Although Duan Shuiquan's kung fu is not as good as that of the Seven Saints of Wulin, he is still more than capable of dealing with the Poisonous Hornets and his wife. However, his previous plan was to capture the two of them so that he could gather information, so he was a little hesitant. After all, he wanted to kill the two of them.

It was simple, but it was not easy to capture two people alive. He accidentally killed two people.

However, this level of poison is not fatal to Duan Shuiquan, but it would still be disadvantageous to delay it.

Then he shouted loudly, and the moves in his hands suddenly changed!

Li Yue suddenly felt that there were palm prints in all directions, and the violent energy began to sweep around like a strong wind, causing burning pain on people's bodies.

Li Yue had no idea that Duan Shuiquan had such strength, and was immediately forced to retreat. Even with the help of his own Qinggong, he still managed to dodge extremely reluctantly.

"Walk!"

Seeing that his wife was cornered by Duan Shuiquan, Xuandehai didn't care so much anymore. He raised his hands frequently, and countless cold stars went straight towards Duan Shuiquan. He now knew very well that the two of them were no match for Duan Shuiquan. The current

Duan Shuiquan was like a wounded lion, and the wounded beast was even more terrifying.

It actually doesn't matter whether you go to Hangzhou or not. It's not worth it if you lose your life because of going to Hangzhou.

"Little tricks!"

Duan Shuiquan shouted, waving his hand and grabbing, he actually caught all the hidden weapons in his hand. The next moment, the others seemed to have disappeared on the spot, and in an instant they were approaching Xu Dehai.

Xu Dehai never expected that Duan Shuiquan was tall and tall, but was so good at Qinggong. He had no time to dodge, but Duan Shuiquan pinched his neck, then turned around sharply, looked at Li Yue next to him, and said: "Are you still fighting?

"

"He won't kill me, leave quickly!"

Xuandehai shouted loudly.

Li Yue looked at her husband, smiled sadly, loosened her hands, and the two daggers in her hands fell to the ground with a clink, and said: "Gang leader Duan, if you want to kill or behead, please do as you wish!"

Duan Shuiquan quickly sealed the Xuandehai acupoint, and then said: "I have no intention of killing you, just come with me!"

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Zhao Yuan and the purple-clothed woman's target, Tu Maofeng, ran all the way after leaving Liu's house. When they were halfway there, they suddenly encountered several injured Beggar Clan disciples who were retreating in a hurry. They quickly stopped to ask, but the Beggar Clan disciples did not

To hide it, it turned out that they were originally responsible for keeping an eye on Mao Feng, and then a man appeared from nowhere and fought with Mao Feng. When they saw this, they stepped forward to help, but they knew that they were no match for others and suffered heavy casualties.

.

Mao Feng is considered a master in the martial arts world, and the best way to deal with masters is to be a master. Generally, the human sea tactics of gangs in the martial arts world have no effect at all, unless they are the army.

After hearing this, the two people's expressions immediately became solemn, and they immediately ran in the direction pointed by the disciples of the Beggar Clan. However, they had some doubts in their hearts: The division of labor in dealing with the four people had already been clearly defined, and the information could not be leaked, so why would anyone else rush to them?

Got into a fight with someone in front of him and others?

Gradually, the two of them could hear the sound of fighting, and after a while they arrived at a dense forest. At this moment, in an open space in the dense forest, a burly man holding two giant axes was attacking a man in green, each time

Each ax head made a whirring sound, and the ground was covered with large and small holes made by the axe.

Under his fierce attacks, the man in green relied on his own body skills to deal with him, narrowly avoiding the opponent's giant ax every time, and then faced Mao Feng with his bare hands, seemingly with some ease.

There were more than a dozen corpses scattered around the two people. Among these corpses were beggar disciples in rags and samurai in green clothes. As for the death state, it was a bit horrible. Almost all the corpses were found.

After all, the giant ax that was slaughtered was not a decoration.

"This person is from the Tang Sect. I don't know if he is Tang Qingyun or Tang Qingfeng!"

The woman in purple whispered.

"Tangmen?"

Zhao Yuan said doubtfully.

The woman in purple nodded and said: "Look carefully, Mao Feng is desperately trying to close the distance between the two, but this person from the Tang Sect deliberately keeps a distance. The Tang Sect is good at using poison and hidden weapons. This man Tu

It’s not like he is indestructible, but he is also very fearful. Everyone in the world says that provoking the Tang Clan is like provoking a life-seeking ghost, and no one knows when he will die!”

"They are all crooked things, and I don't see anything special about them!"

There was some dissatisfaction in Zhao Yuan's tone. Zhuge Tian died after being hit by the Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara named Mr. Wuying. Although the world of martial arts is about one person doing things and one person taking responsibility, Mr. Wuying also came from Tang Dynasty.

It is naturally impossible for Zhao Yuan to have a good impression of the Tang Sect.

After saying that, Zhao Yuan pressed his hand on his waist, and a cold light flashed through. The Zhishui Sword was already in his hand, and then he dodged and went straight towards Rentu.

The woman in purple was stunned and looked at Zhao Yuan who was running straight up with some confusion. She was a little confused. How could a person who was usually very calm suddenly seemed to have changed.

On the other side, Zhao Yuan was like a wisp of green smoke, heading straight towards Rentu, the water-stopping sword in his hand piercing Rentu's throat.

"drink!"

Mao Feng shouted loudly and swept forward with an axe.

Zhao Yuan's whole body twisted in disbelief, and the direction of the sword in his hand suddenly changed, and the sword hit the ax head that had struck.

"boom!"

Mao Feng's ax struck the ground hard, and dust suddenly flew up.

Zhao Yuan's sword suddenly bounced up at this moment, and it also stabbed Mao Feng's throat. The water-stopping sword was already sharp, and the coldness seemed to come from Jiuyou, with the breath of death.

However, just as he was about to pierce Mao Feng's throat, he suddenly abandoned the axe, stretched out his big hand, and blocked his throat with his hand.

"Poof!"

Immediately blood splattered everywhere.

The Zhisui Sword had already passed through his palm, and then he grabbed it with his hand and actually grabbed the extremely sharp Zhisui Sword with his hand.

Zhao Yuan subconsciously pulled out with force, but the Zhishui Sword seemed to have taken root and did not move at all.

Zhao Yuan couldn't help but feel horrified.

The next moment, Mao Feng pulled out another ax and struck quickly. The ax head was now covered with saw-like gaps, and the gaps were covered with blood.

"Suffer it!"

The woman in purple clothes couldn't help but have such a sudden change, and she didn't even bother to hide her figure. She just shot straight towards Mao Feng like a sharp arrow.

The men in green clothes on the other side also raised their hands in the air at this moment, and Han Xing headed straight towards the massacre with a strange arc.

However, even if the two of them were very fast, their axes were not slow at all, as if they were fighting to the death but still wanted to take Zhao Yuan's life.

At the moment of crisis, Zhao Yuan let go of his hand and slammed directly into Rentu's arms. Rentu was six feet tall and burly. In comparison, Zhao Yuan was like a child in front of him.

It feels like ants trying to shake a big tree.

Zhao Yuan never thought that he could hit the burly man in front of him. The moment he got closer, he flexed his fingers like claws and went straight to Mao Feng's chest. His other hand was slightly raised like a blue, and he instantly pointed at the big points all over Mao Feng's body.

The Eighteen Forms of the Blood Eagle emphasizes the fierceness of the internal energy, but the flower-twisting finger is feminine. It seems completely impossible for the internal energy in one's body to show two completely different strengths at the same time. However, at this critical moment, how could Zhao Yuan think so much.

The eagle's claws grasped Mao Feng's chest, and now it seemed as if it was grasping on an iron plate.

As for the acupuncture points all over his body being hit with the flower finger, it did not immediately seal his acupuncture points. However, whether it is the Eighteen Blood Eagle postures, the flower finger, or Zhao Yuan's Evil Lord Jue, they are all the same in today's martial arts world.

Mao Feng was not as vulnerable as Wang Quan to Wait Yi's unique skills, but it had some influence on him, and the moves in his hands could not help but slow down slightly for a moment.

Then, at this moment, the ax has arrived.

Zhao Yuan gritted his teeth and concentrated all his internal energy on his back.

"Wow!"

Zhao Yuan's clothes were torn to pieces and blood splattered everywhere.

The whole person was swept away like a worn linen cloth.

All this happened in an instant. With a few pops, all the hidden weapons of the man in green were hit on the back of Ren Tu. The woman in purple was approaching like a ghost. When she saw Zhao Yuan being swept away, her eyes suddenly flashed.

Li, with his palm like a knife, he slashed through with one hand of the knife.

A cold air suddenly appeared out of nowhere and instantly filled the surrounding area. This cold air seemed to freeze one's blood.

There was even a chilling fear in the cold air.

"when!"

The woman in purple slashed Mao Feng's ax directly with her knife.

"Wow!"

The heavy ax actually turned into fragments in an instant, and the broken fragments hit him like shrapnel. Mao Feng was immediately beaten and took a few steps back, with a look of extreme horror on his face.

His arrogance was nowhere to be seen.

Then, he felt a pain in his hand. The Shisui Sword originally inserted in his palm had somehow reached the hand of the woman in purple. The next moment, he felt a pain in his throat. He couldn't help lowering his eyes and looked at the place in front of his throat.

There was a bright long sword stuck in it, and then he suddenly fell to the ground.

The man in Tsing Yi looked at what was happening in front of him in stunned silence. He trembled for a long time. He lost many of his capable men, Tu Maofeng, who was not captured, but he was actually killed in the blink of an eye by her? How good is her kung fu?

After killing Mao Feng, the woman in purple went straight to Zhao Yuan. She saw Zhao Yuan on the ground with his clothes torn on his back and a scar on his back that looked like he had been bitten by a beast. She quickly sealed several acupuncture points around him and asked with concern: "How are you doing?

Already?"

"Still alive!"

Zhao Yuan said reluctantly, knowing that he could not dodge the axe, so he simply took the risk and concentrated all his internal energy on his back. When the ax came near, he turned slightly, and his internal energy burst out fiercely, and then the internal energy burst out.
Chapter completed!