My Martial Arts Can Train Themselves

Yang Yi hurried back.

It's weird here!

There are many places where you can collect spiritual information. There's no need to be hard on yourself.

The footsteps quickly skimmed over the puddle in the alley and splashed water droplets on the weeds in the corner of the wall.

The temperature here is cold and dark. Even the stars in the sky don't want to fall here at night.

Yang Yi quickly left according to the route of the ink map.

But I don't know what went wrong. When he got out of the alley and stood on the wide street, he found that the house as bright as day was located at the end of the street!

Paper lanterns hung all over the street.

Yang Yi stood in the light.

The vermilion gate of the mansion is even more exaggerated.

Almost two steps away, there is a lantern hanging.

Not only inside the courtyard wall, but also outside the wall.

Yang Yi was dazzled by the light. When he looked at it, he found that the word "Mo house" was written on the plaque on the gate.

"I don't know how much I was frightened before this battle."

Yang Yi sighed.

The nose was filled with the smell of candle fire.

He was about to turn around, but found a man squatting under the steps of the gate of Mo house.

It may be that the spacing of lanterns is not well controlled, resulting in a small triangular shadow area here.

The man seemed to be a woman, with black hair scattered, almost covering the whole upper body.

She squatted down facing the steps, wrapped her arms around her legs, curled herself into a ball as much as possible, and kept squeezing into the shadow.

It seems to be avoiding the light outside.

But the shadow was so small that no matter how she drilled, most of her body was exposed.

She was a little angry, her head against the steps and scratched like a twitch.

Yang Yi narrowed his eyes and confirmed that he was right.

Is this what the feedback says weird?

He looked dignified.

"Miss, miss, where are you?"

An urgent call came from Mo's house.

Then the sound of gongs and drums sounded, and the voices of people, barking dogs and hitting things were in a mess.

The gate opened gradually, and servant girls came out and shouted everywhere.

Now Yang Yi has hid in the alley.

It's none of his business. He's going to change his way and run away.

But at this time, two figures came from a distance and rushed to Mo's house.

Then there was a sound of gold and iron. It was obvious that someone was tangled with something.

Yang Yi held his breath and dared not move. He could only hide in the shadow and look out.

The two men, one wielding the sword and the other using the palm, obviously reached the level of strength. And it's not as simple as the spinning force realm. It's probably the gathering Ding realm!

Two juding strongmen besieged the woman with long hair.

In an instant, the two sides spliced more than ten rounds.

The woman's body method is like a ghost, and her long hair is like a steel gun. Ordinary people are not opponents at all, but they still lose out to the two strong juding.

In the constant move collision, he retreated step by step and finally fell under the sword move of the man with the sword.

She let out a shrill scream and then fell to the ground and huddled into a ball.

In the body, there is a constant exudation of black liquid.

The next servant looked silly.

In the gate.

A crowd of nursing homes crowded out with a middle-aged man in rich clothes.

The middle-aged man was wide and fat. Seeing the woman lying on the ground, he was distressed: "baby, baby!"

Tears ran down my cheeks and rushed up.

"Sir, it's dangerous!"

A man who looked like the head of the hospital guard pulled him.

The middle-aged man wiped away his tears and hurriedly said, "go and find a doctor for the young lady. By the way, invite master Ma, and I'll pay all the medical fees."

Bang!

He was talking.

The man with the palm suddenly ejected a Rune Stone.

The rune fell on the woman, blew up an open fire and burned it directly.

In the raging flame, the woman's screams of pain continued to come out.

"Innocent, you're crazy. She's your sister!"

The middle-aged man's Qi and blood attack the heart and almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

I wanted to put out the fire, but I noticed the eyes of the charming man in the light of the fire, but I was stunned in situ in fear.

"If she is possessed, she will die."

The man stood with his hands down and said indifferently, "what are you doing in a daze? Don't take the master back to have a rest? The evil thoughts in the house have been eliminated. In the future, you don't need to light the lights all night."

"Yes."

The servants have lingering fear and dare not obey.

Holding the middle-aged man out of his mind back to the mansion.

Soon, there were only two people outside the door, and everything was calm.

The fire on the ground burned up, leaving a mass of magic gas that kept blowing away.

Seeing this, the sword holder immediately took out a piece of Rune paper and absorbed all these magic Qi.

With the absorption of evil spirit, the color of the rune paper has completely turned into a dark color.

Yang Yi has a panoramic view of everything.

He found that he knew both men.

One is mo Wuye, the vice leader of the rope fire sect, who oversees the demon cutting society.

The other one with a sword is Zhao Heng who asked him before!

Yang Yi doesn't understand why Zhao Heng appeared here.

Is it to accept the task and come to eliminate demons?

No, from Mo Wuye's respectful attitude towards Zhao Heng, the relationship between the two is not so simple.

He can't think of a reason for the moment.

I just think Zhao Heng's presence here may have another profound meaning.

"Come out."

Zhao Heng's voice suddenly sounded.

It was like a cold wind in the silent street.

Yang Yi's heart thumped.

It's a long way from the gate of the mansion. It shouldn't be found.

"Do you want me to come to you?"

The sword in Zhao Heng's hand made a terrible hum.

Yang Yi hesitated. He didn't know whether to run away or stand up and explain.

"I, I, I didn't see anything."

Before he decided, a skinny little beggar crawled out of the shadow of the alley ahead.

The little beggar trembled all over. Obviously, he was frightened by what had just happened and his crotch was hot.

Also attend to so much, kneel on the ground and kowtow vigorously, praying for Zhao Heng to let go.

Zhao Heng put down his sword and walked into Mo's house.

Mo Wuxie followed without looking back.

Seeing that the other party didn't mean to embarrass himself, the little beggar was overjoyed and ran away quickly.

But not long after climbing, a stone flew out of the gap of the vermilion gate.

The stone is as fast as hitting tofu. It runs through the center of the beggar's eyebrows, hits the ground, bounces to the nearby alley, and falls in front of Yang Yi's heel.

Dong!

The gate is now closed.

Yang Yi stood still for a long time.

The smell of blood on the stone irritated the nasal cavity.

After making sure there was no sound, I was relieved.

Instead of looking back to see the life and death of the little beggar, he ran away at once.

No matter what the profound meaning of Zhao Heng's coming here is, it has nothing to do with him now. Before his strength is not strong enough, curiosity is not a good thing.

Take advantage of the night.

Yang Yi goes to another place to collect Lingyun.

During this period, all three martial arts completed an independent feedback.

The Chi Xia skill and the empty shaking flash are both experience plus one.

And Baoshan boxing triggered a special event.

[your Baoshan fist found that the kind elder martial sister had married and was depressed. When you went out to relax, you met a group of grass bandits who were looting the village. Your Baoshan fist rushed in and killed all the grass bandits. You searched and got your own martial arts: Jinghong formula!]