"How can one person achieve such a feat?"

Ning Yi sighed, he finally understood how Zuo Yu got the nickname "Blood Prince".

At this moment, a soft little hand suddenly slipped into his palm.

Ning Yi was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and saw Xiaochan huddled beside him in fear.

"Aunt...Uncle, are we unable to get out?"

Ning Yi smiled slightly, held her hand with his backhand, and glanced at the other wives of the high-ranking officials of the Ba Dao Camp who were still relatively calm at the table.

"My dear sisters-in-law, this happened suddenly, and I dare not say that I can protect you all. However, if a thief comes, I promise that I will die before you sisters-in-law..."

“…”

The ladies looked at each other, and the leading woman nodded: "Of course I believe what Military Advisor Ning said, but I am not without the ability to fight. If there is a battle that cannot be avoided, please allow me to fight alongside the Military Advisor."

As they spoke, several ladies pulled out a sharp dagger from their waists or legs.

The corners of Ning Yi's mouth twitched slightly, and then he remembered that the people in front of him were not the ladies who took care of their husbands and children.

They are all farmers of Badao Manor, and almost everyone in Badao Manor practices martial arts. Even the ladies in front of them probably have one or two killer moves, and ordinary men may not be their opponents.

"My sisters-in-law are so courageous, no less courageous than men. Ye admires them!"

A grinning voice came from above, Ning Yi and the others turned their heads and saw Ye Zixun tumbling down from the roof, hanging on the eaves of the attic with one hand, and landed in front of everyone with a slight jump.

"But don't worry, with Ye here, no one in this world can hurt you."

“…”

Ning Yi glanced at the motionless ceiling and asked curiously, "Killed them all?"

"hold head high."

Ye Zixun responded without turning his head, then grabbed a fruit from the table, sat next to Ning Yi, crossed his legs and started eating.

While eating, he also looked at the bloody street battle outside the window with relish.

Ning Yi looked at the ladies and asked cautiously, "Third brother, aren't you going to help the eldest and second brothers?"

Ye Zixun waved his hand: "No need... To be honest, if we weren't worried that one person couldn't block it, it would be enough for my eldest brother to take action alone. My second brother took action only to block Bao Daoyi's retreat."

“…”

Ning Yi, Xiao Chan and others looked at each other, feeling a sense of absurdity.

Especially Ning Yi, a very vivid picture even appeared in his mind -

Li Yun and Zuo Yu stood on the streets, surrounding the hundreds of people in the middle of the street. The latter raised his right hand, pointed his sword at Bao Daoyi, who was protected by three circles inside and three circles outside the crowd, and shouted arrogantly, "You have been surrounded!"

“This is too…”

An extremely complicated emotion arose in Ning Yi's heart.

Just then, dense footsteps were heard at the ends of both sides of the street.

Countless heads emerged from the streets, waving swords and rushing towards the chaotic streets.

For a moment, the shouts and cries of killing were everywhere, and the whole street was occupied by ant-like crowds, with no less than several thousand people.

...Bao Daoyi’s people are here!

Ning Yi and the others looked solemn and felt nervous.

But Ye Zixun still had a smile on his face, as if he didn't care at all about the life or death of his two brothers.

Ning Yi considered his words carefully and said, "Third brother..."

"Don't talk." Ye Zixun smiled and pointed out the window, "Look for yourself."

Ning Yi calmed himself down and turned his head to look, only to see Li Yun swinging his spear to break three long swords, piercing a Taoist's chest and throwing him seven or eight meters away, hitting five or six people, then looking back at the countless soldiers rushing behind him.

The reason why they are called soldiers is that these people basically hold swords, shields or spears.

When charging, these sword and shield soldiers and spearmen were also very organized. It was obvious that they had used military formations to surround and kill many martial arts masters.

"This is troublesome..."

Ning Yi was thinking so in his mind. Just when he thought that Li Yun would choose to avoid the attack, play to his strengths and avoid his weaknesses, or go straight to Bao Daoyi to capture the thief and the leader, this guy actually smiled and turned around to rush towards the group of soldiers.

"He doesn't want to die?!"

Ning Yi stood up suddenly and looked at Li Yun in surprise.

"Wrong!" Ye Zixun smiled and waved his finger, "It's time to get serious!"

As soon as he finished speaking, heat rose from Li Yun's body as he rushed towards the army. His black clothes suddenly caught fire, turned into ashes and merged into the wind, revealing his extremely strong upper body muscles.

At the same time, white air came out of Li Yun's nose, and the spear in his hand turned from black to dark red.

The next second, the giant with his upper body naked collided with the soldiers rushing in from the street.

The dark red spear swept forward, and a hot ring of flame suddenly appeared. All the spears that came into contact with the spear tip and the fire ring were instantly melted by the scorching heat.

Sparks flew everywhere, splashing onto the soldiers' bodies, instantly igniting their clothes and causing a raging flame.

The soldier who turned into a fire man screamed, threw away his weapon in fear, and slapped the flames on his body.

The soldiers in the rear who saw this scene were burned by the flames and retreated in horror, but the soldiers further behind did not know what was happening and continued to rush forward shouting and killing, forcing the soldiers in the front to collide with the firemen.

Li Yun ignored the chaos in the front army and the burning firemen, and focused on fighting with the soldiers who were not affected.

For a moment, the front army was in chaos, the fire was cascading and becoming more and more fierce. The central army retreated in fear, but was squeezed by the rear army and crashed into the front army.

Thousands of soldiers were defeated by just one person!

Of course, ordinary flames cannot do this.

Li Yun possesses the "Godzilla Kung Fu". The flames he swings are just superficial. The real killer move is actually the scorching high temperature, and this high temperature belongs to the aura skill.

Under Li Yun's careful control, any soldier within three steps of him would be enveloped by the pervasive high temperature.

From a distance, they looked like they were ignited by the flames wielded by Li Yun, but in fact, before their clothes burned, their respiratory tracts and internal organs had been severely burned by the high temperature air.

Ning Yi and others stared blankly at the incredible scene.

Wasn’t it agreed that this was just a low-level martial arts world? How come it suddenly became a medium-level martial arts world?

This technique of using internal force to transform an iron spear into a firearm cannot be performed by a human being, right?

And when he held the iron spear, didn't he feel it was hot?

A series of complaints popped up in Ning Yi's mind.

But he's not the only one who wants to complain.

Bao Daoyi, who was surrounded by the crowd, also widened his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

"The iron tree has red flowers, the spear has flaming lotus... He is Li Yun, the master of the prairie fire spear?!"

Bao Daoyi blurted out, then turned around suddenly and looked at the handsome young man with a smile on his face, walking on the sea of ​​blood.

"You are 'Blood Prince' Zuo Yu!"

"It's me."

Zuo Yu smiled and swung the sword, cutting off the heads of the two men on his right. Then he swung it diagonally, spilling the blood on the sword into the pool of blood.

Bao Daoyi's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I have no grudges against you three brothers in the past, and no hatred in the present..."

"Alright, Bao Daoyi!" Zuo Yu waved his hands and chuckled, "If that's the case, then those women you kidnapped and the people whose families you destroyed have no grudges against you. Why do you have to make things difficult for them?"

“…”

Bao Daoyi had a gloomy face and did not reply.

The guards beside him shouted angrily: "How can those peasants compete with my Heavenly Master..."

"call out--"

The knife flashed and pierced into the man's forehead.

On the second floor of Four Seasons House, Ning Yi and others were stunned for a moment and turned to look at Ye Zixun.

I saw him take out a flying knife and peel the fruit nonchalantly, as if the person who just drew the knife was not him.

Bao Daoyi and the others were startled. Just as they were about to look in the direction where the knife light came from, they heard Zuo Yu say lightly.

"In fact, the reason makes sense. It's very simple. They were just unlucky to run into a pervert like you, and you were just too unlucky to run into the three of us brothers..."

"Since it's all bad luck, don't complain."

"As the saying goes, God will take his own course and no one will be spared..."

Zuo Yu uttered these words in a leisurely tone, and then suddenly took a step forward.

In an instant, a cold light appeared before my eyes.

Bao Daoyi's pupils suddenly shrank, and just as he was about to mobilize his body to move, he saw the cold light turn into a sky full of stars...

Perhaps because of the revolving lantern before his death, Bao Daoyi's eyesight has never been as clear as it is now.

He watched with his own eyes as that point of sword light extended into a line, then expanded from a line into a surface, and finally turned into a dense sword net covering an area of ​​several feet in radius, like a fisherman's fishing net, covering him and the guards around him.

The sword light was bright, like a stream of fire from the sky, flashing across the street.

Zuo Yu's figure crossed more than twenty meters in one second and passed through the crowded crowd in the middle of the street.

The air was heavy and the wind was blowing hard. Bao Daoyi and the others stood there like statues.

The next moment, the flesh and blood that were tightly connected because the sword was drawn too quickly were finally broken by the blood rushing through the blood vessels.

The crowd that had been standing there like statues now turned into more than twenty bloody human-shaped fountains, with countless bloody holes of varying sizes emerging from their bodies, continuously spurting blood out.

Bao Daoyi opened his eyes wide, turned his neck with difficulty, and then shattered into countless pieces like loose Lego blocks.

Xiaochan, who was already pale, bravely leaned forward and happened to see this scene. Her eyes widened immediately, and she turned her neck stiffly, looking at her son-in-law pitifully with her big watery eyes.

Ning Yi felt something was wrong and quickly stood up and stepped back, as if trying to avoid something.

Sure enough, the next second, Xiaochan opened her mouth and vomited everything she had just eaten with a "wow" sound.

Ning Yi gently patted Xiaochan's trembling back and looked at Ye Zixun helplessly.

"Kill people if you want, why make it so bloody..."

"Why are you telling me? Go tell your second brother!"

Ye Zixun rolled his eyes, then threw away the fruit core, clapped his hands, looked at Ning Yi and said with a smile: "Second brother has started killing people, which means that the Tyrant Blade Camp should also start to take action, right?"