Yun Xiaoyao looked at Yun Yang who was carrying him all the way back, and his heart was filled with shock and speechlessness.
This, this strength is too powerful!
It has to be said that the other party's attack really hit everyone's target.
The timing of the opponent's attack happened to be at a delicate moment when all killer organizations and loners were on the verge of extinction; even the Four Seasons Building suffered heavy losses due to a series of previous changes. Almost everyone thought that in a short period of time, at least in the past few days, , all forces will make no further moves!
But this attack happened so suddenly!
It caught everyone off guard, and the lineup was still so powerful!
Even if Yun Xiaoyao thought about it at this moment, if this power were to be used against Yun Yang alone, it would be like a mountain pressing down on him, killing a chicken with a butcher's knife!
Because of this, the opponent's fundamental intention is simple and crude: kill with one strike! Avoid future troubles forever!
However, this situation was so bad that there was absolutely no room for improvement. Yun Yang was forced to drag him to the end, until he and others sent reinforcements from the sky, completely surrounding the opponent and killing them all!
Yun Yang even insisted on saying a few words before he couldn't help but fainted.
This result is simply unbelievable, unimaginable, appalling, and beyond everyone’s cognitive system!
Yun Xiaoyao asked himself, if he were faced with a situation like today... would he survive
Yun Xiaoyao has never been a person who belittles himself. He calmed down and weighed it carefully and confirmed one thing... If he were in Yun Yang's position, at this moment... I'm afraid the other party would have gone back to drink the celebratory wine, and there wouldn't be any surprises. , any luck…
Thinking of this, Yun Xiaoyao couldn't help but shudder. On the contrary, Fang Mofei and Lao Mei remained calm all the time, and they didn't even realize how legendary and mythical this matter was.
Seeing everyone's surprise, the two of them felt a little secretly happy.
You guys know nothing about these idiots!
Young Master...that is Lord Yun. He is capable of everything he does and cannot do!
This kind of thing, even if it is not commonplace, is it just a common occurrence
The rise and fall of an army of millions is just a matter of his words... let alone a few killers in front of him!
A piece of cake!
How unreasonable!
Is this true? !
of course not!
The situation of Fang Mei and the two young masters is different from that of the four young masters. Their personal worship of Yun Yang has reached the point of blindly following Yun Yang. Whatever Yun Yang does, what is reasonable is reasonable, and what is unreasonable is also reasonable. Logic does not matter, it is common sense. , this is the legendary fan filter, it makes no sense!
The captured killers were all imprisoned in the secret room. Each one was tied to a pillar, and a series of painful groans could be heard immediately.
Everyone couldn't help but wonder, we just tied someone up and didn't torture him at all. It hurt. They really embarrassed the killer. But after looking carefully, they all shuddered in excitement.
I saw that every captured killer was covered with various scars.
Strictly speaking, these wounds are not deep. They only scratch the surface of the skin and do not penetrate further into the muscles and bones. They are typical skin trauma.
But there are too many scars, and each scar is about the same depth, which is quite shocking.
At this moment, they were all tied to the pillars. When they were twisted, the sequelae of countless knife marks were exposed. The most miserable guy among them did not seem to have much damage at first. It seemed that all his clothes were intact, but At first he struggled, his clothes were torn to pieces, and then from head to toe, he was covered in blood, and his whole body seemed to be covered in blood.
Everyone present had the same thought, this guy is destined to die, and he is destined to die just by bleeding!
But the man's cry was full of energy and showed no signs of decay: "It hurts me to death..."
Fang Mofei went up and looked carefully, and found that the blood on the guy had stopped on its own. He was a high-level cultivator after all. His recovery from pure flesh injuries was far better than that of ordinary people, but the knife marks were still glaring. He counted them carefully. This unlucky man This guy has such shallow scratches on his body, counting from the scalp, face, chest and shoulders... all the way to his calves, there are a total of... two hundred and thirty-five at most!
No, there are seven even on the soles of the feet. They are all fresh wounds, not old wounds. In other words... a total of two hundred and forty-two knife marks!
Well, this does not include the more than thirty marks on the two leather boots that were not cut through the leather boots, otherwise the number would be even more...
Fang Mofei swallowed involuntarily.
Wasn't this guy delayed
How
The legendary Ling Chi Shattering Technique is probably at this level!
Moreover, this kind of knife mark has another advantage, which is to save the need to bandage these guys.
Such a shallow wound can be healed by a high-level cultivator in just three or two days.
Of course, the more important factor is that... there is no way to bandage this thing, and there is no way to deal with it!
Among them, the one with the fewest knife marks had more than eighty on his body.
How would you like to bandage it
Even if the whole person is wrapped into a rice dumpling, there will still be some fish that slip through the net. Rather than doing this, it is better not to wrap the whole person, and you will not die anyway!
"The master's sword skills... are really..." Fang Mofei was amazed: "It's absolutely amazing..."
"Just for the knife marks on these individuals, the young master would have to chop at least more than two thousand knives to go out... If calculated like this, in today's short battle, wouldn't the young master..."
Lao Mei took a breath and was stunned by the number she thought of.
"The most conservative estimate is... more than thirty thousand dollars!?"
Fang Murphy gave a not very accurate estimate, and then he was stunned by the number.
In such a short period of time, facing an enemy who was several times stronger than himself, he slashed at least 30,000 knives almost without stopping... Moreover, Fang Mofei knew in his heart that in such a situation, he wanted to save his life. And create such a result, thirty thousand dollars? This is really the most conservative and minimal number!
"No wonder!" Fang Mofei said stupidly.
"What?" Lao Mei didn't understand.
"Didn't you see it?" Fang Mofei was a little distracted: "Our young master has a muscle strain, and his wrists, arms and shoulders... are all swollen... His wrists are swollen thicker than his thighs!... "
Lao Mei:…
Fang Mofei looked at Lao Mei with his dull eyes and said, "Isn't it hard to imagine?... It means it is thicker than your waist."
Lao Mei: ... It belongs to your uncle! I just lost a little weight...
In Yun Yang's bedroom.
Yun Yang lay quietly on his bed, sleeping soundly, completely unconscious. This was a deep sleep after extreme consumption, but it was very different from deep sleep. It could be regarded as a kind of restorative sleep.
Ji Lingxi and Shangguan Lingxiu were sitting quietly on the bed, one at the head of the bed and the other at the end of the bed.
To say that Yun Yang is really just exhausted now, and has no other problems, let alone any serious internal injuries. It was only after repeated inspections that the two women felt relieved and waited in peace like this. .
Ji Lingxi did more to Yun Yang. She first used extremely pure spiritual energy to sort out Yun Yang's meridians and further confirmed Yun Yang's condition. This move could also help Yun Yang recover earlier, and then That is to say, bandaging a few wounds. In fact, Yun Yang's battle was mainly about protracted fighting, so he naturally wanted to avoid extreme injuries as much as possible. Therefore, all the injuries he suffered were relatively minor, and there was a relatively shallow wound among them. This would It healed immediately on its own, and the remaining few severe ones didn't cause much trouble.