Chapter 212 Five Injuries and Seven Breaks
What's more, Han Yi can count the number of Tongmai martial arts masters he knows on one hand. Let's not mention Liang Chengyue who can beat him. The rest of Huang Ze, Li Chengfeng and others are either not familiar with each other and cannot be exposed. If you are not an enemy due to your own strength, you must kill him with one strike...
Therefore, Han Yi was really speechless. After opening the meridians, it was difficult to find an enemy to practice with!
And today, it is not easy to meet an opponent with similar strength, but also has no helpers and cannot escape... Isn't it God's will? We must make good use of it!
Thinking of this, Han Yi's aura became more and more astonishing, and a bright light flashed in his eyes. He was vaguely looking forward to Leng Wuyang's offensive, and just wanted to have a hearty battle!
Leng Wuyang, who was on the boulder, saw that Han Yi had not replied for a long time, and the fake smile on his face dissipated a little bit unconsciously. But when he saw Han Yi's eagerness to try, the smile on his face completely disappeared. .
"Your Excellency, I am trying to persuade you, why insist on going your own way?" Leng Wuyang completely put away the fake smile on his face and said coldly: "You know, I am the only one who knows the secret of the mechanism here. If it takes too long, Come on, I have someone from the Yingsha Pavilion headquarters. Even if you have great abilities, you can’t fly without wings. If you turn the conflict into friendship, I will give you a big gift!"
After hearing this, Han Yi smiled silently. This Leng Wu was so rampant that he began to threaten people when he failed to induce them. How should I put it? Maybe everyone in the murder industry in Yingcha Pavilion was like this, and they would subconsciously pursue interests. Maximize and consider losses and gains.
Therefore, Leng Wuyang was also calculating the gains and losses at this time. He calculated that if Han Yi fought with him, it would be a loss-making deal!
But in fact, maybe even Leng Wuyang himself didn't realize that the deepest thought in his heart that he didn't want to think about was that he was scared!
His biggest killing move was easily broken by Han Yi. His past experience in dealing with other martial arts masters instantly melted like blisters. His self-confidence had been shaken!
As the old saying goes, only the weak will waver and try to scare others with words!
That’s why he had just threatened and lured you!
But now Han Yi is not affected by these external objects at all, and his heart is extremely pure. There seems to be a hot beast in his heart, with only one thought lingering...
Come and fight!
"I said, do you have five thousand taels of gold?" Han Yi raised his head and asked abruptly.
"What?" Han Yi spoke suddenly, so that the restless Leng Wuyang didn't hear it at all: "Say it again!"
"I said..." Han Yi breathed in and spoke out, full of energy.
"I said, I'm waiting for the medicine to wear off. What are you waiting for?"
This time, Leng Wuyang really heard everything clearly.
"Efficacy?" He asked doubtfully, and suddenly he realized what he was doing. He looked down at the boulder, which was stained with some white powder and emitted a faint odor.
This is "White Mystic Moth Powder", which has the effects of calming the mind, activating blood circulation and relieving pain. It is often used for insomnia, hyperactivity, injuries and bleeding. However, if this powder is used together with "Golden Light Pills", it will have a strong anesthetic effect, making people confused, drowsy, and forced to sleep.
This was also the little self-defense routine that Lien Chengyue taught Qianxue, and Qianxue naturally taught Han Yi these little routines, along with the medicine in the bottles and jars, before they parted ways.
At this time, Leng Wuyang understood in an instant, and his complexion changed drastically. His nose and mouth had long been numbed by the pungent smell released by the "Jinguang Pill". Without noticing it for a moment, he was accidentally poisoned by such a simple thing. The trap!
He usually thinks of himself as a master who plays with poisons. Unexpectedly, he hunts geese all day long, but in the end he is pecked and blinded by geese!
"you!!!"
Leng Wuyang was furious. He stood up on the spot and was about to rush down and kill Han Yi.
Unfortunately, this time the medicine really took effect!
Leng Wuyang felt that the world around him was being pulled into a trance. The light and shadow were distorted, and the world was spinning. The objects around him seemed to have lost their fixed shape and were constantly swaying in his sight. Looking around, he felt a sense of confusion. Gradually, his body also Starting to lose balance.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Han Yi quietly used Flying Swallow Legs. He seemed to be walking in small steps, but the distance of ten feet was covered in one step, and a boulder five or six meters high flew up.
He concentrated all the evil-breaking strength in his right hand and struck forward suddenly!
The swift wind characteristics brought by the Flying Swallow Legs and the violent strike characteristics of the Thunder Palm are layered on top of each other.
But after all, Leng Wuyang was a person who was often exposed to poisons, and he had a certain resistance to this kind of drug. He forced himself to use the Black Evil Technique, and he actually broke free from the hypnosis in a few breaths.
However, when Leng Wuyang noticed something strange, it was too late.
He only had time to gather his strength and block Han Yi's attack with his arms.
Bang bang bang bang bang!
Han Yi struck out one palm after another, and with the blessing of the wild attack characteristic, he struck out five palms in a row, each hitting Leng Wumang's waist and abdomen, where he was injured before.
The first three palms all hit Leng Wumang's arm. The black evil energy and the evil breaking energy were offset and resolved, like hitting a sponge that has absorbed water.
With the fourth palm, Han Yi finally swung Leng Wumang's arm away.
But under the wild strike characteristic, one palm is faster than the other, and the power is also stronger than the other.
The last palm, the fifth palm, finally broke through all obstacles and hit his waist firmly.
The wound here immediately eroded the flesh and blood flowed wildly.
In the midst of severe pain, Leng Wuchang finally regained consciousness. He barely found some balance, used all his black evil power in one palm, gathered all his strength in his hand, and pushed Han Yi with all his strength.
Bang! ! !
This time, the two of them were truly fighting with all their strength.
With one move, Han Yi's evil-breaking power was fierce and masculine, like a lion charging and roaring at the other party.
But Leng Wuchang's black evil power was like a slippery black venomous snake, secretly drilling into Han Yi's body and hurting him.
Dong Dong Dong!
The two forces offset each other at the moment of collision. Han Yi's body was shaken back by this huge impact force. He quickly adjusted his position in mid-air and landed lightly in the corridor. He took several steps back, leaving deep footprints on the ground with each step, crushing the stone slabs.
Leng Wuchang on the opposite side was not doing well either. He had an injury on his waist and had to deal with it hastily in the end. Han Yi was ready to strike. He suddenly hit the ice on the boulder, creating a dent, shaking the boulder and leaving holes all over the ice.
‘A martial artist with Tongmai Rujin is indeed not comparable to ordinary martial artists! ’ In the underground corridor, Han Yi stared at Leng Wuchang's actions with a serious expression, not daring to be careless.
When he dealt with the ordinary martial artists of Yingsha Pavilion just now, those people did not resist at all, but the speed and strength of the ordinary martial artists were very slow in his opinion, just like watching a movie video with slow playback, so he could easily deal with it like killing chickens and pigs.
It was precisely because of this that the young man in black was terrified and did not dare to attack head-on, but only dared to attack secretly.
When they really face martial artists of the same level, their strengths are almost the same... In Han Yi's eyes, Leng Wuchang's movements will return to normal speed, and every attack of Leng Wuchang has considerable power, so he must be careful to deal with it.
The most important thing is...
Han Yi glanced at his arms, especially the arm that was facing Leng Wuchang, and blood was faintly oozing out of the skin on it.
This time, he was really injured. Leng Wuchang's black evil power was like a disgusting venomous snake. If bitten, a hidden and persistent wound would appear.
However, fortunately, he can still use the rejuvenation power to recover a little.
But in this collision just now, he also found a problem. Although he may be slightly stronger than Leng Wuchang in comprehensive strength, he is much worse than him in terms of strength application skills!
In other words, the two may be at the same level, but Leng Wuchang's strength generation speed, burst speed, or reserve capacity are all one level higher than Han Yi!
Han Yi's lack of common sense knowledge of martial artists may be difficult to find when dealing with martial artists with lower cultivation than him, but when compared with martial artists of the same level, all kinds of problems are completely exposed.
'It seems that finding information after Tongmai Rujin must be given priority! '
Han Yi had an urgent thought in his mind.
'It seems that this person is not as strong as me. He is very rough in the use of strength and can only use some small tricks, but I am seriously injured at this time. Maybe I have to delay time! '
Although Leng Wuchang in the boulder pit had a bloody patch on his waist and abdomen, his eyes were also flashing with brilliance, and he kept making various calculations.
The black evil skill he learned is a sinister martial art. The strength is cold and penetrating the internal organs, but the injured person will not feel it at all, which can kill people suddenly in battle.
After practicing to perfection, the black evil strength is even known as the five injuries and seven breaks.
The five injuries refer to the damage to the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys.
The seven cuts refer to the fact that the force released casually can break the opponent's heart, blood, tendons, liver, intestines, kidney water, bones, and wrist.
Of course, the highest level of this martial art, the seven cuts, is not as magical as described, but just an ideal bragging.
But the five injuries can be easily done.
Leng Wuchang once learned a skill to use force in the pavilion, which can burst out a large amount of force in a short period of time and penetrate into the opponent's body. If he can do this to Han Yi, he believes that this person will definitely die in half an hour!
After all, in the fight just now, Leng Wuchang has already figured out Han Yi's background. His strength is average, and he can only hit the force directly. It is a completely wild way. Moreover, this person's strength, except for the strength being a bit strong, has no additional special effects. At first glance, he chose the simplest and most common martial arts to break through.
It can be said that there is a little strength, but not much!
Thinking of this, Leng Wuchang couldn't help but smile.
"Hiss..." At this time, the muscles moved the wound on his waist and abdomen, and the pain made him grin, and the smile turned into sadness.
'Not good, this person might want to delay time! ' Han Yi looked serious and saw Leng Wuchang's thoughts at once.
After all, Tongmai martial artist's vitality is amazing, and he doesn't think that the blow on Leng Wuchang's waist just now can kill this person.
Now Leng Wuchang has been staying on the boulder without moving. There are only a few possibilities. One is to recover from the wound, and the other is to delay time and wait for rescue!
Thinking of this, Han Yi made a new move.
He bent down and picked up a few medicine bottles from the bag on the ground.
Crackling!
The medicine bottles drew an arc and were easily thrown from the ground by Han Yi into the depression of the boulder.
At the same time, his voice was also accompanied: "Master Leng, I see that you are seriously injured. I am a very upright and aboveboard person who values fairness and justice. Here are a few bottles of the best healing pills for you to heal your wounds... After your wounds are healed, we will fight one-on-one again!"
It would have been better if Han Yi hadn't said it. When he said this, Leng Wuchang was immediately furious. He glanced at the yellow ointment swept on the ground, jumped out of the depression, and said in shock and anger: "Black-faced Judge, you are so shameless. People in the world say that you are a gentleman, but now it seems that you are even more despicable than the most despicable one!"
In a rage, he immediately cursed. It's not that he has never seen ruthless people. He himself is not a good person, but it's the first time he has seen the Black-faced Judge who is so sanctimonious and more sinister than him.
In anger, he was murderous. If he didn't use thundering means to deal with this kind of people in the first place, there would be endless troubles!
"......."
Han Yi was quite speechless. Most of the materials Qianxue prepared for him were actually for healing and recovery, so what he threw just now was indeed healing ointment.
However, looking at Leng Wuchang's appearance, it seemed that he was bitten by a snake once and was afraid of the rope for ten years...
Under stress, as expected, this person couldn't stand the stimulation and rushed out.
Seeing that Han Yi didn't reply at all, Leng Wuchang looked like he was hit by his own heart, and he became even more angry. Without saying a word, he took a step forward, turned around in the air, raised his right leg high like a python biting a man, and smashed it hard at Han Yi!
According to common sense, even when attacking with a high leg on the ground, the middle door will often be wide open, leaving a huge flaw, and the perineum, heart, internal organs and other vital parts will be exposed, and high leg means that there is only one fulcrum left, the center of gravity is unstable, and it is very easy to fall.
This was the case on the ground, so doing this attack in midair would undoubtedly leave a bigger flaw, but when Leng Wuchang used this move, there was a faint flow of power in the center, and it was obvious that he had not really exposed his weakness.
Han Yi was not foolish enough to resist easily, and fell into this trap. He used the flying swallow kick again and easily dodged to a distance of three feet.
Bang!
The black hard rock floor was easily smashed into stone powder by Leng Wuchang, but he didn't care that his leg missed.
Then, he touched the ground with his toes, and his center of gravity swayed. The next moment, he retracted his right leg and coiled up like a cobra hunting...
