I'm the best catcher in martial arts

Sima Huangfen smiled very happily.

What he looked forward to most in his life was death, a vigorous death, the more tragic the death, the better.

According to his original plan, he should have become King Zuo Wu's scapegoat, taking all the blame and being cut to pieces or bombarded into powder.

Now he has a new plan.

Shen Lian is a well-known master in the world. He is the best in punches and kicks. He is the reincarnation of the white tiger and kills gods in his lifetime.

If he had a life-and-death fight with Shen Lian, whether his head would be shattered or shattered by the Tiger Roaring Emperor Fist, it would satisfy the extremely twisted death desire in his heart.

"Shen Lian, I have heard of your name, and I also know how powerful the Tiger Roaring Emperor Fist is. What a coincidence. I also have three killer punches. Let's fight heavy punches tonight."

Sima Huangfen's whole body was shrouded in a layer of deathly aura.

This is a mentally twisted madman who regards killing as the most fun game. He kills countless people and gathers the blood and death energy into his fists and turns them into his power.

There are four people behind Sima Huang's grave.

The owner of Ximen Villa, Mr. Ximen.

Mr. Ximen's mistress, the number one swordsman among the Thirteen Thieves, the female swordsman "Blood Phoenix" Du Lian.

"Iron Umbrella Scholar" Zhang Xuao.

"A knife cuts a thousand miles," Mo San said.

Of course Shen Lian did not come alone. The big yellow dog sent a message to invite Shen Lian's uncle Guihai Bailian.

King Zuo Wu's analysis is very correct.

Don't give Shen Lian time, otherwise Shen Lian, who seems to be alone, will turn into an army of thousands.

"Uncle-in-law, you are a master of swordsmanship. If I leave these two swordsmen to you, you should be able to deal with them, right?"

"No problem at all."

Guihai Bailian slowly raised his blood-drinking sword.

He had imitated Song Que back then, practicing and forging swords at the same time, and tailor-made this blood-drinking sword.

The blood-drinking sword that was originally forged was not in the most perfect condition. After hundreds of battles and drinking the blood of countless swordsmen, the sword was finally completed.

Du Lian sneered and said: "Guihai Bailian? What kind of sword master are you? Do you think you can beat me? My sword speed is far beyond your imagination."

Guihai Bailian said nothing.

He doesn't like to talk.

Except when Shen Lian could stimulate him and make him say more, he never said more.

Although Du Lian is curvy and beautiful, in the eyes of Guihai Bailian, she is just a rival.

The opponent must be defeated.

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

In the flash of lightning, three knives were unsheathed at the same time.

Du Lian didn't have the dignity of a swordsman, and Mo San didn't care about that, so the two of them naturally joined forces to attack.

Mo Sangui is good at using the Miao Jiang scimitar. He can draw the sword extremely fast, like a ghost, as if there are thousands of ghosts crying and howling, turning the surroundings into ghosts.

Du Lian was holding the "Slender Colored Sword", and the speed of the sword was even better than that of Mo Sangei. The energy of the sword merged with the bloody phoenix on his bellyband and turned into a blood phoenix.

This is Du Lian's "bone scraper".

She has a stunningly beautiful appearance. She likes to wear a white transparent gauze dress with a blood-colored bellyband embroidered with a blood phoenix inside. When she strikes, her sword energy and body posture merge into one, and murderous intent breaks out in the charm.

If you can't resist the temptation of the color, you will definitely be defeated by Du Lian's lightning-fast sword skills. Her sword skills are so fast that there is no trace. If you are not careful, you will die.

Facing the combined attacks from Du Lian and Mo San, no matter how fast Guihai Bailian's moves were, he couldn't be faster than these two swordsmen, but swordsmanship is not just about speed!

Guihai Bailian roared angrily, erupting with terrifying power like a liger. The blood-drinking sword flashed with a bone-chilling light, slashing down thousands of ghosts with one strike. With a backhand strike, the red-blooded phoenix disappeared into thin air.

After Li Xunhuan's persuasion, Guihai Bailian gave up practicing the magic sword, but he retained most of the insights he gained while practicing the sword, and his sword skills were several times stronger than before.

Facing Guihai's extremely strong and domineering sword skills, Mo Sangui and Du Lian had to take a few steps back. But now it was a life-and-death fight, and they were still fighting with sword skills. How could they take half a step back? step?

To retreat is to be timid.

A timid person cannot wield the strongest sword.

If you are timid in your heart, no matter how quickly the two of them draw their swords, they will be nothing more than a showpiece.

Guihai Bailian looked up to the sky and roared, and blasted the two men with his fierce and domineering sword skills. His strikes were domineering but continuous, like a stormy sea, but also like a continuous mountain.

On the other side, Shen Lian was fighting against three people.

Sima Huangfen originally wanted to fight alone, but Zhang Xuao and Master Ximen were relatively normal in their minds. They knew that it would be difficult to defeat Shen Lian in a single fight, so they attacked together to encircle and kill them.

Zhang Xuao is good at using iron umbrellas. His iron umbrella does not contain a sword, it is just an iron umbrella.

You can open the iron umbrella to defend yourself against hidden weapons, and you can use the whip to smash it hard. It is a heavy Qimen weapon. If you can use such a weapon, you are obviously a strong man.

Mr. Ximen is good at using folding fans. King Zuo Wu taught him the secret technique of "annihilating ghosts and gods with one fan". He is an excellent figure in the field of fans, but he is a profligate and cannot concentrate on martial arts. His internal skills are relatively vain.

Not everyone has the luxury of spending money.

Famous prodigal sons in the world, such as Lu Xiaofeng, Chu Liuxiang, Wen Lianggong, or the older generation Ye Di, are all gifted people who can achieve enlightenment at any time.

If you don't have high enough talent, the result will be like Duan Zhengchun, with many internal flaws.

Young Master Ximen is even inferior to Duan Zhengchun.

Duan Zhengchun has a profound inheritance from the Duan family in Dali and has countless nourishing elixirs. What does Mr. Ximen have? The property left by his parents has long been consumed in Qin Lou and Chu Pavilion.

Shen Lian flew up through the air, creating wind under his feet, and Tian Zanji was ready to go. Just when the strength of the two reached seven feet in front of him, the terrifying strength fell from the sky.

The crippled feet of the gods and the chaos of demons!

Overlapping leg shadows bombarded down, and fierce kicks came from all directions. The iron umbrella in Zhang Xuao's hand was blown into a tattered cattail leaf fan, and the exploded umbrella bones shot towards his internal organs, nailing him to the wall behind him.

Mr. Ximen waved his folding fan wildly.

His fan is a carefully crafted magic weapon. It says on the front, those who follow me will prosper, and on the back, it says, those who go against me, will perish.

The fan circled around, bursting out a fierce and violent force. At the same time, the five fingers flipped around, gathering the fan that had been opened and closed several times, and used it as a short stick.

A narrow escape from death and a life of soul!

This is Mr. Ximen's most powerful killing move, and it is also his most proud move in his life. Even if Shen Lian can blast through the Gang Qi and the stick shadow, the folding fan can also shoot out three steel needles.

Use a point to break the surface and pierce the Yongquan point.

It has to be said that warriors who use fans will basically have some troublesome tasks. Even decent people like Zhu Cong will assist "Kong Kong".

Shen Lian snorted coldly, and the energy that filled the sky turned into an earth-shattering kick, like a demon stretching out its sharp claws.

The sky is broken and the earth is shattering!

The big feet that reached the sky fell from the sky, and in the horrified gaze of Mr. Ximen, the shadows of their feet struck him fiercely, trampling him into a meat pie.

Shen Lian used two moves in a row to kill Zhang Xuao and Master Ximen. Although the speed was extremely fast, it still took time to accumulate energy to launch the move, which lasted for at least three seconds.

For a master like Sima Huangfen, this time is enough for him to land dozens of punches.

Sima Huangfen did not take action.

He neither took advantage of the opportunity nor rescued his companions, because he felt that death was a very noble thing, not miserable and despairing.

Death is not terrible, because death is not only the end of a life journey, but also the beginning of the body and soul being liberated and rising to a new realm.

As long as the death is exciting enough and heroic enough, as long as it is not died in obscurity on the bed, then it is worthy of excitement and it is a death without regrets.

It is difficult for normal people to understand his ideas, and he does not need others to understand, he will only practice them.

Or send others to understand death.

Or embrace death yourself.

"Sima Huangfen, are you ready?"

"I've been waiting for a long time!"

Sima Huangfen punched Shen Lian in the chest and abdomen.

Three blows to death·Little rest!

This is a boxing move that Sima Huangfen combined with his experience in killing and summed up his own understanding of death.

Just by looking at his posture and energy when punching, you can tell that he is indeed a master of boxing. Especially after punching, his arrogant face turned as calm as water, and in a daze, he seemed to have turned back into the ordinary Situ Ping.

The power of the fist is like the undercurrent of a river. It looks ordinary on the surface, but in fact it contains sharp fluctuations.

Just like his own experience.

The body of the ordinary Situ Ping was pregnant with the twisted personality of Sima Huangfen. When Sima Huangfen took over his body, he would be completely free.

Three fatal blows·Great relief!

Although Sima Huangfen was mentally twisted, he was by no means a fool and reckless man. When he saw Shen Lian's two kicks, he knew that he was no match for Shen Lian. Therefore, he struck with both fists, combining hardness and softness, creating a cycle of life and death. .

One fist exudes a strong aura of death, and you can even smell the smell of corpses, which makes people feel chilly in their hearts.

The gentle breeze blowing from a fist is calm and gentle, like a warm spring breeze, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

The perfect fusion of completely different artistic conceptions and the natural strength, it seems like it should be like this.

This is definitely not a fight between hands, nor is it the intersection of yin and yang, but an extremely distorted personality, causing schizophrenia, with different personalities controlling the body together.

There was an expression of reverence on Sima Huang's grave, like a loyal believer kneeling before the Buddha.

He is wholeheartedly loyal to death, and he is definitely not deliberately saying nonsense to increase the power of his attacks or to use more sinister and sinister tricks.

This is the truest feeling in his heart.

It can also make people experience the most twisted madness.

If he arrives in the mythical world, this person may become a giant demon lord or a ghost from the underworld.

Therefore, Shen Lian decided to help him.

Go to the underworld and face the death you expect!

The roar of an explosive tiger roared in, sounding like thunder but not thunder. It was as if someone was beating a big drum in mid-air, mixed with the sharpness of crackling gold and stone.

Tiger's Roaring Emperor's Fist· Roaring the Lake and the Sea Again!

The two fists collided violently, and a radius of several dozen feet seemed to turn into an underworld, full of ghosts crying and howling, and ghosts beating wildly, causing the soul to fall into hell forever.

The next moment, the white tiger tore up the surrounding space, tearing all the fairies, ghosts, and underworld ghosts into pieces, and the surrounding death energy was swept away in an instant.

Sima Huangfen felt a surge of extremely strong fist power, which instantly shattered his own fist power, shattered the body-protecting aura, and hit his chest.

The ribs were cracked and broken, the broken bone stubble pierced into the internal organs, and the chest was soft and sunken.

Sima Huangfen, who was arrogantly begging for death, fell to the ground like mud. All the bones in his body were shattered, and his meridians were broken by the force of the fist, leaving him no longer alive.

Shen Lian didn't want to hear his last words.

Who wants to listen to the ramblings of a madman?

On the other side, Guihai Bailian saw the opportunity and swung his sword to kill Mo Sangei. Du Lian was killed and his left and right branches were in danger, but she was too fast with the sword. Even if it was mostly a feint, she did not dare to attack at will. .

I'm afraid even Du Lian didn't expect that a party arranged by King Zuo Wu would turn out like this.

Of course she knew that she couldn't run away.

Shen Lian would not give her a chance to escape.

Guihai Bailian is even less likely to give her a chance.

This is a duel between swordsmen. It depends on whose sword is faster, harder, stronger and more powerful. The winner will live and the loser will die.

At the critical moment of life and death, Du Lian instead inspired the strongest power in her body, the bloody phoenix, which cried wantonly.

The martial arts of the thirteen murderers vary greatly.

Sima Huangfen ranked first with an absolute advantage, while Du Lian ranked second with his lightning-fast sword skills.

Her knife was just too fast.

Even without the charm of his appearance, Du Lian is still the top swordsman in the world, as strong as Guihai Bailian, and he is extremely excited when facing Du Lian's lightning-fast sword skills.

In fact, if Guihai Bailian slowed down his sword speed and swung it to attack, Du Lian would be killed within three moves. However, he had never seen such a fast sword and wanted to see clearly, so he entangled with Du Lian and inspired her full potential.

"Guihai Bailian, I will kill you!"

Yin Kong Sword Technique·Blood Drinking Phoenix Lotus!

Du Lian rushed towards Guihai Bailian with a vitality that would destroy both jade and stone. A bloody lotus seemed to bloom in mid-air, and the lotus gave birth to a blood phoenix.

Du Lian seemed to have returned to the state of being just born.

Of course, a newly born person cannot have clothes on his body, so Du Lian had no clothes either.

Whether it was a transparent gauze garment or a bellyband embroidered with a blood phoenix, they all flew towards Guihai Bailian, followed closely by Du Lian's thundering and lightning-fast sword.

A look of disappointment flashed across Guihai Bailian's face.

If Du Lian competed with him in sword fighting, he might have used a few more moves. Unexpectedly, at the end of the battle, Du Lian's killing move was still the Charming Sword Skill.

"laugh!"

The blood-drinking sword pierced the air, and the fierce and unrivaled sword light came suddenly, cutting off the Phoenix's head with one blow.

Dominate the world!

The sword flashed, blood burst out, and the head fell to the ground.

Guihai Bailian was a little angry: "Is this the opponent you found for me? Is this a master swordsman? Is this guy from the Yingui Sect or the Tianming Sect?"

Shen Lian joked: "Uncle-in-law, you should not think about these things now, but think about how to get rid of the smell of powder on your body, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences."

Guihai Bailian said angrily: "Fart! I never do anything like looking for flowers and asking for help. Huanong believes in me."

"You went out with me. Although I am not a carefree prodigal, I still have a beautiful wife and concubine in my arms. My aunt may believe you, but she definitely won't believe me."

"Then what do you think we should do?"

"Let's go have a drink and cover up the smell of makeup with the smell of alcohol so that my aunt won't be able to tell."

"Let's go to Taibai Tower. I remember there are fine wines that have been stored for more than a hundred years. You kid pays the bill!"