God catches no trace

Chapter 150 Attack

Chapter 35: Tapping

"They're nobody."

Suddenly, a voice came from the skylight on the top of the hall, and then a tall and short man floated down, standing on the bronze statue.

"It seems that it's you?" Long Daoqing said to the tall man coldly.

"good."

"Why did you kidnap my niece?" The tone was very direct, obviously not wanting to waste too much time.

"For you." The word is simple and decisive
"For me? Are you using her against me?"

"Not stupid. Hehe." Jiang Haixiao let out a strange laugh.

"why?"

"You don't know what you did by yourself?"

"Since I founded the "Qinglong Sect", I have never offended any friends in the world, nor have I caused trouble everywhere. I really don't understand what you said, please explain clearly."

"Sorry, I have no comment." Jiang Haixiao slapped his palms as soon as he said the word seven.

A huge, yellow net covered Long Daoqing from the top of the hall.

Although Hua Feixue was hit on the dumb acupoint, her brain was very clear, and she shouted in her heart: "Uncle, be careful."

Looking at Long Daoqing for a while, he thought, "Just because of this, you want to trap me, isn't it a joke in the world."

There was only a sound of "嗖", and a bright soft sword at his waist was already in his right hand.

Afterwards, the sword swung toward the top of the head and spun quickly, forming a budding flower, so beautiful.

As soon as it reached the net in mid-air, it instantly turned into a yellow ball at the tip of the sword.

The faces of Jiang Haixiao and the two of them sank. They thought that the net woven by natural silk is soft but firm, and there is steel in the soft. As long as it is trapped, no one can escape.

It is true.

It's just that he didn't expect that Long Daoqing could break it with incredible tricks.

What was even more unexpected was that after the yellow net formed a ball, it quickly hit them with internal force.

Within one move, Long Daoqing's profound martial arts cultivation is fully displayed.

"Okay." Jiang Haixiao praised in his heart, stretched out his hands, and a powerful hurricane blocked the tennis ball with his palm force, making it unable to advance half a step between the two of them.

At the same time, the short man stretched his hand down, squeezed it into a fist, and raised it again. A small crystal clear object, which looked like a small knife, pierced Longdao to clear his throat accurately, quickly and straightly.

The cooperation between the two is almost seamless, it is perfect.

That is, he blocked the tennis ball and attacked the opponent.

Without hesitation, Long Daoqing changed his moves extremely neatly.

Turning abruptly, withdrawing the internal force of the tennis ball, the soft sword spun forward again, like a snake coming out of a hole, facing the knife, with a very clear purpose, wanting to knock it down.

What is unexpected is: the small knife seems to be spiritual, with long eyes, and the blade rushes straight up, avoiding the trembling and spinning soft sword, and then flies towards the "Baihui acupoint" on the top of Long Daoqing's head .

Jiang Haixiao wasn't idle either. Seeing that he withdrew his internal energy and didn't play tennis, he was certainly not stupid, so he accepted it.Let the ball roll off the side.

Then, with a leap of stature, condescending, one hand melted into a palm, and a strong internal force pushed forward violently.

This time, it really formed a two-sided attack.

Long Daoqing was not afraid in the slightest. Between the lightning and flint, he raised his soft sword with his right hand upwards, and stretched his left hand straight to meet him.

There was an earth-shattering "bang" when the two palms met.

Obviously, both of them used a lot of internal strength.

Jiang Haitsun retreated again and again, and stopped when he reached the bronze statue.

Long Daoqing seemed to be motionless, but his right hand holding the sword was vertical, and he staggered, almost falling down.

Hua Feixue was greatly surprised: Uncle clearly had the upper hand when palms were facing each other, but why did this happen?

After taking a closer look, she realized that Long Daoqing's right elbow was bleeding.

"Brother Yanfei, the "skate knife" is really powerful. It can turn and pierce his arm." Jiang Haixiao said with a smile on his face as he endured his sore arm.

"Brother Jiang cooperates better."

"There is no need to be modest. If you are not powerful, how can you kill two top masters in the "Yanyun" inn with one move. If you are not powerful, the dignified leader of the "Qinglong Sect" will not hurt your ice skater."

Hua Feixue's expression darkened when he heard the words: So it turned out that he was the one who killed the two younger sisters.But after thinking about it, my mood became depressed: Although it is right in front of my eyes, what can I do with him, but now my uncle is injured, and I can't move.There is really no way.

Thinking of this, tears dripped from the corners of his eyes unconsciously.

in the field.

Seeing Jiang Haixiao praised him so much, Yan Fei smiled and said, "Brother Jiang, that's a sneak attack, not a real skill."

"As long as it can kill people, I don't care what kind of tricks to use." Jiang Haixiao responded, his eyes fixed on Long Daoqing who was standing not far away, and he said coldly: "Master Long, do you know what today is?" day?"

Long Daoqing held back the severe pain at this moment, and his eyes were firm: "Don't ask me, you tell me clearly."

"Okay, let me tell you, today is your day of death."

After speaking, he moved his body and wanted to make a move.

"Wait a minute, I want to ask one thing."

"Oh, dying people, speak up when you have something to say."

"Who wants to put me to death?"

This question was also what Hua Feixue was eager to know.

"Hey, think about it, you should know."

"Do you mean that the person I know best is planning the whole thing?" Long Daoqing said with a flash of thought.

"correct."

As soon as the word came out, a figure immediately appeared in his mind, shouting in his heart: How is it possible?How could she be like this?But not her?Who else?
Hua Feixue thought for a while: Sang Wuhen really guessed right, the whole thing was indeed aimed at the "Qinglong Cult", but who is this person?
"Your face tells me that you don't seem to believe it?" Jiang Haixiao smiled sinisterly.

"Believe, believe." Long Daoqing sighed and said in a low voice. "The main reason is that I feel sorry for her."

Hearing the tone of voice, the uncle seemed to know who it was.

"Okay, now that you understand, you can die with peace of mind. Don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless." As soon as Jiang Haixiao said, he rushed towards him with his palms in hand.

Of course, Yan Fei was not to be outdone, his hands sank down, the same as the trick he used just now, after he made a fist, he raised it up and sent it forward, and the spiritual ice blade flew like lightning again.

In the face of two strong attacks.

Long Daoqing's mind quickly calmed down. He was already injured. Although it was not serious, his martial arts were greatly compromised. If he wanted to save his life and save his niece, the only way was to be moved and not to move, waiting for the opportunity.If you just dodge and fight recklessly, the opponent will be more fierce and you will die faster.

In one thought, he picked up the soft sword in his left hand and danced wildly, seemingly without any rules, but in fact he used the sword energy to build an inner wall to protect his whole body, preventing the opponent from attacking.

Sure enough, as soon as Jiang Haixiao ran halfway, he found that his palm strength was greatly resisted, and he was only one foot away from Long Daoqing, and he could no longer move forward by half a minute.

The ice blade is the same, but it is still unbelievable: Although it cannot penetrate, it circles around Long Daoqing's head and body. It seems that as long as there is a small gap or flaw, it will still pass through him viciously .

However, this strategy of only defending and not attacking has obviously been fully effective.

Jiang Haixiao had no choice but to jump back and stand on the bronze statue.

He said coldly: "The "Spiritual Technique" of the "Tianjin Dadi" is well-deserved. Unfortunately, I will stand and see how long your internal strength can last." A mocking look appeared on his face.

(End of this chapter)