Zhou Lu changed his moves, virtual and real, and completed them in an instant, not giving the assassin any breathing room.

The masked assassin thought it was too late to retreat this time, so he could only cross his hands and prepare to block Zhou Lu's volley kick.

Zhou Lu sneered in his heart, the masked assassin was more than dexterous, but his strength was insufficient, and he dared to fight hard with such strength, which showed that his judgment was also insufficient, and he was not qualified to be his opponent at all.

It's not a show of bells and whistles, and it's not a fake fight in a movie.

Martial arts masters face off, and life and death are decided.

The real way to fight is to destroy the opponent in the shortest possible time.

If the masked assassin blocked this kick, Zhou Lu was very confident that he would not only abolish the assassin's hands with one kick, but also allow the true qi to drive straight in and directly kick the opponent.

Thoughts flashed.

Zhou Lu suddenly caught a glimpse of the other party's gesture.

The masked assassin clenched his right hand into a fist across his chest, while his left hand had his index and middle fingers erected, hidden behind his right hand, and he muttered words in his mouth, as if he were a mantra.

"Emei sword finger?"

Zhou Lu's complexion changed slightly.

It is rumored in the occult world that the Emei faction has a stunt that condenses the Tao on the sword fingers and specializes in breaking key points.

Even if the user's strength is far inferior to the opponent's, he still has the opportunity to break through the weak acupuncture points of the human body, issue a fatal blow, and turn the tables against the trend, so Emei Sword Finger is known for its weird and tricky tricks.

However, Qi Lao said that Emei's sword finger stunt has long been lost.

Judging from the masked assassin's movements, Emei's sword finger should be very skillful, and the sword finger is aimed at the Yongquan point on his feet, intending to turn the table with one blow.

Of course, Zhou Lu couldn't let the other party succeed.

He shook his feet and changed his moves with ease.

With a twist, he dissipated the momentum, rubbed his hands into a knife, and slashed at the masked assassin's head.

The masked man drifted, turned his head to avoid Zhou Lu's hand knife, and blocked with his sword finger.

The finger of the sword collides with the knife of the hand.

"Bang!"

The two true qi collided, and the sound of gold and iron erupted.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Lu's other knife attacked the masked man where he must be saved.

"Bang ......"

Zhou Lu's follow-up attack was endless, overwhelming the opponent and forcing the masked man to block.

The hand knife is heavier than the other, step by step, and the forward rush.

For a time, the headwind cracked the air, and the energy was agitated.

The leaves are sprinkled like an autumn breeze.

Zhou Lu had an inexhaustible amount of true qi, attacking without any pause, completely suppressing the black-clothed assassin and not giving him a chance to breathe and escape.

If it weren't for the capture alive, and if he wanted to move his muscles and bones to play, Zhou Lu would have won the assassin a long time ago, and he wouldn't have to spend all this time at all.

Zhou Lu saw that the other party had practiced Emei sword fingers, so he simply practiced with the masked assassin.

The masked assassins were powerless to resist, constantly retreating, unable to escape, and had to block or face a deadly attack.

The masked assassin struggled to support, frightened, Zhou Lu's strength was too different from what he knew, he didn't expect that his strength had improved so much, and he had practiced Emei Sword Finger, but he didn't even have a chance to dodge and escape.

And Zhou Lu chuckled with a playful chuckle at the corner of his mouth, looking relaxed.

Obviously, they are not opponents of the same level.

In the face of Zhou Lu's strong and fierce attack, the assassin was about to be unable to support it, and there was a big tree behind him, and his back had to be attached to the trunk behind him.

When the time comes, there is no way to retreat, so he can only be defeated and captured alive in embarrassment, and the previous cruel words have turned into proof of losing face.

The masked assassin had a flash of inspiration and thought of a way to escape.

He suddenly did not retreat but advanced, and his true qi suddenly rose to the highest, all of which was infused into the fingertips of the sword fingers, aimed at Zhou Lu's eyes, and seemed to have a shadow of the sword fingers coming out.

Fierce and tricky, as fast as a meteor, it is impossible to prevent it.

Attack the Jedi and fight back!

It's a bit like the feeling of a yang finger in the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon.

Zhou Lu laughed: "It's a little interesting!" ”

This fatal blow, in his opinion, was not a threat.

The knife in his hand was randomly struck, and it slammed into the fingers of the sword.

"Bang"

This time the air burst was louder.

The result was slightly unexpected by Zhou Lu.

After the impact, the masked assassin took advantage of the reaction force of the impact, stretched his arms, jumped backwards, jumped onto the tree, and disappeared into the branches and leaves.

Finally escaping the suppression of Zhou Lu's continuous deadly offsets, the masked assassin finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart was slightly relieved.

"Still want to run? Look at the shoes! ”

Zhou Lu saw that the cunning masked assassin wanted to slip away, and flew up his feet, and his shoes instantly detached from the soles of his feet.

"Huh"

Shoes like cannonballs into the branches and leaves of the treetops.

After defeating Grand Master Okamoto with his flying shoe stunt, this creative move became Zhou Lu's specialty.

There was a "snap" from the tree.

Almost at the same time,

The masked assassin snorted and snorted.

After a shake of the branches, the Assassin could not hold on and fell down, unable to climb for a while.

A wicked smile appeared on the corner of Zhou Lu's mouth, and he stepped forward and grabbed the masked assassin by the collar in front of him, dragged him up, and pressed him on the trunk of the tree.

At this moment, the masked assassin's eyes showed a look of arrogance and unyielding, as if he was not afraid of his life in Zhou Lu's hands.

The masked Assassin's heart was filled with depression and reluctance.

Hiding in a tree branch, obviously out of the range of Zhou Lu's deterrence, with his good light body skills and concealment techniques, he had a great chance to escape, but as everyone knows, as soon as he took a breath, an object flew and hit him right in front of him.

The branches block the view, you can't see clearly, and you don't have time to dodge.

recalled that Zhou Lu said "look at the shoes", and then realized that it was actually a shoe that hit him.

This is even more depressing.

This shoe has Zhou Lu's true qi, so it will not be seriously injured, but it is extremely painful, unable to lift the strength, unable to stabilize the body, and can only fall down very unwillingly.

Zhou Lu squeezed his eyes at the masked man, and said leisurely: "My flying shoes are better than your darts." ”

The assassin glared at Zhou Lu unyieldingly: "If you want to kill, kill it, less verbose!" ”

"Yo, it's quite arrogant," Zhou Lu pursed his lips at the corner of his mouth, "Okay, let's start, tell me who you are first." ”

Zhou Lu pressed the other party's hand and forced, and with the other hand, he pulled the assassin's mask.

Suddenly, a strange feeling came from holding the other party's hand.

"Hey, it's a woman?"

The masked assassin burst into tears and choked up and shouted, "You're a horn. Crazy in love! You're deliberately insulting me! ”

This time she didn't hide her voice, her voice was choked with deep sadness and indignation, and her voice was obviously a pleasant and crisp female voice.

The corners of Zhou Lu's mouth twitched, no wonder it was so big and soft......

"Sorry, not intentionally...... No, you're my captive now, you can do whatever I want, why apologize to you. Besides, your voice is also camouflaged when you wear men's clothes, and it's pitch black here, so it's hard to tell if it's good or not, but in fact, just touch it lightly, and so on...... I know who you are. ”

Zhou Lu removed the assassin's black mask.

A picturesque, charming and glamorous, pear blossom with rain face, appeared in front of him.

It was Sikong Feiyue.

The sister of the eldest wife Sikong Feiyan, that is, the eldest sister-in-law.

This is not scientific, Sikong Feiyue has seduced himself with Chiguo, why do you suddenly want to kill yourself, touch it, and be so excited and disgusted.

(End of chapter)