These days, Qin Ge's martial arts skills have greatly improved with the help of Zhou Yi, a top half-step broken master, and Murong Yanran, a human-shaped martial arts treasure book who has insight into countless martial arts secrets of Langhuan Blessed Land. First of all, the sound attack technique of the Jiushao Dingyin Sword has made a qualitative leap, from simply interfering with the opponent to being able to hurt people with just the sword's whistle. This move immediately caused many Xiaoxiang Pavilion gang members to suffer internal injuries and wail in pain on the ground.
Seeing that the checkpoint encountered the enemy, the members of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion who were patrolling in the distance released an attack signal in an instant and rushed over immediately. At one move, twenty or thirty hidden weapons were thrown at Zhou Yi and Qin Ge from all directions.
There were a series of "ding ding ding" sounds, and Qin Ge wielded his sword gracefully to shoot out the darts one by one. However, Zhou Yi was even simpler, and with a simple burst of internal energy, all the hidden weapons missed their target.
Suddenly, Zhou Yi let out a long whistle and stomped on the spot. The wooden stakes at the checkpoint were shaken up, and he actually caught the ten-meter-long stake with his bare hands and swung it out. The stake was spinning in the air, and then with a "bang" it fell to a place twenty meters away, and four or five guys who were throwing hidden weapons were knocked down directly.
Before the person could get up, Zhou Yi had already arrived in front of him, picked up a thing casually, and twisted it gently with his jade-like hands.
With a "click".
Everyone in Xiaoxiang Pavilion was stunned.
The brother's neck was broken by Zhang He's bare hands, and blood splattered from his mouth and nose!
The first man was thrown away by Zhou Yi with his bare hands, and the second man was struggling and unable to get up. Zhou Yi chopped the man's neck with a palm knife, and the man collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud.
This time no one was holding out for luck, as everyone knew that brother was not going to survive.
However, an unprecedented sense of fear surged in the hearts of every Xiaoxiang Pavilion gang member standing on the bank of the canal. These gang members were licking blood on the tip of a knife all day long. What kind of battle scenes had they not seen
But now... Everyone felt a chill, not for anything else, but because this masked killer was too cruel and cold. Everyone was still in a daze, none of the five players under the stake survived, and the last guy was stepped on to death by Zhou Yi, without any mercy at all.
Zhou Yi slowly turned around and said calmly: "I said I can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, do you believe me now?"
As soon as he finished speaking this time, someone actually turned around and ran. People were not fools. When they saw Zhou Yi easily killed more than a dozen brothers and sisters, they knew that this person was definitely a master and it would be even easier for him to kill them.
If you don't run now, when will you run
The checkpoint at the shore was in chaos, and someone fell down screaming in the confusion. They were the players who had run less than ten meters away. There were copper coins embedded in the back of their necks, and they were killed instantly by Qin Ge's gold dart.
"Whoever escapes will die!" Qin Ge said coldly.
"Brothers, let's fight him!" Finally someone shouted, regrouped from the fear just now, and began to surround him from all directions relying on the advantage of numbers.
At this moment, at least a dozen weapons came towards Zhou Yi from different directions. Zhou Yi was filled with murderous intent and sneered, "Come on!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped five meters into the air and a cold light flashed in the air.
Buzz!
The sharp sound of swords broke through the air, and Dielianhua finally made a move. The first move was a group attack sword style like the Blue Sky Sword Sea, and in an instant, sword rain fell all over the sky.
When Zhou Yi fell down, countless corpses fell down around him. Everyone's chest was cut open and blood gushed out like a fountain.
With Zhou Yi's current martial arts attainments, even a few simple dots and strokes contain a powerful force that no one can resist. How could it be blocked by just a few ordinary disciples of Xiaoxiang Pavilion
"Swish, swish, swish!" A few more cold lights appeared, and shrill screams continued to float in the sky above the entire riverside, and spread far away to the headquarters of Xiaoxiang Pavilion.
The loud military bugle call resounded throughout the sky above the enemy, the curtain of the main tent of the camp was lifted, and Wang Yaonan rushed up to the watchtower in the camp.
Wang Yaonan only took a look outside and couldn't help wanting to vomit. The riverside checkpoints along the coast were littered with corpses, some with their throats slit, some with their necks broken, and some stabbed to death.
The bloodstains were spreading all the way and were flying towards the station.
Boom! Before he could figure out what was going on, a deafening roar came from the direction of the camp gate, and the sound of the camp bombing instantly boiled over.
When he used his light Kung Fu to leap down from the watchtower, he saw Zhou Yi stabbing an archer in the chest with a sword. With a light stroke of Dielianhua, blood immediately scattered in all directions.
Wang Yaonan was still in a daze when Zhou Yi appeared in front of him in a flash, stroking the bloody blade of his sword. “Haven’t you guys from Xiaoxiang Pavilion been looking for me?”
Wang Yaonan suddenly didn't know how to answer this question. It was neither right to answer nor not to answer. After a long while, he stammered, "Brother Qianbei, is there anything we can discuss?"
Wang Yaonan had only said half of his words when he saw that Zhou Yi was a little distracted. He suddenly roared and pounced on him, stabbing Zhou Yi with the long sword in his hand with a sharp whistling sound.
Wang Yaonan could serve as a small leader of a camp in Xiaoxiang Pavilion, so he was naturally a very capable person. This sword strike was indeed beautiful, with a good combination of strength and speed. In addition, yellow light flashed on the sword, and it was obvious that he had pushed his internal strength to the peak. He also knew that if he failed to hit a master like Zhou Yi, he would only wait for death.
But he didn't have to wait for death, because when the tip of his sword was about to pierce Zhou Yi's chest, it suddenly stopped and fell - Dielianhua had already pierced his throat.
Although he stabbed first, Zhou Yi took the initiative and pierced his throat with his sword. What a terrible speed and what a terrible judgment.
Qin Ge on the side also used the Jiushao Dingyin Sword. The sword shadow and the life-taking sound waves spread wildly in the field, leaving corpses everywhere wherever it went.
However, in just over ten minutes, most of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion disciples in this camp had been killed, and the last one left was a female gang member with a knife. She stood in front of Zhou Yi, swallowing saliva lavishly, and even her knife was shaking.
Zhou Yi slowly put the Butterfly Love Flower into the scabbard on his back, and said with a frivolous look: "Little girl, you look pretty good, I'll let you go back and report the news. Don't get it wrong, I can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk!"
After saying that, he swung his sword again, and the sword energy caused the bonfire in the camp to surge, and flames splashed. In an instant, the whole camp was ablaze.
Zhou Yi's slender figure stretched out in the mottled firelight, like an evil ghost stepped out of the underworld, eerie and terrifying! (To be continued)