Qixia town catches the gods, patrolling the streets will become stronger

Chapter 157 Calculating the Ledger, Strange Weapons
It turns out that he wanted to win him over again?
Yan Ming carefully looked at the general of the Black Lotus Sect in front of him.

The other party seems to be much stronger than the God of the Underworld, at least now Yan Ming can't see his reality in a short time.

"Do you think I will agree?" Yan Ming said coldly.

"It's all about human effort. If Butou Yan has any dissatisfaction, he can bring it up for discussion."

Yu Lin was smiling all over his face, but still maintained his politeness.

"Yan Butou is a talented person. I am wronged here. I am too humble. Even if it is a six-door door, it is far from a good choice. As long as Yan Butou nods, we will be our own people in the future, and we can ask for it."

Yulin said this and added.

"To be honest, our sage king and prince are very interested in Yan Butou, so we are willing to make an exception for Yan Butou. If it is someone else, there is no chance to bargain."

"As long as Yan Tutou is willing to join my teaching, there is no need to say about his status. You can let Yan Tutou borrow and practice the secret techniques in the teaching. At the same time, the treasure house of the teaching can also be opened to Yan Tutou. You can choose what you like at will. And as long as Yan Butou makes a few contributions in our teaching, he will be able to get personal guidance from the Holy King..."

Yulin said many benefits in one breath, but in his words, he was polite but with a hint of threat.

The meaning is very clear, if Yan Ming nods, all these benefits are his, but if he disagrees, then the other party will not make a waste of time, and must do something.

holy king...

Yan Ming only knew that there was such a leader in the Black Lotus Sect before, but he knew nothing about the other party's other information.

Listening to Yulin mentioning this holy king over and over again, and his words are full of reverence, the strength should be very strong!

But recalling those people from the blood knife ancestor just now, Yan Ming snorted coldly in his heart.

The Pingnan Palace and the Black Lotus Sect are not so thirsty for talents on the surface. Now it seems that they deliberately connected the blood knife ancestor, Li Yichuan, Shangguan Yunxing and others together, and let them come to Qixia Town to find trouble at the same time. A test for myself.

If you lose to their hands, then there is no value in attracting them. If you win, you will have this invitation to join.

Seeing that Yanming still didn't speak, Zheng Tianhe became impatient beside him.

"Boy, we haven't settled the accounts yet. This general will remember the last time you took advantage of others. If you don't know how to praise, then we don't mind to settle the accounts!"

Zheng Tianhe snapped his fingers and said.

After he escaped, with the help of the Black Lotus Sect, he has absorbed two Grandmaster realms one after another these days, and now that technique has become a little less than half, and finally passed the most difficult period.

Now Zheng Tianhe will no longer go crazy and lose his mind at every turn, but his combat power has actually improved a lot.

Yu Lin also reminded beside him.

"Yan Butou, I advise you not to have too many fantasies. Joining us is the right choice. General Zheng has already fallen into the hands of those fanboys, but he can still hide without anyone noticing it." Get out, Captain Yan, you are a smart person, you should be able to figure out the key points."

Yan Ming had already thought of this. Zheng Tianhe's ability to escape could only mean that even the imperial court had already lurked the opponent's people. Only by cooperating inside and outside could such an effect be achieved.

This is also enough to show that the opponent's hidden forces under the water.

"what!"

While the two of them were looking at Yan Ming and waiting for him to make a statement, there was a burst of noise around them.

Some members of the Black Lotus Sect who were hiding nearby jumped out one after another, chasing a large number of Jade Bees behind them.

Even a few pseudo-grandmasters cultivated by the Black Lotus Sect had no way to deal with the Jade Bee for a while.

They struck with a palm mixed with true energy, and a group of jade bees scattered into dots, but at most they turned a few somersaults in the air, delaying the trajectory, but did not cause much loss, and instead gathered from more directions come over.

"With so many people in ambush nearby, it seems that the sincerity of the two of you is not enough!" Yan Ming's eyes showed sarcasm.

"Ugh!"

God General Yulin sighed, knowing that his rhetoric still failed to impress the other party, and the win over was a failure.

"Yan Butou, you will soon regret this choice!"

While talking, Yu Lin took out a strange weapon from his body.

Yan Ming looked at it intently, and couldn't help being surprised, the shape seemed to be a ball of thread, if he didn't feel the opponent's true intentions from above, he wouldn't be able to tell that it was a weapon at all.

At first glance, it looks like it is used by an old lady in the country to weave clothes.

But if you observe carefully, you will find that these lines of the other party are made of unknown materials, shining with a light silver light, and each thread on it is very thin.

Zheng Tianhe also moved his wrist, showing a belligerent look on his face.

"God general, it's this guy who spoiled our good deeds, and caused me to be exposed in advance, and almost died. Let me deal with him first, and take a good breath of anger. If it doesn't work, God will take action again."

Zheng Tianhe proposed with confidence.

But God General Yulin shook his head slowly.

"No, if you want to do something, let's do it together. Today I'm not here to vent your personal grievances, but to take his life..."

Before he finished the last word, the ball of thread in Yu Lin's hand unexpectedly became smaller.

"not good!"

Fortunately, Yan Ming was always on guard against the opponent, and was ready to fight at any time. The moment he sensed the killing intent, he jumped up and left the ground like lightning.

At the same time, dots of bumps emerged from the soil on the ground. To be precise, a fluffy silk thread drilled out of the ground inexplicably, lifting up part of the soil.

Because it was dark night, the silk thread was extremely thin, if you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to find it at all. Instead, it seemed that invisible rain suddenly fell on the ground, splashing a little dirt.

"hiss……"

Countless silk threads rolled towards Yanming from different directions.

But the silk thread came fast, Yan Ming moved even faster, escaped from the enemy's encirclement, and a few threads scraped across the soles of his feet.

However, before Yan Ming could make a move, another batch of lines rolled up again.

There are really too many lines, there are hundreds of them all around in the blink of an eye, drawing them silently.

Yan Ming slashed the edge of the knife and landed on the silk thread, which did slow down the opponent's speed, but his sharp blade was cut into many small pieces, and then the power disappeared.Changing the trajectory one after another, passing through some surrounding bushes or low trees.

In an instant, these plants were cut silently.

And as Yanming dodged, many surrounding plants were cut into many pieces by the silk thread, and the cuts were extremely smooth.

As the silk thread passed by, there was no trace of stagnation, just like being strangled on water tofu.

Accompanied by these, the volume of the ball of silk thread in the hands of God General Yulin also kept decreasing.

Yanming's eyesight technique looked, only to find that these almost transparent lines were pierced into the ground along the body of God General Yulin, and then launched an attack.

This kind of fighting method is simply weird, Yan Ming has never heard of it!

More importantly, there are so many silk threads with thousands of threads, but the other party is as orderly as the ones growing out of his own body, and there is no chaos at all. Practiced to an extremely advanced level.

After Yan Ming dodged a few times, the space around him became narrower and narrower, and all the up, down, left, and right sides were blocked by these silk threads that rushed up.

A large net was formed in all directions, and then pressed towards the middle.

Under the eyesight technique, Yan Ming could even see the air currents in the air, which were cut into many small pieces by these silk threads.

The zhenqi I put out was not of much use when it hit these silk threads, and was easily cut.

Its sharpness cannot be described in words.

This attack method is too weird, no wonder the opponent has the confidence to kill him.

But Yan Ming didn't panic at all, and a flash of determination flashed in his eyes.

He just slashed out the blade one after another, and he probably tested the strength of the silk thread.

Suddenly, the knife in Yan Ming's palm shone brightly.

The clumsy front's jet-black blade seemed to be different from before, emitting a ray of light.

"Let's see who is more profitable!"

Before he finished speaking, Yan Ming swung his knife and slashed at the silk thread.

"Pong!"

The extremely sharp silk thread failed to cut through Yan Ming's weapon, but instead sank downward, and then rolled up along the way.

Yan Ming fiddled with the knife back and forth in his palm, and quickly wrapped dozens of silk threads around it.

"Ok?"

Faced with this scene, even God General Yulin was surprised, with a faint sense of foreboding.

"open!"

The clumsy front trembled rapidly, and a phantom was drawn on the blade, and at the same time, pure qi and extremely sharp blade intent burst out.

These silk threads were cut off abruptly!
The silk thread on the knife body instantly turned into broken pieces one by one, and lost the communication with the true energy of God General Yu Lin, and fell powerlessly.

General Yulin was surprised, and then fixed his eyes on the knife in Yanming's hand.

He had already seen before that Yan Ming's knife was different, but he didn't take it to heart.

Because his silk threads are made of special materials, obtained from the treasure house of the Black Lotus Cult, and coupled with their fineness, the sharpness brought by them has never met an opponent.

Even some of the more powerful swords and swords were lost by his hands.

I didn't expect that today I made an eye shot!

Yan Ming was able to smash his silk thread easily, thanks to this knife.

But what kind of knife is it, why have I never heard of it?
The information I got always said that Yan Ming used a blood knife snatched from Baoxiang. Where did he get this precious knife?

Many questions came to mind.

However, for a moment, his eyes stayed on Zhuofeng, and he seemed to think of something in his heart, and he seemed to have a little impression...

"I come!"

Seeing that Yan Ming was about to break out from the siege of silk threads, Zheng Tianhe rushed forward and smashed it with his fists.

His fist is good at facing the wind, and the fist quickly became the size of a washbasin, very oppressive.

Zheng Tianhe wanted to show his shame, so he did not hold back.

Yan Ming's eyes froze, and he waved his hand to meet him.

It seemed that he was going to grab the opponent head-on, but when the punch was handed over, the strength in his hand suddenly became nothingness.

The opponent's fist seems to have penetrated into a hollow.

If it was just Kongming Fist, then there would be no follow-up, but Yan Ming's Tai Chi Kungfu combined with Kongming Fist.

With a hook and a lure in his hand, he suddenly turned from fiction to reality.

With the help of the power of the opponent's fist, the sharp claws suddenly rose in momentum, and returned with stronger force.

"Stab!"

The five claws grasped the opponent's arm abruptly, directly scratched Zheng Tianhe's protective qi, and smashed his sleeves.

But even so, there were only a few scratches on Zheng Tianhe's arm, and none of them were injured!
But even so, Zheng Tianhe was taken aback.

The last time we met, Yan Ming's kung fu was not so superb!

In the past, the main thing was to unload the force, but now you can use your own punches to in turn increase the strength of the opponent's attack. This is the real essence of using force to strike.

Fortunately, Zheng Tianhe was born in the army, and he is especially good at foreign martial arts. He has trained a whole body of copper skin and iron bones, so he didn't suffer any disadvantages.

But there was still a burning pain in his arm.

"you wanna die!"

Zheng Tianhe was furious, he lost face in front of Yulin, he was eager to get it back, and the offensive rained down.

"This time I won't hold back any more, I'll just take your life and see how you can escape!"

Yan Ming's whole body was full of aura, and it was only at this moment that he completely released [-]% of his strength.

Flying with one hand, he absorbed most of the opponent's terrifying punch in the blink of an eye, and then used his strength to strike again.

This time, Zheng Tianhe was prepared in advance, no longer hard-wired, and hastily dodged.

However, when it comes to lightness kung fu and physical skills, he is a bit worse than Yan Ming, not at the same level at all.

Just dodging away, when he looked up, he saw Yan Ming's face appearing not far in front of him, following him like a ghost.

"what!"

Zheng Tianhe let out a low cry, but suddenly spotted a rope thrown by Yan Ming to his side.

It seemed that a poisonous snake had found its prey in the air and climbed up instantly.

Zheng Tianhe had experienced the power of the Dragon Binding Rope last time, and he knew that this thing was very dangerous, so he didn't dare to make contact with the opponent, so he dodged it hastily.

However, on the way he dodged, Yan Ming flew out with a claw!
"Aren't you going to settle the score with me? Let's try it out!"

Yanming's voice rang in his ears.

The power of the claws was unprecedentedly strong. This time, instead of relying on force to strike, it directly relied on its strong strength to forcibly crush Zheng Tianhe's fist.

This is an almost invincible force, Zheng Tianhe never thought that someone in his own realm would be able to cultivate his inner strength to such a mighty level!
He was taken aback, and just about to resist, the sharp claws had already grabbed his arm from an incredible angle.

What method is this?
Before he could react, he suddenly felt an extremely dangerous aura spreading from Yan Ming's sharp claws!

"What is this?"

Before he could react, the spikes formed by the condensed qi directly tore his body surface and penetrated deeply into the skin.

Zheng Tianhe's proud foreign martial arts didn't seem to have any effect at all, and was directly pierced by these spikes!

Zheng Tianhe's scream resounded all over the place.

(End of this chapter)