Chapter 7 The Master of Martial Arts
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"A bunch of waste!"
Under the ambush of a group of people, Yang Yi laughed loudly, and the horse was running rapidly under his crotch. The halberd in his palm pierced out lightning. In an instant, dozens of halberds had been stabbed. Then he used the halberd as a stick and swept across. One person next to him could not dodge and was swept by him. His body was as if cut by a sharp blade, and it was instantly cut into two pieces, and had been cut by Yang Yi in half.
Yang Yi has such rich experience in group battles. He knows that he must take action quickly at this time! Quick! Quick! So fast they can't react, so fast that they don't even know how they die. This is the way to deal with group battles.
Yang Yi went from stabbing the Taoist who intercepted him to urging his horse to moving forward, killing several ambushers one after another. In the blink of an eye, more than half of the dozen ambushers had suffered casualties, and several of them had not yet realized what was going on. At this time, Yang Yi did not stop and the long halberd in his hand came to them again.
He has killed several people in a row, with a strong momentum. The people who were in front of him were captured by his momentum and did not dare to take it. His body retreated quickly like a flying snake on a grass, with a weird and agile body.
“Huh?”
When Yang Yi saw their body movements, he was surprised: "What a lightness! Come and pick me up again!"
The yellow horse suddenly jumped forward, Yang Yi pointed his long spear forward, and his thunderous force was like thunder. The people in front were shocked and were about to disperse their bodies to avoid the flying halberd. Yang Yi suddenly drew his sword in his hand, turned over and dismounted. His body flashed several times and had already reached the side of several people. The sword swung like lightning, and several big heads suddenly flew up, with a look of disbelief on his face.
"I want to ambush even if I have this little reaction ability?"
Yang Yi put his sword back into the sheath, looking funny: "I don't know which organization has trained so many trash, but his actual combat ability is not as good as that."
Strictly speaking, each of these ambushers has great skills. If they really besieged Yang Yi openly, Yang Yi would definitely not be their opponent, but Yang Yi took action too quickly. He killed the Taoist in front like lightning and thunder, and kept killing the back, without stopping, without giving these people a chance to react, until all these people were killed by Yang Yi, and a few of them were confused.
Looking at the several corpses on the ground, Yang Yi became curious: "Who is going to make things difficult for me? He is very brave!"
He bent down and was about to take a closer look at the appearance of these dead people, suddenly an old voice sighed in his ear: "It's not that they have low practical skills, but that the third young master responded too quickly, and he also had a decisive and ruthless move. That's why I, the disciples, were so cowardly killed by you!"
The voice was filled with regret and sadness: "It is said that the third young master is a playboy in the Grand Master's Mansion. He is not as good as martial arts, and he is the most threatening. He never thought that the fools in the world would follow the crowd. I also made such a big mistake. Many proud disciples were killed by the young master in an instant, and they could not even save one. The young master had such a vicious means and amazing murderous intent!"
Yang Yi's hair stood up all over his body, his purple gold crown suddenly exploded, his long hair moved without wind, and his long halberd in his hand quickly stabbed back, and at the same time, his long sword on his back jumped out of the scabbard, and instantly reached his hand, turning around and swept across.
But then the sword condensed, and the halberd was fixed. A long-haired Taoist appeared in front of him. The man looked like a full moon, wearing a green sacred robe, with a slender figure and a bleak look on his face. At this time, he grabbed the sword in Yang Yi's hand with one hand, grabbed Yang Yi's long halberd with the other, and sighed: "Young Master is so hiding deep! The old teacher is indeed good at teaching his children."
He shook his head and said a few words, and his hand was shocked. Yang Yi's long halberd and long sword had been taken into his hand.
"This person must be the master of martial arts!"
Yang Yi was shocked, "My father said that there are not a hundred people in the world who can defeat me, but there are at most thirty people in the world who can make me fight back. These thirty people also include more than ten martial arts masters and martial arts masters. I still don't notice this person when I come to me. He seizes my weapons at will and is free and natural. Only martial arts masters in the world have such skills! As for the grand masters, they value their own identities and will never attack me!"
Taking a deep breath, Zhan Yan smiled and said, "I don't know who is the senior who is actually making fun of me? Is this a test of the younger generation?"
The long-haired Taoist smiled and said, "Young Master is extremely smart, why bother to say this nonsense? It's a waste of time. I just want to ask you to come with me."
Yang Yi smiled and said, "Senior is so hospitable, why not invite me to my house? If you want to travel far, you have to say to your parents."
The Taoist Changfa smiled and said, "Taishi Mansion? You can't go! You can't go! Who in the world doesn't know how powerful Master Yang is? If I go to the Taishi Mansion, I'm afraid I'm more helpless than your current situation!"
Yang Yi let out a long roar, and the roar sounded throughout the peach forest, shaking the fog in the whole peach forest rolled endlessly. The sound was like a thunder sound, and it was heard from afar. "Old thing, as a master of martial arts, actually bullying the small ones for the big ones, so shameless!"
The Taoist was shocked and reached out to grab it: "Why should you waste your energy by yourself? How can you whistle at this time to warn me? How can you have time?"
Seeing that his capture was so wonderful that Yang Yi knew in his heart that no matter how he dodged, he would never be able to avoid his capture.
Since you can't avoid it, then don't!
Suddenly, he bent his knees and waved his palms to push forward. This is the first move among the eighteen palms of the dragon subduing. Kanglong regrets it.
Yang Yi has a deep study of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. When facing a strong enemy and his moves are not defeated, he will defeat cleverness. The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms is the palm technique that "you can use thousands of moves, I will only hit you with one palm". It is the most suitable for this time.
After his palm was pushed out, he continued to push out another palm, and then he shot out three palms in a row. The three palms were pressed through unprecedented pressure, and the power was extremely amazing. After slapping out three palms, Yang Yi quickly retreated and walked around into the thick fog.
The Taoist said softly, "What a fierce palm technique!" He reached out and waved his hand, breaking the first energy, then his clothes trembled lightly, the second energy dissipated, and the third energy came. He ignored it and walked straight through the air wall. He walked to Yang Yi without any obstruction, "Three Young Master, why bother to do this in one go?"
Seeing that he was so amazing, Yang Yi realized how amazing the martial arts master was.
However, Yang Yi's personality has always been strong, and he is not afraid of martial arts masters. He changes his palms into fists, his body is straight and not biased, his fists are upright, and he will have a grand atmosphere when he hits one punch. This is the decisive state of Confucianism and Taoism boxing and rule of law.
He punched with majesty and became self-reliant. The Taoist of Long Hair finally became serious: "Fist determines the country? You have reached this point at such a young age?" He waved his palm and hit him forward, "Young master is so so! Take my palm!"
The two fists and palms intersected, Yang Yi's body shook violently, and blood suddenly spurted from his mouth, and a mouthful of blood sprayed towards the Taoist with internal strength.
But the Taoist man was so powerful that he could not handle it at all. He could only take advantage of the opportunity to retreat, knocked down several peach trees in a row, and rolled into a small river.
The Taoist avoided the blood arrow that Yang Yi squirted out, dodged to the river, shook his head and said, "Why do you have to do it! Hum?"
I saw the river in front of me clear and shallow, the water grass at the bottom of the river was swaying, the silverfish were bubbled, and the pebbles were clearly visible.
However, Yang Yi, who had clearly fallen into the river, disappeared.
Chapter completed!