[Character description: She has not fought with anyone for many years, which has weakened her actual combat ability, but her extensive knowledge of martial arts makes her intimidating power far higher than that of ordinary martial arts people.]
Jiang Wen frowned as he looked at the information pouring out of Granny Zhu, and couldn't help but frown.
Zhu Xiaoqian's characteristics are exactly the opposite of Hong Xiguan's.
Hong Xiguan has a solid foundation and extraordinary understanding. Although he has mastered many martial arts, they can complement each other. Combined with his rich practical experience, his fighting ability is much higher than that of knights of the same level.
Zhu Xiaoqian, the Thousand-Hand Avalokitesvara, has dabbled in many things, but he only uses a hammer here and there. His ability to face the enemy head-on is very weak, and he can only rely on poison skills to make up for it. After all, he is getting older now, and he has not fought against anyone in decades.
In fact, he is weaker than others of the same level when it comes to fighting.
What's even more outrageous is that she didn't learn any basic internal skills at all!
The movements of the Great Mercy and Great Compassion Qianye are complex and changeable, with nine false and one true. It is already a difficult and difficult martial art to practice. It takes an average person with ordinary qualifications twenty years to learn it, and the higher the qualifications, the faster they can practice it.
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Zhu Xiaoqian is worthy of being a person who can master the complex and changeable palm technique of Qianye Hand. She is completely unwilling to calm down and complete the boring and lucky movements.
"No wonder you say that you are the best at receiving escorts. Dacheng's Chiba Hand can even block the raindrops from the sky for a quarter of an hour, right?"
Jiang Wen clicked on several important acupoints to stop Zhu Xiaoqian's bleeding wound, then took out a medicine bottle from his waist, poured out some white powder and sprinkled it all over the bleeding area.
As the sizzling blood bubbles swelled, the wound stopped worsening.
The whimpers and roars in the alley continued, making the remaining night even more gloomy. Jiang Wen stepped towards it, his hands heavy on his shoulders.
The image of the leading officer at this time was extremely terrifying, and he no longer had the calmness and calmness he had when he first met him.
I saw a blood hole in the middle of his forehead, and black blood was gurgling out to cover his face, and it seemed as if there was a bright red vertical eye on his face.
Only the hands can swing the limbs. The skeletal muscles of the two legs have been penetrated by Zhu Xiaoqian's vaginal darts. At this moment, he can only bend his legs, turn his hands behind his back, use his knees and wrists instead of his hands and feet, and swing his neck around his body unnecessarily.
Side, the chest moves forward toward the sky and the earth...
Obviously there is no trace of humanity left, but he is still "alive", or in other words, he is not yet able to go where he should go.
The leader of the army, who bent his limbs in reverse, roared forward. This was beyond the routines recorded in all martial arts books. The so-called martial arts is used to fight the enemy. The practitioners of martial arts are human beings, and those who control them are also human beings. How has this ever been recorded?
Such incredible shapes.
But Jiang Wen didn't panic. He pushed off the wall and somersaulted up. He used his fingers to dig at the wrist of the leading officer, trying to interrupt his strange balance. But the reaction of the other party was also unimaginable. He actually took advantage of the situation and faced him with
Broken Leg wanted to clamp Jiang Wen's arm.
Jiang Wen's arm was strong inside but soft on the outside. He pushed his arm away with great dexterity, and pulled his hand out from between the lines. His soft palm brushed against the front of the leading officer, and the two sides pulled apart again.
Three steps away, no one moved.
"Something's wrong..."
Jiang Wen looked at the torn sleeves and was a little confused. There seemed to be tear marks on them?
The opponent's fighting skills are a bit interesting. They seem to have no routine, but they focus on responding forward and back, blocking from left to right. His center of gravity can be shifted at any time in his body that is close to the ground, which is closer to the essence of ground fighting skills.
But how did his sleeves get torn? Could it be that the other party had strong energy to protect his body and the attack would rebound?
The cotton palm didn't work, so Jiang Wen had no choice but to find another way to deal with the leading officer, and began to use incredible light skills to circumvent the opponent, waiting for opportunities to spy on the enemy's true and false status.
The leader's attacks became more and more frequent. His hands and feet could no longer be used normally. He was lying on his back against the ground, like whipping out a long whip, like a spirit snake probing its head, like gold scissors cutting silk, showing his advantage in the narrow alley.
, presumably the other party also used this method to throw out a hidden weapon.
"Snake and Crane Eight Steps?!"
The more Jiang Wen looked at it, the more familiar it became, and finally he found a trace of a routine.
There were eight masters of the eight major sects in the world who went to Shu to discuss martial arts and competed day and night in Qingcheng Mountain. After returning to their sects, they all invariably created this weird martial arts that could turn hands and feet into deadly weapons. I just don’t know why.
In the end, they all belonged to the Qingcheng Sect and were carefully kept secret.
In fact, long before this, the Eagle Claw Snake Fist, the origin of the White Crane Fist, snake entanglement, and crane pecking are not advanced and rare things, but a few people who have seen the Snake Crane Eight Steps say that this martial art is basically
It's not about imitating the movements of snakes and cranes.
That kind of incredible and mysterious martial arts skills are more like some kind of undulating, energetic and confusing biological characteristics. The so-called eight steps are because people who are exposed to this martial arts cannot escape from the eight steps!
Therefore, many masters suspect that the opportunity to create this martial arts is not the long-term study and imitation, but the fear that the eight major sect leaders encountered in Qingcheng Mountain, which will be unforgettable in their lives and make them unable to sleep or eat well...
The leading officer kicked out, causing the mud wall on one side of the alley to shatter. Jiang Wen was startled. Then he jumped into the house, picked up a wooden pillar and held it upside down, trying to hold up the crumbling wall.
However, he accidentally pushed the wall outward, causing dust to billow instantly after the loess fell to the ground.
But the strange thing is that after the wall collapsed completely, the leader who had screamed loudly hesitated and did not want to get close to the base of the wall.
Jiang Wen looked around with increased vigilance, and finally discovered that the wall had not completely collapsed, but that there was only an ocher red stone stuck straight into the ground, with a horizontal line deeply carved on it.
"Is this... the brick deed of Yangzhai?"
There has been a custom in Chong'an County since ancient times. Whenever someone builds a yin house or a yang house, they will pray to Lord Wu Yi, burn paper money, and mark a brick as a contract, which is buried in the corner of the house. It is known as "brick contract" in the world.
But why would Lord Lu, the monster-like leader of the army, be afraid of this handless stone brick?
Jiang Wen had some vague guesses in his heart. He stepped forward and used his arms to pull up the brick contract embedded in the shallow ground with ease, and threw it to the leading officer!
Just a scream was heard, and the huge stone bricks flew towards him. Although he could easily dodge them, the leading officer was unable to move with his feet on the ground. He let the stone bricks cover his face and smash his boneless head hanging by his side.
The blood-stained brick deeds of Yangzhai rolled in the alley, but the low roar did not stop. Hunhun's body moved boldly again, slowly approaching Jiang Wen.
"If his head is broken, no one can do an autopsy on him anyway..."
Jiang Wen's expression was solemn, and he put his palms against his chest, but it was no longer the soft and gentle technique of soft palms. He saw a fierce, fast, and exciting palm force that was struck instantly, with a force of ten thousand kilograms and a delicate technique of hitting a snake seven inches.
, and slapped the squirming leader to the ground, his hands and feet swinging in all directions as if they were falling apart.
The ten thousand kilograms of force returned with the palm, and this time the last bit of strength in the hand just happened to tear the leader's surprisingly thick official uniform, revealing the source of the strange noise in the alley -
It was a chaotic and deformed human face, growing in the middle of the leader's abdomen. The eyes, ears, mouth and nose were vaguely distinguishable. The eyes had been shattered by the force of the palm, but the deformed mouth full of broken teeth was using its last breath.
With a little effort, he chewed the strip of cloth bit off from Jiang Wen's sleeve...