According to a normal person's thinking, he must not be able to believe Lin Yi, no matter how sincere his expression is and how moving his gestures are, it is impossible to believe it!

I'm also a normal person. Naturally, it is impossible to believe Lin Yi.

Before I could distinguish the truth clearly, I rashly killed Lao Yang, how could I do such a stupid thing?

And Lin Yi became more and more anxious, not only grinning on his face, but also stomping on his feet. At this moment, Zheng Wu, who had taken two steps forward, turned around and said strangely, "Zuo Fei, why don't you leave?"

"It's coming. ”

I immediately chased after it and stopped paying attention to Lin Yi.

Outside the tent, the snow was still falling, the ground was covered in white, and the monkeys, Huang Jie, and Yamamoto Miyamura were fighting not far away, and the sound of "clanging" was endless.

There are no street lights in the alley, but the snow still shines brightly.

The car parked in front of the gate was also brutally destroyed. The iron sheet on the car was torn apart, and there were uneven knife marks. It was obviously injured by Huang Jie's Huilong knife, and there were also knife marks with flat edges, so I don't know if it was a monkey or Yamamoto Miyamura.

In the snow, Monkey, Huang Jie, and Yamamoto Miyamura were each scarred, no matter who had at least four or five knife marks on their bodies, blood sprinkled on the snow, like red plums blooming in the snow.

The golden light on the monkey knife, the blue light on Huang Jie's knife, and the purple light on Yamamoto Miyamura's knife are intertwined, extremely fast and fleeting, and a little spark flashes in the collision, like a laser sword fight in Star Wars.

In my eyes, Monkey and Huang Jie are already strong enough, but Yamamoto Miyamura can still fight with the two of them, and the strength of this Oriental should not be underestimated.

The three of them kept fighting fiercely in the wind and snow, the monkey's strange footwork, and Huang Jie's soaring knife momentum. and Yamamoto Miyamura's superb knife skills, which constitute a beautiful and balanced picture, as if the needle cannot be inserted and the water cannot be splashed, which makes people have a subtle mentality that cannot bear to be disturbed.

"Damn, I haven't killed that guy for so long, it seems that I can't do without me. Zheng Wu suddenly stomped his feet, and his body was like a vigorous cheetah, turning into a black shadow and quickly pounced.

In the wind and snow, Zheng Wu suddenly rushed up, naturally breaking this delicate balance.

Airplanes!

Zheng Wu's body is like a heavy truck of hundreds of tons. rushed over with a mighty offensive that seemed to destroy everything, forcing both Monkey and Huang Jie to make way for him, for fear of hurting themselves.

In an instant, Zheng Wu had already rushed to Yamamoto Miyamura, and a huge fist was pressed towards Yamamoto's ribs.

But Yamamoto Miyamura was not a vegetarian either, and the katana was raised high, and then fell rapidly, slashing towards Zheng Wu's chest.

Dangerous!

This is not a lose-lose situation, but a tragedy of one death and one injury! No matter how strong Zheng Wu is, he is also flesh and skin, and he can't kill Yamamoto Miyamura with one punch. But he can be slashed to death by Yamamoto Miyamura!

And Zheng Wu didn't realize it, and still punched it hard, like a nail that never looked back.

This guy is naturally fierce and never knows what to dodge from.

Fortunately, I followed behind Zheng Wu, so I immediately flashed to Zheng Wu's side, and before Yamamoto Miyamura's knife fell, I reached out and grabbed his knife. At this moment, the pain in my heart spread in my palm.

I was taken aback in my heart, I saw that Yamamoto Miyamura's katana was nothing special, and it could actually break my dragon wrapping hand?!

What's even weirder is that my brain is a little dizzy. What the hell, even if it's cut a little and bleeds, it won't go into shock, right?

At the same time, Zheng Wu's voice sounded in his ears.

"Baji Fist Collapse!"

Zheng Wu's fist exploded on Yamamoto Miyamura's ribs, Yamamoto Miyamura's body immediately flew out like a kite with a broken string, and the katana was also drawn from my hand, I quickly released my palm, otherwise the injury would be aggravated.

With a bang, Yamamoto Miyamura fell to the ground and rolled in the snow for several times before stopping.

There were two black shadows behind him, and of course Monkey and Huang Jie would not miss this opportunity, one holding the Jinluan Knife and the other holding the Dragon Knife, each slashing towards Yamamoto Miyamura. Yamamoto Miyamura was beaten by Zheng Wu and spit out a mouthful of blood, but he quickly stood up and slashed towards the monkey and Huang with a knife.

"Soul Eater, Break!"

Yamamoto Miyamura shouted, and "jingle" sounded twice, and immediately sparks flew everywhere, and Yamamoto Miyamura blocked the knives of the monkey and Huang. The monkey quickly retracted his knife again, and the strange footwork reappeared, and somehow he ran behind Yamamoto Miyamura.

Bang!

The golden light flashed and stabbed towards the back of Yamamoto Miyamura's heart.

And Yamamoto Miyamura seemed to have expected this move, his body rose from the ground, turned over in the air, and fell to the ground with a "bang". But he was obviously injured by Zheng Wu, and he was slightly unstable when he landed.

As soon as he landed, Yamamoto Miyamura immediately protected the lord's body with a knife and looked at the four directions vigilantly. Standing in all directions, Zheng Wu, Monkey, and Huang Jie formed a vicious wolf trapped sheep, and Yamamoto couldn't escape if he wanted to.

Yes, the monkey's thorn just now, although it did not stab Yamoto, forced him into our encirclement.

I have reason to believe that the monkey did it on purpose.

The snow was still falling, falling on our shoulders and heads, and in the blink of an eye, we became five snowmen.

Yamamoto Miyamura gasped for breath, his purple katana across his chest, looking at us vigilantly.

Only then did I look down at my hand, and sure enough, there was a scar on it, and blood was oozing from it. Still, my dragon wrapping hand had a certain effect, otherwise my palm would have been cut off by Yamamoto's knife.

Yamamoto's katana didn't look unusual, and it wasn't made of any special material, but it was able to break my dragon wrapper. Then there is only one possibility, this guy is also a person who refines qi, and he has his true qi on the body of the knife!

The first time I saw Tang Yijian, Tianlong reminded me not to grab his sword with my hands, because his sword has true qi infused on his body, which can break our dragon entanglement. In short, True Qi is indeed a great thing, although we haven't developed it yet.

However, Yamamoto Miyamura's "rank" of refining qi should not be high, otherwise he would have killed a few of us in seconds.

"Yamamoto Miyamura, stop making senseless resistance. The monkey said suddenly.

"Huh. ”

Yamamoto Miyamura laughed: "It is undeniable that you are indeed the strongest I have seen since I came to Dragon City, and your external skills and physical skills are even at their peak. But to my surprise, you are all so powerful, but none of you use True Qi.

Haha, I once heard my master say that the method of refining qi in the East was passed down from your Huaxia, but now there are very few people in your Huaxia who refine qi.

The reason for this is because you are afraid of the risks involved, and you are afraid to take that step. My master said that although there are capable people in the land of China, most of them are still cowardly and greedy, so although your country is vast, it is always inferior to our great oriental country. I didn't believe it before, but now when I see you, I do!"

After listening to Yamamoto Miyamura's tirade, I really want to scold him for letting go of your mother's stinky shit, my brothers have been refining qi recently, but they haven't practiced to your level yet.

But when I think about it, it seems that it is useless to say it, Yamamoto will not believe it, and we can't let him touch our stomachs like Mushi to see if there is true qi in our bodies.

And on the other hand, what Yamamoto said is actually right, many people who have cultivated to the extreme of external skills, even if they know the method of refining qi, are not willing to take that risk, this Mu Shi also said.

Seeing that we didn't speak, Yamamoto was even more proud: "What's the matter, I'm right, you don't even dare to practice qi, and you still want to defeat our country, it's really ridiculous!"

"You're wrong. The monkey suddenly said, "If you want to become a master, refining qi is not the only way. We will now use practical actions to tell you how we, who don't refine qi, defeated you who refining qi!"

I knew in my heart that the monkey's words were for Huang Jie.

Among us, he is the only one who does not refine qi.

"Hehe, speak wildly!" Yamamoto Miyamura held his sword in both hands and made an attack posture at us: "I'll let you see what a real master is!"

"Okay, old dog Yamamoto, you should have rested enough, don't say that our brothers haven't given you a chance. As he spoke, the monkey looked at me and Zheng Wu, and said in a loud voice: "Remember to hold your breath when fighting him, this Oriental devil's knife is a little strange, it seems to have been soaked in some kind of potion, and it will emit a smell that causes people to be stunned and even hallucinate!"

it!

I said how I felt a little dizzy in my brain just now, and it turned out to be strange on Yamamoto Miyamura's knife.

Zheng Wu also scolded: "I fucked your grandma, but I was scared to death, I said that I punched you, why did you faint like this, and almost fell down." You bastard, you still claim to be a master, and you use this kind of indiscriminate means?!"

Yamamoto Miyamura frowned slightly: "What do you know, my knife is called the Soul Devouring Knife, and it has been soaked in dozens of medicinal materials when it is refined, and it is designed to capture people's hearts! ”

"Hehe, die here!"

The monkey shouted, and the golden knife in his hand suddenly shook, and the accumulated snowflakes on it fell one after another. Jin Bird is talented.

Then there was a flash of gold.

Bang!

The monkey was like an arrow from the hyun, and as soon as his heel hit the ground, his body flew over, and the snowflakes shook off his body.

At the same time, the three of us also used our own housekeeping skills, rushing towards Yamamoto Miyamura from different directions and angles, and the accumulated snowflakes on our bodies fell to the ground one after another.

Rush, kill!

In the snowflakes in the sky, four black shadows swept towards Yamamoto Miyamura.