didn't have time to feel the change in his mental power, Yi Ting pulled out his gun in his hand and began to aim and shoot.

Woo--woo-woo-woo! One second.

After firing six shots and eliminating the six special guards who got out of the car first, Yi Ting was able to see the trajectory of the bullet's flight, shoot it from the barrel, and hit the target's head respectively, bringing up clusters of small blood flowers.

But at the same time, Yi Ting suddenly found that the speed of the pistol's automatic reloading and reloading could not keep up with the speed of his continuous shooting.

More special guards began to get out of the car. Yi Ting almost subconsciously changed to a gun in one hand and a dagger in the other.

Shoot special guards in the distance with guns, and slash people near with daggers.

Woo ——, poof——, poof! One shot and one knife alternately attacked, taking into account both distance and near, and the efficiency was greatly improved.

In two seconds, ten more guards were headshot. They are all very good agents of high-level martial arts combat power, but they can't stand Yi Ting's shooting speed is too fast—according to the speed of time in the eyes of ordinary people, it is so fast that there is no afterimage.

Five cars, one car for four people, a total of twenty people. Sixteen people have been resolved, and four more have been resolved.

There were two other people in the fourth car, both old men in black, their faces were pale, and they remained calm so far, each approaching the door.

There were also two people in the fifth car, but there were two white... A young man with short flat hair and sunglasses. Alertly armed with his weapon, ready to rush out of the car door.

Under the induction of spiritual power, Yi Ting felt as if he had seen it with his own eyes. The remaining four people were aware of the situation outside, and although they were all top experts, they did not come out immediately without recklessness.

Yi Ting doesn't care if these four people have a target or not, Que Ruliang, of course, he won't just let it go. While rushing to the vehicle, he put away the dagger, and took out a few hand plots from the storage pendant. Thunder.

If you don't come out, ha, then blow you out. No matter how to install anti-defense. exploded, and couldn't withstand the repeated bombardment. Fried.

Boom, boom, boom! Finally, the two old and two young people got out of the vehicle almost at the same time, and the speed was no longer the slow swallowing under the induction just now, but similar to breaking Yi Ting's abnormal sense of time and space, each of them was like lightning.

Wu Zong, Wu Zong!

Du Tem is a martial artist, four! Hey, it's fun.

I haven't heard that Que Ruliang is also a martial artist! Maybe there is no Que Ruliang himself in this at all. Or is it a trap?

Yi Ting began to retreat, but after the four of them got out of the car, they first dispersed, took a few steps, and then tacitly surrounded Yi Ting in the middle.

Originally, he wanted to shoot with two shots, but after sensing the combat power and movements of the four people, Yi Ting changed his mind and changed his hand to the ground. Thunder.

Two black and two white, two old and two young. They all stared at Yi Ting with fierce eyes.

Standing in the middle of the street, Yi Ting stood still calmly. Fang Ark watched the scene through the surveillance video on the street, and transmitted the sound to Yiting at this time.

"Roar, Yi Ting, you kid is good, you have five cars in a blink of an eye, you can duck. Next, are you going to stage four beatings and one beating, or one beating four? Quack quack ......"

The Ark's words were full of schadenfreude, and the taste of old unreliability was full.

"Judging from the looks of the four people, there is no Que Ruliang...... Drip...... Que Ruliang appeared at the venue of Changzhou No. 7 Middle School...... It's a pure booby trap! ”

Yi Ting's body did not move at all, and he carefully sensed the changes in the qi of the four people.

On the surface, the momentum of the two black-clothed old men was even more powerful, but Yiting paid more attention to the two young men in white.

The two old men in black should be twins, and the other two men in white also look exactly the same.

Thinking of the last time he fought the triplets under the Three Umbrella Mansion, Yi Ting was secretly vigilant in his heart, this was to kill one, and the rest of the blood clan became stronger.

Yi Ting suddenly remembered that the Spirit Devourer was coming, and when the companion died, the survivor would absorb the higher energy released by the deceased, thus becoming stronger.

At the moment when Yi Ting was distracted, the four of them moved. Strangely around Yi Ting began to circle around, turning faster and faster.

Yi Ting clearly sensed that the qi of the four people was showing signs of converging. No way! If they can't let their qi and engine be connected, two plus two may be greater than a hundred. This is the effect of the formation and the technique of combo.

Yi Ting also began to move, different from the four running circles, Yi Ting just put on various poses, sometimes in the tiger pounce pose, then adjusted to the bear hug pose, then the frog pose, and then ...... What's the pouting ass? Nameless?

From an outsider's point of view, Yi Ting's movements were slow and strange, and even a little ugly, but the four people on the run felt differently.

Yi Ting's posture after each adjustment is aimed at the weak point of the four-person fit. How can it be?

The range of the four-person running circle is gradually shrinking, and the scene of four hitting one is about to start.

The rapid movement brought a whirling wind, and Yi Ting's clothes were blown and whirred.

Suddenly, a figure appeared beside Yi Ting, punched out, and the joint attack finally began.

Yi Ting stretched out his hand and tried to block as he took a big step back.

But this punch was not so simple, the swirling wind seemed to follow a person's attack, and suddenly a fold appeared, like an invisible force hitting Yi Ting along the fist.

Taking a step back, the fist is getting closer and closer, and there is no way to avoid it! Yi Ting inhaled calmly, and then shouted, "Hey! ", a single punch.

The qi collided, but no sound came out, and Yi Ting's body seemed to be fixed.

This is a figure flashing, appearing behind Yi Ting, and slapping it out with one palm.

There was a loud bang, the wind was turbulent, and the same body flew into the air spitting blood.

Spit out a mouthful of blood, and Yi Ting's originally depressed and dull chest felt relaxed and comfortable.

Before he landed, two daggers appeared in Yi Ting's hands, and with a wave of his backhand, he slashed at the arm of an old man in black who was pursuing.

The old man in black saw that his moves were old, and under the full pursuit, he also rose into the air, and at this time, in the face of Yi Ting's dagger, there was some surprise in mid-air, and he wanted to dodge but had nowhere to focus.

Another old man suddenly appeared on the side, saw the situation of his companion, reached out with one hand, grabbed one of his companion's feet in the air, and forcibly pulled it. Finally avoided the dagger.

Yi Ting didn't turn around, and secretly screamed in his heart that it was a pity. Landing on his toes, he immediately touched the ground and attacked a man in white on the left.

With both hands waving, the dagger intertwined into a cloud of light and shadow in front of him, silent but murderous.

But just before Yi Ting approached the target, two strong winds behind him were already approaching. Seeing that Yi Ting used a dagger, several besiegers also used cold weapons.

The target in front of him flashes sideways, and if Yi Ting wants to keep attacking, he has to change direction, but when his speed is affected, the attack behind him must not be avoided.

Yi Ting had no choice but to give up the pursuit, accelerating straight forward, trying to get rid of the attack behind him.

But when he reached the edge of the rotating invisible wind wall, he saw that a tiger rush could rush out, but suddenly, the rotating wind suddenly accelerated, making a whirring explosion.

Yi Ting almost instinctively made a sudden stop, and his body jumped to the side.

But after all, it was a little late, a short knife grazed his arm, his sleeve cracked, and a blood mark appeared.

Yi Ting didn't dare to easily touch the invisible wind wall, so he could only follow the circle, but the opponent was not alone, and he was easily intercepted.

As long as there is a fight, Yi Ting will fall into a passive situation, and as time passes, the wounds on Yi Ting's body are increasing rapidly.

Arms, thighs, back...... Although it is not a vital part, and it is not a serious injury, it cannot be stopped.

Yi Ting originally wanted to hurt his whole body, so it was better to cut off one of his fingers, and then implement a single-point breakthrough after killing one. But every time he succeeds, there will always be his companions who rush to the rescue, but in the end, they fall short and increase their injuries.

Forcibly stabilizing his impatient mind, Yi Ting focused on his own body and carefully sensed the interaction between his body and the strong wind around him.

If you can't fight, then concentrate on dodging. This is Yi Ting's strategy, a stupid way to play a scoundrel.

In order to maintain the wind field, the four Blood Clan Martial Sect masters basically attacked by one person every time, and when the attacker was in distress, two more would come out to help.

Now Yi Ting is concentrating on escaping and dodging, one attacker is useless, and the other will be picked up immediately.

This is a certain formation from the ancient Xiuzhen era. After running more than a dozen laps, Yi Ting made a judgment.

The same is true of the triplets encountered under the Three Umbrellas Building before.

Yi Ting adjusted his breathing and began to focus on the qi induction between the four people.

Well? One person is in charge of the northeast and due north positions...... This is the exchange and dry position of due west and southwest...... Bagua Array?

Yi Ting was thinking while sensing it, but his body did not slow down at all, and as he pondered the attack formation, he inadvertently played a very subtle interaction with the formation, and there was a faint fit when the body method was cast.

Although the four besiegers were unexpectedly getting easier and easier to dodge, the chance of being injured had dropped significantly, and for a while, they could only maintain their offensive unchanged.

It's not just gossip ......, is it a four-elephant array? …… Yi Ting continued to think, and his figure was no longer blindly running along the wind wall, but began to suddenly change direction and speed.

Sometimes it's fast, sometimes it's slow, sometimes it's straight, sometimes it's abrupt......

It's also strange to say that after Yi Ting changed the route of his body, he was never attacked again.

One of the two black-clothed old men suddenly let out a sharp cry, and at the same time, his feet paused and quickly changed the direction of running in circles.

The other three had a tacit understanding, and almost at the same time as the cry sounded, they rushed to their companions opposite.

As if on the edge of a circle, the four people suddenly rushed to the opposite side through their diameter, drawing a cross.

When they reached the center of the circle, the four of them did not collide with each other, but were already separated by a fraction of a second, and each crossed over.

The sudden change in formation, Yi Ting didn't react for a while, his body had just reached a quarter of the circle area, and he suddenly felt that the qi in the wind circle had become disordered, and he couldn't help but pause.

It was this slight delay, and an old man in black and a young man in white were already approaching, and they both punched and struck.

What's worse is that Yi Ting wanted to dodge at this time, but found that there was a qi in his front and back, left and right that was hindering and restricting his movements, unless......

Yi Ting subconsciously stepped a little and rose into the air.

Four Blood Clan masters, the other two jumped up almost at the same time.

There is no place to borrow strength in mid-air, Yi Ting has no way to avoid it, only to attack. Unleash your fists and slam them into the two attackers in the air.

Boom! Yi Ting's figure flew out towards the wind wall on one side, and a mouthful of blood spat out on the face of an old man in black beside him.