He swung out a shadow of his stick, smashed it out, and collided with the staff in Gao Gao Yi's image, like a tiger biting.
But the next second, he was knocked out, landed dozens of meters away, and heavily broke a pillar as thick as a human body.
The whole house fell down with a crash, completely burying him.
Gao Gaoyi took half a step back. It was true that he was unharmed, but it was true that his steps were frivolous. At least the action of pressing his staff behind him couldn't deceive others.
Gao Gao Yi seemed to have gone crazy. Instead of rushing over and stabbing Li Yi, he raised his staff and struck it down with a stick.
The ground was also smashed with a huge hole and crack under his mobilization of troops.
Li Yi jumped up from the ruins, sending countless rubble and debris flying.
He stood on the ruins of broken walls and wiped away the trace of blood on his mouth.
He turned to look at the high school Yi named Echan, and tightened his grip on the wooden stick in his hand, but blood still flowed from his arm.
It's true that he killed the dragon-like python in the Taiping ruins, but if you say that he is very powerful, then you think too highly of him.
If he really wanted to talk about it, he didn't know where the power that suddenly burst out of his body came from, so how could it really be considered powerful.
It's not like he didn't ask those two seniors when he went south, but their answers were the same: they said they didn't know.
Now, facing Gao Gao Yi, who is much stronger than Yang Yun and Yang Fei, he has to be more attentive.
He struck out with a stick and swung it directly towards the white scalp on Gao Gao Yi's head.
Gao Gaoyi was frightened and angry, as if he had been humiliated and scolded his parents, so he swept over with a Zen staff.
The huge Buddha synchronized with his movements and landed on Li Yi's wooden stick.
But Li Yi had just landed, and the huge Buddha had already pounced on him.
He hurriedly hid aside. A big hole had been smashed into the place where he had been standing, and sawdust was flying around.
Li Yi rushed up from one side and swung his stick violently. It turned out to be the dragon's roar in Sikong Zhuoyun's divine dragon stick technique.
His wooden stick fell on the giant statue, smashing the entire Buddha statue backwards. He took this opportunity and pounced on him, a wooden stick like a sword.
Gao Gaoyi saw him throwing himself in front of him. The wooden stick was filled with murderous intent, and it was possible to knock off his white, bald head at any time.
He also retreated to resist without any hesitation, and his fists were thrown out like the wind.
As soon as he stood upright, he thrust the staff aside, slowly clasped his hands together, and roared loudly. "King Kong entanglement."
As he shouted, he did not rush out to fight Li Yi, but countless fists suddenly appeared around him, shooting towards Li Yi like hidden weapons.
Li Yi smashed a fist with one stick, and the horizontal stick slowly retreated.
He was extremely embarrassed, but the stick was even worse. Only the part held in the palm of the hand remains.
But if you just want him to kneel down and cry for mercy, then you really underestimate him. At any rate, that senior Sikong Zhuoyun was right, he had killed people before, and just a few punches would make him lose his dignity, maybe in the next life!
Suddenly, there was a loud noise in the sky, as if something suddenly tore open the entire sky.
A ray of white light shot from the invisible place behind him, directly from above his head towards Gao Gao Yi's face, intending to kill Gao Gao Yi on the spot.
When Gao Gaoyi reached out to intercept, he heard a thunderous sound coming from his chest and he was pushed hundreds of steps away.
When I looked up again, I almost bumped into houses all the way to get here.
Gao Gaoyi's body was covered with scars, his muscles and bones were almost completely destroyed, and his whole body was so compressed that blood plasma burst out.
This is also thanks to his martial arts called "Evil Zen Vajra Cover".
But even so, he almost lost half his life.
He looked ahead and saw a young man in his twenties standing on top of the ruins. He was dressed in gorgeous green clothes and had an exquisite iron rod wrapped around him as if by a devil.
He has never seen this person before, and he has been around in Western Chu for many years. I have never heard anyone say that there are people in Western Chu who are so skilled in using sticks.
But this man is really strong, and the aura on his body seems to be able to crush everything.
Li Yi pulled out his feet that were stuck in the ground and walked over. "The two seniors are here anyway."
"Such a big movement, if we don't come again, you will probably have to tell us here." Baili Feige said, slowly falling from the sky next to Sikong Zhuoyun.
"You are?"
Gao Gaoyi, who was lying on the ground dying, finally asked the question in his heart.
"It's from Nanmu. As for the name, I'd better not say it. You won't know it if I tell you. It's boring to cast your flirtatious eyes on a blind man." Baili Feige looked at Gao Gao Yi and continued. "You shadows have uprooted several families around here without fear of divine punishment. The saying that evil cannot prevail over good has been clearly stated in the book. Do you not understand?"
Gao Gaoyi actually wanted to stand up, but he still couldn't stand up after a while of squirming. But he was still stubborn. "Xi Chu is already like this, what's the difference between death and immortality! He came out to rebel. Who doesn't live with his head in his head?"
"The evil ways will lead to a bad death. It's no wonder that armies from all walks of life are blocking the way in and out."
"What crooked ways are more evil than good? Those are disgusting things in books, and they are just as good as deceiving those rotten scholars. We don't need these things at all. What we have to do is to reorganize a new army, rectify Xichu, and march on the West Chu in the future. Bring peace to the whole world.”
"The ambition is not small, and it's a bit generous to say the least. It's a pity that you don't have this chance." Baili Feige said, raising a hand and pointing at Gao Gao Yi.
I saw a ray of spiritual energy flashing like a straight line, instantly penetrating Gao Gao Yi's chest, and completely pushed Gao Gao Yi out.
When he fell to the ground, his heart had been pierced and he died.
"Follow me, there's other things to do."
Baili Feige said, and together with Sikong Zhuoyun, they jumped forward.
Li Yi knew that Baili Feige was speaking to him, so he jumped up and followed him.
After following the two people, he asked again. "Where are we going?"
"We have found an exit in the north. Those who escaped will definitely escape there. The book says to wait and wait, so that's it. I can teach you."
"So, they can't escape?"
Baili Feige smiled. "That's the truth."
Sikong Zhuoyun didn't care about the useless conversation between the two and spoke. "A lot of people have died in the city recently, have you noticed?"
After Li Yi thought carefully, he nodded. "I've been back in the desert for a few days. It's true when I think about it carefully. I always feel like something is weird. Now that I heard the seniors talking about it, I suddenly realized it. The number of people is much smaller than before."
The three of them stopped in front of a temple in the north of the city. They jumped from one side to the roof and watched quietly. They were just waiting for something to happen.
Baili Feige pointed downward. "They should come out from here, don't let them go."
Li Yi looked down, and after a long time, he nodded.
Sure enough, in his sight, someone came out of the temple.
Li Yi counted and found that there were not many people. Including the blind man who followed him all the way, there were only seven people in total.
Sikong Zhuoyun jumped down and blocked the seven people. Eight Souls danced for a while, then raised their heads and pointed at the six people. "You want to leave now?"
"May I ask who you are? Why are you blocking my way?"
Baili Feige slowly landed next to Sikong Zhuoyun and said. "It's a surprise to us that you didn't plan to take those corpses away."
"Could it be that you two are blind? We are empty-handed and penniless, so where can we find corpses?"
Baili Feige raised the corner of his mouth. "Have you forgotten the magic weapon you talked about? You may say a thousand words, but the facts cannot be changed. It is reasonable for you to deny it. After all, you have thought about it in advance."
Baili Feige waved the Nine Immortals in his hand and continued to speak. "You killed people and robbed people of wealth. The area east of the city almost fell into your hands. You are not particularly fond of corpses, but corpses can be made into puppets by you, or sharp weapons in your mouth."
The leader pointed his sword at Baili Feige and spoke angrily. "It's just nonsense. It's unreasonable to not let me wait until I leave."
What they said was quite reasonable, but they didn't want to think about whether the two people in front of them were really soft persimmons.
Baili Feige smiled and said. "We'll find out if it's nonsense. If you don't have a ghost in your heart, why are you so nervous?"
"Who are you, sir? Do you have to take care of this matter?"
"These are not important, but I have been in the world for a long time, and I know how to draw a sword to help when there is injustice, so I can only die."
When Baili Feige said this, the spiritual energy in his palms flashed, and at the same time, a person in front of him boldly pounced forward. Shouting from the mouth. "I'll hold them back, you run away."
Baili Feige slapped him away with a sneer. "I really thought that anyone could hold us back."
As she spoke, she swung her sword out and cut back the man who rushed towards him.
Baili Feige sheathed his sword, pointed at the man, and said. "I don't have the same kind intentions as others. For some people who like to do the opposite, I usually treat them in the same way."
As soon as he finished speaking, a sword energy flashed forward like a straight line and pierced the man's chest instantly just like killing Gao Gao Yi.
Seeing that the situation was urgent, some people pulled out the steel knives from their waists. Regardless of whether they were going to die next, the others jumped over the high wall and fled to the north.
But they were stopped on the official road on the northern slope.
"Song is here, where are you going? How about the bliss of the West?"
No matter how blind everyone was, they could still see who that person was at a glance.
The man was holding a lightsaber and smiled a bit sinisterly, as if he was here to kill pigs and sheep.
Song Junhui, the current head of the Song family.
Speaking of which, he was the number one target during this trip to the desert. Unfortunately, there was that old man with a white beard beside him, who could always predict the enemy's opportunities, which really made their work in vain.
One person waved the steel knife in his hand and said coldly. "Since the head of the Song family is here too, that's all, so we won't have to make an extra trip."
"I already knew about the dirty things you Shadow did in private yesterday. It's a pity that so many people died due to my negligence. But it's okay, you can only live until today, so just give them the last chance. A little compensation.”
Song Junhui said, swung his sword out, and a sword energy went forward.
When the sword energy was about to reach several people, a masked man jumped out and blocked his sword energy with a powerful and heavy sword technique.
He was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that there was such a master among these people. You know, his sword can't be said to be strong, but it's not too weak either.
But before he could think clearly, the man rushed forward and slashed with his sword at a speed that was too fast for him to parry.
In just a few minutes, he had been beaten dozens of meters away.
For a moment, he felt that he had seen this sword somewhere before, but at this moment, he could no longer remember it, and he shouldn't think about such trivial things.
The man's voice was old, like an old man in his sixties. "You guys go away quickly, I'll take care of it here."
"Be careful."
Several people warned him, but he still ran north without looking back.
The man struck with his sword, and then knocked Song Junhui dozens of meters away. Song Junhui spat out a mouthful of blood. He was usually very well-mannered and wanted to swear but didn't know how to say it. Probably because I'm not good at it.
He ran away from these people and didn't dare to stay for a moment. At this moment, he felt a little regretful that the words he said he wished he could grow four legs when he teased her were true.
But no matter how hard they tried, they were stopped again a thousand meters to the north.
The young man named Sikong Zhuoyun, whose face seemed to have written "I am so awesome", slowly fell from the sky.
After standing firm, he turned sideways and pointed at them with his Eight Souls, not sure if the plot required it.
"That's it."
The three people stopped, drew out the weapons they carried, and after winking, they rushed forward one after another. He actually wants to fight this awesome person to the death.
One person rushed directly to Sikong Zhuoyun's door, holding a gun in one hand and pointing it directly at Sikong Zhuoyun's throat. The other hand was already filled with spiritual energy, which really looked a bit like the soul-locking palm of the strategist in the shadow.
Sikong Zhuoyun casually waved his hand and knocked the man to the ground, like a puddle of mud.
The remaining two people rushed forward one after another, forming a flanking attack. There is still some momentum.
Sikong Zhuoyun fought back with his stick, almost beating the two men to pieces.
At this time, a man slashed at him with a knife. The spiritual energy lingered on him, and the knife energy made a hunting sound, as if it wanted to swallow him whole.
He brought down the stick with his backhand, and his momentum was like a rainbow.
Not to be outdone, the man returned to block with his sword, but was hit hard by him with a stick. The force was so strong that it was unimaginable. After all, the arm bones had been completely twisted and folded, which was a hundred times more serious than a comminuted fracture.
He threw the stick again, and the Eight Souls directly hit the man's stomach, pushing the man hundreds of meters away, stirring up countless dirt and gravel on the ground along the way, until it pierced the man's stomach and sent him to the west. until.
The man's blood flowed on the eight souls and disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Sikong Zhuoyun stretched out his hand, and the eight souls were pulled out from the man's body and slowly fell into his hand.
He pointed the Eight Souls at the remaining two people and asked coldly. "Are all those people in the underground passage?"
"Hahahaha... so what, they can't survive anymore. What do you want their bodies to do? Are you going to eat them?"
"It's hard to say it when you are about to die. But in the end, you will not die well if you act against the will."
"We, the Dark King, inherit the power of heaven and earth and vow to change the current situation of Western Chu. What do you know?"
"So, go and see the dead people in Xichu and see if they are willing to listen to you!"
As Sikong Zhuoyun spoke, dark red spiritual energy began to rise in his palms, and he raised his hand to strike forward. The spiritual energy flashed like a straight line and instantly pierced the chests of the two of them.
Li Yi clenched the wooden stick in his hand. Facing the person he followed all the way, who was said to be Wan Fusi, known as the Thief Saint among the Ten Stars, he still felt a little nervous.
Wan Fusi pulled out the dagger and stabbed him directly without talking nonsense like other villains.
Li Yi felt a murderous aura coming, and they all ducked to one side to avoid it.
The dagger flashed from his waist, and he jumped up high and struck it down with a stick.
But he didn't know if the stick had been soaked in water, but it just came into contact with Wan Fusi's somewhat stooped body when it suddenly broke.
Wan Fusi turned around and swept the dagger left and right, stabbing Li Yi's waist as if to vent his hatred.
Li Yi kicked out sideways, knocking Wan Fusi to the ground.
Wan Fusi stood up, suddenly let out an inappropriate sneer, waved his sleeves, and dozens of hidden weapons shot out from his sleeves.
Li Yi instantly retracted his wooden stick and danced it into a large airtight disk to resist.
But the wooden stick in his hand exploded instantly and almost reached his hand.
He took out the sword Jiang Yu gave him and chopped it down with one blow.
Wan Fusi looked at him and smiled. "What we just had was just an appetizer. Now I'm going to let you see what the real hidden weapon is. You have to watch it carefully, Qianren."
As Wan Fusi spoke, he opened his arms and stepped backwards. Hundreds of hidden weapons were fired at Li Yi.
Li Yi's eyes reflected everything, and a hidden weapon stabbed directly into his head.
