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Cai Yan directly pulled out the arrow stuck in his left shoulder. The excruciating pain made him tremble, but more than that, it was his anger. He threw the burden off his shoulders and ran forward, apparently towards the place where Wang Yi was, for he saw the arrows shining in the firelight. I didn't hide when I saw the arrow because my body was frozen. So no matter how great his anger was, he couldn't dissolve his frozen body, and his Heavenly King Sword was also frozen.

Another arrow flew. Cai Yan planned to draw his sword and bounce the arrow back, and rushed towards Wang Yi. But that's just an idea. The scabbard was sealed in thick ice, and the hand was bent unconsciously, unable to even grip the hilt. He swung his bare hands in the air, himself stunned. Within a few moments, the arrow approached.

In an instant, Cai Yan seemed to have stepped on ice, slipped, and fell backwards. The big man fell to the ground, splashing countless snowflakes. Cai Yan disappeared into the vast sea of snow with the flying arrows.

Wang Yi hid behind the wall of King Yue's temple, panting. Using arrows may seem like a simple and repetitive attack, but it requires a high degree of concentration and consumes a lot of energy, and it is as if you have run a hundred kilometers in one breath.

But Wang Yi was ready to shoot again. He took out two arrows from his quiver, one wound and the other between the ring finger and the little finger. Prepare for continuous firing. He exhaled deeply, and then took another deep breath. Wang Yi's breath became stable again, and his eyes were as sharp as eagle eyes. The four people who had been watching showed Wang Yi a strange gaze at the moment as they had been.

Wang Yi didn't see that look, and he wasn't interested in it. He knew that he was not as good as Cai Yan. Wasn't he completely defeated by the nine-fingered dragon Zeng Guoying in an instant before? Besides, this Cai Yan is definitely a master who is definitely more powerful than Zeng Guoying.

Third-rate ......!

It is only right to redefine the third-rate mentioned by Sun Fuzi. The third-rate of the second-rate and the third-rate of the lower level than that, who can't say that it is a few ranks, cannot be the same meaning in the mouth of the nobody. Wang Yi was afraid, afraid that he would die without taking revenge. This sense of crisis made him tremble. Behind that powerful samurai, isn't there a second-rate samurai named Soaring Bird Li Ying, a veritable master waiting.

Kill it anyway!

Li should be a matter of the future. In any case, you have to kill Cai Yan in order to continue to deal with Li Ying. Wang Yi suddenly put down his bow and arrows, took out the knife he was carrying under his side, and put it where he could reach it. The distance is close enough that the bow and arrow cannot exert its power. It is possible that you will have to wield a knife.

"Whatever it is, you can slash something with a swing of a knife!"

Wang Yi muttered to himself. I suddenly remembered what Hu Liansangang had said a few months ago. He only knew anything about knives.

At this time, there was a word from behind.

"If you want to cut something, you must hold the knife tightly and not let it fall!"

Wang Yi didn't look back. After listening to the voice, he knew that it was an elder named Ma Laosan. But what is even more important than this is that Cai Yan, who fell to the ground, suddenly rushed to the temple wall.

The arrows that shot them didn't kill him, they only wounded him. And Cai Yan thought of a way to incapacitate the arrow. He lay on his stomach in the snow, and rushed up after getting as close as possible. The frozen sword didn't need to be pulled out, and Cai Yan wanted to use the sword with the scabbard to smash Wang Yi's head.

Wang Yi did not dodge. He squeezed the strings and shot at the shadow that appeared in front of him. This is the only way to do it. Then he threw the arrow between his bow and ring finger on the ground and rolled backwards, the knife already in his hand.

Cai Yan's sword changed direction, and the blade swept towards his chest. Rather than attacking, the basic rules of martial arts that first thought of defense made him do that. At that moment, he didn't expect Wang Yi to shoot an arrow. The powerless arrow, although it simply bounced out, gave Wang Yi a chance to hold the knife.

The angry Cai Yan shouted angrily and rushed towards the temple, waving the sword in his hand in an orderly manner, and his sword rushed towards Wang Yi.

Wang Yi's knife also moved. In fact, he went under the knife first. But Cai Yan's sword moved several times faster than his. Before his knife could be pointed at the other party, Cai Yan's sword had already stabbed him in the waist. Wang Yi's ribs felt like they were going to break, and he fell to the ground and rolled on his side in pain. If it weren't for the scabbard, he would have broken in two.

Cai Yan followed the advantage and swung his sword to stab at the top of Wang Yi's head. His feet were on the campfire, causing sparks and ashes to fly. But the sword was unsuccessful, and Wang Yi raised his hand to defend himself, and his sword only struck the sword that was ready to meet it. In this way, the key to victory or defeat lies in the side with strong internal strength.

Wang Yi's knife was suppressed by Cai Yan's sword, and he slapped his head. Blood flowed from Wang Yi's head. Cai Yan swung his sword again, as if he was about to stick Wang Yi's knife on his head, and whipped it over like a hammer and nail. Wang Yi gritted his teeth and pressed against it with his knife. It felt like the knife was going to be ejected again, but it didn't. It was Cai Yan's sword that fell this time. Because Cai Yan's frozen hands could no longer grasp the handle.

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

Touching a sword with a nobody, he actually got rid of his own weapon. This absurd fact confused Cai Yan for a while. He instinctively looked at his hand, as if telling himself that there was nothing wrong with him, and that he was to blame his own hand. But he didn't have such time, Wang Yi had already gotten up and waved the knife in his hand at that time, and pounced on him. Without any skill or swordsmanship, it moves forward as if it were carried on its shoulders, simple and rough.

Cai Yan can see through every movement. For people like him who have learned martial arts, those who have not learned martial arts wield a knife that is not as good as a tree branch. His mistake was to treat his enemies with a half-teasing mood when he was angry. Cai Yan reached out and pressed the side of Wang Yidao. The knife that was pressed with internal strength should have fallen, but it went against his expectations. Although Wang Yi's knife has no speed, it hides a magnificent momentum.

Wang Yi's knife didn't fall, but it changed direction slightly in Cai Yan's hand and turned around. Until Cai Yan shook and retreated.

Cai Yan touched his ribs, and the piercing pain flowed out with the blood. If you weigh it, nearly a pound of meat was thrown out by Wang Yi's knife. The successive defeats made him angry, and the anger robbed him of his sanity.

"Ahh

Cai Yan rushed over like a wounded wild boar, and Wang Yi picked up the knife in his hand, intending to swing it again. But Cai Yan's shoulder had already hit Wang Yi directly, and Wang Yi floated in mid-air, and then hit the wall of the temple. Red blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. Cai Yan's hand grabbed Wang Yi's neck like lightning, and he felt like he was going to wring it off at once.

Wang Yi's eyes turned yellow for a while, and he couldn't see anything. Out of breath. I wanted to move my hand, but my arm couldn't be used as if in a dream, and the knife in my hand was only waving in midair. Suddenly, the force that pressed him weakened. At this time, Wang Yi concentrated the strength of his whole body on his two hands and stabbed it desperately. Something warm drenched his face. For a moment, Wang Yi thought his head was exploding like a blood bag.

Cai Yan couldn't understand his situation. Cai Yan thought that his strength was enough to break the horse's neck, but when he grabbed Wang Yi's neck, a sudden smell of blood flowed into the tip of his nose, and the strength of his whole body gradually lost. In the end, he saw Wang Yidao slashing over, and he couldn't dodge.

He knew that what he smelled was Wang Yi's blood, and he also knew that he couldn't use his strength because there was some kind of secret in Wang Yi's blood. At the moment when his head was broken like a ripe watermelon, death grabbed his neck with his cold hand.

There is also poison in ...... blood!

Cai Yan's breathing stopped.

Something hit Wang Yi's chest, and it was heavy. , he briefly lost consciousness.

As if forever lasting, and like lightning in an instant, Wang Yi woke up and found the dead body of Cai Yan holding the wall of Yue Wang Temple and himself pressed under the corpse. With his bloodied hands, he pushed the body away with difficulty and stood up.

Cai Yan's body was creepy. Wang Yi swung his sword desperately, splitting his huge head in half. Wang Yi understood that it was the severed head that had hit his chest in half, and that the damp stuff on his chest was now flowing from there.

But that was only for a moment. He ran outside, as if he were climbing on a collapsing wall, but there was nothing. I can't see it clearly in the snowstorm, but I can't find it. Li Ying, and his sister.

"If the person you're looking for is Li Ying, he's been on the run for a while. ”

Wang Yi looked back at the person who spoke, it was an old man. At some point, a group of people in the temple re-lit the bonfire and gathered there. Surprisingly, although the temple was covered in blood, they were not, and the same was true of the place where they sit. It's like being in a different space.

After a brief moment of surprise, Wang Yi stammered and asked.

“...... Oh, when?"

"When Cai Yan rushed over just now!"

This time Ma Laosan opened his mouth to answer, and he asked Wang Yi with a curious eye.

"The strength is very poor, but the foundation is good. Who did you learn the knife from?"

"Who did you learn the knife from?"

Wang Yi was puzzled. Who did he learn from? Does this look like he learned from whom?

He thought for a moment and replied.

"Didn't the hero teach me just now!Let me hold the knife tightly...!"

"Huh, did I take in an apprentice by accident?"

This answer was very unexpected, Ma Laosan was stunned, and then laughed.

"Hold on to the knife and slash the enemy, and it is enough to use the knife. You're a really good learner. Woohaha!"

Ma Laosan smiled, but Wang Yi was not in the mood to laugh. He thought about Li Ying, who disappeared, and the sister that Li Ying took away, and his head was about to explode. Li Ying's escape was indeed very unexpected, and he never imagined that he would throw his righteous brother down and escape! If he had helped Cai Yan rush into this temple at that time, Wang Yi should have also come to the end of his life. But in order to prevent unexpected dangers, he chose to abandon his brother and run away on his own.

Wang Yi breathed a sigh of relief and made up his mind. Then clenched his fist at the group.

"Thank you for saving you today, and you will repay you with a spring in the future. ”

The old man asked.

"Do you use that body to pursue Li Ying?"

"That's the way it can go. ”

"That's the only way to ...... Is that really the only way to do it......?"

The old man dragged out his words, asked rhetorically, and threw him two things. One is the medicine in the jade box, and the other is the hot steamed bun.

"The medicine is incense powder, which has the effect of hemostasis and analgesia. And then the steamed bun is ......"

He smiled.

"This should be needed more than any medicine now!"

He was right, and Wang Yi accepted the kindness.

"I don't know when we will see each other again, can you tell me your honorable name?"

The old man waved his hand and refused.

"If we meet again, we will know then. If you can't say goodbye, you don't have to know now. I just hope that what you do will succeed!"

Before the old man finished speaking, Ma Laosan suddenly stood up.

"My name is Ma Jisan!"

The old man frowned and winked, but he ignored the old man's hint and took out a knife from the package next to him and said.

"Qinglong Sandao Ma Jisan, this is my name. What about you?"

An antique bronze knife with a handle wrapped around a green dragon like a nickname.

Such a friendly cannot but be treated frankly. Wang Yi clenched his fists and said.

"Wang Yi of Jiangzhou. ”

Ma Jisan smiled happily, with a thick neck on his bronze complexion, and uneven muscles, he didn't look very good, but he smiled well.

"You are the eldest son. I'm the third, so I have three in my name. In the future, if you really want to learn the sword, come to Jinling ......!"

"The third child!"

In the old man's reprimand, Ma Jisan stopped and cut off.

The old man smiled helplessly.

"Come to Jinling to find Ma Jisan. ”

The king nodded.

"I'm not going to tell anyone about today. Please rest assured. Then I'll ...... first!"

He sensed that Ma Jisan and his party had secrets that could not be told, but he didn't want to know what they were. There is no reason and energy to know. He walked in the blizzard, thinking that he would not meet these people again in the future, because it was impossible for Wang Yi to go to Jinling.

Hunters will also stop hunting when it snows. Because of the footprints, there was no trace. Wang Yi should be the same. The blizzard stopped the next day, and even after another day, the whereabouts of Li Ying and his sister were not found. I've been everywhere I can, and no one has seen it. Wang Yi walked to Jiangzhou with a bleak mood. It should be lost, but the other enemy, the real culprit should still be there.

Uncle Chen is still in Jiangzhou, and Chen Lao Liu has died due to old illness and the impact on Wang Yi that night. Zeng Guoying and his righteous brother probably felt that they could not get any benefit from Uncle Chen, and also left Jiangzhou. And the two people who didn't have any expectations stayed there. Li Ying took his sister to Chenjiazhuang.

He heard about it from Gu Maosen, the only survivor of the ten young people who left Jiangzhou, and the young man who carried the bodies of his grandson's brothers. The young man asked Wang Yi as if he were facing a madman.

"Alone, do you want to infiltrate Chenjiazhuang alone and kill Li Ying?"

Wang Yi did not respond, and silently sorted out the salute. The only way to perform the ritual is a knife. He carefully wiped it for nearly half an hour, and then stood up in his arms.

"Why don't you wait a minute, maybe I can help you, too, right?"

Wang Yi looked at Gu Maosen calmly and said a word quietly.

"It's something I'm going to do and I don't want to see anyone sacrifice anymore. ”

He walked out, leaving Gu Maosen alone in the dark room, Gu Maosen sat with his head down for a long time, suddenly jumped up and ran out.

"Brother Liu's words ......!"

Liu Dong, the eldest brother of Liu, is the eldest of the young people who admire his grandson and follow him. Therefore, among the youth, he is a leader-like figure. Counseling with him will definitely lead to a way to help Wang Yi. Liu Dong's residence, the village below Huwoling, although they all belong to Jiangzhou County, is more than 30 miles away from Gu Maosen's house. Gu Maosen, who had traveled more than 30 miles overnight, didn't care about 3721 and rushed into Liu Dong's room.

"He, Wang Yi is here!"

Liu Dong did not disappoint Gu Maosen, and he also tried to find ways to help Wang Yi. And there will be a need for more people.

"Gather the brothers!"

Liu Dong and Gu Maosen rushed to the night again, and it took half a day for two people to become four people and then to eight people. When eight people were finally gathered and decided to enter Chenjiazhuang without looking back, it was already dawn.

In the village, there are too many eyes to rush in during the day. Gu Maosen and his group didn't dare to break in, so they could only wander around, trying to understand the internal situation. The strange thing is that nothing seems to have happened in Chenjiazhuang last night, and there is no sign that Wang Yi rushed in, so they can only wait anxiously for the night to come.

At this time, Wang Yi hid in a remote warehouse in Chenjiazhuang. It was the place where Wang Yi was dragged in and rolled in a half-dead state before. Although there is no trace of the blood and filth he shed at that time, the painful memories remain there intact. At least that's the case for Wang Yi.

This is the beginning of his first death and the place of rebirth. The most important thing is to push the peasant king to the state of death and killing, and the symbolic concentration of all the contradictions in life that twists and turns in a moment. This is Chenjiazhuang, a place that symbolizes the wealth and sin of Chenjiazhuang, the cemetery of Wang Yi and the cradle of his rebirth.

He crouched in the dark part of the warehouse, waiting for the night to come. Last night, in order to explore the interior of Chenjiazhuang, it took a whole night. After confirming that the nine-fingered dragon Zeng Guoying and his brothers had left, they learned that the previous thirty or so subordinates had been reduced by half. also knew that Li Ying, who had lost all his subordinates, was alone with Wang Ling, who was a hostage, and was bored here. It was also confirmed that his residence was in the backyard wing. He acted very cautiously to avoid repeating the mistakes of the past.

But that's not enough. No matter how cautious he is, he will have to deal with Li in the end. But for the current Wang Yi, there is no hope of winning. Wang Yi profoundly understood that Wulin was this kind of place. No matter how you prepare, you will have to use force in the end. , just like the animal world, the weak eat the strong, that is martial arts. Wang Yishan jumped into this world with a knife.

Wang Yi thought about his sister, thought about his fate, his hatred, anger. There will be no room for any way to go the way it was supposed to go. Hopefully, the road will be as he wishes, so Wang Yi must win this battle. In the end, he had to use all the means at his disposal to fight as hard as he could.

He owns.

Thinking of this, Wang Yi's eyes lit up. He turned out the hidden barrel in his arms, and fired the barrel of the light stalk steel shuttle, and after the light stalk steel shuttle fell, he only felt that it was a useless scrap metal, but now Wang Yi thought about how to use it.

Seven poisonous locust bee needles.