Horizontal Momentum: That is, the horizontal impact also, the law can rush to the wind (sang) to dodge and kill, advance and retreat with both hands and feet, rush in and attack the Qing step to sweep, view.

As soon as the thought moved, the move of the horizontal momentum flashed in his mind, and Han Yi's body rolled forward on the ground like a donkey rolling, bypassing a few machetes that were cut in the air, and the long sword in his hand walked around in the rolling sword light, like a rolling hedgehog, to stab people.

His divine will condensed, and he felt the beating on the tip of the sword, like beating a drum, but he ignored it, just followed the sword, rushed through the siege of several people, and then there was a sound of clanging, he knew that it was the echo of something cut at the tip of the sword.

When he heard it, he was sensitive, and he knew which direction he was rolling, and when he was rolling, his eyes were scooping, and he knew that he had rushed over, and now there were still ten people left in this wave of knife hands, and Han Yi rushed through them, and now there were two knife hands left in front of him.

These two people are also small flat heads, with black vests on the upper body and jeans and sneakers on the lower body.

Strike Momentum!

As soon as Han Yi's waist twisted, he half-knelt and flicked his sword upward, as if he was holding a stick to raise a high window, and at the same time, his feet exploded, and he collapsed half a step to the left of this person, and then his body slammed into a fist.

After the sound of the sword bell, there was a shock, Han Yi heard the strength, and knew that he was blocking the slashing of this swordsman, and at the same time, there was a bullet force of the knife slashing on the sword, Han Yi used the strength of the sword to break the fist, like shaking a big gun, shaking and sending, a sword contained triple strength, and the spine of the sword made a buzzing sound at this time, poof!

Who knows, as soon as the sword parry touched the machete, the machete swished and made a bend, like a whip hilt flipping and smashing him in the face.

"Grass!"

Han Yi was startled, and a cool breath came out of his spine, and he tilted his head in an instant, whew!

It's a pity that there was still blood, and the handle of the knife flipped over and flew past his ear, with the sound of the wind, but the blade reached Han Yi's cheek at a slight distance, cut it from his cheekbone, and brushed it along his shoulder.

The red color flowed down instantly, and Han Yi's face jumped, and he saw the knifeman who used the machete as a flying knife, and after throwing the knife, the tiger roared, and pounced on Han Yifei, stretching out his arms to clamp him down.

"Grass! I almost got stabbed!"

Han Yi looked at the threads of the clothes on his shoulders, he knew very well that with his current physical strength, body style, and the skill realm of his voice, on such an empty field, fighting a dozen little gangsters like Liuzi was like playing.

Even if the thugs took the sticks and machetes, as long as there was no discipline, the messy Han Yi would be able to win, but now these people are not chaotic at all when Han Yi kills six people in a row, and there is still a formation, which is to surround him, and then hack him to death.

"Who the hell is this?"

Such a bloody scene does not change its face, the rules are controlled, and it does not run away, nor does it slow down, it is almost the same as the dead soldiers played in martial arts dramas, and it seems that he will not give up until he reaches his goal.

Hundreds of times stronger than the gangsters, the gangsters are infested, they are all gangsters, even if they are like six sons, there are Xie Wenqiang behind them and a few leaders in the county secretly support, but they only run a club, collect some money on weekdays, dare not be overly arrogant, and are afraid of death, afraid of legal sanctions.

Looking at the knife hand who rushed over as if he was not afraid of death, the two of them were only two meters, Han Yi just took a breath, and this person arrived in front of him.

Han Yi didn't expect that this person would be so fierce, he just didn't want to die, he dared to kill and fight, "It seems that he is not dying!" In an instant, he made up his mind, Han Yi knew that such a person was no different from a soldier who rushed up with an explosives bag, except for the difference in philosophy, he was almost the most dangerous guy.

"However, you think that you can trap me in this way, it's just too underestimating my body!" The two of them were close at hand, but Han Yi waved his sword back, and after sweeping back a few machetes that were chasing him, the breath on his body was agitated, and in an instant, it was as if he had been raised a few meters high, and his two arms were stretched out, like a big rooster preparing to crow, fluttering steps, but Han Yi didn't roar, turned in a circle, but kicked out directly with one leg!

Click!

It's the chicken's feet!

came by surprise with such a kick, the knife hand was also stunned for a moment, and then his face turned pale, and his legs were bent at ninety degrees, and he was kicked off by Han Yi from the knee joint, he didn't expect Han Yi to abandon the sword and not use it, his body was so fast that he couldn't react at all, and when he got to the side, he was kicked and knelt on the ground by Han Yi all of a sudden, but this person was still fierce, even if his leg was kicked and broken, as soon as the steel teeth were bitten, he half-knelt and twisted his body to grab Han Yi's leg.

"It's really amazing, such a person was a fierce man like a great general in ancient times! It's a pity, his hero is my enemy! You have to die!"

How could Han Yi let this person grab his leg, it was a joke, and as soon as he turned around, he came behind this person, and then looked at the remaining swordsmen who had regathered on the opposite side, in addition to the person in front of him, there were still eight.

Han Yi just glanced at it, the movements in his hand did not stop, and as soon as the sword was horizontal, it was placed on the neck of this knife hand, and Han Yi grabbed this person's short hair upwards and lifted his head up, just like that.

The blade of the sword entered half a finger, so sharp that it was like wiping the sword body with a cowhide cloth, and there was no sense of blocking at all, and the bloody blood spurted out, shooting out more than half a meter high, and suddenly the swordsman who was chasing and slashing over, was so shocked that he paused.

Han Yi smiled at this time, threw this person into the field like garbage, touched a handful of blood on his cheek with his left hand, and looked at it in front of him, his hand was red, and his murderous intent suddenly condensed a little more, and the long sword drew a circle, and in front of him, the sword body was vertical, and the blade was horizontal in front of his eyebrows.

Whoop······

The stalks of the crops in the field shook again in the wind, and the leaves made a shriveled cracking sound, as if someone had taken a handful of sand and rubbed it in his hand.

In the distance, the trunks of the trees in the wooded area did not move, only the tips of the branches swayed gently, and a few birds perched on them were alarmed, fluttered and flew up, circled the forest, and then fell back again.

"There is Gao Yueyin in the forest area, there is a dark master like Zhongbo, his kung fu is profound, and there are fierce black-clothed bodyguards, Gao Yueyin should have no problem, right? These people will send such a fierce team to kill me, I just don't know what kind of battle Gao Yueyin will be!

Han Yi held the hilt of the sword with blood in his left hand at this time, sent the sword out horizontally with both arms, smiled fiercely at this group of sword hands, and said, "Come on!"