Martial Arts Assassin Master

Chapter 190 Magic Sound Art

The harsh music sounded, making Zhao Fanxing upset and dizzy.

At this time, the hidden weapon killers around him waved their arms and released a large amount of money darts.

The darts spun at high speed and hit the back of his neck and waist.

Zhao Fanxing used the "Marrow Cleansing Sutra" internal strength method to quickly calm his mind and stop anxiety.

"Liuyun Feishou!" Then, he waved his sleeves and kept drawing circles.

The hidden weapons that flew towards him were all caught in his sleeves, and fell to the ground with a "crash".

The old man exclaimed: "Oh? You actually know this set of martial arts."

While speaking, he continued to play the erhu and attacked with terrible music.

Zhao Fanxing was unmoved, relying on the "Marrow Cleansing Sutra" to resist, and rushed towards the hidden weapon killer.

The hidden weapon killers flew back in a hurry, and their hands kept freeing money to attack his face and lower abdomen.

But no matter how the enemy attacked, Zhao Fanxing waved his sleeves and easily resolved it.

"Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms!" He also waved his palms continuously after approaching the enemy, releasing countless palm winds.

The hidden weapon killer immediately jumped sideways to dodge.

"Shock Baili!" Zhao Fanxing suddenly changed his move, jumped behind the enemy, waved his palms, and released a strong palm wind around him.

"Boom!" Although the Hidden Weapon Killer was fast, he still couldn't dodge in time. He was directly blasted out, his protective energy dissipated, his back was hit hard, and he spit out blood, lying on the ground.

"Serial Flying Knife!" Zhao Fanxing stood on the spot, mobilized his inner strength, and cast "Little Li Flying Knife". With a wave of both hands, "Flame Flying Knife" flew out from his fingertips.

"Whoosh, whoosh!" Countless cold lights flickered, and just as the hidden weapon killers wanted to get up, a blood hole appeared in their backs.

Their eyes were wide open, they were completely dead, and their bodies were ignited by the flames and turned into ashes.

Seeing this scene, the remaining hidden weapon killers completely lost their fighting spirit and turned around to run away.

"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!" Zhao Fanxing flew up, waved his palms in the air, and slapped the opponent's forehead continuously.

The hidden weapon killers turned around in a hurry, threw money darts, and attacked his lower abdomen.

But Zhao Fanxing's palm wind was too strong and knocked all these hidden weapons to the ground.

Hidden weapon killers have nowhere to hide, only to forcibly wave their palms to resist.

"Papa!" Their internal strength couldn't be compared with Zhao Fanxing's, their meridians were directly shattered, and they vomited blood and died.

At the same time, the old man playing the erhu saw that his men were wiped out, but he didn't feel disappointed at all. Instead, he said happily, "It's good to die, and save them from robbing me of rewards."

Zhao Fanxing landed on the ground and praised: "It seems that you are a very cold-blooded guy, you don't even care about your own people."

The old man shook his head: "No, I still care about the head Simonke very much. For him, I can give my life."

Zhao Fanxing asked: "What are you planning to do in the capital?"

The old man smiled: "Then there is no need to ask? Of course we are in control of the imperial court. The world will be ours sooner or later. At that time, we can get everything without having to show up."

Zhao Fanxing smiled: "Really? As long as I'm here, your Divine Shadow Palace may not be able to control the world!"

Before the words fell, he threw himself into the opponent again.

But at this moment, the old man suddenly moved the erhu, releasing a huge piercing noise.

The sound was so unpleasant that it shattered the surrounding cups.

Zhao Fanxing also hurriedly used the "Marrow Washing Sutra" to fight with his own internal strength.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the old man pulled out a dagger from his waist and stabbed him directly in the chest.

"One Finger of Consonance!" Zhao Fanxing stretched out the two fingers of his right hand, clamping the tip of the opponent's sword tightly.

The old man raised his left leg and kicked him towards his lower abdomen from bottom to top.

Zhao Fanxing immediately flew up to avoid the attack.

"Magic sound skill!" The old man pulled up the erhu again, releasing a series of sound waves.

Zhao Fanxing waved his palms, releasing a wall of air.

"Bang!" The sound wave was blocked by the air wall and disappeared into nothingness.

"Drunken Fist!" Zhao Fanxing took advantage of the situation and landed on the ground, swung his right fist and hit the opponent's head hard.

The old man raised his left palm to block his punch, swung the dagger with his right hand, and stabbed him obliquely at the vital point.

Zhao Fanxing spun around in the air, avoiding the blow.

While landing, he also waved his fists and hit the opponent's front door and throat at extremely fast speeds.

The power of this set of boxing in close quarters was fully revealed, forcing the old man to put down his weapon and swing his palms at each other.

"Papa!" The two fists and palms intersected, and they fought dozens of moves.

Zhao Fanxing's boxing was fast and slow, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, which made the old man hard to guard against, and he was almost hit by the punch several times.

And the old man's "Magic Sound Art" was unable to use it at full strength, and was subject to many restrictions.

"Xiangu offers wine!" Zhao Fanxing stepped on small steps, swaying left and right, as if he was half drunk, but his fists made a gesture of holding and being crushed, pushing back and forth, as if toasting.

There was surprise in the old man's eyes: "What a weird boxing technique."

He immediately flew back, pulled the erhu, and released countless sound waves.

But these sound waves were all avoided by Zhao Fanxing with small steps.

The tables, chairs and benches were hit by sound waves and shattered instantly.

However, Zhao Fanxing came to the enemy and continuously swung heavy punches.

The old man was caught off guard and could only resist forcefully.

"Bang!" But Zhao Fanxing made a feint at this time, smashing the erhu in the opponent's arms with one punch.

Without the weapon, the old man's eyes showed fear, and he turned and ran away hastily.

"Don't use Qianlong!" Zhao Fanxing cast "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms" at this moment, waved his palms, and released a golden dragon, circling and rushing forward.

"Boom!" The old man couldn't dodge in time, and was directly blasted out. The true energy of his body protection dissipated, and his chest was also hit hard. He vomited blood and coughed continuously.

Zhao Fanxing landed lightly on the ground and asked: "You have been lurking here all this time just to kill those who threaten the interests of your Shenying Palace, right?"

The old man said: "That's right, I don't know how many people have been secretly killed by my 'Magic Sound Art', but it's a pity that I can't kill you."

Zhao Fanxing nodded: "Then I will give you a good time."

"Little Li Flying Knife!" As he spoke, he raised his right hand, and a flying knife flew out from his fingertips.

When the old man reacted, a throwing knife was already stuck in his throat.

He also died soon after.

The system prompts: "Kill the undercover agent of Shenying Palace in the capital, and reward 20000 practice points."

Zhao Fanxing stabilized his mind, walked to the enemy's body, pulled out the throwing knife, and started searching.

Soon, he found the waist badge and a letter of Shenying Palace in it.

What was written in the letter was the plan to kill Zhao Fanxing and prevent him from destroying the Shenying Palace.

But what the plan is, it is not clearly stated above.

Zhao Fanxing put the letter in his arms, performed lightness kung fu, and flew away.

Half an hour later, in an inn.

Zhao Fanxing washed off the blood on his body, entered the martial arts interface, and continued to practice "Liuyun Feixiu".

(End of this chapter)