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

Chapter 30 With the strong against the strong, the evil monk was captured

Monk Baoxiang frowned, searching his memory quickly to see if he had heard of similar strange situations.

Monk Baoxiang's master, the Patriarch of Daxueshan Xuedao, is extremely skilled in martial arts and knows a lot of strange secret techniques.

But it is absolutely impossible to do what Yan Ming did!

For a moment, Baoxiang hesitated a little.

Below, Zhao Guiyuan was still fighting with Jiang Long.

Zhao Guiyuan was really good, he was injured, but he was able to block Jiang Long's advance.

After a little red fell to the ground, she kept trying to break free from the dragon rope, but it didn't work, and it even tightened more and more.

Although there are many bandits, they are useless in front of Qi and blood warriors.

Baoxiang already had the idea of ​​getting away.

They don't have any rules in the Blood Knife Sect. They always think of what to do. Even if they sell their teammates, they won't have any moral burden.

Yan Ming seemed to have seen Bao Xiang's thoughts. After getting rid of a little red, the true energy in his body surged, and the knife in his palm suddenly became powerful!
hum-

Accompanied by a buzzing sound, the blood prison knife technique was fully displayed.

In the blink of an eye, there seemed to be countless sword shadows pouring out, quickly heading towards the treasure elephant.

When Yan Ming was besieged before, he squeezed the space to display it.

But now that Zhao Guiyuan was wounded, and a little red was bound, he became only facing Baoxiang, and his whole body loosened in an instant.

Whether it is sword technique or body technique, you can do it with all your strength without hindrance.

The momentum of the whole person is rising.

"Good boy!"

Seeing Yanming's menacing approach, Baoxiang put aside his doubts for the time being, and did not show weakness. The blood knife in his hand buzzed, drawing countless bloody arcs in an instant.

Baoxiang's blood knife is an imitation of the treasured knife of the ancestor of the blood knife. Although it is not authentic, the material is also rare.

Coupled with the strange sword technique of Xuedaomen, it is even more powerful.

The sword moves of the two were mixed together in an instant, confronting each other, squeezing, and bursting!
A gust of strong wind carrying fragments of the knife wind spread in all directions.

Accompanied by the endless sound of clanging, clanging, and clashing weapons.

The two fought from the air to the ground almost with afterimages.

The bandits couldn't dodge, and only came into contact with the remaining power of the knife wind, and dozens of knife wounds appeared on their bodies in an instant, and they fell to the ground screaming.

The two bounced into the air again, leaving dense traces of sharp blades on the ground.

Even when Jiang Long and Luo Ma saw it from the corner of their eyes during the battle, they were amazed.

They are also experts with knives.

But seeing that these two people are strong against strong, whether it is the subtlety of the saber technique or the fierceness of the momentum, they are all top-notch.

It's almost tempting to stop and watch carefully.

"Good guy, is Xiaoming so good?"

In the distance, on the edge of Qixia Town, there is a person squatting in the darkness, it is Bai Zhantang, watching and admiring.

He came here just now with a little red, but he never showed up.

Because Yan Ming had repeatedly explained to him before.

He said that if something happened, Bai Zhantang should not get involved, and he didn't need his help, just guard this place.

His duty is not to let the danger spread to the residents of Qixia Town.

Bai Zhantang didn't know the inside story, and he didn't have the clairvoyance like Yan Ming, so he was still far away.

So in his eyes, so many people suddenly appeared and fought for no reason.

This battle was thrilling, and the situation changed rapidly. Bai Zhantang watched with fear.

Bai Zhantang hadn't seen such a big scene for a long time since he quit the arena.

Several times he saw that Yan Ming seemed to be in distress, and he already wanted to go to help desperately.

But Yan Ming was always able to turn the crisis into safety in an instant, which made Bai Zhantang stunned for a while.

Even with Tangtang Pirates' rich experience, he couldn't see Yanming's way clearly.

But this did not prevent Lao Bai from admiring.

This is the first time he has seen Yan Ming put all his strength into actual combat, and the impact on his heart is self-evident.

While watching, Bai Zhantang suddenly turned his gaze.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, several bandits had already started to leave the team and sneaked away.

And the direction they came from was Qixia Town.

"It's my turn!"

Bai Zhantang put two fingers together.

"Sunflower acupuncture hand!"

Following the sound, the bandits froze in place.

But this was the beginning, and more and more bandits saw that the situation was not right.

At the beginning, the little boss behind even raised a knife and chopped down a few of them.

But soon they couldn't stop them.

Correspondingly, the strength of the bandit's frontal impact became weaker, and the pressure on the convoy guards was greatly reduced.

Baoxiang was fighting with Yanming, and his heart became more and more anxious.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of chaotic horseshoes stepping forward from a distance, which was very obvious in the dark night.

"Quick, there!"

Bao Xiang and Yan Ming looked back at the same time, and found that another group of people appeared in the darkness, no less than a hundred people!

Baoxiang was astonished, but Yanming had already recognized it.

It was Tieshou who led the people to arrive.

Tie Shou was far away when he heard the sound of fierce fighting on the edge of Qixia Town. Knowing that something had happened, he hurriedly ordered the group of Beijing elites he had brought to rush forward.

"Grandma, where are there so many bastards!"

Bao Xiang cursed angrily, and the sword that was fighting Yan Ming suddenly disappeared, and then his body began to retreat rapidly.

"Grandpa Monk stopped playing, and will eat you again some other day!"

With that said, Baoxiang was about to run.

After fighting, he already knew that both he and Yan Ming fought with all their strength, and there was no way to tell the winner in a short time.

But if he wants to leave unilaterally, the other party can't stop him.

The moment Bao Xiang jumped up and wanted to leave, Yan Ming seemed to have been prepared.

Flying forward to entangle.

Without even thinking about it, Baoxiang slashed across the back with the blood knife, trying to dismantle Yan Ming's sword move.

Unexpectedly, the opponent didn't dodge, evade, or block, and ran straight towards his blood knife!
"what's the situation?"

Bao Xiang's mind flashed Yan Ming's immunity to several attacks before, and he hesitated a little.

I don't know whether to seize the opportunity and stab him to the heart, or continue to evacuate.

But at the moment of hesitation, he didn't notice that Yan Ming's left hand on his waist suddenly flashed coldly.

It seemed that a bolt of lightning flashed across the pupil.

The speed is too fast, much faster than Baoxiang's movement.

What's more, Yan Ming bumped into him with his body, the distance between the two was extremely close, and there was no time for anyone to react at all.

Before Baoxiang could react, a series of pain had already struck.

"what!"

Baoxiang let out a loud cry, and the entire chest and abdomen on the front turned into a bloody piece.

Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle!
As long as you gently push the engine, 27 specially crafted silver nails will arrive in no time.

At this distance, it is impossible to deal with warriors below the master level.

Yanming only has one chance to launch the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle, so he can't make Baoxiang suspicious.

Just now, there was a knife wind between the two, and they were too far away, worrying that it would give Baoxiang time to react, so there was no trace of it.

Seeing that Baoxiang was about to run now, Yan Ming deliberately approached it before using it suddenly.

It wasn't that he was hit by a certain hidden weapon, but that a whole area of ​​his body was shot through.

Baoxiang's true energy dissipated, and his body fell down uncontrollably.

The moment Bao Xiang's dark red monk robe touched the ground, one of Yan Ming's feet had already collapsed.

"Your grandma's, grandpa monk wants to eat you..."

Baoxiang looked like a madman, showing a mouthful of cold teeth, and was about to bite Yanming's calf without saying a word.

With his teeth, many people died.

But this time, just as he tilted his head, Yan Ming's blade slapped him horizontally on the face unceremoniously.

boom!
With a muffled sound, the baby elephant's mouth and nose were bleeding, seven or eight of its teeth were blown away, and the bridge of its nose was dented by a large piece.

While Baoxiang opened his mouth and screamed in pain, a dab of Shixiang Ruanjin powder flew into his mouth mixed with blood.

In an instant, Baoxiang felt that his own strength was rapidly draining, and his strong internal strength dissipated uncontrollably!

"what!"

Baoxiang yelled in panic.

But being slapped on the face by Yan Ming again, the shouts behind him were all suppressed.

(End of this chapter)