Qixia town catches the gods, patrolling the streets will become stronger

Chapter 28 Double-teaming, one against three
For a moment, Loma thought he was dazzled.

Where did this little catcher come from?

wrong!

How could a catcher in an ordinary small place have such strength!

I saw that Yan Ming's saber was fierce, and the wind was blowing under his feet. While dealing with a little red, he was able to spare his strength to disturb Zhao Guiyuan.

Luo Ma could clearly feel the power of Zhao Guiyuan's knife just now, but was easily blocked by this little catcher?
Not to mention Luo Ma, even Zhao Guiyuan was in a hurry and cursed.

"Your grandma's a little red, haven't you eaten yet? Leaving aside the exposure in advance, now she can't even take down a little eagle-clawed grandson! The swordsmanship has been practiced to the stomach of a dog!"

The sword in a little red hand flicked.

"Keep your mouth clean! I'll take your money, and I'll help you get things done. What's the rush!"

Before the words were finished, a little red sword almost condensed into a big net and swooped towards Yanming.

To be honest, Yidianhong is also full of shock now.

He could tell that this little catcher was a little weaker than himself.

But when it comes to fighting, it's not the same thing at all!

The opponent's sword skills are exquisite and fierce, not weaker than his own sword skills!

After fighting for a long time, Yidianhong didn't take advantage of it.

Moreover, this kid's inner breath is pure and long, and he doesn't look like someone whose cultivation level is worse than his own!
After fighting for a long time, there is no sign of decline!
What evil skills did this kid practice?
According to Yidianhong's thinking, this operation is a sure thing.

Even if there were some flaws, but they had three heavenly fighters at the third level of energy and blood realm, and a large number of bandits cheering on them, and the opponents were at most Jiang Long and Luo Ma.

As long as they are easily taken care of, the remaining convoy guards will not pose any threat in his eyes.

Who would have thought that a small catcher would be so difficult to deal with?

Whether Yan Ming can hit or not, the key is his lightness kungfu, he moves while hitting, his figure suddenly moves away and near.

At first glance, I don't know whether it is Yidianhong who is chasing and killing him, or he is walking Yidianhong.

Similarly, Monk Baoxiang and Zhao Guiyuan looked at it from the side, and they were also shocked.

Not right!

They judged before that this little policeman in Qixia Town was at most equal to Niu Wanshan in strength, how could he be so good at fighting?

Seeing Lie Xinxi, Baoxiang directly abandoned Jiang Long and intercepted Yanming with a blood knife.

Reed!
The little red sword net was chasing after him, and in the direction Yan Ming was going, Bao Xiang's blood knife was already waiting, like a wild beast seeing its prey, drawing layers of blood.

Seeing the pincer attack from front to back, it was already very difficult for Yan Ming to dodge.

But approaching, Yan Ming's trajectory suddenly changed from a straight line to several curved and irregular arcs.

The person is still in the air, but every step is in an extremely tricky position.

The sword net and the blood knife almost scratched the edge of his body, and almost landed in the empty space.

This scene was unexpected.

"What kind of body method is this?"

When Baoxiang and Dianhong had a flash in their minds, Yanming chopped it out again.

With the blessing of pure yang internal force, the enhanced blood prison knife technique directly cuts a gully on the ground.

It happened that Zhao Guiyuan wanted to take this opportunity to solve the restricted Loma.

But the golden thread big ring knife was once again blocked by Yan Ming's slash.

"Your ancestors!"

Zhao Guiyuan couldn't hold back his temper anymore, so he gave up on Luoma and came straight to Yanming.

On both sides of the rear, Yidianhong and Baoxiang also chased after them, forming a double team.

The fighting among several people came to a brief standstill.

But Yan Ming was surrounded by three people in a triangle shape.

"Get rid of this troublesome kid first!"

Zhao Guiyuan gritted his teeth.

"Brat, Grandpa Monk is going to eat you!"

Baoxiang wiped his bald head with a bloody knife in front of him.

A little red did not speak, but the long sword trembled slightly, obviously ready to go.

Below, Jiang Long rushed forward, slashing at those strange black lotus blood servants.

But the blood servant's head flew off, and his limbs were still tightly entwined with Luo Ma, unable to break free for a while.

Luo Ma looked up at Yan Ming, urging him.

"Hurry up, hurry up! That little catcher won't last for a while!"

"kill!"

At the same time, Baoxiang attacked first, and before the knife arrived, blood and fishy smell rushed to his face!

Baoxiang's sword technique is inherited from the blood knife ancestor of Daxue Mountain, emphasizing a vicious and strange one.

It is fast and ruthless, and its tricks are tricky.

At the same time, Yidianhong also bullied her, her sword energy was like a rainbow, and she drew out a cold aura of the sword, instantly covering Yanming.

As if feeling the crisis, the pure yang Wuji Gong in Yan Ming's body was operating crazily like never before, and a large amount of pure internal energy was born.

Yan Ming's eyes flickered.

Surrounded by the three masters, there is limited room to move around, and the pressure brought by the offensive is getting bigger and bigger, and it is no longer something that can be avoided by magic.

Not to mention, Yan Ming and any of them have two small gaps in cultivation, but the increase in saber technique temporarily bridges the gap in the middle.

But overall they are still at an absolute disadvantage, let alone one against three.

Normal play can only delay for a moment at most, and it is impossible to win.

Faced with the astonishing two-phase attack, Yan Ming's eyes flickered fiercely, as if the blood in his heart had been aroused.

Today, someone stepped on my own territory. If I lose, Qixia Town will suffer even more disasters behind me!
Yan Ming poured air into the long saber and moved it suddenly.

His target turned out to be Zhao Guiyuan who was still cursing!

The blood knife and long sword followed closely behind.

Zhao Guiyuan's saber technique has its own characteristics, it is thicker and more thorough, and it actually forms a thin layer of protection amidst the surge of true energy!

Seeing Yan Ming rushing, he thought to himself.

"This little catcher cares about his head and doesn't care about his back, can he die?"

As long as he blocks Yanming, Baoxiang and Yidianhong's offensive will kill him!

Zhao Gui's vitality sank to his dantian, and he was on the defensive while waving the golden thread big ring knife, and the layer of protection condensed on his body was a bit thicker.

In an instant, he collided with Yan Ming, and the moment the official knife collided with the golden silk big ring knife, the confident expression on Zhao Guiyuan's face suddenly froze.

The protection he had condensed for many years actually felt a few leaks, and then a coolness pierced his body surface.

"what!"

Zhao Guiyuan lowered his head.

He found a few invisible dark energy, like an invisible sharp cone, directly broke through the protective qi, and opened several holes in his body.

And the strong sword technique, which has always been emphasized, suddenly vented its momentum the moment the protection was broken!
"Ling Cone Anjin? Impossible!"

Zhao Guiyuan turned pale with shock and retreated quickly.

Of course he could recognize that this Ling Zhuan Jin was taught to him by the Holy Envoy of the Black Lotus Sect, and it was specially designed to deal with a large number of horizontal kung fu practiced in the army or in the government.

But I didn't expect Yan Ming to do it too!

What's more, I didn't expect that Yan Ming's skill in this martial art is so profound!

It seems to have reached at least the third floor.

Even after Niu Wanshan was captured, he revealed the exercises, but it's only been a few days?To be able to practice much better than yourself?

It's no match for the Holy Envoy of the Black Lotus Sect!
How can this be?

Zhao Guiyuan retreated hastily, but Yanming was faster.

People are still moving at a high speed, and the blood prison knife technique strikes like a storm.

Zhao Guiyuan resisted reluctantly, but still got several stab wounds on his body.

But at this moment, the remaining power of the long sword and the blood knife also hit Yan Ming's back.

Two huge forces seemed to tear his body apart, but he suddenly relaxed, and an invisible force helped him defuse the attack.

In my mind, the number of times I am immune to external damage today has decreased accordingly.

Yan Ming barely paused, the knife became more and more violent, and the violent force cut Zhao Guiyuan from the air abruptly and smashed it into the ground.

Several bandits who rushed over couldn't dodge and were directly smashed below.

"what?"

A little red and Baoxiang were stunned.

what's the situation?
The two teamed up to strike, and they obviously hit, but why does it seem that the other party has nothing to do with it?
Did he wear some legendary body armor?
Or has it reached the realm of the legendary King Kong's incorruptibility?

And Luo Ma just got out of trouble with help, and when he and Jiang Long turned their heads, they were even more dumbfounded when they saw the scene of Zhao Guiyuan smashing into the ground.

(End of this chapter)