Two.

Seven poisonous locust bee needles.

Master said that this is a secret weapon handed down from the legendary family of drug production, the Five Poison Sects of Miaojiang. I don't know how this turned and turned, and finally came to Wang Yi's hand, I can only say that Wang Yi is too lucky. Although it has been used several times, I don't know if it is still powerful, but it is also a great power for Wang Yi.

Wang Yi looked at the hidden cylinder, a silver cylinder the thickness of his thumb, which resembled the small head of an egg, and the streamlined hole was the emitting port. There are long slots in the middle, where there are protruding firing devices. It is a device that can be fired again by tightening the spring after firing once.

The problem is that the bare stalk steel shuttle is short, less than a quarter of a foot, while the needle of the Seven Poisonous Locusts is more than a foot long. There is also a big difference in thickness, with the bare stalk steel shuttle as thin as a cow's hair, and the Seven Poison Locust Needle being as thick as a needle. Can such a thing fit into the barrel emitted by the bare stalk steel shuttle?

It's not that easy. Although it can barely squeeze into the hole, it may not be able to fire if it is so tightly loaded. Wang Yi wanted to use a foolish method to scrape the hole with a knife that was extremely thick compared to the barrel of the hidden weapon, so as to make it bigger. That's all it can be now.

Wang Yi tinkered with the concealment barrel until it was dark, racked his brains and finally succeeded in inserting the needle. Foolish methods worked. It's just that you can only put one at a time, but it's already pretty good. This has given him great strength. At the very least, it is no longer impossible to win against Li Ying, although it must be a one-shot hit.

It was late at night. Wang Yi came out of the warehouse and moved to the backyard wing. It was a three-fold wall to prevent theft, and a labyrinthine road connected to it, at the end of which sturdy men stood guard.

But because it was a dark night without moonlight and had experienced several family disputes, Chenjiazhuang, which had been hit a lot, was now much more desolate, so the number of his subordinates had been reduced to one-tenth compared with its heyday. Wang Yi easily approached the front of Li Ying's room. Seeing that Li Ying seemed to be the only one in the room the night before, Wang Ling did not stay with Li Ying, but it was unknown where he went. In short, you have to dispose of Li Ying before you can find your sister or save your sister.

Wang Yi thought about this, gritted his teeth, kicked open the door and rushed in.

"Who is it?"

Wang Yi, who was already familiar with the darkness, saw Li Ying sit up from the bed. Wang Yi aimed at the hidden weapon barrel and launched it quickly and cautiously.

But Wang Yi was still not so lucky. As if he had expected it, Li Ying pulled the quilt to cover his body, and the needle fired by Wang Yi was inserted into the quilt. Then, Li Ying jumped up on the bed, threw the quilt, like a dark cloud, and like a typhoon, the quilt flew towards Wang Yi, whipped Wang Yi and threw him out of the house. The barrel of concealed weapons, which had no use value, rolled off his hand.

Li Ying saw a glowing thing fall from Wang's hand, and knew that it was a hidden weapon barrel. Well, now there's nothing to be afraid of. He heard the sound of Wang Yi approaching the room, and no matter how lightly he walked, he could not hide it from his ears. He was sure that the footsteps approaching in the darkness were Wang Yi's, and waited. Waiting for the bastard who will give him the biggest blow. I can finally kill him.

He walked out of the room with glittering soul-grabbing on his hands. After Wang Yi was thrown out, he rolled on the stone steps and climbed towards the snow-covered courtyard. In Li Ying's eyes, it was like a mouse in front of a cat, and it looked vulnerable. Then Li Ying flew up.

Wang Yi wanted to go to the snow-covered courtyard for his own reasons. He didn't want to run away, but he wanted to change places. But such a wish seems to be unrealizable. Perhaps, in a second, he will die. In that case, with his death, both big and small wishes will disappear. Li Ying's momentum, which fell from the sky along with the falling snow, truly illustrates all this more than anything else.

Wang Yi swung a knife with all his might. That's all he can do now.

Click-!

Like an eagle, like an eagle with a claw on its feet, it flew and caught on Wang Yi's scimitar. No, it should be Li Ying's soul arrest that stuck the scimitar. Wang Yi's scimitar was fast enough for Li Ying to be difficult to dodge, and Li Ying wanted to grab and throw away Wang Yi's knife instead, while scratching with the soul restraint he wore on his other hand.

Because it is a move of the sky-beating bird, a routine of riding the wind and waves, and also because of the contempt for Wang Yi in his heart. He felt that Wang Yi was like a rat rolling on the snow and running away. He swooped down, the eight paws on his hands flashing at the rats.

But there is a relationship. The rat's teeth are quite sharp. The four soul grips on the fingers of his right hand were broken at once. It's as powerless as a dry twig. Li Ying instantly lost his balance in the air. His other soul arrest failed to hit the target, and only scratched the collar. At this moment, Wang Yi rolled in the snow and escaped from Li Ying's claws. Now, according to his idea, the fighting place has been moved to the courtyard. It can be snowing for several days, and it is already halfway up to the waist in the snow waiting for the enemy.

Li Ying didn't think about chasing Wang Yi, he looked at him stunned, and then looked at his beloved object. This mood is like cutting a wisp of grass with a sickle, but the sickle breaks it. Li Ying looked at his hands with a ridiculous expression as if all his fingers had been broken, and suddenly roared. Then he rushed towards Wang Yi like a beast.

Li Ying couldn't fly into the air as usual, and the reason for casting the Fluttering Bird was because the snow in the yard had piled up to his waist. But he is also one of the best masters, and he doesn't need to use a bird to deal with the hairy boy. With each step he took, the snow and frozen branches on the road splashed like an explosion.

Wang Yi used the only knife technique he knew, wielding the scimitar indiscriminately to deal with Li Ying. Li Ying's attack this time was different from the past, just now I didn't know that Wang Yi's knife was so sharp, but now it's not. He knew that he couldn't go head-to-head with Wang Yi's knife.

Li Ying's Soul Arrest Grip stretched out to Wang Yi head-on, and Wang Yi's knife swung horizontally and touched the Soul Arrest Grasp. No, it was almost touched. The moment the Soul Grip and the knife were about to collide, the Soul Grip disappeared like smoke. At the same time, Li Ying kicked Wang Yi in the stomach heavily, if Wang Yi was a master, he should easily dodge this attack.

The internal organs shake, it is difficult to breathe, and in severe cases, it is possible to vomit blood. Wang Yi is like this now. He vomited a pile of blood in the snow and flew three steps away. It was like hitting a garden stone, and I felt a sharp pain in my back. In a daze, he saw Li Ying attacking again, and Li Ying, who still had four claws in his left hand, was slashing at him. Wang Yi weakly raised his hand to cover his face. It was supposed to be instinctive, but it had a surprising effect. Li Ying's soul was clawed on his arm. I thought it would be cut off like a turnip, and the arm wrapped around a layer of straps blocked the soul arrest.

Iron Armour!

Wang Yi suddenly remembered the name. It was the last gift that Sima Zangli gave him!

He said there were other devices here!

He only thought about it at this critical moment. Even if there is something that shakes the world in the Iron Arm Armor, it is useless now. He only needed a trick that could kill Li Ying. Wang raised his knife and stabbed Li Ying.

"Damn...... Guys!"

I couldn't speak, not because I couldn't breathe, but because I was angry. Because of this unseemly hairy boy, Li Ying lost everything. His men either died or fled. The brothers also all died. He has long lost his place in the rivers and lakes. So I didn't go to Tianji Village at all, and turned around and came here. In the future, I can only throw away my past name and hide in a certain village to live. Before that, in order to kill all those involved in the matter.

turned out to be quite famous, which made Li Ying more and more angry the more he thought about it. But now it's coming to an end. Li Ying kicked Wang Yi in the chest from the front, then took a step back and prepared to grab Wang Yi's life with the soul again, but things were once again out of his expectations and developed at will.

"Uh, uh......!"

In an instant, Li Ying's body stiffened. It was like being hit by a hammer, and I felt dizzy in front of my eyes, and my body couldn't move. It was after launching something small and barely visible from the hilt of Wang Yi's sword.

There is also Wang Yi's knife. Unlike other knives, which have a sharp tip like a willow leaf, they are crudely broken off and look like they were broken in the middle. But no matter how rough it is, it is more than enough to pierce the flesh of a person. Wang Yi slowly, but also unable to let Li Ying dodge the speed to attack him. The knife cut through Li Ying's skin, passed through the flesh, broke the internal organs, and finally split the hard bone in half.

Li Ying's face suddenly darkened, and his eyes became huge as if they were about to protrude. A sentence sounded like thunder in Li Ying's head.

Use poison masters!

Li should not forget, but it can often take your life in an instant. He has become the most despicable secret weapon in the history of martial arts, and he is also the secret of the Tang Sect, the sacrifice of the sword and the low wandering soul. The strength in his body was draining, and the blood was quietly flowing out, staining the snow in the yard red.

Wang Yi felt exhausted, so he just lay in the courtyard, holding Li Ying's corpse motionless. The young man from Jiangzhou, who rushed in afterwards, burned down Chenjiazhuang, rescued his sister and brought it to him. Seeing that they were holding the head of the owner of the Chen family in their hands, they were surprised to find that they were looking at this scene numbly.

Wang Yi suddenly raised his head, and his sister was looking at him. Numb, unfocused eyes. Although I can't see it, I feel that I may be looking at my sister with this kind of eyes. Yes, the eyes that are exhausted by all the evil and meaningless life.

After that, Wang Ling had always had this kind of look, but Wang Yi quickly returned to his original state. He still has something to do, and he has hope for life, which is his sister.

But Wang Ling is not like that, she is tortured by life no less than her brother, so for a long time after that, in the days that are more difficult than before, until she no longer needs to use this kind of look, she always has the same expression.

The first chivalrous man does not forget his grievances - "Knot".