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Accompanied by the roar of thunder, the dark night was oppressive and suffocating.

At this moment, a fierce fighting was taking place in the dilapidated and deserted temple.

Nearly twenty martial arts masters, headed by Jin Bufeng, mustered up their courage. Each one held a steel knife and roared forward, risking their own lives just to surround and kill one person.

As the only blood-trained martial artist left in this pursuit, after seeing Han Sui's death, Jin Bufeng knew in his heart that he had few chances to take action. At this moment, he slashed with the sword, which mobilized all the energy and blood in his body.

It was the most amazing sword he had ever wielded in his life.

This knife is very fast.

It was so fast that it was almost invisible. If it were a martial artist who practiced blood training, he would probably be killed instantly, without even the time to react.

It's a pity that the person standing in front of him is a practitioner who has activated his inspiration.

What is inspiration?

It means that the five senses of human beings have been completely evolved, and various senses are intertwined to form an almost instinctive biological induction. This evolved and transformed ability is almost spiritual in all corners of the world.

Li Yi's eyes narrowed slightly at this moment.

At this moment, the eyes turned into a pair of vertical pupils.

The vertical pupils emitting white light were as mysterious as a demon. The sword that was so fast that it was almost invisible was instantly captured by Li Yi's sight. The trajectory of the sword and the location of the killing move were very subtle, but

But he sensed it in advance, just turning slightly sideways.

Such a stunning knife failed unexpectedly.

"What?"

Jin Bufeng was shocked, and then he met the pair of shining vertical pupils.

At this moment, he seemed to be stared at by a peerless beast. He felt as if he had been reduced to prey for an instant. This feeling made people tremble unconsciously. Even the courage of a blood-trained martial artist was shattered at this moment.

Come, and in the end, your whole body is shrouded in fear.

Is this person a demon or a ghost or god?

That look in his eyes, as if he wants to feed on all the warriors in the world?

Under the agitation of his mind, Jin Bufeng, a usually calm and calm swordsman, was full of flaws.

"You deserve to die."

Li Yi, who was tall and strong, came across the air. He raised his fist and used his fighting skills. He almost instinctively struck out a killing move that conveyed martial arts.

The force of the fist exploded in the ruined temple like thunder in the sky, causing people's eardrums to sting, and the air seemed to be shattered at this moment.

A wave of air spread from Li Yi's fist.

"What a joke are you kidding me about this kind of divine power."

Jin Bufeng yelled and tried to counterattack again with his knife, but his knife was faster and Li Yi's punch was faster.

With just one punch, blood mist rose from Jin Bufeng's heart. The terrifying punch penetrated his body and directly exploded almost his entire chest. A clear punch mark penetrated the front and back, destroying

All the vitality of a blood-trained martial artist.

Jin Bufeng's face instantly turned pale, and then his body retreated one after another, stumbling. Finally, he could no longer hold on, his breath was cut off, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang, and he fell to the ground.

The second blood martial artist was killed with one blow.

However, the rest of his men did not retreat because of this, but instead took this opportunity to kill in front of Li Yi.

Li Yi's eyes flickered, making people frightened. Then his tall body moved in time, and his energy exploded like an extraordinary creature. He faced the group of villains. Between the swings of his fists and feet, the terrifying power of his fists exploded and exploded.

The air is breathtaking.

This moment.

The thunder seemed to be heard in the ruined temple.

Li Yi's every blow was powerful and heavy, like the god of thunder beating drums in the sky, and like a real dragon turning over on the ground. Just the vibration of his breath was enough to make people feel frightened, as if just getting closer would be sucked in by the energy.

He would lose his life, let alone resist that terrifying punch head-on.

"This, this"

Rong Niang, who was rescued on the side, was so shocked that she could not speak.

This kind of boxing looks very ordinary. It is just the core boxing and punch strength of Zhao's martial arts school. But why does Li Yi have such a magical effect when he uses it, that kind of boxing that is like thunder?

Could the sound really be produced by a martial artist? Or could it be that the master was partial and held back when teaching them?

No, it's not.

There is no problem with the boxing, it's Li Yi's problem. His body contains terrible divine power, and the strength of his fists only stimulates that divine power.

"Yi's bravery is unparalleled throughout history."

Rong Niang murmured to herself, and a sentence that her master often read suddenly appeared in her mind.

I used to think that Master had an overly high opinion of this closed disciple, but now it seems that Li Yi is a true reflection of this sentence.

Such a figure is rare to come across all over the world in a thousand years.

now.

As the master, Zhao Ge has already stood up. After drinking the extraordinary water, his body has recovered a lot, and his internal injuries have also healed a lot, and he has been dragged back from the gate of hell.

At this moment, he was staring at Li Yi with stern eyes as he punched the enemy, but did not help.

Han Sui and Jin Bufeng are dead, and the remaining subordinates are all local chickens and dogs. Now they are just risking their lives to practice boxing with Meng De in order to atone for their sins.

Nothing to worry about.

But Zhao Ge really couldn't figure out why his apprentice had grown so amazingly after the last separation, and was like a completely reborn person.

You must know that Zhao Ge commented last time that Li Yi has the muscles of a dragon and the bones of a tiger, and is born with supernatural powers. He is a martial arts wizard who is rare in thousands of years. However, it is simply incredible that such a bone can transform again. The current Li Yi's

The potential has gone beyond the scope of mortals. It is really like ghosts and gods descending to the earth, and gods and men coming to the world.

"boom!"

With the final punch, there was an explosion.

The last master of bone training was crushed to pieces along with the steel knife in his hand. He fell to the ground and died without even letting out a scream.

Li Yi's tall body stood among the corpses on the ground. His fists were stained with blood, his eyes were shining, and the boiling murderous intent began to gradually subside.

"All, all dead."

The thin monkey's lips moved slightly, looking at Li Yi with nothing but awe and admiration.

Tonight, if it hadn't been for the arrival of this senior brother, everyone would have been buried in this ruined temple. But now, the situation has reversed, and it was Han Sui and Jin Bufeng who were killed.

None of the enemies could escape.

"Master, how is your injury? Can you still hold on? I have another bottle of medicine here. If Master can't hold on, drink another bottle. Make sure nothing happens."

Li Yi finished killing the enemy at this moment. His rationality returned and his mind was clear. He immediately realized something and walked towards Zhao Ge.

Then the second bottle of extraordinary water was taken out.

This was the last bottle of medicine in his hand. Captain Zhang Lei gave him one before, and when he was discharged from the hospital, the doctor secretly gave him another bottle.

"Okay, okay, okay."

Zhao Ge was looking at Li Yi who was wearing Feiyu suit at this moment, and the satisfaction in his eyes was visible to the naked eye: "Don't worry about Meng De, I just took the big bottle of medicine, my master's life has been saved, and he is no longer alive."

I'm sorry, take this medicine back and don't waste it on me anymore."

He rejected the second bottle of extraordinary water.

Because his remaining injuries are no longer worth using this kind of medicine to cure. They can be cured by slowly treating them in the future. However, the injuries to his soul are still there, and if he wants to cure them, he still needs coffin medicine.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ge immediately thought of the traitor, and a surge of anger surged into his heart, but he quickly suppressed the anger.

Now is not the time to find traitors and settle the case. The crisis has just been lifted and there are still many things that need to be done.

When Li Yi saw his master rejecting it, he nodded and took the medicine back. Then he noticed something and turned back to look outside the deserted temple.

At this time, a woman's figure came quickly.

"Daddy."

Zhao Qian's beautiful eyes were filled with tears and she was very emotional. She just came down from the mountain at this moment.

When Li Yi rode the Yin Horse over before, he put it down halfway up the mountain in order to prevent her from being injured. At the same time, he gave her his backpack and sniper rifle for safekeeping, and even taught her how to use the sniper rifle.

Zhao Qian is also very smart, and she quickly learned how to use it.

After all, sniper rifles are operated by fools, just pull the trigger on people.

And at this distance, as long as the scope is aligned, you can almost hit the target, and it is difficult to make a mistake.

When Zhao Ge saw that his daughter had returned safely, he felt greatly relieved. He immediately laughed: "It's good to be back, it's good to be back. I knew you were lucky enough to find Meng De in the ghost street, but I didn't expect it."

Yes, you actually rode your Yin horse back to Xingzhou. I was really shocked when I saw Mengde just now, and thought I had seen the wrong person."

"Dad, it was Meng De who rushed to the rescue immediately after hearing that Master was in danger. Fortunately, he was riding a Yin horse, otherwise he would have almost been unable to catch up." Zhao Qian was wiping her tears at the moment, and felt a sense of fear in her heart.
To be continued...