The Omnipresent Martial Arts Sage

Wei He stood in the alley, motionless, looking at the black corpse on the ground.

If the opponent's strength is not strong, it will only cost one blood, but one blood is an irresistible level to those who have not practiced martial arts.

At this level, most people only need to find a suitable martial arts, study hard for a few more than ten years, and add sufficient resources to achieve it.

Unless it is a pig-like junk qualification, most people can achieve first blood.

This is Taizhou, a place where martial arts are popular, and there are more resources. If you are in Feiye City, you don't have so many blood...

Wei He sighed and raised his hand abruptly. The rainy mark swelled up and his fingers moved forward.

In the darkness, a bit of cold light happened to be hit by his finger and fell to the ground.

There was a crisp ding, and the thing seemed to be made of metal.

Wei He looked towards the direction where the hidden weapon was flying, only to see a dark shadow quickly fleeing.

He didn't chase, and waiting for support at this time was the best response.

Waited for a while in the alley. Yang Xue didn't wait, but two men with a healthy body rushed into the alley.

When the two saw the corpse of the man in black on the ground, they rushed forward and punched Wei He from left to right.

The fist wind brought two whistling sounds. Just listening to the sound of breaking through the air, you know how strong the power is.

It seems to be wearing metal gloves.

Wei He's heart was calm, and lightning moved forward with two fingers.

The fingers that covered the rain seal were the fingers. At this time, his fingers were already indestructible under the strengthening of the three martial arts of the three blood.

Even if the other two three-blood martial arts are not used, the strength of the rain-covering and cloud-gathering skills will be raised to an extremely high level.

The two men felt that something was wrong, and instead of waiting to fight each other, at the same time, they closed their hands and raised their hands despite the backlash of energy and blood.

After two puffs, a large piece of lime flew away, and Wei He's eyes were dim.

But he stood still, stroked his toes down on the body of the man in black, and immediately pulled it under his feet and stepped on it.

Soon, he felt someone pulling the corpse under his feet.

The lime fluttered, and the opponent pulled it hard, but did not pull.

"Hurry up!" One person fired on the road.

"I pulled it, I can't pull it!" the other person replied.

"Use a little bit!"

"No, I'm caught by something."

Puff, there are two more limes flying, and the lime that is about to fall has thickened again.

Wei Hekuo remained motionless, stepping on the corpse with one foot, speechless.

The corpse under his feet began to be pulled again, his heart moved slightly, he had roughly judged the correct position, and was about to kill the two people.

But immediately, he stopped and stood still.

The opponent ran away.

"Interesting." Wei He patted the lime on his hair and turned around.

At the other end of the alley, a few catches were coming late.

A tall man with thick and strong lower legs, but a little thin upper body, strode closer.

"Wei catches his head." He clasped his fists.

"Wang catches his head. This is the first scene of the crime. There was one murderer who was wearing night clothes and was shot by me. The other two escaped. There was no trace of the scene." Wei He clasped his fists and said quickly.

"Okay, leave it to me next, it's hard work." Wang Catou is the real official in charge of the town's yamen.

Unlike those temporarily hired by Wei He, this one is a real official.

Wei He nodded and didn't say much, stepped back and gave space to the opponent.

Only he gave way.

A gray shadow suddenly rushed in behind the crowd.

The gray shadow speed block, silently, flashed lightly between the three catchers, and rushed straight towards Wang Catch's head.

"Bold!" Wang Coutou let out a cold snort, his right leg flew up, and he slammed hard towards the opponent.

Bang! !

There was an explosion.

Wang Catch's head snorted, and he was hit by the gray shadow with a palm and flew out, hitting the wall of the alley. Blood spurted out on the spot.

He was a dignified three-blood master, but he was seriously injured after only one encounter.

The gray shadow quickly rushed towards the last Wei He.

Wei He is also clear-hearted, knowing that the opponent must be related to the man in black just now, and the strength is definitely far better than the average three-blood, the high probability is Jinjin.

After all, even if this person reached the peak between the three bloods, he wouldn't be able to severely injure the king's head.

He didn't dare to neglect at the moment, the flying dragon fisted, and the two big and three bloods were agitated at the same time.

One punch forward and hit.

The combination of the two disciplines and the three bloods, coupled with the eruption of Feilong Gong, for a moment, his figure rushed forward and greeted him like a cannonball.

Bang!

The two rabbits flew down and fought a dozen times in a blink of an eye.

Hui Ying gave a soft voice, grabbed the corpse on the ground, jumped up and disappeared at the exit of the alley.

Only Wei He stood alone, his complexion flushed, and slowly adjusted his breath.

‘It’s definitely energizing, every move can bring energy, unlike our three bloods, we must inspire the blood to stimulate energy. ’

‘Moreover, the opponent’s strength locks his heart and desires, a steady stream, and the whole body is covered. Generally, three bloods like me can only stimulate strength in a fixed position in the body...’

Wei He felt tingling and sore in the position of his fists, but he was not injured yet.

He probably had an estimate of his own strength in his heart.

This is the first time he has really played against Jinjin martial artist. Such masters are really invincible.

As long as they can't hold their strength, they just knock them down.

But as long as they can hold their strength, they can resist one or two in a short time.

But after a long time, I can't stand it.

‘If I add the power of Wuling Palm, I don’t know if I can defeat this person. Wei He guessed in his mind.

But at this time he couldn't allow him to think too much.

Wang Catch's head was injured, and the life of the three catchers on the ground was almost unclear.

Wang Catou's full name is Wang Chong. At this moment, he stood up from the wall, gritted his teeth and looked around. He couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood, pouring out from his mouth, and being pressed back by him.

"It's Xiao Heng, a human-faced tiger! This guy dares to come out and commit crimes!" He looked ugly.

"Human Face Tiger Xiao Heng?" Wei He had heard the name.

This person is a martial artist into Jin Jin. He was originally the owner of a small martial arts hall. For unknown reasons, he offended Youjia, one of the three major families in Xuanjing City.

As a result, the martial arts hall was collapsed. Since then, the whereabouts of the people have become a mystery, hunting and killing the children of the You family, and faintly connected with a mysterious organization.

"Xiao Heng, this person has already practiced his family's five labors and three injuries to the apex. He has achieved great strength, and his whole body has no cover, and his strength is perfect. Cough cough..." Wang Cat broke his head. Cough up a mouthful of **** sputum on the ground.

"This matter involves the Jinjin martial artist, it is no longer something we can handle." He quickly said.

"In addition, I didn't expect that you are so powerful, Wei Catu, that even a powerful martial artist can't hold you down." Wang Chong Wang Chou was a little surprised.

"I am also injured, internal injury, not obvious." Wei He was silent, and said in a deep voice.

He felt it carefully at this time, and suddenly found that there were faintly ruptured capillaries in his fists and forearms, and he was indeed injured.

"..." Wang Chong was speechless. How could you or him look injured? Is it okay to have a face?

"I'm still too weak, and the injury is not light. I have to ask Wei Catcher to stay here for a while. Before I came, I not only notified the Yamen, but also notified You Jia. I think someone will come soon." Wang Chong packed up. I am unbalanced, and continue.

"No problem." Wei He nodded.

The two had time to check the three catchers on the ground. In fact, they had already found out just now, and the three of them had already lost their breath.

The three people who were still alive just now fell to the ground like some kind of cheap and worthless consumables, and died meaninglessly.

Wei He felt a little emotional, but looked at Wang Chong.

He doesn't change his face and seems to be accustomed to such things.

"Ordinary catching fast is the fate. In our business, why do we get such good benefits these years? Isn't it just fate to fight?" Wang Chong said calmly.

He leaned against the wall, stood up, and coughed again.

"Therefore, many disciples like you, not long after they come to work, will leave on their own. Rich people like you are born different from us. They are all golden..."

"..." Wei He wanted to say, in fact, he was also very poor.

But Wang Chong didn't seem to pay attention to his look.

"You are young, you have martial arts asylum, you have a future, and you have potential. We are different. We can only fight our lives on our own."

Wei He was speechless.

He had heard about the king catching his head. The other party has already passed thirty-five years this year. If he doesn't fight, he really won't have a chance to break through.

And relying on other ways to survive, such as opening a martial arts hall, teaching disciples, doing some security work, etc., how much money can you make?

It is not enough for the three blood martial artist to break through and consume.

Therefore, this position in the government is really hard work.

"You're only thirty-five, right?" Wei He whispered. For three blood, forty is a barrier. After that, there is no hope.

"Haha... Do you want to say that you worship the beginners? I have practiced the blood leg of the family for 15 years. I have broken through the difficulties, but if I change it, it will be abolished..." Wang Chong waved his hand, not wanting to say more.

Wei He was also silent, knowing that not everyone could be like him, who can take part in the practice without hesitation.

The two waited in the alley for a while, and finally came again.

This time, it was not from the official government, but from one of the three families in Xuanjing City.

A large number of people squeezed in quickly around the alley. They were all clever men in Youjiajiading clothes.

Each of these men were armed with short knives and wore leather armor. They were full of blood and energy. At first glance, they knew that they were no worse than the soldiers of the Feiye City Hongjiabao that Wei He had seen.

The one who took the lead, wearing a light green robe, with gray hair, and in his fifties, looked like an ordinary old teacher.

But Wei He glanced at it and was swept by the opponent's gaze for a moment, and suddenly felt cold all over. This is the instinctive contraction response of the human body when facing danger.

The pupils of this person's eyes are faintly pale~www.ltnovel.com~, unlike ordinary people. Although his arms and shoulders are hidden under the green robe, he can still see the outline of strong muscles.

"Run for Xiao Heng again!" The voice was calm, and he glanced at the corpse on the ground.

"You two..." He looked at Wei He and Wang Chong.

The blood-stained injuries on Wang Chong's body can be seen at a glance.

But Wei He was different, his complexion was as usual, there was no blood on his body, he was obviously retreating under the human face of Xiao Heng.

"You can actually retreat under Xiao Heng's hands." This person was surprised and looked at Wei He with a more serious look.

He clasped his fists. "My visitor is now in charge of Dafang. He is responsible for hunting down the human face tiger Xiao Heng. We will pay for the damages of several catchers."

"In Xia Weihe, he was only two months old when he took office, a disciple of Tianyinmen Wanqingyuan." Wei He also clasped his fists and returned the courtesy.

"It's not that I doubt it, but that Brother Wei shouldn't be enthusiastic yet? Can he actually block Xiao Heng's five-work and three-sounds?" You Zhuang doubted.