Chapter Twenty-Seven: Forced Retreat

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Miao Yanhong lay on the ground, his whole body convulsed a few times, and he spit out a mouthful of blood, his body arched as if he had no bones, and stared at Wang Yi resentfully.

"You dare to hurt the old man, you must die!"

Miao Yanhong was resentful in his heart, he had just woken up, because he had been asleep for too long, his body had not yet moved, he planned to play Wang Yi for a while, and then kill Wang Yi after his cultivation was slowly improved. Unexpectedly, I suffered a big loss.

Wang Yi raised his head, looked at Miao Yanhong's muddy body, and teased: "Hehe...... Truth be told, you're the hardest one I've ever met. ”

Hearing Wang Yi's mockery, Miao Yanhong was about to crack, but suddenly he noticed Wang Yi's bloodied left chest, and couldn't help but turn his anger into joy, he knew very well the horror of the blow just now, although he seemed to be injured not lightly, in fact, Wang Yi was not much better.

Suddenly, his pupils couldn't help shrinking, because he saw that the fist-sized wound on Wang Yi's chest was actually coagulated.

"This, how is this possible?"

Of course Miao Yanhong wouldn't believe that a person who was so seriously injured could make the wound solidify in just a few breaths, which is still a human being, even a demon beast can't do it.

At this moment, Miao Yanhong looked at Wang Yi's gaze, and he was already a little jealous.

In fact, it's no wonder that Miao Yanhong just woke up, thinking that he would meet two little cubs sent to the door, but he didn't pay attention and suffered a big loss, although he still has a lot of back-up hands to use, but at this moment, he is a little suspicious of Wang Yi's origin and the other party's intention to come here.

"This little rabbit cub is too cruel in nature, he dares to gamble with his life, he won't be here to deal with me, right?" Miao Yanhong speculated in his heart, "It's hateful that in order to stick to the origin of life, cultivation has fallen to this point, if you put it in the past, you can crush him to death with just one little finger!"

Miao Yanhong hated a lot in his heart, but at this moment, many of his magic spells could not be used because of his cultivation, if he only relied on his current cultivation, even if he could kill Wang Yi, he would be injured by the other party's life-fighting style.

"I don't know what the situation is outside now, why fight with a stupid boy here, this body is already in tatters, the most important thing at the moment is to get out quickly, recover some cultivation, find a doll with good qualifications to take the house, and when the cultivation is restored, it's not too late to clean up this kid!"

Thinking of this, Miao Yanhong was a little settled in his heart, and glared at Wang Yi fiercely: "As a member of the Miaojiazhai clan, you dare to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors, and when the deity goes out, you will inevitably destroy the entire Miaojiazhai clan." ”

After that, he looked at Miao Cuizhu who was paralyzed on the ground, he wanted to see some clues from Miao Cuizhu's reaction, and the most important thing was that he urgently needed to know whether the kid in front of him was from the Miao family village or had another origin. This is very important and will be directly related to what he plans to do next.

Miao Cuizhu's whole body was weak, and she couldn't move at all, but everything before, she saw it in her eyes, and she had thousands of thoughts in her heart, it can be said that she hated and joyed, what she hated was that Wang Yi actually dared to make a move on the ancestor of Miaojiazhai, the other party was in her heart, and even in the hearts of the entire Miaojiazhai people, they were gods that could not be offended, she really couldn't wait to get up at this moment and cut Wang Yi with a thousand knives to relieve her hatred!

But at the same time of resentment, she also had an inexplicable joy, at the moment when her life was about to die, there was actually a man who was willing to save her regardless of his own life, this wonderful feeling of being cared for and loved, like a warm current, gushing out of her heart.

"Hehe, deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestors, what a big crime, but ...... Those ancestors of Miaojiazhai who were used by you to refine the Yin Corpse, I don't know what they would think? It should be difficult for them to blind them under the Nine Springs if they peel your skin and cramp your skin and refine your soul!"

Wang Yi took a step forward and sneered.

"What did you say?" Miao Yanhong was surprised.

"You will keep the Miaojiazhai people in captivity as corpse slaves, life is better than death, like walking corpses, and even use their flesh and blood to refine flying corpses, you still dare to claim that you are the ancestors of Miaojiazhai, I really don't know how thick your skin is...... Is it true that your skin can grow as much as you age, and that is not thicker than the city walls, and no wonder you are invulnerable?"

In Wang Yi's memory, the powerful martial artists of the Yin Corpse Sect in the past were outrageously ferocious, plundering a large number of ordinary people and keeping them together like pigs and dogs, and when needed, they would catch some sacrificial Yin corpses. They usually put all those who came in by their own surnames, and they even regarded themselves as their ancestors.

Hearing Wang Yi's ridicule, Miao Yanhong's face was blue and white for a while, and he was teased by a junior like this, and he felt like he was slapped in the face, which is like an old man forcing a group of little girls to recognize themselves as godfathers, everyone knows the meaning of godfathers, but suddenly one day, he was pointed out by a silly boy in public, and he couldn't hang up on his face.

"The old man just treats them as pigs and dogs, what can you do to me, wait for the old man to go out, and the whole Miaojiazhai clan will be turned into blood and water, and the "Evil King Blood Condensation Curse" will be refined, and the old man will want you to lie on the ground like a dog, you can't survive, you can't die, the old man wants to cramp and peel your skin, draw your soul and refine your soul, and make it into a human lamp, the old man ......"

Miao Yanhong was already hysterical at this time, and kept cursing Wang Yi in his mouth, in fact, it is no wonder that anyone who wakes up will be beaten violently, and then he will be slapped in the face, and he will not have a good temper.

At this time, Miao Cuizhu, who was not far away, was stunned on the spot in horror after hearing all this, unable to say half a word, she never thought that the gods in the hearts of the whole clan were actually evil ghosts who ate people and did not spit out bones.

"Why do you have to wait...... I think it's good now, let's see if you drain my soul and refine my soul, or boy, I will crush your old bones and scatter ashes!" Wang Yi stepped forward again and sneered.

"You ......"

Miao Yanhong saw Wang Yi's fearless appearance, and he had no bottom in his heart, he didn't know what kind of medicine Wang Yi was selling in his gourd, could it be that this kid also had hole cards useless?

Wang Yi looked down at the wound on his chest, the muscles had closed the blood vessels, and although there were still faint blood stains oozing out, there was no danger to his life. He lifted his arm in satisfaction and moved it a few times, and there was a bone writhing sound from his arm.

He clenched his hands into fists, and at the same time that his knuckles made a crunching sound, suddenly, he soared into the air, like a dragon trapped in the shallows for a long time and returned to the sea, its momentum was so strong, as if it could swallow mountains and rivers, and the bulging muscles on his arms were shining like gold and stone.

"The Yin Corpse Ancestor asked me to bring you a message, he misses you very much...... Haha"

Throwing himself into the air, Wang Yi laughed wildly, at this moment, Miao Yanhong was stunned at first, but in an instant, his eyes flashed with understanding and resentment, and without hesitation, he quickly touched a ring on the ring finger of his left hand.

Suddenly, two slender quaint daggers appeared in his hand, he stared at Wang Yi with great resentment, and a sentence was almost squeezed out of his teeth, "It turns out that you were sent by that old dog, and he is still alive!"

Whoosh -

Two slender daggers came out of their hands, and with the silver rays of Senhan, they flew straight to Wang Yi.

"Give me death!"

Wang Yi didn't dodge or dodge, as if he didn't see the two silver rays, and punched towards Miao Yanhong's face.

"It turns out that you were enslaved by him, no wonder you are not even afraid of death......"

At this moment, Miao Yanhong seemed to have finally figured out the cause and effect, with pride and contempt in his eyes, and snorted coldly: "Since you are already a dead man, why should the old man entangle with you again." ”

Miao Yanhong ignored Wang Yi's fist at all, it seemed that the monstrous power of blood and qi was just a breeze on his face, and at the moment when his fist was about to hit Miao Yanhong's face, he suddenly chuckled and said, "I give up!"

Whew――

In an instant, Wang Yi's inevitable punch actually passed in front of Miao Yanhong, and his figure gradually became blurred, but after a few breaths, he suddenly disappeared.

Poof, poof!

Almost at the same time, two slender daggers had pierced Wang Yi's body, and he fell heavily to the ground, one dagger was blocked by him with his left arm, which had already penetrated his forearm, and the other sank into his shoulder, and only the hilt of the sword could be seen.

Blood gushed out along the hilt of the sword, but Wang Yi grinned as if he didn't feel pain.

This time, he won the bet.

In fact, Miao Yanhong caused extremely heavy damage to his chest before, even if his body was as strong as a golden stone, he could not heal the wound in such a short period of time, he used his muscles to forcibly close the blood vessels to stop the bleeding, but he also paid a huge price for it, the last blow was actually the end of the crossbow, only that punch, if he was blocked by Miao Yanhong, he didn't even have the strength to walk.

Wang Yi knew very well in his heart that he was not Miao Yanhong's opponent, after the first round of attacks, he felt that Miao Yanhong stabbed into the left arm in his chest, and there was an extremely strange and tricky power of true yuan, which shuttled through his meridians, as if pricked by a needle, making him lose his true yuan, and it was difficult to urge half a point.

Therefore, he will delay time with Miao Yanhong, mainly to restore blood and seal the wound, his only way is to let the other party take the initiative to retreat, and how can an 'old fox' like Miao Yanhong who has lived a fine life be bluffed, the only thing he relies on is the advantage of information.

Miao Yanhong had just woken up, and he didn't know the situation outside, let alone that the Yin Corpse Ancestor had also entered here, as for the purpose of his entry, Wang Yi guessed that Miao Yanhong should be very clear in his heart.

Although there is also the possibility that the Yin Corpse Ancestor will win over the old department, with the Yin Corpse Ancestor's vicious character, it is more likely to kill people and sell goods, so Wang Yi will report the name of the Yin Corpse Ancestor at the last moment.

Wang Yi was able to force Miao Yanhong back, and there was another very important point, that is, Wang Yi gambled, and Miao Yanhong couldn't afford to gamble, Wang Yi could exchange injuries for injuries, but Miao Yanhong didn't dare, he didn't even want to waste the precious true yuan, especially after hearing the name of the Yin Corpse Ancestor, he deepened his idea of leaving quickly.

Pulling out the two slender daggers from the wounds, Wang Yi ignored his injuries and stared at the two daggers in his hands, his eyes full of golden light.