into it, and is so deep that there is no cure.

In the past, when faced with ordinary martial arts people, it was natural that they could be easily captured. However, facing Xiao Feng's authentic Buddhist Qi and Zhiyang Zhigang's palm power, the more he hit, the more frustrated he became.

Xiao Feng had dealt with the Tianli Sect before and knew how cruel the Tianli Sect was and showed no mercy.

The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms continued for a moment, and the dragon claws grasped the vital points all over his body. All the wonderful tricks he had learned before the fierce battle with Beitang Mo burst out one after another.

Zhao Wushen has experienced hundreds of battles, and his experience is naturally extremely rich, but he always feels a little sluggish when making moves, and all his palm power is diverted by Xiao Feng.

Many tricks that worked wonders in the past would always reveal flaws unknowingly. Xiao Feng swung his iron palm casually, and all kinds of clever tricks were dismantled.

Zhao Wuliang felt very surprised, but if he was given time to think carefully, he would find that there was a flaw there, and the loser could be said to be convinced.

"Whoosh!"

Zhao Wuliang dodges by changing his form. Xiao Feng strides towards Zhao Wuliang. He is tall and has long legs. One step is equivalent to three steps for an ordinary person. He uses his palm power to wave out. Before Zhao Wuliang can stabilize his body, the Dragon Subduing Palm Power has already hit. .

Xiao Feng not only attacked fiercely, but also defended extremely tightly, not giving Zhao Wuliang the slightest chance to counterattack.

The right hand is like a gust of wind, a turbulent waterfall, and the power of the palm is like mercury flowing to the ground. It is everywhere and reaches everywhere.

The left hand is like a holy hand playing a lute, turning invisible moves, and the Buddha's light is like a distant mountain, huge, strong, and infinitely brilliant.

Zhao Wuliang felt like he had seen a ghost.

He was born in a noble family and inherited mystical knowledge. Although he was used to hurting people with evil arts, he was also proficient in the authentic teachings of Xuanmen. Otherwise, evil spirits would have entered his body and his meridians would have been severed and he would have died.

But the two of them exchange thirty or fifty moves, whether they are good moves or evil moves, they will all be cracked inadvertently.

Xiao Feng didn't use his palm force wildly, and his attacks were not as fast as lightning, but he could always find Zhao Wuliang's flaw at the critical moment, and then used the most powerful, powerful, and majestic powerful moves to target the flaw.

Zhao Wuliang was blocked by Xiao Feng, and the two assassins behind him faced off against Li Yuhan and Tang Zhuquan.

They are two old men.

One is gorgeously dressed in Suzhou embroidered Hu silk.

A man with a green beard on his face, wearing a robe full of patches, and his shoes were in tatters. One of the shoes had his toes exposed.

Rich and poor killers!

The strongest killer combination in Hell Escort Agency.

The rich killer's name is Ding Zhaogui. He carries thirty-two flying knives with him and is good at the seventy-two ways of devil's palm.

The poor killer named Xiahou Yibang had extremely low living conditions. After working as a killer for so many years, he earned millions of taels of silver, but he saved all of it.

The Hell Escort Bureau is the craziest killer organization in the world.

After they receive a mission from their employer, they will send a name note to the target and agree on the time for the assassination, so that people can prepare in advance and gather all the strength of their subordinates.

Only in this way can the family be wiped out easily.

The identity of the chief escort of the Hell Escort Bureau is mysterious, and his martial arts skills are even more mysterious. People in the world only know that he is good with swords and kills people at every turn, and almost no other information is known.

Tang Zhuquan looked at Ding Zhaogui carelessly.

"I heard that you are good at boxing and kicking. Coincidentally, I am also good at boxing and kicking. Let's compare and see whether my fingering skills or your palm skills are stronger."

Ding Zhaogui snorted coldly: "Tang Zhuquan, even if your father saw me, he wouldn't dare to speak like this!"

Tang Zhuquan sneered coldly: "My father won't talk nonsense when he sees you. He will just kill you neatly, which is easier than killing a chicken."

The two were disgusted with each other and fought together.

Ding Zhaogui's Devil Palm Technique is sinister and vicious, while Tang Zhuquan's Five Ultimate Soul Chasing Fingers are profound and mysterious. They are both close-quarters combat skills, and the movements of his palms are unpredictable and dangerous.

On the other side, Xiahou Yibang held a spear and faced Li Yuhan's sword.

Xiahou Yibang is good at knives, axes, and spears. He can use any of them originally, but Shen Lian is here. Even if his opponent is not Shen Lian, he will definitely choose to use a spear.

He is not greedy for money, not lusty, and does not like gambling. He has very low requirements for living conditions and only likes reputation.

Xiahou Yibang wanted fame.

He wanted to gain an even more ferocious reputation.

His dream is to become the best killer in the world and suppress all the famous gold medal killers such as Hong Sun Dharma King, Sima Xue, and Zhongyuan Yidianhong.

Although he knew it was almost impossible, and although his potential had long been exhausted, he never gave up.

He smiled coldly and stabbed Li Yuhan with the tip of his spear!

One gun and eight moves!

Four shots to the left, four shots to the right!

Although not as violent as Shen Lian, it was like a poisonous snake coming out of its hole and biting Li Yuhan's throat.

Li Yuhan had a strong family background and a solid foundation. With a single wave of his sword, he silently destroyed Xiahou Yiguang's eight powerful moves. At the same time, the sword whirled around and stabbed his heart.

Li Yuhan's father, Li Guanyu, was one of the top swordsmen of the older generation, as famous as Dugu Yihe, Gu Daoren, Xue Yiren and other masters.

If Li Guanyu had not been seriously ill in recent years and his body could not sustain long-term fighting, Li Yuhan would have taken his father to find Shi Guanyin's lair and fight to the death.

Li Guanyin is a world-famous knight. He has countless swordsman friends in the world, and he has also mastered a perfect sword formation. If these people swarm up, Shi Guanyin will definitely die even though he has three heads and six arms.

As Li Guanyu became seriously ill, the burden of supporting Cui Villa fell on Li Yuhan. He had gained a lot of experience in the world over the years, and his family swordsmanship had long been perfected.

Xiahou Yibang's marksmanship was certainly excellent, but after seeing Shen Lian's marksmanship, how could Li Yuhan be afraid of him?

Shen Lian versus Shi Guanyin.

Xiao Feng versus Zhao Wuliang.

Tang Zhujun versus Ding Zhaogui.

Li Yuhan versus Xiahou Yibang.

Liu Wumei and Shi Tuo took the opportunity to break into Shi Guanyin's lair and slaughtered Shi Guanyin's subordinates crazily.

Among Shi Guanyin's many disciples, Qu Wurong and Liu Wumei are the most beautiful and have the highest martial arts skills. Qu Wurong is even better than Liu Wumei. However, a few days ago, Shi Guanyin sensed the threat of Qu Wurong and abolished her martial arts skills. .

Qu Wurong was unable to take action. How could those ordinary disciples under Shi Guanyin's sect stop Liu Wumei?

Not to mention Liu Wumei has a powerful helper.

Stone camel.

In the past, Shi Tuo would suppress his hatred, but now that he has arrived at Shi Guanyin's lair, old and new grudges have been settled together. Even if the King of Heaven comes, he cannot stop him from taking revenge.

Tigers roared and dragons roared, and the lair that Shi Guanyin had run for more than 20 years was instantly filled with blood.

Shen Lian held the spear in his hand, and swung it wildly to attack. The gun light fell like raindrops, mixed with the desolation of the yellow sand desert and the loneliness of the bleeding sun, deriving endless killing intent.

One person and one gun are like thousands of troops.

The energy of the sword condensed on the tip of the gun, and the sharp silver tip was dyed blood-red. The white tiger roared and condensed into a god with wings and wings, charging fiercely at Shi Guanyin.

kill!

kill!

kill!

Every shot contained a breathtaking killing intent, and every move made Shi Guanyin feel frightened.

Shi Guanyin is by no means a timid person, but Shen Lian's attack is too fast, too strong, and too fierce, just like the White Tiger God of Death descending to eliminate evildoers in the world.

Wherever the gun light reaches, the white tiger roars.

Murderous intent surged into the sky, ghosts cried and gods howled.

The gun is drawn out and opened widely, with ten swings and ten strikes. The gun is withdrawn as fast as a long dragon, as agile as a civet cat, and as defensively as a black tortoise.

The spears bloomed, the pear blossoms sprouted, and suddenly a spring breeze came overnight. Thousands of pear blossoms bloomed on the trees, and a torrential wind and snow rolled up on the desert, sweeping through the lonely city where the horses were rustling.

In the past, Shi Guanyin charmed the world, seduced many disciples of famous sects, and learned many strange moves. The moves were suddenly like sharp arrows piercing the air, sometimes like cold plums stepping on snow, suddenly exuding rich blood energy, and suddenly turning into ghosts.

Wudang Tai Chi Cotton Palm, Shaolin Duo Luo Ye Zhi, Emei Catkin Sword Technique, Kunlun Split Light Sword Technique, Bashan Huifeng Dancing Willow Sword, Hainan Sword School Tiancan Thirteen Styles...

The wonderful move is like the surge of a river, like the roaring fire, advancing like a thousand arrows shooting out in unison, retreating like a dragon entering the sea.

Shi Guanyin's moves look like a magnificent dancer dancing to the beautiful music when she is in the happiest mood.

No matter who it is, seeing such a beautiful dance, even if they are not distracted, they will be shaken.

Shi Guanyin's slender jade fingers will take out the enemy's internal organs when he is in the happiest mood.

The beauty, wonder and perfection of Shi Guanyin's moves made Shen Lian unable to help but praise him loudly, even if he was an enemy.

The two frenzied waves clashed and swept across like crazy, raising dust all over the sky and gathering dozens of salons. Shen Lian was concentrating on it, while Shi Guanyin was like crazy. He swept away more than ten feet with a casual blow, and the monument was shattered when he blasted it out. stone.

…

Tang Zhuquan's right shoulder was injured.

A throwing knife was inserted into his right shoulder.

Of course, Tang Zhuquan did not suffer any loss. He hit Ding Zhaogui on the knee of his left leg with one finger, destroying his left leg.

It seems like one move is replaced by another, but in a life and death duel, being lame on one leg is definitely a disadvantage.

Tang Zhuquan has a strong body, so his movement speed is inevitably affected, but his moves are not slow at all.

In the previous visit to the Temple of the Sun, Tang Zhuquan benefited the most. Now, with the help of Ding Zhaogui's pressure, he turned all the insights in the temple into sharp instructions.

With a flick of his thick fingers, the raging fire condensed into a slender line of flame, stabbing Ding Zhaogui's heart. His left hand struck down on the head, and the five fingers were like five weapons, grabbing Ding Zhaogui's skull.

Ding Zhaogui hurriedly dodged, but his left leg was crippled by Tang Zhuquan, making it difficult to move. Although he dodged sideways with all his strength, he was still hit on the right shoulder by the finger force.

"laugh!"

Large pieces of flesh rose into the sky, but no blood flowed out. This was because Tang Zhuquan's finger force was too hot and burned the wound directly into charcoal.

Before Ding Zhaogui could fight back with his flying knife, Tang Zhuquan pointed his finger again, and it came and went suddenly with subtle changes.

Ding Zhaogui wanted to dodge the finger force and had to push the ground with all his strength with his right leg. Tang Zhuquan shot out the finger force, but he only had to flick his fingers in a few square inches. Back and forth, the speed difference was so big that there was nowhere to hide.

Even if he wanted to use the trick of exchanging injuries for injuries, he couldn't get close to Tang Zhuquan because his left leg was crippled.

When the fight reached a hundred moves, Ding Zhaogui had no room to dodge anymore. Tang Zhuquan shouted angrily: "You old guy who has done many evil things, you will die!"

The middle finger of the right hand exerts its finger force, which is extremely strong and vigorous, with a majestic and terrifying aura.

"puff!"

The force of his fingers penetrated Ding Zhaogui's hands, creating a hole in his head, and red and white brain matter flowed out.

After killing Ding Zhaogui with a snap of his fingers, Tang Zhuquan did not go to help Shen Lian Xiao Feng, but to help Liu Wumei.

…

Cold sweat broke out on Xiahou Yibang's forehead.

Li Yuhan is not a top expert, he is not a god of war like Xiao Feng, nor is he a genius like Xie Xiaofeng.

He is the young owner of Yongcui Villa.

A qualified young master requires not only profound swordsmanship, but also a steady mind. Therefore, Li Yuhan's swordsmanship is as steady as the mountains stretching far away.

Xiahou Yibang stabbed hundreds of spears in succession, and the silver spears shed light like mercury, stabbing his chest and abdomen with every move.

However, Li Yuhan only waved his sword to defeat his spear skills in the most stable way. Every move must be both offensive and defensive, neither retreating nor advancing rashly.

The sword energy, as stable as a mountain, is like a huge millstone, constantly consuming Xiahou Yibang's energy and spirit.

It was clearly Xiahou Yibang who was attacking, but his body was so tired and weak, his skills were severely depleted, his moves inevitably slowed down, and his momentum became lower and lower.

Everyone understood that when Xiahou Yibang's momentum was low to the limit, Li Yuhan's sword would lightly slice through his throat and take away his life.

Xiahou Yibang didn't want to die in such a miserable state.

A person who wants to be the best killer in the world, even if his martial arts is not that high and his ability is not that strong, at least his courage is enough to amaze everyone.

"laugh!"

The silver spear cuts through the air, life is exchanged for life, and there is no return.

This is a decisive blow, this is Xiahou Yibang's final determination. As long as Li Yuhan dodges, he can regain the advantage and the initiative in the battle.

Logically speaking, Li Yuhan should dodge.

But things in this world often don’t follow the rules.

When the silver gun struck, Li Yuhan not only did not dodge to the side, but instead stretched out his left hand and grabbed the barrel of the gun.

This move can be said to be both dangerous and dangerous. If the Xiahou State had full strength, Li Yuhan would never take the risk.

"Snapped!"

Li Yuhan grabbed the gun barrel with his left hand.

"Pfft!"

The sword pierced the throat of Xiahou Yibang.

The rich and poor killers of the Hell Escort Bureau died in the desert and were completely buried under the yellow sand.

Hell Escort comes from "Snow Knife Prodigal Son: Chasing the Nine-Level Sky". In this chapter, Tang Zhuquan's father, Mr. Tang, behaved so fiercely that he overshadowed the main character, the Dragon City Wall.