Chapter Seventy-Six: I Promise to Be Your Son!

Xia Yu did not have professional training in combat.

But multiple fights have allowed him to develop his own fighting style.

That is to comprehensively use a variety of gold fingers to launch the most violent attack in the shortest time and in the most effective way.

Xia Yu fused the Flower Finger, Daguan Knife and Stealth Technique together, and used high-frequency output to achieve the goal of killing the enemy at a higher level.

It's like the groom on the wedding night, the first wave of fire is going to die!

The Yan Hall Master was not the first to taste this kind of taste, and definitely not the last.

When Xia Yu disappeared in front of him, the Yan Hall Master was stunned for a moment.

Then he felt a chill down his spine, as if some great crisis was approaching.

Instinctively, he ran forward, as if he were going to be split in half if he ran any slower.

His instincts were right!

He ran more than ten meters before he heard a roar behind him.

A huge crack appeared in the ground, a full ten meters long and two or three meters deep.

The Yan Hall Master felt a sharp pain in his back, and touched it with his hand, the blood in his hand.

And that's just the result of the sword wind.

If the Daguan knife was cut directly, he would definitely be cut in half by the dagger.

The Yan Hall Master really didn't expect that he, a third-grade martial artist, would be forced to be so embarrassed.

What surprised him even more was that Xia Yu disappeared again, and even the Daguan Dao disappeared.

You can hit me, but I can hit you, how can this be played?

Playing tricks!

Xia Yu has already figured out the law of stealth.

When Xia Yu was invisible, his clothes and weapons were also invisible.

It's just that when Xia Yu attacks, with the agitation of spiritual power, the stealth technique will naturally fail.

It's impossible to smash others while being invisible, that's a scoundrel.

However, the effect of stealth is also very large, it can create the suddenness of Xia Yu's attack.

The Yan Hall Master once again felt a crisis coming from behind him, and his whole body rose from the ground, and then the incomparable sword light brushed through the soles of his shoes.

It's just a little bit, if his reaction wasn't so fast, Xia Yu would be able to cut him in half!

A rose appeared out of thin air, whistling and shooting towards the Flame Hall Master in mid-air.

This is the opportunity that Xia Yu is waiting for.

Being in mid-air, it is impossible to change position, only hard resistance.

Although he blocked the delicate petals with the knife in his hand, the threat of death appeared in his heart again.

The Yan Hall Master drew his sword and sealed the left side.

Xia Yu's Daguan knife and his war knife bombarded together, and the powerful force blasted him out.

The Yan Hall Master was very embarrassed, he felt that he was not fighting against a mid-second-rank martial artist, but more like a mid-third-rank or third-rank peak martial artist.

How could the power of a second-rank martial artist be so great?

Xia Yu became more and more confident the more he fought, and he had already determined that the Flower Finger, Daguan Knife and stealth technique were enough to make him jump over the level to fight.

The second grade kills the third grade, it is no longer a dream, and it can be done without the Northern Spiritual Exercises.

Wu Mei was dumbfounded, she couldn't intervene in such a battle, it was not a level at all.

A sense of crisis appeared in Wu Mei's heart, she turned around and ran, but it was too late, and a long knife was on her white and delicate neck.

"Boy, you come out for me, or I'll kill your girl!" the Yan Hall Master shouted loudly.

His front was still empty, without the slightest trace of Xia Yu.

"I'm not his girl, the people he likes are Tang Ziyi and Song Mengfei, don't you want to threaten him with me. Wu Mei plucked up her courage and said.

Hmph, in order to maintain Xia Yu's safety, Song Mengfei and Tang Ziyi are cheap, Wu Mei thought in her heart.

Xia Yu in the void was a little entangled.

It is impossible to ignore Wu Mei.

But even if he surrendered to the Yan Hall Master, would he be able to save Wu Mei?

"Like two chicks? haha, it seems that this is also a big carrot.

However, since you can like the other two chicks, you can naturally like this chick too.

Come out of here now, or I'll kill her right now." ”

The knife in the hand of the Yan Hall Master was pressed, and a blood mark appeared on Wu Mei's neck.

Xia Yu lifted his invisibility, and he was only three or five meters away from the Yan Hall Master.

"Alright, you have won, I promise to be your holy son. Xia Yu spread his hands.

"No, you can't. Wu Mei's face changed greatly, "If you become the holy son of the cult, your life will be over, don't destroy yourself for me." ”

"Hey, we're classmates, how can I watch you die in front of me?"

Xia Yu pretended to be heavy and said.

"Yes, the one who knows the times is the Holy Son. ”

The Yan Hall Master looked at Xia Yu, "But for the sake of safety, I need to inject a wisp of fire into your body, otherwise what if you regret it?"

Xia Yu was stunned for a moment, sure enough, this person is not so easy to deceive.

But...... Does this trick work for you?

"Come on, I'm willing to take it. ”

Xia Yu took a deep breath and made a difficult decision.

Wu Mei was even more moved now...... It's almost a personal promise.

The Yan Hall Master threw a wisp of fire onto Xia Yu's arm, and this flame was like the flame of a candle, emitting a misty light.

The fire quickly seeped into Xia Yu's skin.

This is the Zoroastrian method of controlling the congregation, the fire is made by the leader himself, and once the subordinates are disobedient, the leader can trigger the fire to burn people into human-shaped candles.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, the sparks made by the sect leader already have spirituality, and if you have a rebellious heart, these sparks will make your life worse than death. ”

The Yan Hall Master threatened as usual.

The fire really has spirituality, and after entering Xia Yu's body, he is running around excitedly - is he another unlucky guy who is controlled by me?

Hey, no, how do I feel like I'm surrounded?

Tinder looked around and found that there were hundreds of flames surrounding him, and each wisp of fire was far more pure than himself.

"New here, come and kowtow to your brothers......"

"New here, let's sing a little song and listen to ......"

"New here, pout your ass and make me feel refreshed......"

Tinder felt like a little white rabbit being watched by a pack of hungry wolves, shivering.

"You can put people down now, right?" Xia Yu said, pointing at Wu Mei.

The Yan Hall Master nodded, this person has been controlled by the sect master's fire, so he is naturally trustworthy.

"I'm also a Zoroastrian son now, shouldn't you kowtow to me again?"

Xia Yu said with a smile.

"Yes, the Holy Son is above, I just offended, I will kowtow to you to make amends. The Yan Hall Master really knelt down in front of Xia Yu and kowtowed reverently.

Sure enough, a religious madman, a religious fool!

There was a sneer on the corner of Xia Yu's mouth, is he going to perform the Northern Spiritual Technique again?

"Come, I'll bless you, and you won't be scared by touching your hair. ”

Xia Yu muttered as he put his hand on the head of the Yan Hall Master.

Just as Xia Yu was about to perform the Northern Spiritual Technique, a white light flashed in the distance, directly piercing the heart of the Yan Hall Master.

A sword pierced through the heart, and the Yan Hall Master slowly fell to the ground, dying!