Leng Yi had some free time, and after Thomas also entered the courtyard and blocked everyone's escape route, he slowly said: "You guys come together, finish the fight as soon as possible, I have to go back to sleep!"
The men in black who surrounded him looked at each other, and in their hearts they despised this guy who spoke so freely.
"Who is coming? Tell me your name!"
Among the seven people, the leading man in black said coldly. His eyes were always on Leng Yi, but when Thomas came in, he faintly felt something was wrong, although he couldn't see through the concealment skills of the Shadow Clan elders.
, his intuition as a warrior made him clearly feel that there was another person in the courtyard.
"Young master, I'm not here today to introduce myself! I haven't done anything for a while. I wonder if my hand is pregnant?!"
Leng Yi looked at the people in front of him, not realizing at all the dilemma he was surrounded by. His expression was indifferent, as if the other person was the real turtle in the urn.
"Brothers, set up the formation!"
The leading man in black did not dare to be careless. After giving a low shout, he moved slightly and punched Leng Yi in the chest.
"With such little strength, you look down on me!"
Leng Yi was disdainful and let his body avoid the punch from the man in black. When the man in black intersected with his body, he raised his palms into a knife and fell heavily. "Crack!"
The sound of broken bones was particularly harsh in the small courtyard. The remaining six men in black moved their feet. Before the formation was formed, they were shocked by the clicking sound.
"Why are you so stupid! I have no idea!"
After taking an arm from the man in black, Leng Yi and the old man stood there calmly. The leader stepped back a little, endured the severe pain in his arm, and let out a loud shout despite the big beads of sweat falling from his forehead.
, to remind his brothers that a powerful enemy is coming.
The rest of the men in black came to their senses in an instant under the loud shouts of the leading man in black, and quickly formed a formation, with three of them standing on three sides. Leng Yi was surrounded in the center, and the other four were further out.
The place occupies all four directions and surrounds everyone.
"Three-four killing array!"
Leng Yi smiled. The three with the strongest attack power among the seven served as the center of the formation, and the other four supported them, unleashing their combat power to the maximum extent. However, this formation was fine against others, but far from good against Leng Yi.
.
"kill!"
The three people at the center of the formation waved their swords and attacked from three directions. The silver sword arcs formed sword curtains in the dark night, and then turned into a stream of light, rapidly attacking Leng Yi's chest and back.
Seeing the three attacks coming, Leng Yi's face did not change color, he tiptoed, and his body instantly rose into the air, like air without any weight. After rising three feet, he suddenly fell down, and was pressed firmly on the three feet.
above the sword light. Although the three of them were frightened, they did not panic. They quickly drew back their swords, as if they had practiced for decades. One of them raised the hilt of the sword high and aimed at Leng Yi with the force of splitting the Huashan Mountain.
Tribe down.
The other two people, one attacked the waist, and the other attacked the lower body. The three attacks were launched simultaneously, and the attacks came almost at the same time in an instant.
It's a pity that the three of them have three hearts after all, and their movements are uniform, but there are subtle differences in the order. Originally, the combination of these three moves was enough to block all the opponent's dodge and retreat, but in fact there was still a little disharmony. So.
This slight flaw was magnified infinitely in Leng Yi's eyes.
Leng Yi, who was still in mid-air, exerted force on his waist. His body rotated rapidly, causing the sword attack on the lower plate to miss. Then, when there was no time to strike, he used the force of twisting of his body and kicked the wrist of the man holding the sword above.
, and finally took advantage of the situation and stamped his palm on the chest of the third person.
After a series of eliminations and fights, they broke through the siege of the opponent's three masters in just one round.
"puff!"
Leng Yi's palm power was extraordinary. Countless people were killed on the ancient star of Oslo, and many creatures died miserably under his fleshy palms. At this moment, the man in black who was hit by Leng Yi's palm was flying like a kite with its string broken.
After leaving the battle group, the sky was stained with blood. When he landed, he could only vent his anger and saw that he could not survive.
At the same time, a ray of silver light passed through the crowd and was nailed to the wooden door in the distance. A clear and trembling voice told the stunned people about the thrilling scene just now.
"Pa" "Pa" "Pa"
A slow and crisp slap sounded, the door of the hut creaked open, and a figure in purple robe slowly walked out. When the people in black in the courtyard saw him coming out, they all stood aside knowingly and got out of the way.
Got the road.
"I didn't expect that the world-famous Young Master Mingyuan could actually have such a handsome kung fu. He is a one-year-old master. If word spreads about it, it will turn the world upside down!"
With his cold and mechanical tone, no trace of emotion could be heard from the speaker. The man in purple robe gave the impression that he was just a wooden person, and there was not even a trace of human-specific emotions in him.
Leng Yi looked at the man in purple robe. He looked like a dying old man. The wrinkled skin covered his entire face, as if it had been exposed to the sun, wind and rain for thousands of years. Only skin and bones were left.
There is a small patch of sparse gray hair on the head. When the breeze blows, it feels like these hairs will disappear with the wind in the next second.
"It doesn't mean that the color of the world will change. Certain people and certain families will be unlucky. That's for sure. I haven't asked you yet, who is your name? Why did you ask a master from the Shadow Clan to assassinate me?"
Leng Yi spoke coldly and uttered a few syllables solemnly. Although the man in purple robe was old, he gave him the feeling of meeting an opponent as soon as he appeared. The man in purple robe was even stronger than Thomas.
Leng Yi's heart was alive, and his warlike heart, which had been dormant for countless years after drifting through the universe, boiled instantly.
"A name or something is just a title. For people of my level, what can't we look away from? Since the young master has discovered the traces, let's not say much. If you can stop me tonight, then
A set of bones is naturally at your disposal. If you can't stop it, how about I ask you to go home early and have a good sleep so that I can go to a friend's house for tea and everyone can find their own place?"
The man in purple robe smiled faintly, his face like old tree bark looked a little sinister. He waved his hand, and the men in black immediately stepped away, making room for him and Leng Yi.
"If you can't stop me, or if you want to see the true chapter under my command, I'll warm up first and clear out these troublemakers." Leng Yi smiled evilly, and the petite figure disappeared in place immediately, making five or six sounds.
After the screams, all the men in black on the ground died of anger.
Just when Leng Yi disappeared, the purple-robed man's face changed, and he was about to stop him. However, a sudden aura locked him tightly. Although this man's strength was slightly weaker than his own, he won the battle.
However, it still takes a lot of effort. This long time is enough for Leng Yi to kill him several times.
He knew in his heart that although the men in black were not weak, they were still far from enough against a top master like Leng Yi. Killing them by himself was as easy as chopping vegetables. Leng Yi, judging from the strength he had just shown, The same can be done!
It’s not that I don’t want to save. It’s that it’s too late to save!
After a moment of silence in his heart, the purple-robed man became interested in the owner of the aura that locked his Qi. Who was hiding under his nose without even realizing it?
"Okay. We've finished cleaning up. Now it's the turn of the real master." In the blink of an eye, Leng Yi appeared in the original position again, with no difference at all, as if he had never moved. It seemed that those few sounds The screams were just a dream. However, the smell of blood from the corpses on the ground reminded everyone present that this was not a dream.
The purple-robed man stared solemnly at the smiling baby in front of him, his pupils constricted and his eyes narrowed dangerously. He looked like a lone wolf who had separated from the pack!
Just as Leng Yi finished speaking, Thomas withdrew the spiritual sense placed on the purple-robed man. The duel between masters was always one-on-one and no one else was allowed to interfere. This is the pride of a warrior and the persistence of a master.
"I always only use a pair of fleshy palms to fight against the enemy. Is it time for you to show off your weapons?" Leng Yi spread out his hands and said to the purple-robed man opposite.
"Ha! What a coincidence! I have been practicing martial arts for so many years. I can only use this pair of hands, swords, guns and sticks. I am too stupid to learn!" The purple-robed man chuckled, and a touch of life suddenly appeared on his dying face. fleeting.
Although it was only for such a short moment, Leng Yi still clearly sensed it. He was doubtful in his heart, this old man couldn't have a split personality. He was lifeless just now, but now he is a little excited, and his speaking style has also changed slightly, like two people. A completely different person.
Even though he was thinking this way, Leng Yi didn't feel any contempt in his heart, and was even more solemn than before. Anyone who uses weapons has fallen behind in martial arts. No matter how high the cultivation level is, it is just the accumulation of strength. Being able to give up weapons Blade, those who return to themselves are the masters among masters. The cultivation level of such people is mostly unfathomable.
Smiling slightly, Leng Yi said calmly: "That's very good. If you miss today, you and I should be able to have a good chat over wine!"
"I have exactly what I mean!" The purple-robed man also smiled. The two made eye contact, and both felt a sense of sympathy in each other's hearts.
The scene was silent for a moment, and the momentum was calm. Thomas slowly backed away, out of the range of the two people's auras, and admired this rare and unprecedented battle with his eyes wide open.
Whether it was the purple-robed man or Leng Yi, they all gave him a mysterious and unpredictable feeling. This had nothing to do with the strength of his combat power. It was just a vague perception of his state of mind that could not be described in words.
Slowly, a wisp of breeze appeared between Leng Yi and the purple-robed man, and the corners of their robes swayed slightly. At this moment, the hands of the two people who were still staring at each other started to move.
The purple-robed man's arm moved slowly, tracing a mysterious trajectory. He slowly clenched his right fist, very slowly. When it was completely clenched, he pushed his arm forward, and the sandbag-sized fist was aimed at Leng Yi. Send it.
On the opposite side, Leng Yi also slowly extended a palm, and his movements were also extremely slow.
This punch and palm were extremely slow, but in an instant they covered the three-foot distance between Leng Yi and the purple-robed man, and then, the fists and palms connected!
An invisible wave of air spread out from the place where the two fists met. The surging holy power and the mysterious true energy formed a circle of energy ripples visible to the naked eye and spread towards the surroundings. Anyone caught by this energy ripple
As a result, many weeds in the small courtyard suddenly broke apart inch by inch, and fist-sized stones turned into powder and dissipated in the air at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Two muffled sounds came out from the mouths of Leng Yi and the purple-robed man, and then their fists and palms separated. The two of them couldn't help but stepped back a few steps. Every step, they stepped on the ground.
Make a deep footprint.
"Is this the master of Haotian Continent? That layer of slightly yellowish light must be the energy produced by the mainstream cultivation system on this continent. Sure enough, there are some methods that almost capsize the boat in the gutter."
After taking three steps back, Leng Yi stabilized his figure and thought to himself. After some testing just now, he came into contact with the Holy Power of Haotian Continent for the first time, and he was caught off guard. His body was slightly injured. The Holy Power
He was arrogant and overbearing, appearing extremely tough, but not as strong and soft as his true energy. Therefore, after spending some effort, he finally completely eliminated the holy power that had invaded his body.
On the other hand, the man in purple robe only stopped after taking four full steps back. Leng Yi's true energy can be strong or soft. After entering the body, it becomes strong when it is weak, and weak when it is strong, and it wreaks havoc.
After a while, he was surrounded and intercepted by the purple-robed man's powerful holy power and sacrificed his life gloriously.
When it comes to the strength of the energy in the body, Leng Yi undoubtedly has the upper hand. The true energy is one level stronger than the holy power.
"It's interesting. Is it possible that you are a person descended from heaven? Are you born with the memory and cultivation of your previous life?" The purple-robed man opened his eyes slightly and looked at Leng Yi in disbelief as he said.
"A person descended from the sky? With the cultivation and memory of the previous life?" Leng Yi's heart moved, but his face remained as still as a mountain. He said coldly: "There is no need to excuse yourself. Victory and defeat are commonplace. If you can't see through it, why not
Just surrender and follow me back to the Leng family. After I give you some guidance, you can break through the shackles and reach a higher state."
These words were really irritating. The old man in purple robe turned blue. No matter how well-mannered he was, Leng Yi was so angry that he hurt his liver. Without saying a word, he punched him.
This punch was majestic and golden, and the glorious holy power wrapped around the entire fist of the purple-robed man. The energy emitted from the fist penetrated into the surrounding void and merged into the world!
"Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist!" Thomas, who was watching the fight from a distance, was startled, and his eyes almost jumped out of his sockets.
This boxing technique is well-known in Haotian Continent. It is said that it originated from ancient times and has unparalleled combat power. Very few people in the world knew it, but they never expected that it would be used here. It was used by a purple-robed man who could not understand the origin.
The Six Paths of Samsara Fist can defeat the enemy with force. It is so magical that once used, it can smash even thousands of mountains into rubble. It is one of the most powerful techniques throughout the ages.
"What kind of boxing is this? The combat power is so powerful!" Leng Yi's pupils shrank. Although he didn't know that the man in purple robe was performing the famous Six Paths Reincarnation Fist, he still learned from that simple straight punch.
I felt a courageous spirit that would break the cauldron and sink the boat. When I punched out, the heaven and the earth moved with it, as if it was about to suppress it. This was a boxing technique that even the heaven and earth could not tolerate.
A strong wind blew against his face, and there was only a golden light left in front of Leng Yi's eyes. He shouted: "Well done!" Suddenly, the overwhelming blood energy and evil energy seeped out from the 36.5 million pores around his body, surrounding his body for three feet.
A bloody defense was formed. Then, a blood-red palm stretched out as fast as lightning, blocking the path of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist.
The sudden appearance of the blood-killing aura made the attacking purple-robed men's hearts beat, and even left Thomas who was watching the battle speechless. What a thick blood-killing aura it was. It almost turned into substance, and what appeared was a blood-red color visible to the naked eye.
.When the scarlet palm flew out, Leng Yi's face was full of murderous intent, and he was in a trance like a hellish Shura.
The speed of each punch and palm was extremely fast, and they finally met inevitably in the air.
Bang--
After a loud noise, Leng Yi and the purple-robed man, wrapped in the blood evil energy and the holy power, stood facing each other. The scarlet blood evil energy and the golden holy power collided fiercely, and a fierce roar emitted from the intersection.
Thunderbolt sparks are dazzlingly beautiful but extremely dangerous. If anyone dares to get close, they will be torn to pieces by these two entangled forces.
The two forces of entanglement soon spread, raging all the roof tiles in the small courtyard into powder. The bodies of the men in black also turned into dust, along with the houses of several residents around the small courtyard and the people inside.
People were also sent up to the sky by this power.
The two people in the stalemate had a high opinion of each other in their hearts. The man in purple robe was even more certain that Leng Yi was the one who came from heaven. If he wasn't the one who came from heaven, how could a baby as big as a palm have such a strong blood evil spirit?
Qi, he must have fought out of the mountain of corpses and sea of blood in his previous life, and committed a heinous crime!
It seemed that the current situation of stalemate made the purple-robed man very dissatisfied. He shouted, "Broken!" and knocked Leng Yi away. Then he flew up and left an erratic sentence: "Follow me if you have the guts!"
However, he took into account that this place was a civilian area, and most of them were civilians who had no strength to restrain themselves. They hurt innocent people and killed innocent people, which was detrimental to his practice. Therefore, he moved the battlefield to the sky.
Leng Yi did not answer. He turned into a stream of light and chased the purple-robed man in front of him. However, he discovered that the purple-robed man flew all the way north and flew out of Tiandi City, stopping about a hundred miles outside Tiandi City.
After thinking for a moment, Leng Yi realized that the man in purple robe was hiding his traces because he didn't want anyone to discover him. Tiandi City was the capital of the Haotian Empire, and there were crouching tigers and hidden dragons in the city. Once he was discovered, he would not be able to survive.
The consequences of walking away.
The discussion he had just now had attracted the attention of some big shots. As he was following him, at least three spiritual thoughts came through the air and stayed here.
Fortunately, Leng Yi's whole body was surrounded by a strong blood-evil aura. Two spiritual thoughts tried to penetrate him, but they soon failed. Therefore, except for the man in purple robe, the masters of these three spiritual thoughts had not yet discovered his...
identity.
"Now is not the time to show up. The masters of these three spiritual thoughts are all no less than myself. The man in purple robe is too mysterious, and the City of the Emperor of Heaven is also too mysterious. For the current plan, the only way to continue hiding is to silence them.
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Just when Leng Yi discovered the three spiritual thoughts, he had already made up his mind. The man in purple only needed to open his mouth, and his identity would be exposed. Therefore, he had to kill and silence him!
"Shura Palm!"
After the purple-robed man stopped, Leng Yi did not slow down. His figure was like a rainbow light, pointing directly at the opponent.
He wanted to kill the purple-robed man on the spot before he could speak!
Shura Palm, a palm technique that Leng Yi refined from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood in his previous life, is vicious and sinister. It was precisely because of him that Leng Yi was able to conquer the continent of Oslo without a single defeat.