my wife is god catcher

Chapter 180 Ten battles and ten decisive battles, a battle turned upside down

"boom!"

A fist hit Li Jinyu's back.

The one who made the attack seemed to be a dirty old beggar, but at the moment of the attack, he revealed his white face and beardless face, as well as a sinister aura.

He's a - eunuch!
Li Jinyu swung the gun with his right hand, sweeping away everything in a three-foot radius, and swung his palm upward with his left hand, superimposed continuously.

It was already the sixth month of the lunar calendar at this time, and there was not much water vapor in the apricot forest, but there was just a round of melee, and the surroundings were surrounded by stinky blood, which was instantly condensed into ice knives and ice swords by the palm force.

Wind knife frost sword!

It was no secret that Li Jinyu's icy palm was long gone. Although everyone was curious about why Li Jinyu could practice Yin and Yang together, no one thought there was anything wrong with using a blood-coagulated knife.

"Crackling!"

Accompanied by a burst of explosions, all the ice knives and ice swords were smashed to pieces by the old eunuch's heavy fist.

The old eunuch's speed did not slow down at all, and he punched Li Jinyu's left palm together, followed by a look of surprise.

The fists and palms clashed, but there was not even the slightest bit of cold air, and what came over was a soft and dark energy.

This move looks like a icy palm, but it is actually the newly learned Bone Transforming Palm. The palm is extremely soft and penetrating, and can directly reach the internal organs.

"Yuck~"

The old eunuch spat out blood, followed by a burst of yin and yang energy, grinding away Li Jinyu's palm strength like a millstone.

Li Jinyu, who was bombarded by the punch, felt seven different forces in this punch.

Or fierce, or feminine, or soft, or soft, or roundabout, or straight, or retracted!
The seven layers of fist strength are superimposed on each other, and the penetrating power of the fist strength is no less than that of Hua Gu Mian Palm. It is actually an extremely profound internal boxing technique.

This is... the Seven Injuries Fist of the Kongtong School!
There is no need for white noodles, eunuchs, Kongtong's unique skills!

Li Jinyu realized in an instant that this old eunuch who had been hiding for a long time must be Hai Dafu from the Qing Dynasty.

He is indeed Hai Dafu!
Hai Dafu originally came to meet Quan Guanqing, but he accidentally joined the battle. Seeing Li Jinyu approaching gradually, he wanted to get rid of this outstanding person from the Central Plains.

Unexpectedly, Li Jinyu not only discovered his traces long ago, but also had such a vicious palm technique.

If he missed a single blow, he could not escape, Hai Dafu knew that he would die this time, so he immediately increased his kung fu.

"You thief, you will be a great enemy in the future. Even if our family fights to the death today, we will get rid of you!"

"What kind of onion are you!"

Li Jinyu snorted coldly, and pressed three points harder on his left hand, and the cold air of the silkworm came out through his body.

Hai Dafu's foundation is weak, he practiced the Kongtong School Seven Injuries Boxing and Yin Yang Grinding forcibly, his viscera were already severely damaged, he felt severe pain in his heart and lungs when he was hit by the cold air of the ice silkworm.

"Ah~~"

Hai Dafu screamed like a male duck, his palm strength was inevitably affected, and his speed suddenly slowed down.

How could Li Jinyu miss this good opportunity, the spear with his right hand swept across the army, and Hai Dafu was blasted into two pieces!
After killing Hai Dafu with one blow, Li Jinyu didn't stop the spear in his hand, but drew an arc along the trend, turning clockwise once, and then stabbing towards the lower right.

"boom!"

A boulder exploded, revealing the Dongying warrior hiding behind the boulder. This man was holding a samurai sword, his face was extremely sinister, and his aura was even more powerful than that of Wuhua.

"Name, the nameless ghost will never die under my gun!"

Li Jinyu snorted coldly, but these words were pure nonsense. In a round of berserk attack just now, Li Jinyu killed three or forty people, basically all of them were unknown people.

At least eighty-ninety percent of the people killed by Li Jinyu, Li Jinyu didn't know their names.

Asking this person's name was not for etiquette, but to guess his identity.

"Yagyu Shinin-ryu, Katayama Satoshi!"

"The Yagyu family? What happened to the two eldest ladies of the Yagyu family? We are old acquaintances!"

This is not the time to reminisce about the past, but Katayama Satoshi knows Li Jinyu's advanced martial arts, so he doesn't mind exchanging a few words in exchange for some breathing space.

"Miss is well now..."

"It turns out that you are not from the Yagyu family, maybe you are an opponent of the Yagyu family, and you want to lure me into a trap!"

Before the words fell, the spear stabbed out.

Li Jinyu deliberately mentioned the Liusheng family in order to test this person's knowledge of the Liusheng family.

The two eldest ladies of the Liusheng family, Liusheng Xueji and Liusheng Piaoxu, since Duan Tianya has returned, it means that Liusheng Xueji is dead, how can there be any safety?
Of the samurai families in Japan, the Yagyu family is the most famous, but it does not mean that there is only the Yagyu family.

But the "Yagyu" this person said is false, but his name may not be wrong, Katayama Satoshi?

His mind turned, and the spear was not slow at all, like a crossbow shooting straight into Pian Shancong's throat.

It should be noted that the sword gods and sword masters of Japan, no matter how famous their names, basically use guns on the battlefield, even the martial god Miyamoto Musashi is no exception.

Katayama Satoshi, as a Japanese warrior, respected Miyamoto Musashi like a god, so he naturally knew how powerful the spear was.

In particular, Li Jinyu's shot was overbearing and boundless, with a demeanor that looked down on the world, and his awe-inspiring and terrifying power made Satoshi Katayama look greedy.

I thought in my heart that if I mastered such a unique skill, wouldn't I be able to compete with Miyamoto Musashi in the future?

With this in mind, Satoshi Katayama slashed his sword horizontally towards the five fingers of Li Jinyu's right hand, and with his left hand, he pulled out the short knife around his waist and stabbed at Li Jinyu's chest and abdomen.

This move was fast and ruthless, even more ruthless than Wuhua's windward slash. In terms of the practice of Dongying swordsmanship, Katayama Satoshi is far above Wuhua.

Every time he took a step forward, he shouted loudly, and his aura continued to increase, making the saber aura more and more ruthless.

Behind Satoshi Katayama, there were still nine Dongying warriors who pulled out their katana swords and surrounded Li Jinyu in a fan shape. They wanted to bully the few with the more.

Holding a long spear, Li Jinyu was not afraid of group battles. Today, when the long spear showed its sharpness, so many masters came to him, so much joy in his heart.

The long spear shook slightly, and shot thirteen spear flowers, like pear blossoms blooming, snowflakes flying, white spear lights scattered and shooting, beautiful and beautiful.

There were only three explosions of "Dang Dang Dang", the cold light flickered, and the three samurai swords were blown away by Li Jinyu.

Li Jinyu walked away with the gun, swimming like a fish among the nine warriors, holding the gun in his right hand and tucking it in at his waist, with his left palm out, followed by a sweeping move!
The invincible heroic arrogance, the invincible fighting spirit in the nine heavens and ten earths, and the fearless heroism in the world are undoubtedly revealed in this move.

This is no longer Murong Chui's Beiba Spear, but a peerless sharp spear that belongs exclusively to Li Jinyu.

The marksmanship has no name, and does not need a name, because the marksmanship is Li Jinyu himself, and it is Li Jinyu's natural sway when he is full of fighting spirit.

The cold moon flashed across, and the four Dongying warriors were cut in half by a sharp knife. Li Jinyu flicked his wrist lightly, spreading a rainstorm.

In the vast space in front of him, the shadow of the gun rolled and rolled, and the energy of Chi Chi collided with the Pentium, forming a green aura.

While the gun shadow was hesitating, everyone was within the attack range. Although Satoshi Katayama charged repeatedly, they were all forced back by the gun light, roaring anxiously.

Such mighty, ardent, domineering, and decisive marksmanship is so majestic, even if Li Ruohai and Zhuge Zhengwo saw it, they would applaud loudly.

Li Jinyu's firepower was fully fired, and all the scorching energy and blood brought by the Wujue Divine Art had been fully integrated into the spear technique.

If you don't move, you will die, if you move, you will kill.

Like a python leaving a cave, like a dragon leaping over Bojin, like a tiger swallowing a sheep, like a golden eagle jumping at a rabbit, like a thunderbolt, brave like a thunderbolt, strong enough to carry a tripod, strong enough to pull a mountain.

The long spear is like a flying dragon, wandering freely in the smoke and dust in the sky, galloping and rushing in the sea of ​​corpses and blood.

Those who came up, whether they were elite disciples of the Tianli Sect or Dongying warriors, just swung their spears and swirled, blood splashed into the sky, fell to the ground and howled.

Only the king of cold weapons like guns can do this kind of wanton and insolent blood churning.

Li Jinyu is not the only one who is wanton and arrogant.

Qiao Feng has completely entered the state of a god of war, cutting horizontally and vertically with a knife and a stick, opening and closing, and making ten swings and ten decisive moves.

The edge of the knife was not cut, so he threw it casually, and grabbed a new weapon. The steel rod was bent, and the right hand was lightly grasped towards the front, and it was another weapon.

Although he doesn't practice many martial arts skills, his inborn God of War talent allows him to display [-]% or even [-]% of its power no matter what weapon he holds.

Even soft whips, lassoes, and flying rings are invincible magical weapons in Qiao Feng's hands.

Qiao Feng was like a mad tiger, like a ghost, slashing and killing from east to west, rushing wildly.

The masters of Tianli Sect stepped forward to fight, but they were all killed by him with faster, fiercer, more ruthless, and more precise moves.

The Tianli Sect uses magic to confuse people's hearts, and the Dongying warriors are even more vicious and easy to kill. They are not cowardly people who are afraid of death.

It can be seen that Qiao Feng's power is so powerful, the leader is entangled by the masters beside him, and there is no one to command, so they have a little bit of intention to retreat, and some even ran away.

Qiao Feng laughed wildly, and threw away the half-cut steel knife in his hand, leaving only a water-worn steel whip.

It should be noted that weapons such as whips and maces are nothing more than an iron rod, but the shape and structure are slightly different, and the techniques are also different because of this.

This water-milled steel whip is about four feet long, so it is natural for others to use the whip method, but Qiao Feng has long hands and feet, and the four-foot steel whip is like a short stick in his hands.

Coincidentally, he knows a great skill.

Picking epileptic dogs with sticks, hitting dogs obliquely on the back, leading dogs into the village, pulling dogs' tails to death, beating double dogs with sticks, beating dogs' heads with sticks, chasing dogs in poor alleys, beating double mastiffs horizontally, interlacing dogs...

Qiao Feng seldom used the dog-beating stick technique, but after being a leader for eight full years, the dog-beating stick technique was precocious.

The name of this cudgel method is not good, but the moves are very subtle, and the changes are also quite subtle, fast and slow, hard and soft, light and heavy.

As for why he didn't use the dog-beating stick, it wasn't because of inner entanglement, but because this thing was more symbolic than actual, and it was just a short emerald stick.

In this level of melee, if you are a little careless, you may be bombarded into pieces.

Rather than expending qi to surround the dog-beating stick, it is better to use a tough iron stick like a steel whip.

Qiao Feng used the steel whip to perform the stick technique, with wide open and closed moves, which should have deviated from the true meaning of the dog-beating stick technique, but every time the steel whip in his hand made a move, it would definitely kill one person.

In martial arts competitions, what one seeks is victory, and one who can win is good martial arts. If one blindly pursues what is true and false, wouldn't it violate the basic principles of martial arts?

When Qiao Feng made a move, although he opened and closed widely, he didn't just blindly force it, but was firm and soft according to his heart.

When making a move, he used his left hand to cooperate with the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. As he fought, he unconsciously entered a mysterious state similar to sudden enlightenment.

After killing so much, is there anyone who can match Li Jinyu and Qiao Feng in fury?
The answer is - yes!

That person is - Iron Hand!
Tie Shou's temperament is quite gentle, making people feel like a spring breeze, but his hands are just like Qiao Feng's.

Whether it is the profound art of the Iron Blood Banner Sect, or the consistent and majestic magical arts of the Zizai Sect, they are all powerful, vigorous and surging secrets.

Master Tie's pair of iron arms is famous in the world, once the iron hands are invincible, how can he be an idler?

Under the influence of the consistent magical power, whether it is a sweeping arm, or a big banner wind and cloud palm, it is a single move, the group of demons retreat, and the tendons are broken.

A pair of iron arms are really iron walls and copper walls, no matter how the enemy attacks, they will never get close.

There were three mighty dragons tossing the river and seas inside, and the imperial army outside was nibbling away step by step. Seeing that the situation was getting worse and worse, the leader of Tianli, Zhao Wuji, couldn't hold back.

"Qiao Feng, give me your life!"

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