Martial Arts Escort System: I Got A Maxed Level Divine Technique From The Beginning Chapter 716 - 306: Capturing2

"Where do you think you’re going!?"

Zhen Xiaoxiao let out an angry shout, wanting to jump up to stop... However, her weight was clearly insufficient for her to use her Qinggong, so she simply flicked her wrist and threw the One-legged Copper Man she held in her hand.

This throw was truly frightening.

The One-legged Copper Man was extrely heavy, but it seed weightless in her grasp, as if it were nothing.

Now, as she swung and threw it, the force generated whistled and spun, charging towards the middle-aged carpenter with the velocity of thunder.

Before it could even reach him, the terrifying force was already enough to make one not want to face its edge.

In a mont of thought, he pressed his palms down and perford a thousand jin drop, his feet crashing down onto the ground.

Yet the One-legged Copper Man, whistling through the air, disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye.

Zhen Xiaoxiao watched as the One-legged Copper Man gradually vanished, her expression growing rigid. She opened her mouth and let out a couple of ’ayya’s in frustration, then glared furiously at the middle-aged carpenter:

"It’s all your fault!!!"

As her voice fell, she charged forward with a thunderous roar, flipping her palms and striking fiercely.

The middle-aged carpenter was also feeling a bit defiant.

What in the world is all this ss?

How is it my fault?

You were the one who threw the One-legged Copper Man, weren’t you?

His mind churned with these thoughts, but his hands did not stop moving, and he suddenly took a deep breath and struck out with a palm.

Boom!!!

In the blink of an eye, their palms collided.

Logically, given Zhen Xiaoxiao’s imnse physical strength, if she struck with her palm, even a stone lion would shatter into pieces.

However, the man before her rely stumbled, imdiately steadying his stance.

His stance irregular, while his complexion took on a shade of grayish white, then in the next mont, he lifted one foot and stamped down violently on the ground.

A surge of powerful Inner Strength roared forth.

Zhen Xiaoxiao found his Inner Strength to be extrely peculiar.

Although they were clashing palms against each other, her own Inner Strength seed to vanish without a trace as soon as it struck, like a clay oxen sinking into the sea.

While his Inner Strength seed like threads, always finding gaps to penetrate the ridians within her body.

Wherever it passed, the Inner Strength stored in her ridians and acupoints began to steadily deplete.

"What kind of martial arts is this?"

Zhen Xiaoxiao was montarily stunned; since her martial arts had beco effective, she had never encountered this situation before.

In the past, her opponents would either collapse upon contact with her Inner Strength.

Or they would crumble under her brute force...

She had been unbeatable so far, except for Chief Su Mo, boasting Inner Strength and physical strength that could be said to be unrivaled.

This was the first ti she encountered soone she couldn’t knock away, and his Inner Strength was so sneakily effective?

As she was taken aback, she once again channeled her Inner Strength and charged fiercely towards her opponent.

The middle-aged carpenter was also frowning deeply.

The martial arts he employed was extraordinary and for the mont, he found himself unable to defeat this corpulent foe.

Seeing the formidable Inner Strength of his opponent and knowing it would be difficult to subdue her, he heaved a sigh and, taking advantage of the montum, leaped back to retreat.

In a blink, he had landed on the roof opposite.

Zhen Xiaoxiao wanted to stop him, but saw several shadows pouncing towards her. As she brushed away a few shadows with successive strikes, the middle-aged man had already found his footing on the rooftop.

With a beckoning finger, the myriad of shadows abruptly gathered behind him.

Zhen Xiaoxiao looked around and imdiately set her sights on the Bai Zhan Blade in Hu Sandao’s hands.

She reached out to snatch it.

How could that be allowed?

Hu Sandao hurriedly hid the Bai Zhan Blade behind him, shaking his head as vigorously as a rattle-drum.

Your One-legged Copper Man, throwing that away is one thing, but now you even want to snatch my Bai Zhan Blade?

Chief awarded this treasure sword, it wasn’t for you to throw around!

Although Hu Sandao didn’t utter a word, the aning in his eyes was crystal clear.

The middle-aged carpenter on the rooftop saw this, let out a slight chuckle, turned around, and was about to leap away, but in the next mont, his expression drastically changed.

Sohow, atop the eaves opposite him, stood a person.

This person was not old, hair fluttering in the wind, carrying a Sword Box on his back, smiling while watching him.

"..."

The face of the middle-aged carpenter stiffened instantly, without thinking, he turned around to escape in a different direction.

But as he looked up, he saw Su Mo standing on the eaves opposite him.

"Ah!?"

This shock was no small matter; Su Mo was clearly not here just a mont ago, so how did he suddenly change places?

He quickly turned back to look at the original location of Su Mo.

To find it already empty...

In a mont of shock, he hastily turned around again, only to find that Su Mo, who had been standing on the opposite rooftop, had already reached him.

"What’s the matter, my friend? What are you looking at?"

Su Mo asked with a smile: "Why not let have a look too?"

The carpenter was in no position to speak.

His ten fingers hooked, and in an instant, several shadows soared into the air, heading straight for Su Mo.

However, in the next mont, Su Mo disappeared without a trace.

As if in a flash, he reappeared, and the black shadows in the palm of his hand seed not yet to realize what had happened when they already began burning with fierce flas.

"The tricks of Eternal Night Valley are too familiar to , yet I never expected that Wusheng Hall would harbor an Evil Person from Eternal Night Valley.

"This matter, I’m afraid Great Hall Master Wan Yutang will have to provide , Su Mo, with an explanation."

As he spoke, a palm strike had already arrived.

The man had no way to dodge; if he turned to run, the palm striking his back would surely be fatal.

He could only cross his arms in a feeble attempt to block the strike, but how could Su Mo’s punches and kicks be so easily warded off?