Bang, bang, bang…
In the hall, a figure was thrown high up, and below him, a figure with his feet above and his head below kicked out with his legs wildly.
boom…
Following an extremely powerful whip kick hitting the figure's waist, the figure was blown away like a cannonball, and his whole body hit the pillar of the hall, breaking it, and then flew some distance before stopping.
"Wang Yi...die!"
As soon as Wang Yi landed, a crazy figure suddenly pounced on him.
This person turned out to be Du Yitian, who had been knocked away after a fight with Wang Yi.
"die… "
Although Du Yitian had fallen into a state of possession, he still seemed to be rational. Not only did he know that the enemy was Wang Yi, he also had a very good grasp of the timing.
At this time, Wang Yi was hit by Yan Xiong's continuous Wind God Kicks, and his body was paralyzed after hitting the pillar.
Even if Wang Yi is a sixth-rank warrior, it doesn’t mean he is a god.
He would feel pain when being hit. The reason why he broke Du Yitian's sword before was simply because the power of his true energy was too great.
And now, under Yan Xiong's dozens of consecutive kicks, even if he didn't die, he would be skinned alive.
Therefore, at this moment, Du Yitian’s knife is very likely to kill Wang Yi.
"ah… "
Du Yitian's knife was originally heading straight for Wang Yi's head, but Wang Yi still had strength and suddenly turned sideways, allowing his head to avoid the knife.
However, he dodged his head, but his arm was badly injured.
His entire left arm was cut off.
"Ah... Die! I want you to die! All of you, die!"
Wang Yi, whose arm was cut off, let out a miserable roar.
He raised his right arm, blood-red internal energy flowed, and he struck out with a fierce palm.
A blood-red palm print suddenly flew out from his palm and headed straight towards Du Yitian.
"kill… "
The palm print was so fast and sharp that Du Yitian had no time to avoid it. In addition, Du Yitian was in a possessed state and was so crazy that he didn't know how to avoid it. He just faced the palm print and chopped it down with a knife.
The sword light was bright and a strong wind suddenly blew.
The palm print was split into two by a knife and completely dissipated.
However, although he managed to break the palm print with one knife, Du Yitian was also blasted away by the force brought by the palm print.
"You should have died years ago. What are you still doing?"
A cruel voice sounded, and a blood-red streak suddenly flew out.
The blood-red streak was extremely fast and in a blink of an eye it was in front of Du Yitian and passed through his chest.
Bang!
After passing through Du Yitian's body, the blood-red silk thread lost its power and fell from mid-air.
It was a left hand.
Wang Yi actually used his severed left hand as a weapon.
Just one blow left a big hole as thick as an arm on Du Yitian's chest.
"Master..."
A voice full of grief and indignation was heard, and Du Sha, who had never had the chance to intervene, finally couldn't help but take action.
His sword light was everywhere, and countless sword shadows were slashed in the air, directly slashing towards Wang Yi.
pity.
His strength has just entered the seventh level, how can he be a match for Wang Yi.
After only two moves, he was kicked away by Wang Yi, who had a broken arm, and his body fell several feet away.
After knocking Du Sha away, Wang Yi's terrifying eyes suddenly stared at Yan Xiong who was recovering.
If we were to ask who Wang Yi hated the most among the few people, it would undoubtedly be Yan Xiong.
It was this guy who shook him out of the pool of blood.
You know, he hasn't been out of the blood pool for nearly two years.
The reason why he was able to break through to the sixth level despite being seriously injured was all because of this pool of blood.
He practiced a blood-sucking technique.
This martial art sounds very similar to the Blood Knife Sect's martial art.
But it’s not.
This martial art is a magical skill.
Practitioners build blood pools with human blood. The human body is nourished by the blood pool and absorbs the essence of the blood in the blood pool to practice.
This martial art has a shortcoming, that is, if you leave the blood pool before achieving some success, then all your efforts will be wasted.
And he was only a few days away from achieving some minor success in this martial art.
In just a few days, he would be able to take advantage of the small success in this martial art and break through from the early sixth level to the fifth level in one fell swoop.
As long as he breaks into the fifth level, he will be able to return to the current Blood Knife Sect with a strong attitude and occupy an important position in the newly re-established Blood Knife Sect.
But.
Now, all the efforts have been wasted with only a few days left.
Therefore, one can imagine how much he hates Yan Xiong.
Seeing Wang Yi's murderous eyes, Yan Xiong squinted his eyes and was cautious.
He had already made up his mind to find the right opportunity to escape.
Now Du Yitian is basically dead, and even if Du Sha is not dead, it will be of almost no use.
As for Liang Xian, the convener of this trip.
I don’t know if this guy was dead or something, but after falling into the pool of blood, he became motionless.
So, now he is almost facing Wang Yi alone.
Although Wang Yi had lost one arm.
But looking at him, it seemed that the arm had no effect on his strength.
In this situation, he alone could not be a match for Wang Yi.
"How do you want to die, kid..."
Coo coo coo…
Wang Yigang spoke.
Blood bubbles suddenly appeared in the blood pool.
The blood bubbles appeared more and more, and in a few breaths, the entire blood pool quickly boiled like boiling water.
Seeing this scene, Wang Yi's face changed rapidly and he touched his chest.
This touch caused him to suddenly go crazy.
"Mr. Liang, you are looking for death!"
He let out a roar and ignored Yan Xiong, the person he hated the most. He jumped up and down and rushed towards the blood pool.
Boom…
His roar was like a key that unlocked the demon from the abyss.
The entire hall began to shake.
Yan Xiong's face changed, and without any hesitation, he took a step forward to escape.
"Hahahaha... Bloodthirsty Sword... After all these years, I finally waited for you!"
A violent and arrogant laugh suddenly rang out.
As the violent laughter continued, the building shook even more violently, and rubble began to fall from the ground.
Yan Xiong jumped up and down a few times, landed next to Du Yitian, pulled off the Qingxin Jade from his neck, and then rushed out of the hall without hesitation.
"Mr. Liang, give me back my Bloodthirsty Sword!"
As soon as he walked out of the hall, Yan Xiong heard Wang Yi's angry roar from inside. Then, there was a splash sound from inside, which should be Wang Yi jumping into the pool of blood.
Boom…
Just like an earthquake, the entire hall shook more and more violently.
Seeing this, Yan Xiong ran even faster.
finally.
A dazzling light appeared before my eyes, and I was almost at the exit.
At this moment, Yan Xiong used the art of catching shadows to the extreme.
boom…
The hall began to collapse.
call…
Yan Xiong's figure suddenly rushed out from the exit.
After landing on a house in the nearby valley, he turned around and looked towards the hall.
"Sir, what happened in there? Where is my village leader?"
Only then did Yan Xiong realize that the hall was already full of people.
The person who asked him the question was a middle-aged man with a refined face.
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