Chapter Forty-Eight: The Fear of the Warriors in Tsing Yi
I saw one of them rise into the air and leap forward, and his companion flipped the long-handled war knife in his hand abruptly, and crossed out towards the foothold of the Tsing Yi warrior who was leaping in mid-air.
Immediately, the Tsing Yi warrior in the air pointed one foot on the knife surface, and at the same time, the person standing on the ground slashed the sword.
The Tsing Yi warrior who rose into the air jumped up again with his strength, and his figure suddenly fell into the air more than ten meters high.
I don't know when, the Tsing Yi warrior in the air, the war knife in his hand was covered by a sword shadow formed by spiritual power, his eyes suddenly burst out with a terrifying fierce light, locked Lu Shaoyi under him, the war knife shook, and slashed towards Lu Shaoyi.
The companion standing on the ground was not idle, the battle knife in his hand also flashed with light, his eyes were like torches, like a poisonous snake waiting for his prey, staring at Lu Shaoyi's every move.
Lu Shaoyi showed a look of surprise, he didn't expect the two of them to cooperate with the attack, he reacted immediately, and his body retreated again.
When Lu Shaoyi had just gained a foothold, the Tsing Yi warrior on the ground moved, and quietly killed him with strange steps. The bloodthirsty blade, glowing with a cold chill.
"I see. ”
At this point, Lu Shaoyi was in an uproar, it turned out that the people in the air were in the light, just to attract attention, and the people on the ground were the secret killers.
The two cooperate very tacitly, without the slightest sense of sluggishness, they must have done this more than once, and there should be many people who fell into their hands.
A trace of murderous intent flashed in Lu Shaoyi's eyes, even if he couldn't dodge, he was not afraid. The spiritual power in the palm of his hand had already been condensed to the extreme, and in the face of the slashing knife, Lu Shaoyi's right hand suddenly pushed forward, seeing that he meant to grab the war knife that slashed at him?
Seeing this, the Tsing Yi warrior who was killing Lu Shaoyi was surprised at the same time, he sneered, and even imagined the scene of Lu Shaoyi's blood flying in his mind.
As a result, a strange muffled sound of metal echoed into my ears.
Others may not know what's going on, but the Tsing Yi warrior who is the person concerned has set off a storm in his heart, his tiger mouth holding the knife keeps trembling, and his arm is numb. When he wanted to continue to slash towards Lu Shaoyi, he found that the war knife was clamped by a huge force and could not move.
When the Tsing Yi warrior raised his head slightly with doubts and looked directly into Lu Shaoyi's eyes, his heart was cold.
I saw that Lu Shaoyi's pupils were full of killing intent, his facial expression was as cold as water, and the palm holding the war knife bent hard.
"Bang!"
The crisp cracking sound of the war knife resounded in the ears of everyone present.
The eyes of the Tsing Yi warrior were full of disbelief, his war knife was not an ordinary mortal thing, it was a high-grade spiritual weapon in the human rank!
A human-level spiritual artifact was forcibly broken by a young man who had cultivated to only the second level of the day after tomorrow? Who would believe this kind of thing? If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it if he had been killed, and this was completely beyond his comprehension.
Lu Shaoyi's movements in his hand did not pause for half a minute, he clenched the tip of half of the knife, and slashed in the air, directly inserting it into the throat of the Tsing Yi warrior who killed him, and the tip of the knife stabbed out from the other side of the throat, bringing out a piece of flesh and blood.
A blood hole was suddenly pierced in the neck of the warrior in Tsing Yi, blood splattered, his vision quickly became blurred, and he died unwillingly.
Huangfu Yulong, who had been observing Lu Shaoyi, subconsciously frowned and stared roundly, he never expected that the Tsing Yi martial artist with the six-fold cultivation of the day after tomorrow would die so easily in the hands of Lu Shaoyi.
What's more, Lu Shaoyi's physical body is not inferior to the human-level spiritual weapon, and the human-level long-handled combat knife is like broken copper and iron in Lu Shaoyi's hands.
Even Qin Mingyuan, a disciple of the Qin family on the other side, and his opponent heard the sound of the sword breaking, and they stopped their movements and looked sideways.
When they saw Lu Shaoyi holding the tip of the knife majestically and inserting it into the throat of the Tsing Yi warrior, and the blood flowed like an infusion, the two couldn't help but tremble slightly.
And the Tsing Yi warrior who attacked Lu Shaoyi from the air witnessed the instant death of his companion, and his eyes looking at Lu Shaoyi were full of fear, where was the original killing intent.
"Kill him, or your whole family will be destroyed!"
Huangfu Yunbin only had resentment towards Lu Shaoyi, and seeing that the guy had the intention of retreating, he roared angrily and ordered again.
The Tsing Yi warrior's heart trembled after hearing this, and his mind turned sharply, knowing that he had no choice, he gritted his teeth violently, and the long-handled war knife in his hand flashed with cold light.
Since he knew that these Tsing Yi warriors were not the masterminds, if he left with interest, Lu Shaoyi might not pay attention to it, after all, there was a sevenfold strong enemy Huangfu Yulong to deal with.
But in the face of the Tsing Yi warrior who killed again, Lu Shaoyi would not have half mercy, and pulled out half of the tip of the knife from the throat of the dead Tsing Yi warrior next to him, and swung it suddenly, and the half tip of the knife was like a sharp arrow that had already been ready to be fired, and it burst out.
The warrior in Tsing Yi secretly shouted that it was not good, but he was not an idle person, he reacted extremely quickly, and decisively waved his sword to block.
There was a crisp sound of metal colliding with 'bang', and the half-cut tip of the sword that shot away pierced the mid-grade battle knife that the Tsing Yi warrior used to block, and stuck on the battle knife. If the strength is one more point, the tip of the knife will leave a bloody hole in the body of the Tsing Yi warrior.
However, the thoughts in the hearts of the warriors in Tsing Yi were still in the dark luck, and Lu Shaoyi killed his façade.
"Red Sand Fist!"
With a low shout, Lu Shaoyi's fists burst out, and with the momentum of overwhelming the mountains and seas, he punched the heart of the Tsing Yi warrior.
Since Lu Shaoyi cultivated the [Red Sand Fist], a high-grade martial art, it was the first time he had displayed it, and he had never fought in actual combat, and he didn't know how powerful it was.
Through this actual battle, in his opinion, the power is much stronger than the tide palm, and his power can be better played.
The poor Tsing Yi warrior was punched away by Lu Shaoyi on the spot, his body collapsed, and the ribs in his body were broken, and his body was already lifeless before he fell to the ground.
Huangfu Yulong's eyes staring at Lu Shaoyi became more solemn, and he was secretly thinking in his heart. With his strength, he can also do this, and he has not yet reached the point of being afraid of Lu Shaoyi.
On the other side, Qin Mingyuan used the price of exchanging injuries for injuries to deliver the final blow, and finally broke the opponent's head.
The three Tsing Yi warriors who were murderous before were all killed in battle, and such a result was beyond everyone's imagination.
After Lu Shaoyi broke through the acquired double, his strength increased a lot, and he didn't use all his strength at all, so it can be said that he won easily.
Qin Mingyuan is not as good as Lu Shaoyi's demon, with many wounds on his body, and his embarrassed body is stained with blood.
"Mingyuan, leave me alone, go quickly! Flee back to the Qin family, they won't dare to chase and kill you!" Qin Mingyuan's eldest brother used all his strength and let out a panicked roar.
If Qin Mingyuan hadn't been able to escape before, but with Lu Shaoyi's accident, he might have a glimmer of life.