I'm the best catcher in martial arts

"Zhengzhengzheng!"

Feng Suzhen's ringing fingers made a sound like cracking silk, the silver bottle was broken, water slurry burst out, the cavalry thrust out swords and guns, and the impassioned sound of the piano brought people to the frontier battlefield.

The desert is solitary, and the yellow sand is thousands of miles away.

The flag is setting at sunset, and the horses are chirping.

Sound waves that are tangible and qualitative are like the impact of thousands of troops and horses, and like the tide of Qiantang, the willows painted on the bridge, the bead curtains and the green curtains, the clouds and trees around the embankment and the sand, and the roaring waves rolling up the frost and snow.

Feng Suzhen stayed at home, and her knowledge of the battlefield came from storybooks, operas, and history books, but she was extremely familiar with the tide of the Qiantang River at her doorstep.

The rhyme of the piano, the sound of the feathers, and the furious energy of Qiantang's angry tide, mixed with the guns of the Jin Yiwei and the arrows of the black-clad archery team of the East Factory, bombarded Tang Du.

In a trance, thunder seemed to explode in mid-air, and thirty-six generals of the Lei Department appeared, beating the Kui Niu war drum.

The Demonic Piano!

This turned out to be the Demon-Conquering Piano!

As a veteran of the Tang Sect, Tang Du's knowledge was far beyond that of ordinary disciples. Following Feng Suzhen's move, he recognized that it was the Demon-Conquering Qin, and endless horror flashed in his eyes.

Of course he knows the pros and cons of the Demon-Conquering Qin.

He was defeated by Jiangmo Qin thirty-five years ago, and even now in seclusion, he still can't think of a solution.

Although Feng Suzhen's piano sound is immature and has just sprouted, it has not been exposed to wind and rain, but its growth potential is extremely high and her future achievements are limitless.

Kill this boy named Feng Shaomin.

Must be killed.

Otherwise, how can I find a place in the world?

Tang Du looked up to the sky and screamed, snapping his fingers to gather energy, but what he shot was not sword energy and sword light, but poisonous green arrows!

The Poison Yuan, which had been cultivated for decades, blasted towards Feng Suzhen without reservation. At the same time, he formed seals with his hands, determined to kill Feng Suzhen by force with his vigorous cultivation.

Attack with force, attack with force, sacrifice your life, and strike with a decisive blow.

Tang Du never believed that Feng Suzhen's immature and incomparable sound of subduing demons could surpass his decades of hard training. He only needed one blow.

With Tang Du's poison skills, even if Shen Lian was hit by him, half of his body would be numb.

"call!"

The thick poisonous energy condensed into a green palm print and blasted out in front of Feng Suzhen's sound wave. Tang Du had spent his whole life cultivating and would never allow Feng Suzhen to live.

At this moment, Feng Suzhen suddenly plucked the strings with her slender fingers, and the tune changed.

Suddenly the spring flowers fall, sometimes the sun is scorching, sometimes the autumn wind is like a knife, and sometimes the snow falls thousands of miles away. The four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter change, blending in the four beats, turning into a cycle that withers away all things - the Heavenly Demonic Qin!

Shen Lian never treats people around him badly.

Among the masters around her, Feng Suzhen had the highest musical attainments. Naturally, the music scores obtained during the training were handed over to Feng Suzhen, allowing Feng Suzhen to study the essence.

Feng Suzhen didn't have much combat experience, but she was talented and proficient in tactics. From the beginning of the war to the present, she had been using the Demon-Jiang Qin. Tang Du's poisonous energy and blood were also adapting to the Demon-Jiang Qin, and they became one without realizing it.

This is what Feng Suzhen was waiting for.

Waiting for Tang Du to adapt to the Demonic Qin, and waiting for Tang Du to explode with all his poison energy, he launches a powerful attack at all costs.

This is her chance.

Kill with one blow, kill with a withering chance!

The tune suddenly changed, subduing the demon and transforming into a heavenly demon, just like adding ice cubes to the boiling oil. Tang Du only felt that his meridians exploded, and the poison yuan went retrograde. If he was in a place where no one disturbed him, he could guide his Qi and return to his yuan. Now in the chaos How could there be such an opportunity on the battlefield?

Sensing the changes in Tang Du, Feng Suzhen suddenly pulled her fingers inward, and the Tianlong Bayin bounced back.

Previously, it was the withering of the four seasons, but now it is the exuberance of the four seasons, the germination of spring, the enthusiasm of summer, the harvest of autumn, and the dormancy of winter.

This is a gain for most people, but don't forget that Tang Du is the Poison King of the Tang Sect. His rich Poison Yuan is made from the fusion of hundreds of toxins.

Normally, these toxins maintain a balance and do not show any abnormality. Feng Suzhen's piano sound is like adding a catalyst. Some of the poisons suddenly increase, and some of the poisons become attenuated. In an instant, the poison elements in Tang Du's body are completely chaotic. There is no way to guide Qi back to the original state.

Tang Du had gathered the "Nirvana Poison Hand Seal", and he was ready to kill Feng Suzhen, but the moment he raised his hand, he was no longer able to take action.

"Zheng!"

Feng Suzhen played the final tune.

This time it’s House of Flying Daggers.

The river is surging, spreading all over the world.

Yu Ji dances gracefully, and the overlord breaks his soul.

The birds have left, the spring flowers have fallen, the sound of rain is rustling, desolate and solemn, the drizzle is continuous, if it is there or not, finally everything is silent, and all sounds have returned to calm.

Tang Du's raised hand finally fell.

He took a deep look at Feng Suzhen, wanting to remember forever the young man who killed him.

"You are very good!"

Tang Du praised him and fell to the ground.

The poisonous element exploded quickly, and a ten-foot radius was filled with miserable green poisonous mist, corroding everything. Feng Suzhen hurriedly took out the medicine bottle and poured a full bottle of pills.

The Subduing Demonic Piano and the Heavenly Demonic Piano are both unique skills that can easily kill hundreds of people. The disadvantage is also very obvious, that is, the loss is very serious. Not to mention the current Feng Suzhen, even Feng Suzhen, who is a master of martial arts, cannot sustain the loss.

In the original plot, Feng Suzhen defeated the old master Zamao with the magic piano. As a result, his true energy was exhausted and could not be recovered in a short time, so he was defeated by the Five Elements Formation.

Long before the war started, Feng Suzhen took three Shaolin Xiaohuan Dan according to the techniques taught by Shen Lian. Even so, she was exhausted and exhausted.

The last blow was Feng Suzhen's decisive blow. If Tang Du had not fallen, Feng Suzhen would have been in danger.

Of course, Shen Lian arranged a backup plan.

Just when Tang Du fell, a scorpion that looked like it was carved from purple jade crawled out from the cracks in the ground, greedily sucking Tang Du's poison essence, and it turned out to be the purple jade pipa.

Shen Lian told Zuo Shi that if Feng Suzhen could win, let her fight by herself. If she was at a disadvantage, let the purple jade pipa sneak attack and break the Tang poison's body-protecting aura.

Tang Du fell, while Tang Chong, Tang Miao, and Tang Lan were severely injured by Jiangmo Qin. They soon fell under the crossbows and artillery of the factory guards. The poison energy was filled and the poison was endless.

…

"Crack!"

Wei Kongkong swung his sword and chopped off Mo Huizhen's head.

This ordinary iron sword has once again made contributions to the righteousness of the world. The blade is as new as a sword.

Even Long Chengbi and Tang Zhuquan didn't understand why this sword never curled its blade after cutting off the heads of so many criminal thieves. Why is it still so sharp?

No one can answer this question.

Even Wei Kongkong himself didn't know the reason.

He only knew that when he wielded the sword with the intention of punishing rape and eradicating evil, his sword skills would be invincible. Since his debut, he has experienced hundreds of battles, and the sword has never had a single flaw.

Mo Huizhen was beheaded with a sword, and Tang San immediately became crazy. Although he was not a good person, he was sincere to Mo Huizhen and stayed with her for decades.

"boom!"

Tang San raised his hand and cast out a giant spider web.

This is a secret skill that he has practiced hard for several years. It is called the Devil's Fairy Spider Technique. It requires swallowing a total of ninety-nine devil spiders, plus one fairy spider, to master this secret skill. It is a tricky and strange poison technique.

Unfortunately, his opponent was Tang Zhuquan.

Tang Zhuquan shot out fiery sword energy with a flick of his finger, turning the spider web into a fire web. Before Tang San could change his move, his thick finger hit his forehead, leaving a bloody hole.

Five unique soul-chasing fingers!

The dead bodies of Tang San and Mo Huizhen fell to the ground. How long can Tang Zhi and Tang Zhengbang hold on?

As Lu Jianxing led his men to surround and kill them, Tang Zhengbang, who had done many evil things, and Tang Zhi, who was cunning and cunning, could not escape the punishment and went to the underworld to atone for their sins.

…

A circle of people fell down around Longchengbi.

The close subordinates of the four rudders in the southeast, northwest, and northwest all fell under the sword of the wind and snow. Tang Man, one of the four rudders, was killed with a sharp knife, and Tang Buluai fell into danger.

"Pfft!"

The sword of wind and snow pierced Tang Bushai's chest and abdomen.

Not only did Tang Buluai not have any fear, but he looked at the dragon city wall with a sinister smile. His narrowed eyes were full of viciousness and cunning, as if he was saying: "Xue Dao Prodigal has fallen into the trap, and you are about to be raped." kill!"

Of course Tang Buzuo had this confidence.

The special skill he practiced hard is called Chaos Heavenly Clothes. His body is stronger than Tang Zhuquan's, his skin looks like oil, he can deflect knives, slash, swords and thrusts, and he can take advantage of the opportunity to counterattack powerful enemies.

With Tang Buzui's cultivation, he couldn't stop the sword light from the Dragon City Wall, but he could withstand it.

When masters compete, their strength will never be wasted.

The more top masters are, the more refined their use of power will be, without any waste. Even sects like the Blood Knife Sect have extremely high requirements for the basics.

Longchengbi's swordsmanship is superb, his foundation is solid, and his moves are extremely accurate. He can shave off Tang Buzui's hair in front of Tang Buzui, but Tang Buzui doesn't feel anything.

The more this is the case, the more flaws it becomes.

Tang Buluai was not a normal person.

He was a big fat man with a thick body and thick fat under his skin. It seemed that Longcheng Wall had pierced his chest and abdomen with a knife, but in fact it was intentional. Before Longcheng Wall could pull out the sword, Tang Bushu waved his palms. Through the ears.

At the same time, Tang Pili blasted out thunderous fire power with his hand. His main practice is called Shenhuo Dao, which requires firearms to be used together. He can integrate the power of firearms into his palms and turn them into thunder and lightning palm power. .

Dragon City Wall was restrained at this time, Tang Pili launched a powerful attack without hesitation, intending to blow him to pieces. Tang Minghuang also took the opportunity to use his sword and stabbed Dragon City Wall's ribs.

With such a damn name, Tang Minghuang is still alive today just because he is cunning enough.

In this situation, killing the enemy is secondary.

Why kill the enemy?

What's the point of killing the Dragon City Wall?

The dragon city wall should be captured alive and used to threaten Shen Lian to get out of the way. Shen Lian was the most loyal person in his life. As long as he caught his friends, he would have a chance to survive.

Compared to life, nothing else is important!

Tang Minghuang thought very well, but he forgot that his opponent was not an ordinary person, but the famous Snow Sword Prodigal in the world. He was the Dragon City Wall inherited by Ancestor Fengxue. How could he be easily plotted?

Old Mrs. Tang had already informed Shen Lian about the Tang Sect's masters, and of course she had also studied it on the Dragon City Wall.

At the beginning of the war, he had thought of the tactics Tang Buzui might use, and now they were in line with his thoughts.

Draw a sword?

Who said I want to draw my sword?

Does the knife have to be pulled out?

The blade of the Dragon City Wall erupted with a loud dragon roar, and the icy-cold sword light rose from Tang Bushao's body. In an instant, it stretched three feet, and the sword froze Tang Pili's firearm.

In the midst of lightning and flint, the sword of wind and snow stabbed Tang Minghuang's chest from a completely deviant angle.

His heart is as cold as ice, his murderous intent is clear, and he is extremely domineering.

Although the attack range was only a thin line, the strength of the sword completely blocked the retreat. Tang Minghuang had to take the attack even if he didn't, as fast as lightning, and it was shocking.

Fast, ruthless and accurate!

There is no reaction time, just like a casual look, which is often more powerful than a deliberate gaze.

It seems unintentional, but it is actually unintentional.

It seems to be unintentional, but it is actually determined to kill.

The Black Bird, a sword of wind and snow, sliced ​​across the sand. At the last moment of the sword collision, it passed lightly across the sand. The sharp edge passed across Tang Minghuang's throat and chopped off his head.

"boom!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The previous sound was the sound of Tang Minghuang's head falling to the ground.

The next three sounds, the first two came from Tang Buzui, who was split in the middle by the sword light, and the last sound came from Tang Pili, whose chest and abdomen were pierced by the sword light.

They died before Emperor Tang Ming. The reason why they fell later was because the sword light was too cold.

It wasn't until the blood melted and the ice melted, until the sword energy spread into the void, that their bodies fell.

What a fast knife!

What a strong knife!

What a cold knife!

…

Yan Nantian and the three guardians fought fiercely.

Tang Bingbing's sharp claws are everywhere. Tang Ren not only possesses the pure and vigorous Pure Yang Qigong, but also cultivates the inner strength of the most yin and cold. Tang Bua's fingering skills are all about the key points, and his moves are even more mysterious. To the limit.

Tang Bua was the master of the torture hall at the time. In the process of torturing criminal disciples with torture tools, he had a profound study of the human body. Before Yan Nantian raised his arm, he judged where the sword would hit based on the twitching of his muscles.

He could defend himself in advance, or he could point at the pulse gate with a flick of his finger, forcing Yan Nantian to change his tactics.

Each of the three guardians of the Tang Sect is a famous master, especially Tang Ren. Now that the three guardians have joined forces to attack, even Yan Nantian finds it troublesome.

The more trouble, the more fun it is.

Yan Nantian holds the willow sword in his left hand. The soft sword completely blends into the breeze and turns into the fluctuations of the breeze. It can not only sway thousands of sword lights, but also turn into a sword instantly.

The black iron sword is held in his right hand. The heavy sword has no edge. He wins by force. The sharp edge surrounds the fierce sword waves. The force that escapes is wiped gently, and the boulder is turned into powder.

Stepping on the boundless earth, you feel the vibration of the mountains and rivers, your heart beats and your blood rushes, transforming into endless power.

It is as tall as a mountain and as clear as the bright moon.

There are both the explosions of landslides, fissures and volcanic eruptions, as well as the calmness of gentle breeze and calm water.

The two swords are by no means a change of light, heavy, hard and soft, nor are they in the realm of Dugu Qiubei's soft sword and heavy sword.

This is Yan Nantian's realization.

Comprehension of the mountains and the earth, the breeze and the bright moon, the vastness and vibration of the earth, the grace and ripples of the breeze, completely different sword intentions complement each other, the faster they hit, the stronger they get.

"laugh!"

Liu Jian broke through the air.

Thousands of sword lights merged into one. It was obviously a soft sword like wicker, but it seemed to be blasting down a huge mountain, and then condensed into a line when it fell, capable of cutting everything.

"Wow!"

The sword energy passed through Tang Bu'a's chest and abdomen, cutting Tang Bu'a's waist into two pieces. Tang Bu'a's right hands were pointed together into a sword, and the sharp finger strength gathered was a step too slow after all.

"Tear!"

Yan Nantian received a claw on his back. (End of chapter)