Fantasy: I Can Deduce The Future

Twelve Lianhuanwu, Xihufa, Wang Gang, originally wanted to knock the kid in front of him away with a single palm,

What annoys him the most is this kind of people who are overconfident. This kind of people think that they have learned a few tricks, but after a few years of practice, they don't know how much they weigh. Taste the bitter fruit and experience what it means to be beaten!

But just as the fists and palms met, before the strength in his palms poured out, there was a feeling of icy coldness, which pierced his heart, as if his palms had touched a piece of thousand-year-old ice.

It's too cold!

He just felt the chill, and when he wanted to withdraw his palm to avoid it, he found that his hand could no longer move.

That's right, I just can't move!

Moreover, the chill seemed to be alive, like a small snake, it rushed along his palm and rushed towards his shoulders, and immediately dispersed after reaching his shoulders, rushing towards the surroundings of his body.

Accompanied by a strange "click, click, click" sound,

The speed was extremely fast, and within a breath of kung fu, Wang Gang felt a chill all over his body.

Then, he was shocked to find that he couldn't move his feet, nor could he move his other hand, and he completely lost his mobility. This made his heart tremble, his face turned pale, and he was scared to death.

Gao Yangyi, Zhuo Yuanming and the others saw that Xiao Yi seemed to appear out of nowhere, suddenly appearing in the own battle group, and then directly punched Wang Gang.

Wang Gang slapped out a palm and went up to meet him.

Then, Wang Gang was directly frozen by Xiao Yi's punch...

This is the Western Protector of the Twelve Links, a dignified third rank Practitioner. A few breaths ago, he had been suppressing the four of them and beating them so hard that they had no power to fight back.

How strong and how deep is Wang Gang, they have all experienced it personally and know it well, but there is only such a master. Facing Xiao Yi, the two sides under a single strike, no, the power of Wang Gang's palm did not go out.

With just that one punch from Xiao Yi, Wang Gang has now become an ice sculpture, standing there straight.

Looking at this ice sculpture, Gao Yangyi and Zhuo Yuanming felt chills from the bottom of their hearts, and rushed along their spines to their foreheads. It must be frighteningly scary, with such weird methods!

However The next moment, they were shocked again!

After Xiao Yi punched out, his feet touched the ground, and he got up without any wind. His figure was extremely fast, and he pulled out afterimages and swept towards the distance. In mid-air, he twisted his body, stepped on his legs again, and threw his right leg violently.

An incomparably fierce and ferocious leg shadow galloped out...

"Boom!!!"

The ice sculpture was shattered, and the ice shards flew, including many limbs and pieces of meat, which also flew out, but the expected blood splashed everywhere, but did not appear. There was not a single drop of blood in the air or on the ground at the scene.

The blood has all been frozen and coagulated, where can it be spilled...

Twelve Links, Guardian Xi, Wang Gang, die!

"You deal with other fourth rank Practitioners, and leave the third rank to me~"

Hearing the words Xiao Yi dropped, he looked at Xiao Yi's back who was ten feet away.

Gao Yangyi, Zhuo Yuanming and the others all trembled, and woke up from the shock, only then did they realize that there was already cold sweat on their foreheads, and the sweat on their backs was profuse.

Then, the four of them cheered up their spirits and rushed to a fourth rank practitioner not far away. After seeing Xiao Yi's strength and fierceness in his shots, the four of them fought harder and more attentively in the next battle.

They are even stronger than the people in Jinyiwei. This is because they are already afraid of Xiao Yi, and the third rank Practitioners are all dead. If Xiao Yi thinks that they are dealing with errands and attacks them, he will not be dead. Worse.

Xiao Yi naturally couldn't think of their mentality, and he didn't care about it. After finishing off that Guardian Xi with one punch and one kick, he killed a third rank Practitioner.

Now he is fighting a bald old man, who is also a third rank Practitioner, and the two sides have already fought thirty strokes.

In the hands of the bald old man, there was a dark red color of the Buddhist staff, which was stained with a lot of human blood. From the very beginning, he was jealous of Xiao Yi, and did not despise him at all.

When the North Guardian died, he saw clearly how he died, and then he was shocked to find that the East and West Guardians were also dead, and it was this young man who killed them.

He's a little numb...

Where did the perverts come from? If Jin Yiwei were all this kind of people, then no one would rebel, and he wouldn't dare to borrow a little courage.

So, from the very beginning, he kept avoiding, never attacking forcefully, let alone making contact with Xiao Yi's weird fist, for fear of following in the footsteps of his predecessors, he compared steadily, like an old dog.

"Brother, what's so good about Jin Yiwei? It's the lackeys of the imperial court. The world you guard is full of corrupt officials. The people's life is worse than death. You are helping the evildoers."

"Brother, you are so skilled, why don't you join our Twelve Links, I can guarantee that as long as you join, the leader of the clan will definitely make you a Dharma protector, under one person, above ten thousand people."

"Thousands of miles of Dongting Lake, we have the final say, isn't it beautiful?"

This bald old man, while avoiding Xiao Yi's offensive, babbled earnestly at the same time. He actually planned to solicit, which made Xiao Yi feel a little funny. I'm afraid this person has something wrong with his brain, and he didn't know it when he was about to die. .

"Oh~"

Xiao Yi sneered, and said softly, "It's over!"

Although the voice was low, the bald old man, who had been gathering 120,000 energy to pay attention to Xiao Yi's every move, naturally heard it, and suddenly his heart tightened and he panicked.

He slammed the Zen stick in his hand on the ground, and the gravel splashed everywhere. With the force of the shock, he retreated quickly.

At the same time, Xiao Yi's right palm in front of him slapped down hard.

"Huh~huh~"

In mid-air, the large cloud that had already gathered covered the bald old man on the ground in an instant!

The wind howled, the momentum was frightening, and the domineering couldn't be more overbearing!

This move is exactly the fifth form of [Cloud Pailing Palm] known for its fierceness and domineering, "Dark clouds cover the sun", which can attract the power of heaven and earth, gather the power of clouds and mist, and after the power is accumulated, it will directly smash down like a dark cloud.

This is also the backhand that Xiao Yi prepared just now. Since this bald man is not slippery, and he is very ghostly, he will use his tricks. First, he will play mushrooms with the opponent for a while, secretly operate [Three Points Return to Yuan Qi], and wantonly draw [Xu Yun Jin] to save money. The trick of "dark clouds cover the sun".

The sense of oppression coming from above his head, and the strong murderous intent contained in it, scared the bald old man out of his wits. He scolded Xiao Yi in his heart for being mean and shameless.

To fight directly, to wave the Zen staff, to break this offensive with one blow, and to shatter this dark cloud?

He really didn't think about it...