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Chapter 1772 Ancient Martial Arts [Chapter 3]

Five-blade instructor!

Master Haizhou Lin!

Hearing Lin Yi's words, Ye Shuang suddenly froze in place.

That heroic face looked at the rising young man, and his calm and murderous voice could be heard in his ears.

"He...he will be the instructor of those five people?"

Ye Gui looked shocked.

"No wonder, no wonder the people over in Jingnan insist on asking us to wait for his arrival there. He wants to avenge his own people!"

Ye Mu tightly clenched the phone in her hand and gritted her teeth.

At this moment, the three of them suddenly had some indescribable complex emotions in their hearts.

So sorry.

They felt guilty that before, they were still doubting and doubting the young man in front of them, but they suddenly came here to pick the fruits of the mission.

Now it seems.

It is clearly them who judge the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

Lin Yi's voice washed away.

There was chaos inside the village.

Dozens of people ran out with long guns.

The movement here just now has aroused the thoughts of many people.

It's just that it's still early, and the virus strain has brought people there personally, so it didn't cause much of a sensation.

But at this moment.

When the group of people came out of the house, they saw rows of heads-less Suisuan and others, and their remaining bodies, kneeling in front of the dead-looking heads of Four Blades.

There was deep fear in everyone's hearts.

Even if they are poisonous fans with countless crimes, even if their hands are stained with countless blood, when they really feel that death is approaching, their hearts still tremble.

all of a sudden.

Everyone raised their guns and raised their heads, intending to shoot Lin Yi in mid-air.

But before their hands had time to pull the trigger, their heads had been completely separated from their bodies.

Wang Hao looked like a ghost, walking through the crowd.

There was no hesitation in his hand, and his energy transformed into an indifferent knife, cutting through the crowd.

He knew where Lin Yi's anger came from, and he had the consciousness to help Lin Yi deal with these fearless soldiers.

Lin Yi lowered his head and looked down at the village in front of him, his eyes cold.

When the panic and screams came one after another.

boom!

In the innermost thatched hut, there was an explosion.

A figure shot towards Wang Hao in an instant.

Wang Hao's face turned cold, and he stepped forward. Just when he was about to lean in front of him, he suddenly realized that the figure coming towards him was a scarred man.

His expression changed, and he remembered that four of the Five Blades had died and one was left, so he had to temporarily use his strength to stretch out his hand to catch the person in front of him.

However, when his hands had just received the last blade of the thrown five-edged sword, he suddenly discovered that the man in his arms had already become a cold corpse!

The huge energy that emerged from the corpse directly sent Wang Hao flying away.

Wang Hao's expression changed and he saw another middle-aged man with a cruel look hidden behind the corpse.

"You go to hell first."

The man's face was cruel, and his palm penetrated the corpse of Wu Ren in front of him in an instant. If he continued to move forward, he would hit Wang Hao's body.

The palm that was condensed with powerful energy was about to pierce Wang Hao's heart, but it instantly retracted as if he suddenly felt something.

The man leaned back, and the moment he retracted his hand, he saw the cold face of the young man who fell from the sky and landed on the ground.

All this happens in an instant.

Wang Hao was holding the last five-edged body in his arms, and was blown away. His body hit the soil on the slope, and the force of the shock caused him to vomit a mouthful of blood.

That terrifying energy was a bit too much for him to endure, even if he was in the first-grade Vajra realm.

"interesting."

The man turned back, stared at Lin Yi's face, and narrowed his eyes: "You are their instructor, so you should know the boxing techniques they have used before?"

"What's that Nine-Star Lianzhu Fist called?"

"It's a pity that the guy I beat to death in the end, for so many days, I gave him a chance every day to fight me with that boxing technique, but he couldn't beat me."

"Originally, I wanted to learn the subtlety of this boxing technique from him, but now that he is dead and you are here, it is just right."

After Luo Bingwu finished speaking, he suddenly stepped on the ground with his right foot, his body suddenly froze on the spot, and then he quickly rushed towards Lin Yi.

"Let me see, let me see the Nine Star Lianju Fist technique. Since you are their master, you should be stronger than them!"

"Now, let's see who's stronger in your boxing skills or my Luo family's ancient boxing!"

Luo Bingwu laughed.

In the blink of an eye, he had already rushed to Lin Yi.

Instead of using all the dazzling energy to transform, he condensed all the energy into his fist, and struck Lin Yi straight in the face with a crisp straight punch.

Lin Yi's eyes were cold and stern, and he showed no intention of retreating. He lifted his right hand up and slapped Luo Bingwu's fist with his palm.

The fists and palms wrapped with energy made bursts of howling sounds.

Lin Yi raised Luo Bingwu's fist with his palm, followed closely by Lin Yi's left fist aimed at his little arm, and suddenly hit him with an upward elbow!

Luo Bingwu let out a sigh, flew up with a kick, and hit Lin Yi's elbow with his knee.

There was a loud bang.

Luo Bingwu retreated slightly, his face was horrified, and he was shocked. His right leg, which was full of energy, was hit by the elbow of the young man in front of him, causing a burst of pain!

And before he could even have a chance to breathe, the cold eyes of the young man in front of him were already following closely behind him, and his fists were like gunfire, completely covering his whole body!

Boom boom boom!

The chaotic energy is dancing crazily.

Wherever Lin Yi and Luo Bingwu passed, the ground collapsed inch by inch.

Luo Bingwu stooped slightly and kicked Lin Yi's lower body with his foot. In the midst of the lightning and flint, he failed to put his foot down, but Lin Yi seized the opportunity and pinched his shoulder with his palm.

"What a bastard from the ancient martial arts family!"

Lin Yisheng's cold words rang in Luo Bingwu's ears. The next moment, the calmness on Luo Bingwu's face completely disappeared. He felt the fingers on his shoulders, ignoring the strength rolling in his body, being lifted with great force.

His shoulder blade must be completely pierced!

He roared angrily, and his whole body was full of energy. He no longer intended to win with pure boxing skills. However, at this moment, Lin Yi grabbed the palm of his arm and simply pulled it.

Only the crisp sound of bone cracking could be heard, and the severe pain made Luo Bingwu look horrified, and he was about to retreat, but as soon as he slowed down, he suddenly saw a black shadow approaching in front of him.
Chapter completed!
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