"Sit tight...: .pinshu.com"

Lin Yi spoke indifferently.

The skylight of the mini slowly opened in the darkness of the rainy night. The cold wind poured into it from the window position. The cold raindrops hit Zhu Yidong's face. The biting cold water made Zhu Yidong squint his eyes unconsciously.

"what are you up to?"

Zhu Yidong's face changed slightly, and he looked at Lin Yi beside him, his heart beating wildly.

At this moment, after the Mini cut off a straight line, its speed had reached 180 kilometers per hour. The mountains and cliffs seen outside the window quickly flashed backwards, and you could hear the wind whistling as the Mini's body quickly passed through the air.

"kill."

Lin Yi simply said two words, then stood up from his seat, grabbed the edge of the sunroof with one hand, and with a slight exertion, he jumped up from the driver's seat and stood firmly on the roof of the mini.

Zhu Yidong raised his head and could only see Lin Yi's indifferent profile. The strong wind blew up Lin Yi's clothes. He looked forward and his whole body was filled with fearlessness.

Ahead, Tu Hubao looked at the charging mini, his old but sharp eyes instantly locked on Lin Yi on the roof of the car.

"Our family has not done anything for many years. We originally wanted to compete with Mo Yang to avoid the shame of defeat, but Mo Yang is dead. Today, you will be the first dead soul under my command in so many years!"

Tu Hubao laughed gloomily, grasped with one hand, and pulled out eighteen water-colored silver needles from the rain curtain in front of him. Each of the silver needles were connected end to end and lined up in front of him. Row.

Then, Tu Hubao pointed with one hand, and the eighteen water-colored silver needles erupted with sonic boom sounds, pierced through the air, and rushed towards the mini.

Eighteen needles are arranged in eighteen directions. Wherever they pass, from the water curtain, all the drops of rainwater will be cut off, faintly in the air, forming a water-colored channel, and a condensation of A small waterspout, with infinite power.

Zhu Yidong, who was sitting in the car, subconsciously looked forward and saw small waves breaking through the air. The manic sound of water in her ears frightened her face. .

The eighteen silver needles that formed small waterspouts were about to arrive, and the powerful pressure made the mini's front windshield creak.

Seeing that the small tornado was about to arrive, Zhu Yidong could already imagine the tragedy that was about to come.

But before she came to her senses, she suddenly discovered that the waterspouts in front of her suddenly froze in mid-air, and the waterspouts continued to retreat as mini moved forward.

Wherever you look, you can still see the water-colored silver needles wrapped in it.

"This is...what happened."

Zhu Yidong's eyes widened in disbelief, and she turned to look around. She suddenly felt that everything was quieter than before.

The sound of the wind and howling mixed with the sound of water seemed to suddenly become clean and pure.

In front of her eyes, under the gloomy and oppressive black curtain, in the mountain path, the rain that was originally roaring and sweeping was completely frozen in an extremely strange posture at this moment.

All around, there were rows and rows of raindrops suspended in the air.

Those raindrops even kept their falling posture, but they were condensed into a picture of a rainy night, stagnating in the mid-air, being smashed bit by bit by the minis, turning into smaller and more dense raindrops.

The heavy rain seemed to have stopped at this moment. If it weren't for the sound of wind piercing the night sky and the sound of the engine roaring wildly, Zhu Yidong would have thought that time had been completely frozen!

In front of Zhu Yidong's eyes, Tu Hubao let out a light sigh, and then he made a false grab again. This time, he grabbed ninety-nine and eighty-one water-colored long swords from the air.

He reached out a hand and grasped the hilt of the water sword, then bent down, holding the sword with one hand, bowed forward, and rushed towards the mini.

Every time a foot hits the ground, a ball of water splashes out, but the splashed water flower freezes in the air in less than a second. At a glance, it looks like an exploding flower.

'Son.

He comes from the dark night and moves very quickly.

"No matter what means you use, you will die today!"

Tu Hubao strode forward, eighty water swords moving with him, overwhelming the sky and the earth, like a violent "wave" and "tide".

Zhu Yidong's heart skipped a beat and he looked at the roof of the car.

Within her line of sight, Lin Yi, who was standing on the roof of the car without any movement, slowly walked forward and took the first step.

When this foot fell, it happened to step on its small tornado.

With every kick, it's like a rising tide, making the small tornado even more furious.

Each footfall was more like rolling waves and tides that finally hit the scorched rock, causing ripples to form from the small tornado.

Lotus grows every step of the way.

The next moment, Lin Yi took eighteen steps and passed through every small tornado.

Tu Hubao, who was armed with eighty water swords and one sword in his hand, was already in front of him.

He exerted force on one foot, and his whole body rose into the sky. The water sword in his hand and the eighty swords behind him were shining brightly, and they slashed down on Lin Yi's body in the air.

When the eighty water swords were immersed in front of Lin Yi, they were stagnant for a second.

But soon, all the swords came back to life again and fell head-on!

"How dare you show off your little tricks?"

Tu Hubao snorted coldly, his yinrou face looking more ruthless.

The next second, the sword light was sharp, and when it went down, it seemed to be a terrifying pressure that could cut the speeding Mini into two pieces!

Lin Yi raised his head, put his hands behind his back, spoke indifferently, and his face became even more stern.

"Mo Yang is not worth mentioning in front of me, let alone you."

"How dare a mere eunuch deserve to stand in front of me and talk nonsense about King Kong?"

Lin Yi's cold words fell, and he stepped slightly with his right foot, flatly stepping on the small waterspout under his feet.

Between breaths.

Tu Hubao, who had arrogant intentions, felt his heart tighten, and suddenly felt a strange movement in the air.

Before he could have any thoughts, he suddenly heard a manic dragon's roar.

A sound rises, a sound rises.

The dragons' chants were like fanatical waves and tides, and even the cold rain around them had a bit of a fiery smell.

"That is!"

Tu Hubao, who was standing in mid-space, opened his eyes wide and looked at the place below him in disbelief.

Eighty-one water swords have not yet arrived.

But he saw that the eighteen water-shaped tornadoes that he had fired away suddenly turned into eighteen water-colored swimming dragons!

The eighteen water dragons were not big, but they opened their mouths and swallowed the surrounding water swords in one bite without any hindrance!

"These dragons, these dragons!"

"Could it be that you are... you are!"

"Master Haizhou Lin!"

Tu Hubao thought of some possibility, and his soft and ruthless face suddenly twisted.

Before he could strike down with his sword, he had already aroused a burst of manic energy and struck fiercely in the opposite direction, hoping to use the force of the counter-shock to retreat.
Chapter completed!