Chapter 10 My Fist is Stronger
Block!
In this moment, Li Feng shouted loudly and waved his big shield. The big shield blocked all four hidden arrows at an incredible angle!
At this time, Li Feng was like wearing a blood-colored shirt. He was covered with blood-colored mist, and the air around him was also a little blood-colored.
And Li Feng's value at this time reached an astonishing '70~70'!
'Did the captain activate some secret skills........' Han Yi was a little surprised. He might die of exhaustion and still not be able to break this defense!
"Not good, blood-colored shirt, blood rising, there is a master of blood refining period!"
"The point is prickly, the wind is tight!" A big man wearing black leather armor with a mountain axe on his waist said in fear.
"Run separately!"
"See you back to the village!"
In a moment, dust flew, and four panicked men rushed into the depths of the mountains.
"It's the bandits from Black Wind Village," Li Feng's eyes were determined, "Separate and chase them!"
"Be careful, try to leave them alive!"
"Okay!"
Han Yi chased after a bandit with a value of '6~10'. He was also a little angry and anxious at this time. If the captain hadn't blocked the hidden arrow at the critical moment, he might have died now.
Crack!
The faint sunlight shone into the forest through the gaps between the branches and leaves. The light and shadow of the two people on the forest ground were constantly changing positions with the swaying branches and leaves. The dead branches were broken and the leaves fell.
Swish!
The sound of the hidden arrow broke through the air.
Han Yi was startled, dodged sideways.
"Humph, it turns out to be just a kid in the Skin Refining Stage," the big man stopped, "retreat now, I will pretend nothing happened."
Han Yi's thoughts turned rapidly. This bandit was insidious and cunning. How could he take his words seriously?
He didn't say anything, bent his elbows forward, and held the handle of the knife with his right hand.
Suddenly, the bandit raised his left hand.
"Oh no, it's quicklime!"
Fortunately, Han Yi was prepared and rolled over to avoid it.
His dusty appearance made the bandit murderous: "You are really a fledgling, kid, prepare to die!"
He raised his sword high and leaped towards Han Yi with a "Forced Splitting of Huashan".
Han Yi had no choice but to avoid it with another lazy roll, and then jumped up with a carp jump.
The bandit was experienced and reacted very quickly. After the sword missed, he adjusted in an instant and attacked with another "Sweeping the Thousands of Troops".
Clang!
Han Yi held a long sword with a ring head. He stared at the bandit's sword hand and chopped the end of the bandit's sword, shocking the bandit to step back several steps.
It is just as the saying goes: single sword depends on the hand, double sword depends on the walk!
Han Yi took the opportunity to step forward.
Chopping, splitting, lifting, sweeping, the key to swordplay is to use force to penetrate the tip of the sword and do it in one go!
Dang, dang, dang
Han Yi recalled the basic swordplay, and the more he fought, the smoother it became, and the more amazing his momentum became. He felt that his swordplay seemed to have made a new breakthrough.
Moreover, Han Yi's strength was originally stronger than that of the bandit, and he just lost the initiative at the beginning because of the bandit's sneak attack!
On the other hand, the bandit was exhausted from responding and defending, but the long attack will be broken, and the long defense will be lost!
Han Yi wrapped the flower over his back with a move, played a knife flower, and then cut the foot unexpectedly, hitting the bandit's thigh, and blood splattered everywhere!
"Ahhh... You forced me to do this!"
Seeing that his thigh was injured and it was difficult to escape, the bandit took out a strange bamboo tube from his arms, and before Han Yi could react, he opened the bamboo tube, and a blood-colored, round thing like a pill was thrown into his mouth.
After seeing this scene, a slight palpitation rose from Han Yi's heart.
He gathered his energy and blood, his body was as fast as lightning, he stood with his back and one hand holding a knife, and rushed towards the bandit with a "leap and chop"!
Bang!
After taking something like a pill, the bandit actually blocked Han Yi's attack with a knife in one hand.
"How could his strength become so great..." Han Yi's pupils dilated a little.
After taking this pill-like thing, the bandit's value suddenly reached '6~20'!
"Hahaha, this 'brute force poison' is really useful." The bandit laughed wildly and shouted.
His ordinary sweep was like a black bear's collision, with gusts of knife wind, and even the branches around the bowl-thick branches were cut off with one knife!
"What kind of power is this?" Han Yi's face changed suddenly, and he tried his best to dodge. After only one knife, he felt the tiger's mouth cracked and his arms were sore and weak.
Not only that, after swallowing the ‘brute force poison’, the bandit’s wound gradually healed and stopped bleeding!
Han Yi’s thoughts turned, ‘This kind of power cannot be without negative effects, there must be a time limit! ’
Han Yi stood and retreated, dodging everywhere.
The bandit’s face was pale, his eyes were red and lifeless, and his expression gradually became irritable, but he didn’t look like a human at all, but more like an angry insect!
Han Yi couldn’t retreat anymore in front of a huge rock.
With a bang
The bandit’s powerful and heavy force directly knocked Han Yi’s long sword away!
“Hiss... Finally, I finally caught you, hehe...” The bandit seemed to still have some consciousness.
Han Yi looked at the bandit, and it seemed that as his mind gradually lost, the bandit’s strength became stronger, and his comprehensive strength reached ‘6~35’!
“What should I do?” Han Yi’s thoughts turned, and suddenly a plan came to mind
He picked up a bowl of sand and threw it hard at the bandit’s head.
Secret Technique—Raising Sand!
This bandit was not in his right mind and did not know how to dodge. After being blinded by the sand that hit him, he could only roar and spin around.
"Good opportunity!" Han Yi's eyes flashed.
He reached over and took out his personal dagger.
Swish, swish!
"Hiss!" The bandit's knife-wielding hand was in pain, and he let out an inhuman cry of pain. With a clang, the big knife fell to the ground.
At this time, he discovered Han Yi's position, waved his arms, and rushed towards Han Yi with a roar.
Han Yi looked at his unorganized attacks and sighed secretly: "My boxing skills are much better than sword skills..."
Collapsing Mountain Fist - gravel!
The bandit's body flew backwards like a kite with its string broken, fell heavily to the ground, twitched a few times and stopped moving.
"Be a good person in your next life!"
