Words are not speculative for more than half a sentence.

From the answers of the two twin girls in front of him, who were as pure as green bamboos after the rain, Wu Mingyang knew that today's things could not be good.

Originally, he still had some scruples, he only came to kill Zhuang Jia, and he didn't want to make martial arts enemies of other sects for no reason, but since the other party refused to sell his face and was bent on putting him in a place where he could never recover, then he couldn't help but show mercy to his subordinates.

"You forced me! Then don't blame me for being ruthless! ”

The shoulder hit the sky and fell, and the stomp shook Kyushu.

Wu Mingyang's inheritance of martial arts is the family's lost Baji Boxing, the fist style is unpretentious, but it is extremely fierce, and the enemy is almost invincible.

Especially from the hands of a male warrior like Wu Mingyang, who is in the prime of his life, the recruitment is fierce, the tiger is vigorous, and the power that erupts can almost be described as terrifying.

It can be called a heavy tank among warriors.

"Not good! Lulu! Help! ”

The "Thousand Thousand Red Threads" practiced by the two sisters of the martial arts family followed the common light and spiritual path of female martial artists, and the emphasis was on only fast and unbreakable, and there were few other exercises comparable to it in terms of speed.

But overemphasizing speed will inevitably bring disadvantages in attack and defense, if it is a life-and-death fight, the two sisters of the martial arts family can still rely on their dexterity to maneuver with them for a while, but at this moment, Wu Mingyang did not hesitate to exchange injuries for injuries to break out of the encirclement, and the encirclement they built together began to show signs of crumbling.

Don't say it's them, looking at all the martial arts sects, except for Shaolin, which also takes a fierce path, I'm afraid that there are no martial artists of the sect who dare to fight with the Baji Boxing, which is known for its fierce explosiveness.

Wu Bailu and Wu Pujia were twin sisters born to the same mother, and they were born with a spiritual heart, and the two of them practiced the combined attack technique in "Thousand Thousand Red Threads" since childhood, even if they don't need words, as long as they look at each other's hearts.

Hearing her sister's call, Wu Bailu shook her hand without hesitation and shot a red line from her cuff.

"Hidden weapon?"

Hearing the slight sound of breaking the air behind him, Wu Mingyang immediately turned around to dodge.

Although Bajiquan pays attention to hard entry and hard fighting, after all, it is not a pure defensive technique like "Golden Bell Jar", and a hidden weapon hit by a martial artist will also be injured.

It's just that he never expected that as soon as he dodged like this, he would miss the last chance to escape.

Red lines flying.

Volley shuttle.

In the blink of an eye, the red line shot out by Wu Pujia and Wu Bailu was interspersed with the detours of the two figures, interweaving a triangular encirclement network between the two street lampposts on the adjacent side.

Slender red threads of unknown length are irregularly intersected together, forming countless geometric figures of different sizes, which seem to be chaotic, but there seems to contain some special rules in them.

"Humph! Want to stop me with this kind of thing? ”

Although Wu Mingyang was amazed by the martial sisters' quick netting technique, he didn't think that this kind of loophole rope net could bind him, and stepped on the arm-thick street lamppost with his feet on the ground a few steps, and his body pulled up more than two meters high out of thin air, and the top of the red rope net was instantaneous.

"Thousands of red lines - locks!"

The two women screamed, and two red ropes flew out of the cuffs, shooting directly at Wu Mingyang, who was hanging in mid-air.

Wu Mingyang couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, and without any object to draw on, he twisted his body nearly ninety degrees in the air with his waist strength, and two flying red lines almost flew close to his legs.

Wu Pujia and Wu Bailu seemed to have expected Wu Mingyang to avoid their attacks, the two pairs of beautiful eyes quickly met in the air and passed on their eyes, and the red line that had flown out several meters away suddenly swayed upside down like a dragon's tail, spinning and entangled one of Wu Mingyang's ankles and one wrist.

"Hell!"

Wu Mingyang realized that he had obviously underestimated the true strength of the two martial arts girls in front of him, but at this moment, his strength was exhausted, and he couldn't borrow his strength in the air, so he could only watch himself like a heavenly cow insect being played with by a child, being pulled down from mid-air by two slender red lines, and the wolf smashed to the ground unbearable.

"Thousands of red lines - entangled!"

The green shadow swayed, and the red silk was like rain.

As the figures of Wu Pujia and Wu Bailu quickly intertwined, the red threads that were originally just wrapped around his ankles and wrists already had a few more dead knots.

"Want to catch me? You are delusional! ”

Wu Mingyang's face was hideous, and he stood up with one hand, and the cement floor tiles under his palm were smashed open by this huge force.

"Oh no! Lulu let go! ”

Wu Pujia, who was reeling the thread, suddenly felt that the red line in her hand was pulled by a strong force, and immediately realized that they had made a very strict mistake, and cut the red rope in her hand without hesitation.

One force will drop ten!

They obviously didn't have the strength to compete with each other!

It seems to lock up the other party, but in fact, it is himself!

Although they are twin sisters, Wu Bailu's character is indeed more playful than her sister Wu Pujia, and her practice is not as diligent as her sister, and her skills and realm are always worse than Wu Pujia.

By the time Wu Bailu reacted and wanted to cut off the red rope in his hand, it was already a step too late, and under the huge traction from the opposite side, the whole person was almost dragged towards Wu Mingyang in the center of the field.

"Death to those who stand in my way!"

Seeing the shrill sirens sounding at both ends of the street one after another, Wu Mingyang knew that he was afraid that it would be difficult to escape today, and he hated these two martial arts girls who dragged him here.

As soon as he stepped out, the already cracked floor tiles were overwhelmed and stirred up countless rubble, and dust flew up!

The strength is in the feet, the waist is transmitted, and the strength is through the shoulders!

Eight poles - close to the mountain!

"Not good!"

Different from the secret Yun family exercises, Bajiquan is one of the famous martial arts exercises in China, and Wu Bailu, who is also a martial artist, naturally knows the power of this "Baji sticking to the mountain".

The sticking mountain used by an eight-pole martial artist with great strength and great perfection can even shake an angry bull and fight it hard until his brain bursts!

This is not a move that she can hard-connect in her current realm!

Wu Bailu simply gritted his teeth, and while breaking the red line, he folded his arms in front of his chest, protecting all the vital points around his body as much as possible, and at the same time completely lifted his entire body off the ground with one foot.

Boom!

The moment the two sides engaged, Wu Bailu seemed to be hit by a speeding car, and the whole person was knocked out more than ten meters away like a cannonball.

"Lulu!"

Wu Pujia screamed, wanting to rescue but the whip was beyond the reach of the whip, the only thing he could do was to loosen the rope net instantly, so as not to cut Wu Bailu's skin by these slender red ropes.

At this moment, a figure rushed out of the crowd like a fly, and grabbed Wu Bailu's delicate body in the air, and his body took the heels of his feet as the axis, turning four or five times like a spinning top, and he couldn't help but retreat backwards, and he simply dissolved most of the huge residual strength of the mountain.

At the critical moment, Li Mengnan finally arrived.

"Xiaolu, are you alright?"

Li Mengnan gently put Wu Bailu on the ground from his arms, and couldn't help but feel a little apologetic in his heart, obviously he still underestimated the strength of Wu Mingyang, who was still fighting in the trapped beast.

"My arm is a little swollen, but I don't hurt my bones." Wu Bailu hung his arms, his bare forehead and the tip of his small nose were covered with fine beads of sweat, and his smile was unnatural because of the pain in his arms, "It's you, brother-in-law, the wound on your chest hasn't reopened, right?" ”

"Fortunately, it was you who fell out, if it was you Sister Ansu, I would probably have to kneel on the ground and vomit blood." Li Mengnan said with a smile.

"Hehe, if Sister An Su knows this, brother-in-law, you will die a miserable death...... I'm not going to tell her though, it's our little secret, right? ”

Wu Bailu leaned on Li Mengnan's ear and laughed softly, and blew lightly as if he was about to leave.

Itchy, with a fresh smell unique to a girl.

The plainclothes policemen who had been ambushed everywhere had dispersed the crowd of onlookers at this moment, and the yellow cordon separated an empty field of hundreds of square meters, and a pair of armed special police officers used police cars as cover to point their guns at Wu Mingyang in the center of the clearing.

Probably seeing the arrival of the police, the crowd that had been far away gathered again, sticking to the cordon to watch this rare large-scale arrest in front of them, as if they did not care at all about the possible danger.

"What's going on? Why did you suddenly start fighting? ”

"I don't know, it's not a movie, right? What a wonderful fight just now! Those two twin beauties are so beautiful, and I don't know if they're the heroines, but there should be only one heroine, right? It would be a shame if it was a supporting role......"

"I don't think it's a movie, I don't think there are cameras around......"

"Stupid! As soon as you look at it, you know it's not a movie! Now when filming martial arts movies, the actions are all filmed separately, and there is still a hanging Weiya on the body, how can there be such a one-stop fighting style? And you see that the floor tile is not there, the whole thing is stepped into pieces, people have real kung fu! ”

"There are really martial arts masters in this society now? I thought it was all made up in a novel! This martial arts fight is really exciting, much better than those martial arts films, why don't you ask these real masters to make films? Show those foreigners the real kung fu of our Huaxia! Maybe I'll get an Oscar or something......"

"Do you dare to deviate a little more? Don't you see the SWAT here? This is catching a bandit! A bandit who knows kung fu! ”

"Which is the bandit? Male or female? ”

"It should be a man, right? I don't feel like a good person just by looking at my looks......"

In the midst of the onlookers' heads-to-ear discussions, the two sisters, Wu Pujia and Wu Bailu, protected the frightened Zhuang Jia and hid in the protective circle of the police.

Their containment task has been completed, and staying on the scene any longer will only become a drag on Li Mengnan.

"Surrender, the charge of attempted murder is not small, but it is better than losing your life...... If you resist arrest, these people will actually shoot. ”

Li Mengnan scratched his face, although it was not pointed at him, the muzzles of the black holes around him still made him feel like he was on his back.

It was a mental tingle, a warning of danger from my own intuition.

Wu Mingyang tore off the red thread wrapped around his hands and feet, tidied up the folds of his shirt slightly, glanced at Li Mengnan coldly, and said, "Without you being restrained here, what chance do you think they will be able to hit me without harming the innocent?" If you're here to contain you, do you think it's more likely that you'll get shot first with me? ”

Li Mengnan pinched his slightly swollen eyebrows, and said helplessly: "That's why I hate dealing with people who are too smart...... But at least you have to admit that the first half of my sentence is still true. ”

"Win or lose, there's never a middle ground in my dictionary...... I admit that I fell into your trap for a moment of carelessness, but if you want to arrest me, it depends on whether you have the ability to do it! ”

Wu Mingyang took a step forward with his right foot, listing the gestures of Bajiquan, and the joints of his body continued to make a muffled sound like popping beans.

Momentum is impressive, ready to go!

This is his official challenge to Li Mengnan as a martial artist!

Li Mengnan raised his hand, made a gesture of "don't act rashly" to Wu Ansu behind the police car, took off his slightly bloated down jacket, wrapped the keys, mobile phones, wallets and other small bits and pieces he carried with him in his coat, and put them on a nearby street bench for people to rest.

"That...... I can talk to you one-on-one, but I must explain in advance that I am not doing this out of respect for you, let alone respecting the rigid rules left by your warriors since ancient times, but just because I can't find a suitable helper to beat you right now. Li Mengnan said with a serious expression while moving his hands and feet.

“……”

Wu Mingyang's hard-managed momentum fell to the end, and the solemn competition was completely turned into a farce by the other party's words.

"Don't talk nonsense, come on! Let's see if you have what it takes to beat me! ”

At the moment when the four eyes collided like lightning in the air, Wu Ming moved, sliding as heavy but fast steps as mud, and struck a thunderous blow at Li Mengnan!

Li Mengnan had already learned about the characteristics of Bajiquan from the two sisters of the martial family, so naturally he would not let Wu Mingyang get close to him easily, counting his toes, his body was like a swallow paddling on the ground, and he quickly retreated, and a few silver rays of light flew towards Wu Mingyang in a strange arc between his hands.

"Are you going to be fooled when I do?"

Wu Mingyang didn't dodge, letting these silver lights pass by his side, and the edge of the thin metal plate cut through the skin of the down jacket like a blade, and countless down as white as snowflakes burst out from the hole.

One of the silver rays flew towards the center of his brow, and he turned his face slightly, the sharp corners of the cards flying by a fraction of a second, but the True Air Blade from the high-speed rotation still dragged a short line of blood on his cheek.

It's still an indomitable punch!

The distance of less than ten meters was almost an imminent start for a martial artist with a bright strength and great consummation, especially when the metal playing cards shot by Li Mengnan failed to contain any use, almost no one would doubt that Wu Mingyang's earth-shattering blow would follow.

Suddenly!

Mutants!

In an instant, Wu Mingyang's eyes lost Li Mengnan's trace, but another figure that seemed to be extremely familiar appeared directly in front of him, and attacked him with the same move.

Is it Mingyuan's younger brother?

Wrong! It's yourself!

The sudden change in front of him caught Wu Mingyang off guard, and the indomitable fist suddenly stagnated.

Although he reacted immediately, the scattering of will, energy, and strength made this punch no longer have the power it used to be.

The fist that hit the air seemed to touch some kind of light plane, and the flat mirror in front of him continued to rise and fall like water ripples, distorting the surrounding scenery into a strange light, and reflecting countless of themselves from it.

It's illusion again!

Wu Mingyang couldn't help but feel a trace of fear in his heart, his fast attack and quick attack were to not give the other party a chance to cast the Qimen spell, but he didn't want the other party to still use the illusion, and it was even easier than the last time.

How is this possible?!

Boom!

The mirror on his side suddenly bulged out the shape of a foot, and Wu Mingyang, who was caught off guard, was kicked in the soft rib on the spot, and the pain in his heart made him almost kneel on the ground, clenching his teeth and throwing a punch, only then did he set up the second kick that followed.

The mirror, which flowed like mercury in front of him, disappeared as suddenly and without warning as it had appeared.

Not far away, Li Mengnan raised one foot lightly, brushed away the snowflakes and dust on the upper of his shoe, looked at Wu Mingyang and said indifferently: "Are you sure you still want to fight?" ”

"Despicable!"

Wu Mingyang stared at Li Mengnan with resentful eyes, covering the right rib with one hand, the kick just now seemed to have broken a rib, and the severe pain made him unable to completely straighten his waist.

"Huh." Li Mengnan's smile was meaningful, "I am a Qimen cultivator, and Qimen spells are my specialty, do you think I may put my strengths and use them, but compete with you for my weaknesses?" Why don't we change to a 'fair' way of playing, how about you compare spells with me? ”

Wu Mingyang was speechless, so he could only grit his teeth silently.

"Go on!"

Although the pain in his right rib greatly affected his movements and speed, Wu Mingyang still attacked Li Mengnan again.

At this moment, this battle has nothing to do with hatred or anything else, it is just Wu Mingyang's insistence as a martial artist.

"Although I have never understood this kind of brainless brain of your warriors, as your opponent, I will give you a dignified defeat!"

Looking at Wu Mingyang, who was rushing like a wild lion in front of him, Li Mengnan gradually put away the cynical look on his face, and with a wave of one hand, the "Mirror Hidden Aya" as thin as a cicada's wings rose into the sky like a tornado, and the whole person's figure disappeared in place out of thin air.

Although Wu Mingyang, who lost his target again, was stunned, he did not stop castrating at all after learning the lesson of the last time, but accelerated his fist and blasted at the last position where Li Mengnan stayed before disappearing.

Unsurprisingly a miss.

Just as Wu Mingyang was cautiously guarding against possible sneak attacks around him, a thunderous sound suddenly exploded in his ears.

He couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, relying on the instinct cultivated by years of martial arts practice to slap the "iron plate bridge" backwards, and he was extremely thrilling to avoid the dazzling white light that was as fast as a meteor.

Poof!

A sharp pain accompanied by an electric shock-like numbness that spread from behind his shoulder to his body in an instant.

A thin arc of lightning peeked out from the front of his shoulder.

Pain.

But strangely there was no drop of blood.