"Is this Master Haizhou Lin a human or a ghost?"

The old man murmured to himself, looked at Bai Luoshui over there, and found Bai Luoshui standing there, looking motionless.

Lin Yi held Shi Tu in his hand, and Shi Tu's dagger handle was held in You Mingdao's hand.

He exerted his strength several times, even using spells to urge Shi Tu, trying to take Shi Tu back from Lin Yi's hand, but it was all in vain.

Shi Tu seemed to be completely nailed there.

"Although your technique is a bit interesting, in the final analysis, it is just a trick similar to the formation here before."

"If you were more qualified, practiced harder, and practiced for another two hundred years, maybe I could take a higher look at you."

"But now you are obviously not qualified."

Lin Yi's tone was very calm.

When he pinched Shitu, he could feel the cool touch coming from Shitu.

The touch is like extremely low-temperature iron, penetrating the heart and mind.

"What do you think you are!"

Listening to Lin Yi's words, You Mingdao's face turned blue and white: "I have been practicing martial arts for decades, and in the end I was scolded by a junior like you?"

"Do you think you can win if you get the Death Tea?"

"Your strength can't hurt me at all!"

"Even if Shi Tu can't hurt you, I can kill you alive!"

You Mingdao laughed angrily and looked at Lin Yi's face: "You have made arrogant remarks many times. I think you are really inflated!"

"Although I don't know what means you used to control my death."

"But before you can't hurt me, why do you say I'm not qualified?"

You Mingdao scolded him angrily.

He boasted that even if he lost Death Tu, he would still be invincible in the end.

Manpower sometimes runs out.

You Mingdao didn't believe that the power of Master Haizhou Lin in front of him was endless.

"I can just grab your magic weapon. Do you really think I can't hurt you?"

Lin also looked at him.

"joke!"

You Mingdao snorted coldly: "I said you can't do it, you can't do it!"

"In all these years, no one who can hurt me, Youming Dao, has ever appeared. Otherwise, why do you think I, Youming Dao, can become one of the three great masters in Hong Kong Island?"

"If you think you can do it, then prove it to me!"

"Did you see my face?"

"My face is right in front of you, come on, come on, if you have the guts, try hitting me!"

"See if you can hit me!"

"I'll show you what despair is!"

You Mingdao shouted angrily.

"What a strange request."

Next to her, Luo Yaoyi, who had never been worried from beginning to end, muttered.

Bai Luoshui frowned, and the old man looked over there hesitantly.

They originally wanted to advise them to forget it.

You Mingdao has really never been beaten by anyone from before to now.

It was with this skill that he became prosperous and dominated Hong Kong Island.

I never thought before the two of them spoke.

A few people just saw Lin Yi standing there, holding Shi Tu with one hand. He changed his other hand and slapped You Mingdao with a big-eared blow.

"Something like a silly dog."

"I told you, you can't even touch me, let alone hurt me!"

"Vain!"

You Mingdao smiled coldly.

But he just finished speaking.

Snapped!

Lin Yi's slap fell flatly on his face.

Before this, all the methods that turned into black smoke before being harmed had lost their effectiveness at this moment.

You Mingdao's eyes widened and his mind went blank.

Before he could react, Shi Tu took off his hand, and he was hit so hard that he flew out.

There was a bang.

His body turned into a black smoke in mid-air.

Not long after, it condensed and took shape ten meters away from Lin Yi.

"How could you possibly hit me!"

"How on earth did you do that!"

Half of You Mingdao's face was swollen.

The strength of Lin Yi's hand just now was really unclear, and You Mingdao breathed cold air from the pain.

"Your magic is too childish."

Lin Yi looked at him: "As for your question, how did I hit you?"

"It's very simple."

"While you haven't reacted to the spell, I'll slap you in the face."

Taking advantage of the time when there is no reaction to the spell?

Listening to Lin Yi's simple words, You Mingdao over there froze in place, his face uncertain, and he looked at Lin Yi in shock.

"What does he mean?"

Bai Luoshui frowned, not yet thinking about it.

The old man next to him, on the other hand, had a complex look on his face at this moment, and said in a low voice: "The speed of Master Haizhou Lin's attack is faster than the speed of You Ming Dao's spells."

"So here we go."

"It's just that even the strength can't hurt You Mingdao, but this Master Haizhou Lin can do it."

"The speed of his attack must be so fast that it's so terrifying?"

After the old man finished speaking, Bai Luoshui fell silent for a while.

The Master Haizhou Lin in front of her exceeded her expectations time and time again, surprising her again and again.

Nowadays, it is said that attacks are faster than spells.

This is simply unbelievable.

This feeling is like someone telling you that he can run faster than the high-speed rail.

Techniques themselves are intangible and insubstantial things.

As for Master Haizhou Lin’s slap, it is something tangible and qualitative.

The two are incomparable.

"As long as I fight fast enough, your spells can't keep up with my speed."

Lin Yi looked at You Mingdao.

After saying a sentence, exert force on your palms.

In front of everyone's eyes, the dead tea was crushed into pieces.

The dead tea turned into ashes and fell into the gaps on the ground.

Before You Mingdao could react, he suddenly discovered that a young man ten meters away had appeared in front of him at some point.

Lin Yi took another move.

He drew it with his backhand.

You Mingdao gritted his teeth.
To be continued...