Chapter 55: Blood Sword

After a while, there was no one else in the Wan family compound except Ling Tui Si's men. A constable ran into the gate and reported to Ling Tui Si, "Sir, the entire Wan family has been surrounded. There is no one around!"

Ling Tuisi nodded slightly, and turned his eyes to see Feng Yi standing with his hands behind his back, facing the five cloaked men from a distance. He said loudly: "Feng Yi, as long as you hand over the secret of Liancheng Jue with both hands, leave Jingzhou from now on and never set foot here again, I will write off everything for the sake of your dead father!"

At this time, the bearded man laughed loudly and said, "Master Ling, do you still keep your word?"

"Ling Dalongtou," the tall and thin man said coldly: "We agreed that we would take the Shenzhaojing, and you want Liancheng Jue. What do you mean by this?" He had never spoken before, and when he spoke, his voice was extremely eerie, like the cry of an owl.

Ling Tuisi nodded and said, "My words are of course binding. But it is not easy for you to capture Feng Yi alive.

He seems modest and easy-going, but in fact he is cautious and ruthless. When facing him, one should neither be too soft-hearted nor be too aggressive.

If you can avoid taking action, then do so. That is the best policy!"

It turned out that Ling Tui Si saw that Feng Yi had achieved such great success in martial arts at the age of twenty. Moreover, he was sharp-minded and cold-blooded. Ling Tui Si guessed that Feng Yi would definitely kill him in the future.

The reason why he was willing to take great risks and face the infamy to cooperate with these cloaked men was really for the future!

Feng Yi was stunned when he heard this. Did Ling Tuisi see him so clearly? Thinking of this, he became more cautious.

Feng Yi stretched out his arm, pointed at the cloaked men one by one, and said, "No matter who wins or loses today, one of you will die. Don't you really want to leave your name?"

Several cloaked men had to admit that this was the truth.

The thin-faced man said coldly, "I am Sheng Di, the fifth-generation disciple of the Blood Blade Sect."

The bearded man pushing the coffin said proudly, "Bao Xiang."

The fat man said with a smile, "Shanyong."

"Bayin."

"Hu Jie."

The other two also reported their Dharma names.

Feng Yi's cold eyes swept across the faces of the five people one by one, and sneered: "It is indeed the bald donkey from the Blood Blade Sect. But I wonder where the Blood Blade Ancestor is?"

Sheng Di was not angry either, and said calmly: "If you want to see my master, wait until you have the ability to defeat us!"

Feng Yi laughed and said, "From the tone of your voice, it seems that you want to fight me alone?"

Shengdi and others heard his sarcasm and although they were angry, there was nothing they could do.

Sheng Di shook his head and said, "Your Excellency's magical power is amazing. My brothers and I are no match for you if we fight alone. We must join forces to learn from you!"

These five people are all masters of the Qinghai Black Sect "Blood Knife Sect". In the original plot, Ding Dian's divine power has already reached perfection. Facing the attack of five people, he asked Di Yun to pretend to be himself and launch a sneak attack tactic.

This shows how strong their martial arts skills are.

Shengdi was the strongest martial artist, and was the first one that Ding Dian challenged. But Feng Yi was too famous and his martial arts were too strong, so no matter how arrogant they were, they didn't dare to fight him alone, even if Shengdi's martial arts were higher than Ji's.

Feng Yi laughed and said, "Five against one, brilliant, brilliant!" He took a deep breath, raised his eyebrows, and shouted, "Then take it!"

Suddenly, he did a somersault backwards, and thrust his palms outwards suddenly. With a "buzz" sound, the coffin flew towards the five people.

The coffins he and Baoxiang pushed out just now seemed the same, but the strength of the wind brought by the coffins was completely different.

The five monks were unable to breathe smoothly due to the strong wind, and their hearts were shaking violently. Feng Yi's palms were holding the coffin, and the force was more than a thousand pounds.

But the five of them knew that if they failed to dodge, they would lose face. Baoxiang had the strongest arms, and with a low roar, the hard bluestone slabs under his feet made a banging sound. His whole body was full of strength, his muscles bulged, and an extremely fierce murderous aura spread out.

Bayin and Hujie beside him showed their special skills at the same time, flipped their four palms together, and shouted: "Take it together!"

Baoxiang also knew that he couldn't catch it, so with the help of his brothers, he was able to provide some support. The three of them exerted their strength at the same time, ready to catch it.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang and the coffin broke into pieces, flying everywhere under the stimulation of internal force.

Baoxiang and others were immediately shocked.

It turned out that Feng Yi's push was the "one throw with a heavy weight" taught by Ding Dian. It was very light at first, making it difficult for people to detect, but the aftereffect was hidden in the object, and then exerted force suddenly, severely damaging the opponent in one fell swoop.

In the original plot, Ding Dian wore a collarbone and used corpses as hidden weapons, making it difficult for even people with great martial arts skills to dodge. This is the reason.

Before Feng Yi's scapula was pierced, Yousheng Ding Dian's coffin suddenly exploded, and the wood chips were sharp and angular, with alarming force.

Baoxiang and the other three were unable to react in time. Suddenly, a strong wind blew, and a black cloak flew into the air, blocking them.

It turned out that Shengti pulled off his cloak and protected several people.

Shengdi's martial arts skills were far better than those of the others. He used his cloak to block the wood chips and seemed very proud of himself at first. However, Feng Yi pushed out the coffin, and as soon as his toes touched the ground, he kicked the ground hard and rushed forward like an arrow from a bow, slapping out with his palm.

The force of this palm strike was like a dragon entering the sea or a tiger descending the mountain. It was an overwhelming force that drove the wood chips in all directions.

These wood chip fragments are attached with the internal force of Shenzhao Gong, and their power is no less than that of a sharp steel knife, a powerful crossbow or a hidden weapon. Everyone looked at this scene, showing fear in their eyes and retreating one after another.

There was a continuous hissing sound, and the wood chips penetrated Shengdi's cloak directly, but Baoxiang and his men were not easy to deal with. When there was a moment of resistance, some people jumped up, and some people followed suit, pulling off their cloaks and brushing them away to brush away the wood chips.

These men were all highly skilled in martial arts, and the wood chips could no longer hurt them, but Ling Tui Si's men were in big trouble.

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If sawdust scratches across the body or cheek, it will leave a blood trail; if it hits the eyes, the person will be blind; if it hits the vital points, it will kill.

In an instant, there were screams and more than ten people were injured or killed.

There was a clang sound, and the sound of the sword being unsheathed was like a dragon's roar.

Feng Yi planned for a while. Once he made a move, how could he just use one move? He shot out the fragments with his palm while drawing the long sword at his waist.

The move "Horses neighing in the wind" was aimed directly at Shengdi, and the fist went straight to Baoxiang's face.

Feng Yi saw that these people were not easy to deal with, so he immediately decided to use weapons. After all, he wanted to kill to his heart's content today and preserve his internal strength to the maximum extent.

As the long sword was infused with true energy, the sword body suddenly shone with light, the sword made a hissing sound, and dozens of cold stars covered Shengdi, and a dragon roared, responding to his move.

"Hey!"

Shengdi shouted in shock, and with a "clang" sound, a crescent-shaped broad-leafed long knife appeared in his hand. He chopped three times in a row. It was truly his life's masterpiece. The cold light was fierce, the sound was whistling, and it seemed like a wave of knives was set off.

At the same time, Bao Xiang saw that Feng Yi's punch was invulnerable, so he suddenly twisted his body and, without taking the punch head-on, punched Feng Yi in the waist.

The waist is a vital part of the human body. When Bao Xiang punches, his middle finger protrudes. This move is a killing move in the "Blood Knife Sutra". Not only is the angle extremely tricky, it is also specifically designed to break the internal body-protecting skills.

Shan Yong also flew up from nowhere, drew out his scimitar and slashed at Feng Yi's head.

Under the attack of these three masters, there are not many people in the world who can escape unscathed, let alone attack.

Feng Yi suddenly moved his body to avoid Shan Yong's knife.

The long sword in his right hand trembled, and the "clang clang" sound was as frequent as beads, forcing back all the "knife waves" raised by Shengdi. He blocked with his left palm and took Baoxiang's punch.

Bao Xiang punched Feng Yi's palm, and suddenly felt a warm internal force coming like a tide, and his arm went numb! He was well prepared, and Feng Yi used his strength to attack, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful, so he wanted to retreat immediately.

Suddenly Feng Yi shouted loudly, and his robes bulged out. Bao Xiang immediately felt as if he was in a furnace, and his face flushed red.

His martial arts skills were not weak, and he remained calm despite his defeat. He suddenly leaped backwards, but just as he was halfway in the air, Bao Xiang let out a loud scream, and fell to the ground with a bang.

The Blood Knife Monks were all shocked.

Feng Yi saw the opportunity so quickly that he shouted "Here!" and stabbed his sword through the Shengdi sword net and went straight to his throat.

(End of this chapter)