I'm the best catcher in martial arts

"boom!"

Shen Lian was knocked back several steps by a claw.

Fortunately, the non-attackers formed a shield in time to block Elder Bei's sharp claws, so they were not damaged.

Before Shen Lian could stand still, Elder Bei's sharp claws struck again, like a pack of wolves hunting. You could even smell the smell of blood as the wolf's fists and claws swung.

This is Elder Bei's own ruthless claw technique based on the hunting scenes of wolves when he was practicing in the grassland.

Not to mention a body of flesh and blood, even a body made of copper and iron can be torn into pieces.

Over the years, Elder Bei has used his position to study the structure of the human body, and with his dismemberment claws, he can dismantle the entire body of an enemy's bones in three seconds.

The five fingers are like hooks, and a handful of meat can be grasped.

Flying feet are like the wind, disappearing and appearing like a shadow.

The ten fingers flashed with a cold green light, and on them were corpse poisons that made people unable to survive or die.

The corpse poison was not smeared by Elder Bei, but because there were too many corpses studied, coupled with excessive killing, the corpse poison piled up with blood was almost incurable.

When interrogating a traitor, you only need to make a small cut on the traitor's body with your fingernails, and the traitor will answer whatever you ask, just like a mouse in a tabby cat.

Of course, this also made it very inconvenient for Elder Bei to eat and drink. In order to make life easier, he soaked his nails with special potion to make them soft, then rolled them into small balls and curled them on his fingertips. They popped out when he activated his true energy.

There was something wrong with the potion, or it might have reacted with the corpse poison, causing the nails to mutate.

Elder Bei's nails are no longer in the shape of a normal human being, but are similar to the claw-shaped nails of a cat, which are tough, sharp, and curved.

Non-attack is not omnipotent, and it cannot defend the whole body like armor. Moreover, facing such masters, even if they are wearing stainless steel armor, they will be torn into pieces.

Shen Lian did not accept the attack and retreated while fighting.

Suddenly, Shen Lian stepped on a hard stone, his steps suddenly became unsteady, and he suddenly fell back.

How could Elder Bei let go of this perfect opportunity and clawed at Shen Lian's chest? But just when he stretched out his claws, Shen Lian kicked him in the abdomen.

Zhang Guolao, drunkenly threw a cup and kicked him!

The legs are connected together, the toes are pointed, and the legs are sharpened and hit the vital parts of the elder Bei.

Although Elder Bei is old and frail, he is not a eunuch after all. Regardless of whether this place is useful or not, as long as it still exists, it must be fatal.

The fatal blow cannot be avoided without hiding.

Just like that, he retreated slightly, and his forward momentum suddenly stopped. Shen Lian's body bounced up, and he grabbed Elder Bei's throat with his left hand, and grabbed the acupuncture point under his ribs with his right hand.

Elder Bei retreated again, and Shen Lian charged again.

Flying punches, kicks, claws, finger snaps, split palms, horizontal elbows, knee strikes, foot knives, foot pokes...

His fists and feet were like a violent storm, and every part of his body was a weapon. His steps were crooked, but they were able to wrap around him with death. Elder Bei went up to the sky and into the ground, scratching like crazy with his sharp claws, but he could not force Shen Lian back even half a step.

No matter whether Shen Lian was injured or not, no matter what his condition was at the time, he must not let Shen Lian seize the initiative, especially not let Shen Lian launch an attack.

As long as Shen Lian's Qi movement cannot be interrupted, Shen Lian's powerful attacks will be endless, and as his attacks become more and more unorganized, there will be no trace left behind.

I don't know how many thieves who were more skilled than Shen Lian, had better moves than Shen Lian, were more cruel than Shen Lian, and had more subordinates than Shen Lian, but they died under Shen Lian's crazy bombing.

When Shen Lian attacks, even the eldest brother Shen Yumen will feel a severe headache.

"boom!"

The elbow hit Elder Bei's chest, and Elder Bei's body-protecting energy suddenly collapsed. He couldn't breathe, his steps became disordered, and his arms subconsciously opened.

Shen Lian smiled coldly, formed dragon claws with his hands, used his left hand to catch the wind and shadows, and his right hand to criticize the weak, grabbed Elder Bei's wrist, and then twisted it hard towards the outside.

Just hearing the sound of "click, click, click", Elder Bei's wrist bones were crushed by Shen Lian. The sharp claws that killed thousands of people and the corpse poison that seduced people and killed them could no longer be used.

"you you you……"

Elder Bei wanted to curse angrily, but there was a piece of bloody phlegm stuck in his throat, and he couldn't breathe in or get out. His true energy, energy, and blood were all confused at the same time, and he just felt dizzy.

"Whoosh!"

A pebble hit the acupoint on the back of his neck.

Elder Bei said "Ah!", spit out thick phlegm mixed with blood, and then fell to the ground.

"Traitor...traitor...traitor is..."

Elder Bei knew that he would definitely die, and wanted to be clear before he died, and wanted to know who the traitor was.

But he forgot one thing.

His wrist bones were twisted by Shen Lian, and his curled hands were just inward, unable to control himself.

When he was lying on the ground, his nails scratched his chest and abdomen, causing endless poison to flow rapidly through his organs.

This seems to be

——Use his way and give back to him.

Elder Bei twitched a few times, and then black blood flowed out of his seven orifices. His face was pale and pale, like a zombie.

"Why are you doing this? At such an old age, why don't you just wash your hands in a golden basin and play mahjong at home?"

Shen Lian sighed, took out the elixir and drank it.

The injuries caused by Nie Xiaofeng were too serious. The outbreak just now seemed unstoppable, but in fact the pain under his ribs was unbearable and the smell of blood could be smelled in his breath.

If he hadn't captured Feidaomen's elixir, even if Shen Lian could defeat Elder Bei, he would still have to pay a price.

For example, exposing a non-famous hook!

Being an undercover agent, no matter in any era, is a particularly hateful thing, especially for underworld gangs, who want to kill them quickly.

If Bai Cuiping's identity is exposed, even if the Sunflower Sect is completely destroyed today, she will never find peace in her life.

Thanks to the information provided by Bai Cuiping, Shen Lian knew everything about the senior figures of the Sunflower Sect, the architectural layout, and even the secret passages of the treasure house.

After the death of Elder Bei, he immediately led people to surround and kill other high-level figures. These middle-level managers were not particularly strong masters, and soldiers could surround and kill them.

As for Shen Lian?

Of course, he chased Bai Cuiping into the sky and into the ground, and then shot her down the cliff behind the station.

You have to do a complete set for acting!

…

"Okay, okay, okay, you are so good at controlling the tiger away from the mountain, blooming in the center, and attacking from both inside and outside. The Sunflower Sect's decades of inheritance have been destroyed in your hands!"

Sunflower Patriarch’s voice was shrill and shrill, like a night owl.

After decades of being famous in the world, Sunflower Patriarch has never suffered such a big loss. Even when he competed with Gongsun Wulong for the position of leader, there was no danger in the end.

Gongsun Wulong did not quit in name. In fact, he did not return for decades and did not interfere with him in any way.

He got rid of all the other elders of the Sunflower Sect who were not convinced. It took him ten years to turn the Sunflower Sect into a single party and grow stronger and stronger.

Never expected that!

It was just a robbery, but it actually led to the danger of annihilation of the whole family. It came without warning, suddenly, as fast as thunder, shocking, and one strike would kill.

Good idea!

What a good idea!

In recent years, the juniors who have become famous in the world have become more ruthless and more sinister than the last.

Honesty and kindness are almost non-existent!

I really miss Zhang Wuji’s era!

Although I can't beat him, he is kind!

I'll go as far as I can with my moves, but I won't kill him!

Nowadays, these juniors don’t care about martial ethics.

well!

There is a serious lack of martial ethics in the martial arts world!

It’s okay if he doesn’t have martial ethics, his martial arts are also unfathomable, and he has a pretty face, how the hell can anyone live like this? If I don’t kill you, I won’t be willing to die!

Ancestor Sunflower looks like a mad tiger. The dagger in his left hand condenses infinite murderous aura, forming a grey-brown three-foot sword. The fist and claws of his right hand can be turned into a sharp edge by snapping his fingers, and the falling palm is like a knife.

The arrogance that has spanned the world for decades, the innate Qi that has been tempered for thousands of times, the exquisite offensive techniques, and the furious spirit are all perfectly integrated into one.

"Shen Lang, come and die!"

Patriarch Sunflower pointed at Shen Lang's chest and abdomen with his fingers like a strong wind and lightning.

Shen Lang's body movements are elegant and unrestrained, as if he is floating like an immortal. His hands seem to be powerless, but he is extremely capable.

It's like water.

It can be a trickling stream, a gurgling brook, gentle wind and drizzle, misty clouds and mist, mirror flowers and moonlight.

It can also turn into thousands of feet of waterfalls, thousands of miles of glaciers, violent storms, whirlpools and undercurrents, and angry sea waves.

After the peak, the good state must come down.

The joy of bliss will not last long.

Therefore, Shen Lang's palm power and sword energy will never reach its peak, but will spread silently like water ripples, penetrating into everything and reaching everywhere.

No matter how furiously Patriarch Sunflower attacks, Shen Lang will always be like floating clouds and flowing water, without any hint of haste.

The breeze in the mountains, the flowing water in the river, and even the plants, trees, flowers and leaves are all sources of Shen Lang's power, providing him with endless strength.

No matter how swift the fingers of Sunflower Patriarch are, can they break the breeze?

No matter how fierce the sword light of Patriarch Sunflower is, can it cut off the flowing water?

If you can't break the breeze or cut off the flowing water, why should you cut off Shen Lang's throat?

Unknowingly, Shen Lang's figure was perfectly integrated into the nature of heaven and earth. His sword skills were like an antelope's horns, his horse was flying in the air, the Milky Way was hanging upside down, and it was flying down three thousand feet.

Ancestor Sunflower blasted out 100% of his power, at least 50% of which was released quietly, while the remaining 50% would create loopholes. Shen Lang only had to wave his palm lightly, and it would be like knocking down dominoes, completely shattering the power.

One is ebbing and the other is ebbing, how can we defeat them?

Doesn't this mean he will be exhausted to death?

Does Patriarch Sunflower know his situation?

of course I know.

No one understands his current situation better than Ancestor Sunflower, but he has to do this because the rhythm of his attacks has been firmly controlled by Shen Lang.

As long as his moves are a little slow and his momentum drops slightly, Shen Lang's calm Qi will immediately become like a god and a demon, and his gentle sword Qi will immediately turn into a violent storm and an angry sea.

The strength accumulated so far in the battle came back from the roaring mountain and tsunami, and the infuriating energy was enough to blast every cell in Patriarch Sunflower's body into flying ash.

It's like blowing up a huge balloon.

If you don't continue to blow inward, all the air you blew earlier will blow out and burst your lungs.

If you continue to blow, you may run out of air, or you may blow the balloon to its limit and explode into pieces.

Ancestor Sunflower has no choice.

He could only attack wildly.

Launch a frenzied attack at all costs.

Use your own foundation to bet on Shen Lang's endurance.

Although the chance is very slim, even though Shen Lang realizes that heaven and man are one, his endurance is almost unlimited.

So what?

Could it be that he was captured without any help and turned into ashes?

As a mafia hero, although Patriarch Sunflower is not a good person, he can muster up the courage to fight and gamble with all his strength at the critical moment of life and death!

The magical skills he had learned all his life were bombarded at Shen Lang. Elder Nan's Thunder Palm, Elder Xi's Yang Finger, and Elder Bei's Poisonous Wolf Claws were integrated into the violent attack as long as they were half usable. middle.

Some of the most bizarre moves were completely subconscious and beyond his control.

Where this move comes from and where the next move is going, Patriarch Sunflower doesn't know, and Shen Lang certainly doesn't know either. They are all focused on it.

All the energy and spirit are integrated into the fists, feet, and swords. Every punch, every finger, and every sword is the essence of a lifetime of martial arts. It is the unique understanding of God and enlightenment in the battle that is immersed in the whole body.

"call!"

Ancestor Sunflower roared angrily, and the sword light on the dagger instantly shattered, leaving only three inches of sword light.

The most refined and pure, the most vicious and evil!

Within three feet, I am invincible.

This is a desperate decision.

This is a life-for-life kill.

This is the desperate execution left behind by the assassin whose name has been passed down through the ages in the Palace of King Qin on the bank of Yishui River.

Thousands of ghostly shadows rushed towards Shen Lang, and the three-inch sword light seemed to teleport and flew towards Shen Lang's chest.

Pulled by Qi and sensing crisis, Shen Lang suddenly opened his eyes, and a wisp of breeze rose above the sword's edge.

The sword was slowly raised.

Even slower than a turtle snail.

This extremely slow sword move contained an indescribable mystery. The boundary between fast and slow was broken by Shen Lang. It was both extremely slow and extremely fast.

The extremely slow sword energy made Ancestor Sunflower become slower and slower, and seemed to be completely stopped.

The extremely fast sword energy was beyond the limit of the naked eye. There was a flash of lightning, violent wind and rain, and blood gurgling out.

"Clang!"

The dagger fell to the ground and broke into dozens of pieces.

Sunflower Ancestor is aging visibly to the naked eye, and his silver-white hair has turned into a withered white color, just like a candle in a storm, which may be completely extinguished at any time.

"Good...good sword...good swordsmanship!"

Seeing the blood on Shen Lang's chest, Patriarch Sunflower closed his eyes with satisfaction.

His move was effective after all.

Shen Lang was not unscathed.

But just as the blood flowed out, the crystal blue Qi whirled past and directly froze the wound.

It's not just the flesh wounds that are frozen, but also the sword energy piercing the body, which will never let the injuries spread.

The mental method of Shen Lang's cultivation is really magical. It can use the cold and yin energy to freeze the enemy and blast it into the body, then grind it into powder and slowly absorb it.

It looks like an ice vortex!

Water can form whirlpools, and there are crazy vortexes on the desert. How can ice form whirlpools?

Ice can form whirlpools!

There are thousands of mental methods in the world, and there are all kinds of weird mental methods. What is so strange about the ice whirlpool?

…

"Snapped!"

Elder Nan slapped Zhuge Taiping on the belly, which immediately set off a fat craze. Zhuge Tianping didn't seem to feel anything and swung his palm towards the top of his head.

"Bang!"

Elder Nan was slapped away, but he used the power of the palm to quickly move to the left rear of Zhuge Taiping, and reached out to grab Zhuge Taiping's back.

The fat man is inconvenient and has a big hole in his rear.

Zhuge Taiping is so fat that it is difficult to defend the vital points on his back. This is the only chance to win.

Elder Nan understands this truth, and Zhuge Taiping certainly understands this and has made preparations early.

"Whoosh!"

Three flying needles shot out silently.

Zhuge Taiping's accumulated fat layer hides countless hidden weapons. It is said that if all the hidden weapons were taken away from his body, he would lose more than ten kilograms of weight.

Weighing more than 400 kilograms, it spins very lightly, like a rapidly spinning top.

Flying needles and steel darts were then shot out, and hundreds of hidden weapons were shot at Elder Nan, as dense as rain, with nowhere to hide.