Chapter 144 Four Brothers Without Tigers and Leopards
Seeing Zhao Qing suddenly rushing toward everyone, "Yum Knife King" Guan Tianwu was the first to take action.
He had three battles with the "Lord of Yandang Mountain" who was famous for his light kung fu. Although he was defeated, he was still able to escape unscathed, which shows his high level of martial arts and body skills.
A forty-eight-pound Daguan knife jumped into his hand behind his back. The cold light flashed and a cross was drawn in front of him, shrouding Zhao Qing in it.
The wind howled, and the red silk on the back of the sword fluttered backwards, showing a bit of warmth in the sun, but it could not conceal the cold and murderous aura of this move.
"Ruthless and ruthless" Du Tiexin stood close behind him, protecting his chest with one palm and opening the way with his right palm, hiding many dangers between his palms.
It is said that when he was the master of the Hall of Punishment, he had mastered the art of splitting muscles and bones to such an extent that he could painfully see the King of Hell with just a slight scratch and twist.
Decades later, Du Tiexin's palm and fingering skills have obviously further reached the level of proficiency, and he has practiced his viciousness to the core, even enough to compete with his enemy, the Beggar Gang Wang Shibao.
Mrs. Lou Jin stretched and retracted her hands, already wearing her pair of fine steel ape claws. At the same time, her arms grew several inches and flew out like lightning.
I saw a pale blue light flashing, and a pair of claw tips slashed towards Zhao Qing's body like an orthogonal scissor. Once he was hit, he would probably be poisoned and die.
In addition to these relatively top players, there are also "Big-Headed Ghost King" Sikong Dou, "Golden Leopard" Oiran and many other good players.
The fishskin gloves that the oiran had already put on were also flashing with a strange green light, and they were constantly poking in and out of the two leopard leather pouches on his waist, and in an instant, seventy or eighty poisonous darts were fired.
Some of the poison darts suddenly exploded mid-flight, erupting into pieces of highly poisonous fine sand.
Sikong Dou's black and white claws followed closely behind Lou Jin, only half a minute slower than her.
Although he is short in stature, he is very agile in his moves and Qinggong. He vaguely formed a four-claw attack formation with the Lou Jin clan.
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Dozens of fierce air-piercing sounds rang out, vibrating back and forth in the valley where Ghost Villa was located, for a long time.
Dozens of people attacked almost at the same time, attacking in three batches, each batch covering Zhao Qing from all sides.
The space around her cannot accommodate everyone to attack with all their strength. If they are forced to squeeze together, the power will definitely be reduced a lot.
It can be said that these three rounds of alternating offensives are already their peak joint attack performance.
Although Lou Jin and others kept claiming that Zhao Qing must have been poisoned, how could any of the people in the villa, who was not an "old man" who was used to seeing the dangers of the world, completely let go of a foreign master who seemed to have lost his power? Zhao Qing didn't seem to be affected much when they saw him, and everyone took action together without hesitation.
With the martial arts strength of Du Tiexin, Guan Tianwu and others at the top of the list being almost on par with some of the big sect leaders, it is hard for them to believe that their group can be no match for just one person from the other side.
In the world of martial arts, the vast majority of first-rate players believe that although they are not as good as Ye Gucheng, Ximen Chuixue and others, they are at most a step or two behind them.
This is true whether it is the former great masters Wei Ziyun and Yin Xian, or the current Du Tiexin, Guan Tianwu, and Lou Jinshi.
Perhaps, this is due to the excessive praise from others, which confuses their minds and eyes; perhaps, it is because they subconsciously refuse to accept that they are far weaker than others, and are more willing to find some other excuses... In short, it is very useless.
Self-knowledge.
Therefore, Zhao Qingbo broke their illusions without mercy and cruelly.
Her whole body seemed to light up with an ever-expanding ball of light, instantly repelling a series of fierce attacks from everyone.
The sword light flashed extremely fast, like a bucket of mercury poured down from the sky, pouring down, instead covering the people surrounding her, invading through the gaps between their moves.
Only a few breaths passed.
Guan Tianwu's broadsword suddenly flew out, and along with it sliced off the right shoulder of the person next to him. The front half of it was inserted into the surface of the underground rock, which was stronger than fine steel. The arm still holding the handle of the knife was shaking slightly in the wind.
Shake, tremble.
Lou Jin's stainless steel ape claws were twisted into a ball, and her old and ugly face was also twisted into a ball, and she was thrown to the ground casually like garbage.
Du Tiexin's palms were covered with grains of poisonous sand. His face was full of green energy and his eyes were green, as if he had seen the King of Hell.
Blood oozed from the oiran's throat and slowly dripped onto the dirt floor.
A bloody eye opened between Sikong Dou's eyebrows, his two bloody hands were curled up, and the black and white on his fingers had faded.
Zhu Fei seemed to have thought about taking advantage of the chaos to escape during the melee, and she had already used her walking skills to escape a distance of three to four feet.
It's a pity that he can no longer continue rolling, because Yu Huan's flying fish bone penetrated his round belly diagonally, nailing his intestines to the ground.
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There are many people who die in such miserable conditions, and they all die in an ungraceful way.
It wasn't Zhao Qing's first time to kill someone, but it was the first time to kill so many first-class players in such a short period of time, which made her feel a little emotional.
If Mu Tao Ren had not used these people's unique skills in front of her before, she would probably have to spend several times more effort to deal with them.
She was not only lamenting, but also thinking about the wrong moves and responses they had made, so that she could extract the gains from this battle.
Suddenly, four less eye-catching shadows fell on the ground in front of her.
Zhao Qing looked up from the pile of corpses and met four thin old men in black.
These four old men came during the middle of the counter-attack, but they just watched quietly from the side and did not participate in it.
They just watched quietly as dozens of people who were also in the villa fell to the ground, with no look of indifference or anger on their faces.
Could it be that these four old men were sure of defeating those people just now? They didn't fight or run away, they just watched quietly.
In any case, the mentality of a person who does not change his expression when encountering a powerful enemy is definitely far beyond ordinary people.
Zhao Qing has already guessed their identities. These four old men should be the four brothers Wuhu, Wushi, Wuxiang and Wubao who killed countless people in the past, and then first joined Shaolin and then rebelled.
She has already guessed the reason why they did not participate in the siege.
In order to see clearly their opponents' martial arts moves without taking risks, the four Wuhu brothers easily gave up on the others, just wanting to increase their own winning rate in the process.
In fact, based on their tacit understanding of joining forces as direct brothers, and considering that there are not too many people to crowd in during the siege, if Guan Tianwu, Du Tiexin and others assist them, they may only be doing them a disservice.
After a moment of silence, one of the old men in black suddenly clasped his hands together and said, "I, the Buddha, are merciful. These people died because of the benefactor, and they deserved the calamity."
Another old man in black took a step forward, stepped on a solid rock protruding from the earth, and said: "The donor's skill is amazing, but our four brothers are by no means weaker than others. There is no need for you and me to have another conflict.
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He slowly retracted his stepped foot, only to see a mark half a foot deep on the rock.