Chapter Seventy-Nine: Whoever Wants to Kill Me, I Will Kill Him
"What a damn bad luck! Damn boy, don't let me get my chance, or I'm going to torture you!"
In an alley in the Roaring City, Ma Yedao held a wine jug and scolded angrily while drinking.
At this time, because it was late at night, there were not many people on the street, and in this alley, there was only Ma Yedao alone.
He was extremely resentful of Wu Yan, and he didn't know how many cruel torture methods he had in his heart, and he wanted to use them on Wu Yan.
Suddenly, Ma Yedao felt a murderous aura that was almost condensed into substance surging towards him!
Ma Yedao didn't dare to think about it, and immediately turned around with a punch.
"Bang!"
Ma Yezhi was attacked and took a few steps backwards before he could stop his body.
The labor pain in his arm made Ma Yedaoren frightened for a while, and when he saw the person who came, he immediately turned to joy, revealing an expression that there is a way in heaven and you don't go, and there is no door to hell.
"I said, which rat did this thing of stealing chickens and touching dogs, it turned out to be you, kid. Why? Do you feel sorry for Uncle Ben and sent things to the door?" Ma Yedaoren joked.
"I said that your fate will be the same as those before me, I have always been a good talker, but I can't deceive you. ”
As soon as Wu Yan's voice fell, his feet began to flash, and the whole person turned into an afterimage, fluctuating, like a ghost attacking Ma Yedaoren.
"It's ...... Body martial arts!!" Ma Yedao's pupils shrank, and he felt bad in his heart.
He couldn't have imagined that this ordinary-looking young man not only had the cultivation of the early stage of martial arts, but also knew martial arts!
In fact, this Ma Yedao is also a fan of wealth, this Wu Yan has Wu Ying's early cultivation for him, and he knows that Wu Yan has a high-grade spirit treasure, he doesn't want to think about it, just with his third-rate martial body, how can he be Wu Yan's opponent.
Shock is shock, and Ma Yedao people will not sit still.
He shook one hand, and a sharp knife suddenly appeared in his hand.
At the same time, with a flash of cold light, Wu Yan suddenly appeared in front of him, holding a green bamboo blade and slashing at him head-on.
The horse didn't have time to think about it, so he had to defend it with a horizontal sword.
"Boom!"
The horse was also shaken back by the force of the shock on the sword, and finally his feet were unstable, and he actually sat on the ground.
And although the big knife in his hand was not destroyed, it was also a loss of spirituality, and a big gap appeared on the edge of the knife.
Ma Yedao looked at the big knife in his hand, and his heart was so distressed that he was about to drip blood!
This is a low-grade spirit treasure that he spent a lot of money to get, and now that it has been cut by Wu Yan and is close to being scrapped, how can he not be heartbroken......
"Damn, you dare to destroy my spiritual treasure! I can't spare you!"
Ma Yedao shouted angrily, slapped his palm on the ground, and the whole person stood up.
Immediately, he made a fist with both hands on his chest, and a burst of fiery red light suddenly lit up on his fist.
It seems that he actually used the "Ming Yan Fist" again!
Wu Yan raised his eyebrows and said loudly: "It's a good time!"
After putting away the green bamboo blade, Wu Yan formed a fist with one hand, and the martial energy in his body continued to operate, gathering on the fist.
That trace of the power of the common people made the fist of the martial arts glow with a burst of blue light.
In the past, when Wu Yan was still in the realm of samurai, he tried to do this, gathering martial energy in a certain place and attacking.
However, because of the cultivation reasons, neither the amount of gathering nor the time is satisfactory.
And now that he has become a British-level martial artist, it is naturally not a problem to make this move again, and Wu Yan also wants to know how powerful this punch containing the power of the common people can be.
What Wu Yan didn't know was that his method of gathering martial energy in one place to attack was actually a move that most British-level martial artists would have, that is, a lowest-level martial art......
Ma Yedao saw that Wu Yan didn't use the green bamboo blade to take his own move, and he was overjoyed, if Wu Yan used the spirit treasure, then he really didn't dare to attack it like this.
And now this kid not only doesn't use Lingbao, but also uses the lowest-level Qi Gathering Fist, isn't this just sticking his face to himself?
Ma Yedao thought so.
"Bang!"
Two fists together.
Ma Yedao was knocked upside down by Wu Yan's punch and flew out several feet away, spitting blood.
He looked at Wu Yan with a shocked face and exclaimed, "Impossible! How can you be so strong in martial arts!"
Of course, Ma Ye would not understand why this lowest-level Qi Gathering Fist was so powerful in Wu Yan's hands.
He didn't know that the martial arts practiced by Wu Yan was the Xuantian Gong Method "Cangsheng Decision", and he didn't know that Wu Yan's martial arts were the common people's qi that contained the power of the common people!
Wu Yan struck a blow and nodded, quite satisfied with the power of his move.
As the saying goes, taking advantage of his illness and asking for his life, Wu Yan will not be stupid to say anything when he is in power.
Now that you know the approximate power of your moves, you don't need to put your hands away.
Wu Yan leaned forward, and the green bamboo blade came out of his hand, spun in the air, and roared away at Ma Yedaoren.
"You can't kill me! My eldest brother is the second leader of the Sansha Mercenary Group? You can't kill me!"
Ma Yedao was so desperate that he immediately moved out of his backer.
"Hmph, you don't care what kind of stupid you are, if you dare to beat my idea, you must be ready to die!"
Of course, Wu Yan would not stop because of Ma Ye's words, he knew that even if he let Ma Ye go at this time, this horse would also settle accounts with his autumn queen.
What's more, anyone who poses a threat to him, as long as he is capable, he will do whatever it takes to eradicate it.
"Poof!"
The green bamboo blade cut the body of Ma Yedao in half like cutting tofu, and the scarlet blood splashed all over the ground, looking particularly terrifying under the light of the cold moonlight.
Wu Yan walked over, picked up the green bamboo blade, wiped the blood stains on the knife with a strip of cloth, looked at the mutilated corpse of Ma Yedao, and said with a fierce face: "If you want to kill me, I will kill it!"
After finishing speaking, Wu Yan threw the strip of cloth that wiped the blood stains of the green bamboo blade on the body of the Ma Ye Dao people, and after taking off the storage ring of the Ma Ye Dao people, he wanted to leave.
When he turned around, he suddenly thought of Yan Yi in the Mitian Space.
Since he was promoted to the realm of martial arts, he had not been to the Heavenly Space once, and he didn't know if this Yan Yi had woken up.
The corpse of this Ma Yedao person should still have a lot of martial energy left, which should be helpful for Yan Yi's recovery.
"Old man, have you recovered?"
There was silence in the space, and there was no response.
Wu Yan frowned, and said: "Old man, I have the body of a British-level martial artist here, and there is still a lot of martial energy in the body, do you want to come out and devour it? If not, I'll leave." ”
As soon as Wu Yan's words fell, he saw a black gas coming out of his chest, wrapping the body of the Ma Yedao person.