Chapter 211: Life-Chasing Poison Dragon Dart

Han Yi didn't give them any time to react. Then with a soft sound, he jumped among the people like a rabbit rising and falling, and slapped several times with his palms.

Even though the Evil-Breaking Strength tends to restrain Yin Qi, and the Rejuvenation Strength tends to assist and restore oneself, these two strengths are not specifically used to target the warrior's body itself, but strength is strength. When dealing with these ordinary warriors, there is a flow of strength. The palm of his hand is like a weapon with special effects. It will be injured if it is rubbed, and it will die if it is touched.

Han Yi just touched a few people's vests, necks, heads, etc., and they fell to the ground one after another.

In the end, only the young man in black was left. With his clever mind and fast hands and feet, he ran out of Han Yi's sight while Han Yi was dealing with several other people and had no time to take care of them.

But he could only stop there...

At the entrance of the cave, a huge boulder about five or six meters high, covered with green moss and solid ice, was tightly blocking the entrance of the cave.

This mechanism is a sophisticated mechanism specially set up by an expert in the Shadow Temple Pavilion in order to prevent his own power from being attacked. If there is an invasion from a foreign enemy, just follow the switch tips and press it lightly to lower the boulder and resist the invasion!

Maybe the people who designed the mechanism also knew that what they were doing in Yingsha Pavilion was not serious business. They might cause trouble one day and a powerful enemy would come to their door. Therefore, the mechanism was set up extremely hard. , it is simply difficult for others to break through.

However, as the saying goes, success is also Xiaohe, failure is Xiaohe...

If you don't know the secret of the switch, it will be difficult to get in from the outside, which also means it will be difficult to get out from the inside!

Perhaps, if there are a few Tongmai martial artist-level people who bombard it from the inside out for several days, they might be able to open the mechanism here.

But this young man in black only has the strength of the blood refining stage. Firstly, he doesn’t have time, and secondly, he doesn’t even have the strength!

When this man saw the huge stone mechanism in front of him, there was a trace of despair in his eyes, but then he fell to the ground and begged for mercy loudly: "Uncle, I am blind and blinded by lard, please. , spare my life!"

However, Han Yi was not moved at all. He walked over slowly with a calm expression.

"Uncle, I have a seventy-year-old mother and a three-year-old son. If I hadn't been forced into desperation by the government, there was really no other way. Otherwise, I wouldn't have joined Yingsha Pavilion and engaged in such a hated business. Your Excellency, please be merciful and let me go!"

This young man in black was really thinking very fast. He was like a cannonball, and one after another extremely miserable and touching things came out of his mouth, and he begged Han Yi for mercy as if he was crying.

"Is what you said true or false? You also have a little daughter?" Han Yi looked a little moved and sighed: "I also have a little daughter..."

"Uncle!" The young man in black seemed to have seen the hope of survival. He knelt on the ground, crawled in front of Han Yi with runny nose and tears, and reached out to hug Han Yi's thigh.

Of course, Han Yi just turned sideways slightly and hid.

This person didn't care and continued to cry: "Uncle, you don't know, I really lived a worse life in Yingsha Pavilion. It was fine when I first joined, but I had to complete two orders every year, or Just pay fifty taels of silver.

But later, it became more and more excessive. Now, we are required to complete at least ten orders every year, or else we have to pay five hundred taels of silver! "

"Then why don't you quit?" Han Yi asked in a calm tone.

"Ah?" This person reacted very quickly and said, "Uncle, it's not that I don't want to quit. The main thing is that they threatened me, especially the damn Hall Master Leng. He claimed that if I dared to quit, I would be killed. My whole family, old and young, were all killed!"

As he spoke, he leaned forward again, wanting to hug Han Yi's thigh as if begging for mercy.

"Hey, it turns out you are a pitiful person too..." Han Yi did not dodge this time. He just lowered his eyelids and sighed, seemingly sympathetic to this person's experience.

"Yes, uncle, I am also forced to have no choice..." The young man in black prostrated again, closing the distance between him and Han Yi.

"It's a pity, it's a pity..." Han Yi looked up at the sky, as if he was caught in some kind of memory, "It's a pity that my daughter was killed by your Yingsha Pavilion!"

"Yes, yes..." The young man in black's attention was not on him at all, and he was dealing with it absently.

"Um?"

He raised his head suddenly, as if he realized that he had said the wrong thing. The next moment, there was the sound of exploding wind, and in front of him, a leg shadow appeared in front of him, then enlarged, and then everything entered darkness.

boom!

With a loud noise, his whole body was hit like mud by Han Yi's whip and was hit hard on the boulder. The white, yellow and red blood immediately flowed to the ground, and there was still a trace of the wrong words on his face. Look of horror.

Ding Ling clang!

There was an undercut at the edge of the sword, and the blade was as thin as ice. The sword was slightly curved into an arc, with a blue luster on it. It was obviously a dagger coated with poison. From then on, it slipped from the palm of the man's arms.

"You are not really like the old and the young. Unfortunately, neither am I..."

Not sure whether he was happy or sad, Han Yi sighed. He was no longer the young boy who had just left the country. If the words of the young man in black had been spoken in the past, he might still have believed them a little, or even softened his heart. And now......

To join the Shadow Pavilion, one must go through a process of screening, fighting, and assessment. Just like the dead young man in black, he must perform a certain number of tasks, assassinate a considerable number of people, and then apply for assessment. Finally, after training, he becomes ruthless, cruel, vicious, insidious, and unscrupulous, and will truly become a member of the Shadow Pavilion!

Just like the old saying, people go to relatives, birds go to forests, and devils go to the Five Goddesses. It can be said that there is no good person who can hang around in the Shadow Pavilion!

So, even if Han Yi did not notice the little tricks in this person's hands, he would not really believe his words!

After all, Han Yi, who has seen many intrigues, open and secret struggles, intrigues and fighting among warriors, has long grown into a qualified old Jianghu.

The dragon-slaying boy finally became a dragon!

What is an old Jianghu, cheating, abducting, and ambushing!

Just like now!

Swish!

Han Yilai didn't think much, and a series of sharp sounds of breaking through the air came from behind him!

Those were flying knives, with a diamond-shaped appearance and sharp blades. The tip of the blade also emitted a blue luster, and it was deeper and more blue!

Behind Han Yi, Leng Wuchang had quietly approached him at some point. At this time, his neat long hair had already been messy, his face had an abnormal blush, and his narrow eyes were full of malice.

Leng Wuchang took out the flying knives from his arms and then ejected them, drawing arcs or straight lines in the air, heading straight for Han Yi's vital points.

This is Leng Wuchang's famous skill, and also his unique hidden weapon technique - "Chasing Life Poison Dragon Dart".

This kind of dart was specially made by Master Leng Wuchang. It has excellent armor-piercing effect and is coated with a deadly poison. As long as a dart breaks through the skin, the poisoned person will die immediately. And this is not the most important thing...

The key is that this kind of dart is specially made and can be infused with strength, so this skill is invincible when combined with the black evil power he has practiced!

The black evil power is an extremely insidious and difficult to detect power. This power specifically attacks the internal organs of the human body. During the fight, it penetrates into the human body silently and destroys it secretly. Usually when the opponent finds out, his heart meridians have already been cut off. It can be said that it has brought flexibility and insidiousness to the extreme!

In Leng Wuchang's previous fighting experience, as long as the poisoned darts and the unpoisoned darts wrapped with strength were mixed and thrown back and forth, facing a large number of hidden weapons that suddenly attacked, most people's first choice would definitely be to dodge, but under the sneak attack, it is inevitable that some darts would not be able to dodge...

At this time, most people would definitely choose to resist the unpoisoned darts between the poisoned darts and the unpoisoned darts. At this time, the black evil force would quietly penetrate into the opponent's body...

So, no matter which dart, as long as it hits, it can often be easily solved in a few rounds.

This is also Leng Wuchang's killer move that was able to defeat several martial artists before!

He is confident that this sneak attack, no martial artist under Tongmai can dodge it, and even martial artists of the same level, more than 90% of martial artists find it difficult to dodge!

Of course, Han Yi is not among these 90%

Facing the cold light, his face was as calm as water, his body was as light as a swallow, and his legs seemed to have turned into countless blurred afterimages. He just moved lightly and quickly, and swept the darts one by one, as if he had predicted the trajectory of the darts.

This style, called "Swallow Walk", focuses on speed and agility, and all the blood and qi are gathered on the legs.

It was originally a leg technique used for physical movement, but Han Yi used it to dodge, and added the keen sixth sense brought by the concentration characteristic.

As he rose and fell, the hidden weapons flying over were unloaded, and they fell to the ground with a "clang".

Han Yi's figure was surrounded by darts, walking leisurely, free and easy.

The more Leng Wuchang threw darts, the more panicked he became. His killing moves that were always effective against the enemy were now easily resolved by the black-clothed man in front of him wearing a judge's mask.

Looking at this man's appearance, he recalled some rumors he had heard when he was collecting intelligence before...

Swish, swish, swish!!

The last wave of darts was thrown by Leng Wuchang. He gritted his teeth and glanced at the boulder mechanism from the corner of his eyes. His face was extremely ugly.

Bang!

He soared into the sky like an onion, jumped onto the boulder with a flash, and looked back at Han Yi.

"Are you the black-faced judge?" Leng Wuchang crossed his hands, each holding a dagger, and said angrily.

'The black-faced judge has a dark face, a mighty figure, and holds an iron pen and a wooden sign. Although his face is dark, he is the most iron-faced and selfless, and specializes in killing people who have done many evil things; although he is cruel, he hates evil as much as his enemy, and only punishes evil and promotes good! '

This set of stories by the storyteller has long been popular in Anyan City. Leng Wuchang has naturally heard people talk about it, but at that time, he just laughed it off and didn't take it seriously.

What black-faced judge, what justice for heaven, he has seen many people, that black-faced judge must be a hypocritical, opportunist who pursues false reputation, and only bullies ordinary warriors!

"Yes or no, what difference does it make." Han Yi replied indifferently.

"Sir, we have no hatred, why do we have to fight, why don't we sit down and chat and drink tea together?" Leng Wuchang looked sincere, but his body moved secretly to a certain place on the boulder. He had already wanted to retreat in his heart.

When he was mobilizing his Qi and blood just now, he hadn't noticed it yet. Now that he stopped, he only felt a dull pain in his waist and abdomen where he was hit by the Black-faced Judge.

Black-faced Judge, this man is obviously a Tongmai Rujin martial artist, but he hides his strength, uses poison pills, and secretly launches sneak attacks. He really doesn't have the demeanor of a martial artist at all, and is far from the upright and aboveboard described in the storybook!

A person's reputation is like a tree's shadow. When he thought that the Black-faced Judge was a martial artist before, he didn't care in his heart. Now that he is sure that this person is a martial artist, he sighs.

Leng Wuchang cursed Han Yi in his heart, completely forgetting that he had just attacked Han Yi from behind with a dart.

Of course, even though he cursed in his heart, Leng Wuchang still had a smile on his face: "I was rude just now and offended you. I am willing to give you a hundred taels of gold to resolve the misunderstanding. How about it?"

'A hundred taels of gold? ’

Han Yi raised his eyebrows slightly. One thousand taels of silver was really a lot, but if he killed this person, wouldn’t it all belong to him?

Besides, he had killed so many people from the Yingsha Pavilion and almost destroyed the stronghold here, but he only left the strongest hall master who liked to hurt people secretly. Isn’t this asking for trouble?

It’s said that the misunderstanding was resolved and laughed it off, but is the hatred in the martial arts world so easy to resolve? He, Han Yi, is not a three-year-old child. How could he be easily fooled?

And, the most important thing is...

The most important thing is that he, who has just experienced the fighting power of a martial artist, is like a child who has a new toy. The few moves just now were just a barely warm-up, and there is still a long way to go before he can enjoy it!

Since Tongmai, the continuous aggrieved experiences have made Han Yi depressed. He has long wanted to find an opponent with similar strength to fight!

But all the Tongmai Rujin martial artists are arrogant and look down on others. They either have power behind them or are proud of their status. They will never fight easily.

Because everyone's strength is similar, and the vitality of martial artists is tenacious. If they can't beat them, they can run away. If they don't have a fatal blow, if they offend an enemy of similar strength, they may be killed by their enemies one day when they go out!

Therefore, Tongmai martial artists generally don't fight each other unless there is a life-and-death feud or a dispute over territory.