I'm the best catcher in martial arts

It was very dangerous to be grabbed by Shen Lian's wrist.

Because that means you have to wrestle with Shen Lian, and you are wrestling at an absolute disadvantage.

Shen Lian grabbed the strong man's wrist, and his two arms were like a pair of iron pincers. The veins on the strong man's forehead protruded, and the purple skin seemed to burst with blood. He screamed continuously, but he still couldn't move.

"Get up...get up..."

The strong man roared crazily, as if he wanted to bite off Shen Lian's ear. Shen Lian exerted slight force on his fingers, and blood penetrated into his numb muscles, making his arms instantly weak.

"Your Excellency is sweating so much, it must be because it's too hot in the room, why don't you go outside to cool down!"

After that, he exerted a little force with his hands and threw the strong man like a bull out of the tent. The strong man fell to the ground and felt that all the joints in his body were out of place and he couldn't get up.

After falling seven or eight times in a row, he fell like a donkey, and then he managed to stand up.

Shaking his head, which was dizzy from the fall, he knew that he would never be able to defeat Shen Lian, so he had no choice but to leave.

Anyway, he is the weakest among the warriors under Ma Ye's command, so it doesn't matter even if he loses.

Is it embarrassing to lose to Shen Lian?

At least he is alive and well now.

In another twenty or thirty years, he can boast to his children that he once practiced a move with Shen Lian.

——The peerless master of Shattered Void, your father and I had a fight with him. When we were wrestling over a cup of tea, he pinched my numb tendons and my strength was removed!

——Isn’t your father very powerful!

——My good son, study hard!

This idea existed in Shen Lian's mind. The bull that was thrown out did not have this idea. He only wanted to exercise hard and become stronger.

Ma Ye laughed and said: "What a brave warrior, Shen Captou is really good at it. Come here, I will give you three glasses of wine!"

The waiter brought a large tray with a roasted leg of lamb on it and three glasses of fine wine. The glasses were all very huge, and each bottle of wine weighed at least half a catty.

Shen Lianxin said that your performance is really good.

The Hongmen Banquet is not enough, you still want me to play Fan Kuai?

Fortunately, he wasn't eating raw pork legs. Although Shen Lian's belly was a bottomless pit, he really didn't like eating raw food.

He was not polite at the moment and ate and drank all the roasted lamb legs and fine wine at a jaw-dropping speed.

"Can Capt. Shen still fight?"

"If every time I win, I can eat a roasted leg of lamb, I will be able to persist all day long!"

"Okay, under my general's command, there are several warriors who are proficient in body training and have long wanted to challenge Mr. Shen."

"General, please prepare the leg of lamb!"

Ma Ye waved his hand, and a slender warrior came quickly, holding a long stick in his hand.

"My dear, Meng Meng, I have seen Mr. Shen Captou!"

"The stick king of Miao territory, the divine pestle of Nantian?"

"It's just a name that doesn't matter."

"Please take action."

"I don't fight defenseless people. I've heard for a long time that Capt. Shen is good at marksmanship. Please ask Capt. Shen to fight with a gun."

"You use a stick, and I use a stick."

Ma Ye signaled, and the guard threw an eyebrow-level stick to Shen Lian. Shen Lian tested the length and weight, then signaled that he was ready and asked Meng Meng to take action first.

Meng Meng was not polite and slashed down with his stick.

Although he is good at stick techniques, it contains chopping and slashing routines, which are more powerful and sharp than swords and guns.

Shen Lian turned sideways to avoid the tip of the stick, and pointed the eyebrow-level stick at his armpit with one hand. Meng Meng turned over and retreated, but Shen Lian did not pursue him and signaled the opponent to continue attacking.

…

Xuanwei envoy to the government office.

Lu Xiaofeng was making a boring inspection.

Ximen Chuixue told Lu Xiaofeng exactly what Shen Lian had told Ximen Chuixue. Although he found the night patrol quite boring, he did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

If something goes wrong somewhere, causing swords and blood to flow everywhere, then death is really inevitable.

Suddenly, Lu Xiaofeng heard a soft sound. His ears were not as strong as Hua Manlou, but they were still very sensitive.

There was no way Lu Xiaofeng had heard it wrong.

The moment he heard the sound, Lu Xiaofeng had already flown over. His Qinggong was only slightly inferior to Chu Liuxiang's. At this moment, he used all his strength to move his body, and he swept up to 14 feet.

In the past two days, I heard Shen Lian talking about the fact that there is a peerless light kung fu master in Santan Yinyue in Hangzhou, known as Miss Li, the Flying Immortal of Santan, who can fly twenty feet in one step.

Lu Xiaofeng sneered on the surface and said it was no big deal, but secretly decided to practice Qing Gong hard.

Sooner or later we will catch up to Miss Li!

Lu Xiaofeng flew over, looked at the man in black who had just sneaked in, and pointed out with a clear finger.

The man in black had just sneaked into the government office, but he didn't know that the other man was so agile. He immediately flew back and retreated. This man is a master thief in southern Sichuan. His light skills are quite good, but no matter how good he is, can he be faster than Sikong Zhaixing?

Even Sikong Zhaixing can't outrun Lu Xiaofeng!

"Snapped!"

With a flick of his finger, the baggage behind the man in black was shattered by Lingxi's finger, revealing several exquisite envelopes.

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes narrowed, and he instantly understood the purpose of the man in black. He waved his hand and struck out with a palm. The flames of the palm roared towards him, burning all the envelopes into ashes.

This is the Fire Palm of the Kunlun Sect. When Lu Xiaofeng went to Kunlun to play, she saw Kunlun disciples using it.

Lu Xiaofeng's learning ability is very strong. He grew up in the market since he was a child. He learned martial arts randomly, one at a time, and his learning ability is comparable to that of Shen Lian.

Not to mention the Fire Palm, even the unique skills of the Flying Immortal from Heaven can be learned by 70% to 80% after just one look.

When I first learned Fire Palm, I thought I could eat it warm in the wild. I didn't expect it to have such a strange effect, which is quite interesting.

Lu Xiaofeng destroyed all the envelopes with a wave of her hand, and Feng Siniang flew up just in time. She shouted to catch the assassin, then drew her sword out of its sheath and chopped off the head of the man in black.

The heart can grow crooked!

There is absolutely no way your head will grow crooked!

…

Xiao Ting was dealing with various affairs boredly.

As the leader of the Blood Moon God Sect, Xiao Ting has very strong management skills. Even if it is just Xiao Kaiyan chanting, he can still do it in an orderly manner while listening and handling it.

Shen Lian asked him to take charge, and the reason he gave was that he was known as a scholar of literature, swords, and martial arts. He was a scholar and must know more than martial artists. However, Xiao Ting felt that Shen Lian must have discovered something and even guessed his identity.

Otherwise, why is it always such a coincidence?

Among the three brothers of the Xiao family, the eldest brother Xiao Yiren is very enterprising and wants to make contributions. The second brother Xiao Kaiyan is down-to-earth and diligent and temporarily acts as Xiao Ting's secretary.

Xiao Qiushui and Tang Fang were patrolling outside.

Tang Fang sensed something was wrong, raised his hand and threw an iron lotus seed towards the wall. What was surprising was that the iron lotus seed also flew out from the wall. He shot down Tang Fang's iron lotus seed using exactly the same technique, and then shot out an iron lotus seed.

Dozens of caltrops bloom rapidly, like blooming lotuses. Gunpowder is hidden inside, which will explode when blooming reaches its limit. Hundreds of poison-quenching blades fly out, killing dozens of people in an instant.

Tangmen iron caltrops.

Tang Sect’s hidden weapon techniques.

Tang Fang immediately recognized the other party's origin, felt a little angry in his heart, and reached for the treasure bag at his waist.

Dozens of money darts were accurately shot, and before the caltrops bloomed, the mechanism inside was cracked. Dozens of caltrops landed at the same time, posing no threat.

As a direct genius disciple of the Tang Sect, Tang Fang is certainly not a flower vase. She is a true master of hidden weapons, and her exquisite skills with hidden weapons opened Xiao Qiushui's eyes.

"call!"

A huge stone lock blasted towards Tang Fang, followed closely by a soft whip made of thousands of filaments.

Tang Fang became more and more angry.

She already knew who these two men were.

The one who used the stone lock was named Yang Tuo, and the one who used the soft whip was named Lei Bian. They were disciples of a certain Tang clan elder. During a certain martial arts competition, the two of them besieged Tang Fang, two against one.

In the ring competition, two against one is already very shameless.

What was even more shameless was that their master secretly stole Tang Fang's hidden weapon on the pretext of checking whether the hidden weapon was quenched, which was extremely shameless.

After that, Tang Fang took back the hidden weapon and knocked the two people off the ring in public. He also invited the elders of the Tang clan to do notarization and expelled these people. They changed families and joined Tang Fifteen's command, becoming Tang Fifteen's confidants.

Tang Fang originally planned to save some face for his family and be done with it if they were beaten away. When he saw the stone locks and soft whips, the flying needles in his hands immediately turned into two exquisite axes.

Tang Fang took action.

The dark night suddenly became darker.

Thick dark clouds seemed to rise between the sky and the earth. The dark clouds were like thick quilts, completely covering the surrounding area.

Dark as ink.

No light, no sound, no shadow.

Most of the house seemed to have been cut open, stripped out of the world, and plunged into a special place of eternal darkness. The darkness not only eroded the vision, but also completely disabled the five senses and lost all perception.

Tangmen's unique skill - freehand splashing of ink!

Darkness eroded, and two axes flew out.

Tang Sect's hidden weapons have reached the highest level and do not require special sophistication. Instead, they return to their original nature.

Axes, darts, iron lotus seeds, flying needles, these are the most common hidden weapons, but they are the most powerful.

"Freehand splash of ink" is a flying axe.

Tang Fang's skill was not deep enough and could only cover most of the courtyard. Mrs. Tang's use of this technique could cover a hundred feet in radius, causing people to defeat themselves without a fight.

"call!"

Torches burned in mid-air.

Lei Bian was originally from Perak Hall, and his family's expertise was in firearms. However, his aunt married a certain Tang clan elder, and he followed her to become his uncle's disciple.

Flying firearms with the Tang Sect's hidden weapon technique is Lei Bian's best method. When he saw the darkness around him, he immediately knew that Tang Fang would take action, and hurriedly fired the firearms to dispel the darkness with flames and restrain Tang Fang's hidden weapons.

How is this possible?

If firearms could restrain the freehand brushwork, Mrs. Tang would not be able to become the direct head of the Tang clan.

When the flames burned, Yang Tuo and Lei Bian fell to the ground at the same time. Yang Tuo's neck was cut open by the axe. Lei Bian was more shameless. Tang Fang hated Lei Bian deeply. The ax flew towards Lei Bian's head and embedded in his forehead.

Although the two of them were dead, their masters, Tang Buquan and Lei Baoguang, had already launched a sneak attack.

Of course, the two of them recognized Tang Fang, and knowing that they could not stop Xiyi Da Pomo, they deliberately asked their two disciples to explore the way, and then took the opportunity to secretly attack and kill Tang Fang.

Dozens of thunderbolt bombs flew towards him. Tang Fang had just launched a powerful attack, and his true energy was weak. If these thunderbolt bombs exploded, the entire courtyard would be blown up.

At this moment, Xiao Qiushui drew his sword.

Xiao Qiushui's major was naturally the swordsmanship passed down from his family, but he never followed the rules. At the age of seventeen, he had already established his own family. Over the years, he had been practicing abroad and had been passed down by many senior masters. His swordsmanship was exquisite.

Can sword energy block thunder bullets?

sure!

Because the one holding the sword is Xiao Qiushui!

The sword gently circled into rings, one ring on top of another. In an instant, the sword circle filled an area of ​​more than ten feet, bouncing thunderbolt bullets into the air.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The thunderbolt bombs exploded one after another, like igniting magnificent fireworks. Tang Fang guided the energy back to the source, and shot exquisite sleeve arrows in the direction of the thunderbolt bombs.

Leave a blank for a small title poem!

The arrows are like the preface to the Orchid Pavilion, the pen moves like a dragon and a snake, the poetry immortal is drunk, the sword dances over the city, the grass saint raises his cup, taking off his hat and uncovering his head in front of the prince, swiping paper like clouds of smoke.

It is the lonely smoke in the desert, the setting sun on the long river, the long clouds in Qinghai, the willows with Qiang flute, and the lotus flowers ten miles away.

Whatever you think it is, that's what it is.

Because this is inspiration, different people will have different feelings when holding the pen. Different people will write different poems and depict different grand scenes when looking at the scenery.

Thousands of fires flashed in the thunderstorm's eyes, as if he was seeing a volcano erupting. He knew it was an illusion, he knew it was an illusion, but he just couldn't get away from it.

"Pfft!"

The arrow pierced the thunderstorm's throat.

"Crack!"

Xiao Qiushui slashed Tang Buquan's throat with his sword.

Shen Lian once said, don't leave anyone alive.

Even without instructions, Tang Fang would not be able to keep alive these scoundrels who would bring disaster to the family.

Tang Fang is a very kind girl.

But her kindness will not be left to evil villains.

Showing kindness to evil sycophants is the greatest cruelty to truly kind people.

However, Tang Buquan's surname was Tang after all, not a disciple with a foreign surname. It was inconvenient for Tang Fang to kill him personally, so Xiao Qiushui was very considerate and took the initiative to solve Tang Fang's trouble.

"What a hidden weapon, worthy of being a disciple of the Tang Sect."

"Your swordsmanship is also very good."

The two looked at each other and smiled without saying a word.

…

Ximen Chuixue stood in front of the man in black.

The man in black said coldly: "Ximen Chuixue, I have no grudge against you. I don't want to kill you. Don't block my way, otherwise you will regret it."

Ximen Chuixue said nothing.

He is not a man of many words.

He knows that the current situation is like a huge powder keg that will explode when it encounters a spark. He doesn't know how to quiet the powder keg, but he knows that as long as he kills a traitor, the safety will increase by one point.

Therefore, Ximen Chuixue drew his sword.

"Ximen Chuixue, you are seeking death!"

The man in black roared coldly, and the slender swords in his hands instantly turned into dozens of swords. The area of ​​several feet was filled with psychedelic sword energy, which was clearly a phantom sword technique.

This is a sword technique created by the "Shadow Assassin" Yang Xuyan during the Sui and Tang Dynasties. It is specially designed to target the opponent's senses. It uses a unique technique to activate the sword light and sword energy to conceal the eyes and interfere with the enemy's five senses.

The sword spreads out, and the sword light pierces Ximen Chuixue's vitals all over his body like raindrops. The reality is hidden in the void, and the void is hidden in the reality. If you can't distinguish between the virtual and the real, it will be impossible to avoid its killing move.

Ximen Chuixue did not distinguish between reality and fiction.

Because his swordsmanship has never been cracked.

Ximen Chuixue's sword only has one word: attack!

A shrill cold light flashed past, and hundreds of sword lights instantly disappeared without a trace. The man in black covered his throat with disbelief on his face. Ximen Chuixue crossed the long sword, blew away the blood on the blade, and put the sword away. sheath.