0069 Mystic Forces
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More than a hundred people walked out of the woods in a row, all dressed as samurai, with a murderous aura on their bodies.
Among these people, the worst strength is also a second-rate master, and the first-class master accounts for nearly two percent. Behind the first brocade-robed white-eyed man, there were six top masters.
The white-eyed man walked out of the woods, looked at the corpses of the five Khitans on the ground, showed a sneer, and said disdainfully: "Yelu Chuqi, this waste, can't even handle a small beggar gang, and dare to call himself the No. 1 master of Daliao?" Still want to fight our master? Hmph, the old man made a small plan to let them die without a place to be buried, what a fool! ”
Su Yi looked at the white-eyed man, the other party's strength was long, and although his momentum was not as strong as Yelu Chuqi, it was more feminine and difficult to guess. His intuition told him that the man in front of him was even more difficult to deal with than Yeluchuqi.
Su Yi looked at the white-eyed man and the others, and said, "You are the mastermind behind the plot of my beggar gang, right?" Tie Tongtian, Tie Dahai, and the masked warriors along the way are all your people? ”
The white-eyebrow man's gaze fell on Su Yi's body at this time, and he smiled predictively: "Hahahaha, not bad." But those guys are a bunch of waste, even a small beggar gang leader, just a dozen people can't deal with it, it's not a pity to die! ”
Su Yi said: "Who are you?" ”
The white-eyed man was full of pride, and said condescendingly: "A group of beggars are not worthy of knowing the identity of us. However, seeing that you are young and have good qualifications, if you are willing to take the initiative to hand over the dragon fighting stick and then worship our master as a slave, the old man can spare you from dying. ”
Su Yi couldn't help but laugh softly when he heard this, shook his head and said, "I think you are a slave and a bad brain, right?" A group of rats who don't even dare to hide their identities in public, and this son is not interested in knowing. Want to fight a dragon stick? Okay, then take it in the hands of Ben Gongzi! ”
The white-eyed man frowned, and waved his hand coldly: "Take them down for me." ”
Except for the white-eyed man and the two samurai with a sword and a sword behind him, the rest of the hundreds of people suddenly rushed up like a tide. The white-eyed man did not have the slightest martial artist's demeanor, and obviously wanted to use the tactics of the sea of people to take down Su Yi, or consume Su Yi's internal strength.
Su Yi asked the beggar to help everyone retreat into the house, and then stood at the door alone. Around the waist, a red toad jumped silently to the ground, and then burrowed into the grass.
Kanglong has regrets!
Su Yi slapped out with one palm, and the two second-rate martial artists who rushed to the front immediately flew in response, knocking down a large string of companions behind him.
The footsteps retreated diagonally and retreated half a step, avoiding the attacks of the three first-class martial artists, and then used the double dragon to absorb water, knocking the row of martial artists who rushed in front of him into the air. With his body leaping up, he slapped his palm in the air towards a top martial artist who was hiding in the crowd and waiting for an opportunity to move.
"Bang!"
Su Yi stepped down heavily, and his strength swept through, knocking down all the warriors within a radius of two zhang.
In the rear, another group of samurai in strong suits pounced one after another. Su Yi slapped his palms, and a huge dragon of light and shadow roared out and collided with the warriors.
One after another, the powerful palm power, like an invisible dragon, roared and raged, knocking down and tearing everyone who dared to provoke it to pieces.
Su Yi stood in front of the door, like an unattainable mountain, the wind was blowing, and it was insurmountable.
"Ahh My hand! ”
"Poisonous, help!"
"Help, help me!"
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Suddenly, just as all the warriors in the costumes went all out and attacked Su Yi one after another, a scream suddenly sounded in the crowd.
I saw pieces of blood mist appear in the sky, covering the crowd, and those who were touched by the blood mist were poisoned and fell to the ground, and the heavy ones turned into a pool of blood, and even a top martial artist was not spared.
All the warriors in the power suit changed color one after another, this poison of blood mist was too domineering and powerful, even if it was lucky, it could not be resisted.
"It's that toad, that toad is poisonous, kill it!"
Someone with sharp eyes found the clams in the grass, and killed them with swords, but the speed of the clams was far beyond everyone's imagination, and they jumped more than two meters away in one step, and returned to Su Yi with a few ups and downs.
With just a few pieces of poisonous mist, at least thirty warriors in power suit were killed. However, the poisonous mist of clams is limited, and every time five mouthfuls of poisonous mist are spewed, they have to rest for half a day before they can spray poison again, otherwise, the poisonous mist of clams alone can wipe out more than 100 warriors in strong suits.
Taking advantage of the enemy's chaos, Su Yi rushed into the crowd, clapping his palms continuously, and a famous warrior in a powerful suit was knocked away. In a matter of moments, more than twenty more fell to his hands.
"Useless waste, get out of the way!"
The white-eyed man snorted coldly, and behind him, two men with swords jumped up in the air and rushed towards Su Yi.
The warriors besieging Su Yi retreated one after another, leaving only the two top warriors who had just survived.
Four top martial artists, led by two men with swords, attacked in a trapezoidal formation.
Su Yi's eyes lit up with a fiery battle intent, the strength of the four warriors in front of him was slightly higher than the previous four Khitan warriors, and the sword man's combined attack technique was even higher than the sword formation of the four Khitan warriors. Coupled with the cooperation of the other two warriors, he was temporarily restrained, defending more and attacking less.
Seeing that the four subordinates finally suppressed Su Yi's attack, the white-eyed man secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the horror in his heart calmed down a little. He never expected that Su Yi's strength would be so strong, especially the long and almost endless internal force.
In order to take down the beggar gang effortlessly, seize the dragon beating stick and present it to the master, he first designed Yelu Chuqi and others to destroy the Junshan rudder of the beggar gang, and then attracted the people of the beggar gang to come.
Later, he sent killers to intercept secretly, but unfortunately several interceptions failed. Seeing that Su Yi and the others were strong, the white-eyed man suppressed his impulse again, and let Yelu Chuqi and the others take the lead, and he profited.
It stands to reason that under the repeated attacks, even if Su Yi's martial arts are strong, his internal strength should be almost exhausted, but the final situation greatly exceeded his expectations.
In front of the house, Su Yi shook back the sword man with a palm, and just wanted to pursue further, he saw the cold light flickering next to him, and a long knife roared. At the same time, attacks from the other two samurai on the flanks followed, blocking his path and forcing him to stop and respond.
The four warriors in the suit cooperated tacitly, and several times he created opportunities to injure the other party, but they were all resolved one by one by the four of them.
In the blink of an eye, the five have fought hundreds of rounds, and it is still difficult to tell the winner. The sword-wielding man stabbed in the air, but this time Su Yi suddenly took the initiative to thunder and slammed straight towards the sword-wielding man.
With a "snort", the long sword passed through Su Yi's waist and abdomen, splashing a splash of blood. The man with the sword was dizzy when he was hit by Su Yi, and in the next second, he felt that his arm was tightly grasped, and then a huge force suddenly surged in from his chest.
Su Yi exchanged his injuries for his life, and shattered the heart of the sword-wielding man with one palm. Then he turned around, let the knife-wielding man slash at the shoulder, picked up the knife-wielding man's long knife with one hand, and slapped the knife-wielding man out with the other.
"Bang bang!" The other two warriors in strong suits attacked, Su Yi did not dodge, and took a blow from the two, his body staggered, Ling Bo stepped out with slight steps under his feet, and turned behind the two of them like lightning. Both palms were imprinted on the waistcoats of the two men, killing them all.
"Poof!" Su Yi spurted out a mouthful of blood, although he forcibly killed four people just now, he himself also suffered a lot of injuries.
The change was extremely fast, and it was only a few seconds between killing the sword-wielding man and killing the last top samurai. When the four of them fell to the ground one after another, the white-eyed man and the others all widened their eyes in shock.
A trace of ruthlessness flashed in the white-eyebrow man's eyes, and he clapped his hands and smiled coldly: "Yes, yes, worthy of being the leader of the beggar gang." At such a young age, he has such a superb skill. Kill a peerless master and more than a dozen top masters in a row, Su Yi, you can smile at Jiuquan. ”
In the eyes of the white-eyed man, Su Yi was so seriously injured, no matter how strong he was, he was left with only his share.
Su Yi straightened up, touched the blood at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly, with one hand, he suddenly pulled out the long sword at his waist, and blood splattered. Then, a dazzling white light appeared on his other hand, and then wrapped his body.
The white-eyebrow man and the others opened their mouths little by little, their eyes kept widening, and their eyeballs almost fell out.
Nima, what kind of hex is this? His injuries were so badly healed? Doesn't that make it fun?
Suddenly, all the samurai felt a sense of sadness, brothers, you died so unjustly!
"You, you, you ......" The white-eyed man pointed at Su Yi, and he was speechless for a long time. In terms of martial arts, his strength is no less than Su Yi, but watching his plan go down the drain is more uncomfortable than killing him.
Su Yi threw away the long sword and said heroically: "Old thing, I'm sending you, come forward and get your death!" ”
The white-eyed man laughed angrily: "Hmph! I don't know what is alive or dead, since you are so anxious to find death, then the deity will fulfill you! ”
Before the words fell, the white-eyed man's body had turned into an afterimage, attacking like a lightning speed.
The white-eyed man also uses the palm technique, but there is more than one way, and between the palm changes, there are different grasping methods, which are changeable and mysterious.
Su Yi was full of surprise, in terms of palm power and dragon eighteen palms to be strong and strong, not weaker than any palm technique, but in terms of subtlety, the other party's palm technique was simply an eye-opener for him.
The white-eyed man's body is also extremely clever, coupled with strong internal strength, it is even more difficult to deal with it than Yelu Chuqi. Su Yi tried to flicker and charge a few times, but they were all narrowly defused by the white-eyed man.
Suddenly, there were two more daggers with green light flashing in Su Yi's hand, and while the white-eyed man slapped his palm on his chest, the dagger slashed across the white-eyed man's legs.
"You, you, despicable! Poison was used! The white-eyed man was shocked, the other party's poison was not fatal, but his legs involuntarily became sluggish.
Su Yi flipped his hands, the dagger disappeared like magic, and the eighteen palms of the dragon descended violently.
"Bang!" The white-eyed man couldn't dodge and was slapped out of the air.
The white-eyed man spurted out a mouthful of blood, felt the paralysis of his legs, and shouted, "Withdraw!" After saying that, he immediately fled towards the woods with all his might.
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