Chapter Eighty-Four: True Assassin Warriors (1)
"Your Excellency is so powerful, but you come with a face, and you think you are also a hero with a name and a surname. Gently stepped out of the car, slowly stared at the unfathomable master in front of him and said, "I don't know if I have an old grudge with Your Excellency?"
Now Huang Yi doesn't understand, how could he provoke such an opponent, you know, he is in the court, he is definitely a wise and wise protector, and he is also a polite corporal. Of course, there are not so many rules in his own state capital, but he has never heard of any innate masters under his nose. There are a few masters on the list of people passing by, but they don't seem to have any kung fu. No matter which one is right, this makes Huang Yi even more strange, such a master, even if he doesn't flatter, he will never do evil.
"Ha, hahaha. Today, I will avenge the broken arm!" A cold look swept across everyone, and Huang Yi only felt a coldness.
Huang Yi also understood that things couldn't be done, and with a turn of his right hand, a hazy white tiger shadow flashed, followed by a low tiger roar all his life.
With a wave of his right hand in front of him, the white tiger shadow suddenly condensed into three points, and the whole person became solemn. There was a madness in his eyes, and a gloom in his eyes.
If it weren't for the fact that this person's strength was too high, he would never make a move in person, and at this time when he was about to be promoted to innate, although every shot was his own knowledge and understanding of his own martial arts, it was not his own way.
Bu Qianhuai didn't wait, but stepped out directly, and the sound of the dragon's groan suddenly sounded, and the evil dragon arm in his right hand was already faintly trembling. Not scared, but trembling with excitement. Dragon and tiger have competed with each other since ancient times. The dragon follows the clouds, and the tiger follows the wind.
Make a fist with your right hand and punch straight forward, the most ordinary punch, but also the most fearless punch.
"One blow!"
Huang Yi saw that this punch was full of hatred, and when he heard that he had won the blow, he sneered: "Boast!" Immediately, the tiger shadow came out of his hand and went straight to Bu Qianhuai.
Squinting slightly, such a move, but I have never seen it, it is worthy of being the lord of a state, and he does have capital. However, Bu Qianhuai smiled at the corner of his mouth, no matter how big the capital is, it must have absolute strength to guarantee it. And now, within a state, Bu Qian has absolute strength!
The White Tiger Phantom collided directly with Bu Qianhuai's right fist, and the whole audience was shocked with a bang, only smoke and dust were all over the ground.
Although Huang Yi didn't have any words, he tensed his body, this blow would definitely not be able to kill this master who could kill the Ming Qi realm in seconds!
After a bang, a figure rushed straight into the smoke and dust, and the fist of his right hand did not decrease at all, and he rushed suddenly.
Huang Yi's eyes were a little surprised, and then disappeared. This person's strength is absolutely good, but the White Tiger Phantom is still powerful, and the most important thing is that there is no right number in the martial arts at all, could it be that he is the top killer of the C number in the Shadow Hidden Hall? No, although the Shadow Hidden Hall is a killer organization, it only recognizes money. But they will never attack the people of the dynasty, especially the Taishou of a state, unless they want to die.
However, when it comes to the peak of the day after tomorrow, there will not be too much hesitation, and you will be ready to face the battle directly, and the boundless wind will directly press the comer. The tiger follows the wind, and there is naturally a lot of wind in this true qi. Then the index finger and middle finger of the right hand rose together, turned into a sword, and walked straight to the thousand arms.
"Wind and sword fingers!" One finger is the first, and the sword turns into wind. Wubi Neiyuan gathered, and directly pointed at it, Bu Qianhuai suddenly felt that hundreds of sharp swords were whistling like the wind. But it doesn't matter, your own punch is enough!
Danger, danger, danger, danger! Although Huang Yi sacrificed the strongest move, the feeling of danger was not waved away, but became more dignified. The day after tomorrow, the peak of the Heavenly Palace couldn't take a blow from a Ming Qi martial artist, this seemed to be a joke, but now, it was a fact.
With a bang, Bu Qianhuai took three steps back directly. On the other hand, Huang Yi has already flown out upside down. The moment he landed, he retreated more than a dozen steps backwards and stumbled. And Bu Qianhuai retreated because of the blow of the peak powerhouse of the Heavenly Palace realm, which was definitely not something he could accept, and he was able to defeat it, all because of the evil dragon arm.
Bu Qianhuai only felt a tightness in his chest, and then spit out a mouthful of blood: "Ahem, it's not dead yet, it's worthy of the peak of the day after tomorrow!"
The Situ and Meng families on the side also had numb scalps, and they repelled the Ming Qi martial artists at the peak of the day after tomorrow with one blow, and they were definitely young people listening to the voice, and they were qualified to be on the list! The crowd has gone from watching an ignorant assassin to a frightened strength, and finally to envy. Yes, it is envy, a congenital master, a unique party. Even if it is Confucianism, Taoism and the imperial court, the innate martial artists are the top combat power!
Huang Yi knew that he would definitely die in the past, so he smiled ghostly: "I don't want to be like this, this is what you forced me! You can't bear my anger!" Suddenly, Huang Yi's true qi around him exploded, and it was flowing into himself in a steady stream, with gusts of wind and a trace of yin and evil energy.
And on the carriage, the priest also muttered to himself: "Hey, how many years will it take to burn the essence and blood lifeline like this, before you can step into the innate world!"
Bu Qianhuai suddenly felt murderous, this dangerous feeling: "This is ...... What?" frowned, and the evil dragon in his right hand appeared directly, and killed the culprit in one go!
Huang Yi suddenly opened his eyes, like a god and a demon, looking at all directions.
"This feeling, innate strength! Hahaha! However, if you want to kill me, you ...... It costs you your life!"
Needless to say, Huang Yi's body was like a layer of blood mist, which was a life-saving strength that burned essence blood and temporarily increased his strength. This kind of price is very likely to regress one's strength, and it is more likely that one will never be able to take the last step in this realm, and it will be wasted for a lifetime. However, the strength of the assassin in front of him made him have to do this, so, in return, he was completely killed!