It's a pity that Yang Yi's wishful thinking failed, just when he was thinking about going to attack the old man in Tsing Yi, he was embarrassed to notice that he was like a sardine that had been put into a vacuum jar, under the strong pressure of the outside world, he didn't say that he was firing a flame-shaped blade, and it was a little difficult to even move his body. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this time, he realized that the red air flow that the old man in green clothes hit him seemed to be slow, but it was amazingly powerful, and everywhere the air flow reached, everyone instantly felt a suffocation feeling that was almost like the top of Mount Tai, and the whole body also became heavy and clumsy, and it was difficult to complete even a seemingly small action, the only thing he could do was to dump it on the ground little by little under that huge pressure, until it was crushed into a pool of blood.

At this point, Yang Yi knew how powerful the old man in Tsing Yi was, but he couldn't do anything, even if he wanted to beg for mercy, under the strong pressure, he couldn't even say a word.

The pressure continues to increase, Yang Yi can already feel that the Zhongyuan Qi and the clumsy fire in his body are colliding in all directions, as if he is eager to find an outlet to release it, Yang Yi also knows that under this completely irreparable pressure, the Zhongyuan Qi and the clumsy fire in his body are like explosives that are rapidly expanding and burning, and sooner or later they will explode, and when the time comes, I am afraid that I will have no bones left, even if it is a Buddha relic, I am afraid it will be difficult to turn the tide and save myself from danger.

Thinking of this, Yang Yi really began to be afraid, and he also adjusted the true qi of the collective inner dan several times, trying to break through the deadly load imposed on him by the red air current, but to no avail, and also caused those true qi to retrograde into the qi veins, making those meridians seem to be burned by lava, which is useless, but only increases his own pain in vain.

Seeing that Yang Yi had been controlled by the Xuantian Ripping Earth Spiral released by the old man in Tsing Yi, the remaining four old men in Tsing Yi bowed their heads slightly, and a short old man praised in a loud voice: "The Xuantian Ripping Earth Spiral of the Fifth Elder is already the ninth realm of the Transformation Realm, I am afraid that in the 500 years since the founding of our Wushan Sect, we can refine the Xuantian Ripping Earth Spiral in the Five Spirals of Gold, Wood, Water, Fire and Earth to such a level, counting the Old Five, there will not be more than three people, right?" This kid can be surpassed by the Xuantian Ripper Rotation, which can be regarded as a creation of his, haha"

The kid in the mouth of the short old man naturally refers to Yang Yi, who is struggling.

"However, the fifth child has already used fifty percent of his strength, this kid can especially persevere, but he is not an ordinary person, maybe he is still a rare cultivator in a hundred years, how about ......" An old man in Tsing Yi with a clear appearance looked at Yang Yi, who was still struggling to fight against the heavy pressure, and sighed with some regret.

"The third brother is really an idiot, as soon as he saw a young man who had some chances, he was moved to love talents, but he completely forgot that this kid ruined our years of hard work, if the fifth brother can't use the Xuantian Split Earth Swirl to turn it into the Earth Spinning Pill, the fourth brother I will also use the Yellow Sky Explosion Fire Spinning to refine it into the Fire Spinning Pill to relieve the hatred in my heart." Next to the old man, an old man who looked like a monk outside the Saiwai was extremely resentful of Yang Yi, and as soon as his palms were wrong, a layer of blue flames appeared in his two palms, and when he slapped the copper-clad pillar next to him, a sunken handprint several inches deep appeared on the column body.

Although Yang Yi was controlled and imprisoned by the red airflow Xuantian Ripping Earth Spiral, his ears could hear what the old men in Tsing Yi outside said clearly, and he couldn't help scolding in his heart: "Your grandmother has a grandson's legs, old miscellaneous hairs, if I can't get out, I will definitely beat you one by one with swollen mouths, lame legs, and broken rib fans, and see that you are still talking about cold words one by one!" ”

But fainting can't be dead, seeing that Yang Yi is like a second goods, grinding hard resistance in that death, just not lying down, the old man in Tsing Yi, who is known as the fifth child, felt that he had lost face, and secretly mentioned the true qi of Neidan, and suddenly raised the power of Xuantian Ripping Earth Spiral to level seven, and saw that lines like a green dragon suddenly appeared in the red airflow, and those lines converged above Yang Yi's head, forming a sphere like a Nine Dragons Bead, and immediately fell to the top of Yang Yi's head.

The moment the sphere appeared, Yang Yi seemed to have suffered a heavy blow, his legs were weak, and he knelt heavily on the ground, and at the same time felt the qi and blood in his body surging, as if countless iron hammers were violently hitting the acupuncture points around his body, and every blow was painful.

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Just when Yang Yi felt that he really couldn't support it and was about to give up his last resistance, he heard a sound of tiles being trampled on the roof of the third floor, and then, more than ten silver tubular objects were thrown down from the roof, and as soon as those tubular objects fell to the ground, they immediately released a large amount of pungent smoke, choking those Tsing Yi warriors one by one, and their eyes were difficult to open.

"Tear gas?" Yang Yi was still conscious at the moment, and suddenly saw those silver tube-like objects falling from the sky, and the first thought in his heart was Isn't this tear gas? Looking at the various expressions of those Tsing Yi warriors who shed a lot of tears, coughed violently, and sneezed incessantly after inhaling objects, all of them are typical symptoms of inhaling the liquid odorous gas in tear gas bombs, and I can't help but be shocked -- where did the tear gas bombs born in the 20th century come from in the Qing Dynasty?

Just when Yang Yi was surprised, there were more than 20 masked people in tight black clothes and black deerskin boots sliding down the roof along the rope, each holding a gun wrapped in cotton cloth in their hands......

Although the five old men in Tsing Yi did not know the advanced automatic weapons produced in the 21st century in the hands of those masked men, they saw that those bullets were amazingly powerful, and instinctively sacrificed a five-colored cyclone that was either golden, or white, or cyan, or blue, or red, covering their bodies, and those whistling bullets were violently bounced away after hitting the protective shield formed by those cyclones, and rolled again to hit the chaotic Tsing Yi warriors.

After those bullets rebounded by the five-color cyclone, the bullet tumbled and shot into the body of the Tsing Yi warrior, and the destructive power produced by it was no less than the lethal effect of the dummy bullet.