The machete was about an inch wide and a foot long, and it was head-to-head, refracting cold light in the sun, and it was very sharp.

Han Yi has seen such a machete once, or last year, he promised his six sons to join the gang, so he followed a group of people to follow Xie Dongqiang to rob the mine, but was stopped by the police. It was that time that Han Yi saw the six sons and a group of people take out such machetes from the warehouse.

"It's coming at me!"

Han Yi saw these people running towards him, and at the same time showed his machete, wanting to cut him to the ground.

He was a little puzzled, the enemy came to the door?

But he thought about it for a while, and he didn't seem to have many enemies, either he was crippled by him, or he was killed by him. It's impossible for him to offend the forces of a dozen strong men who have been dispatched recently, could it be that someone hired me to hack me to death?

Han Yi thought about it, and when he saw that these people were getting closer and closer, they were already within seven or eight meters, so he put the pine sword box in his arms on the ground, opened it, pulled out the sword, and waited for it.

With a sword in hand, Han Yi's momentum is different, this sword is more than eighty centimeters long, which has a great advantage over these guys holding machetes with half a small arm.

"However, there are too many of them, I can't let them surround me, otherwise no matter how powerful I am, I won't be able to stand up to the blades in all directions!" Han Yi pulled out his sword at this time, and instantly settled his body and mind, and made a decision.

He didn't say a word, he stepped forward, between the ups and downs of his waist and legs, his body shot out like an arrow, and the arrow step under his feet was more than two meters, and more than three meters in a span, as fast as riding a horse, so that the faces of the men who ran over to cut and kill were stunned.

In the next moment, taking another step, Han Yi entered the distance of two meters in front of the man who was running in front, and he didn't talk nonsense, the long sword was erected in front of him, the blade was glowing with cold light, and he held it with both hands and sent it forward, as if he had lit incense and worshiped the Bodhisattva, inserting the incense into the incense burner.

The man who ran at the front was also fierce and abnormal, seeing that Han Yi was only a little more than two meters away, but two steps away, his arm was already raised, and the machete in his hand was also waved, and his face turned red with the force in his hand, and he slashed at Han Yi's neck.

It's a pity······

With the help of the momentum, the sword in his hand swished across the distance of two meters, and the tip of the sword seemed to have a jade streamer flashing, and it instantly stabbed this person's throat, and the entire sword tip did not enter without hindrance, and pulled it out with a poof, and then the person was still like a tiger and wilted all of a sudden, as if he had been punctured with a balloon, his throat and eyes made a rumbling sound, and at the same time spewing blood outward, this person's pupils gave an incredible look, the knife in his hand fell, and the person fell down diagonally.

His throat was pierced by Han Yi's sword.

Poof!

Aside from smashing up a few yellowed leaves and dust, the man didn't bring a single bit of dust.

At this time, the crops that had not been harvested after more than ten meters of opening shook and made a rattling sound, and the dead branches and leaves also walked around in the field, like a large area of unknown creatures crawling in the depths of the seabed.

"It's windy!"

Han Yi turned his back to the wind, squinted his eyes, thinking that since he learned the sword, he first practiced the six swords, visualized the movement, condensed the divine will, practiced the twenty-four sword postures, refined the sword moves, and learned the tips of the six swords from his grandfather, and learned the secret method of practicing the sword with the third grandfather, after so many years of practice, although he has not yet reached the realm of one sword and two flies, but whether it is eyesight or sword skills, it is not the same, it is not too simple to pierce the throat with a sword two meters away, it is much simpler than he used a sword to split incense in the dark room.

Besieged by more than a dozen people with machetes, Han Yi didn't think about keeping his hand at this time, it would be too stupid to keep his hand at this time, he also has an identity, he is a member of the wolf cub, and it is not that he has never killed people before, so Han Yi did not hesitate at all, but was more ferocious.

With a flash of color on his face, the killing intent rose, and the third ancestor said that he had to find his own way to kill people, and today was the right day!

After his sword was pulled out of the throat of the man in front, he drew a semicircle in front of him, and at the same time, the spine crackled and exploded, and between the killing intent, the cold hairs all over his body exploded, and the strength of the whole body penetrated, once a person killed someone, it was no different from a beast, so Han Yi was no different from a beast, and the surrounding wind and grass were transmitted to his ears, and his sword body full of diamond-shaped dark lines, in his imagination, a star of sword light beat like a human heart, but the speed was as fast as a piledriver.

The sword slashed again.

The sword light slashed three times in the air like lightning, and three breaking sounds sounded !! puff, reminding Han Yi of the sound of his old permanent brand bicycle being punctured by nails once again.

Han Yi didn't look at it, he twisted his body, walked around the three of them like a dance, and rushed into the crowd.

Whew! machete waving the wind.

The corners of Han Yi's eyes tightened, and he didn't think about it, as soon as his waist was twisted, the sword in his hand passed along the movement, and the moment he went out, he heard a crisp sound of gold and stone clashing.

Clang!

“······ Don't follow the sword out, just use your body to listen to the echo of the sword light······"

This is it, Han Yi's body shook, the rooster trembled, and as soon as his hands turned, the sword in his hand stirred along the strength he heard, "This is it, Zhong!"

Poof!

The sword was like a poisonous snake, and it swooped into a man's heart, and this person's black vest instantly turned red, and then his face turned white, and the blood on his face disappeared in an instant.

Han Yi killed five people with his sword at once, and he also felt too much pressure at this time, after all, killing so many people at once, even he was a little difficult to attack again.

It was because Han Yi was killed that he hesitated, and he paused for some reason.

"Oops, there's a flaw in my heart!"

But he came to his senses in an instant, and at the same time, a machete slashed at the top of his head, like slashing Huashan, "Even if this person doesn't have the realm of Ming Jin, but this knife also has a Ming Jin hitting effect!"

Han Yi killed himself just now, and he was distracted all of a sudden, giving the flat-headed man an opportunity to take advantage of, and when he saw this knife coming, he whirred with the wind. When his mind was in a hurry, he saw through the speed of this person's strength, with the peak strength of an ordinary adult, and he was also very strong, but fortunately, he woke up in time, pulled the sword out of the heart of the dead man, and took advantage of the situation to meet the machete, and raised the Dingge!

With a bang, Han Yi felt a shock to the sword body, like thunder shaking the sky, and his ears were full of such a roar, Han Yi knew that he had to be fast, as soon as he used his waist and horse, the sword was stirred, and he slashed around the machete, and the jade villain he imagined moved like a streamer, and he fell past this person like a snake.

Point sword momentum.

Then connect to the royal car grid.

The left and right feet are staggered up and down, plowing three and a half arcs in the field, which is three steps of the chicken, and the sword in his hand is also a half arc in the air, blocking seven or eight machetes with a clang, and at the same time the sword light is swaying and walking twice.

Now Han Yi happened to fall in the middle of the crowd of machetemen, he glanced at the six or seven swordsmen who had just rushed over, and had already turned around and prepared to continue to surround him, "Let's rush out first, the end of being surrounded is to be hacked to death by a knife, who the fuck is it, hired such a group of guys who are not afraid of death to kill me!"

Han Yi gritted his teeth and took the horizontal momentum from the imperial car grid, and the sword light was rising.