Chapter 42 This Sword, Blue Jade
I saw the man in black leaping over the city wall more than ten meters high like flying over an eaves and walking over a wall.
"Keep chasing!"
After the man in black was injured, the value on his side had changed from '22~28' to '22 (21) ~ 28 (25)'.
Hit the drowned dog with a stick. If you don't chase him now, how long will it take?
Without thinking, Han Yi circulated his energy and blood, activated his 'Flying Swallow Legs - Swallow Walks', leaped high, crossed the city wall, and chased after the man in black.
Near the west side of Anyan City, halfway up the hillside, in the woods.
Under the bright moonlight, the two were chasing each other one after the other.
There was a person in front of him, with a thin body, not broad shoulders, but extremely long arms and legs. One hand was naturally hanging on his leg, while the other hand was covering the wound on his arm.
Dozens of sleeping birds suddenly flew away under the swaying of the branches, circling and flying in the air.
The two of them were like agile apes, using their hands and feet to jump between trees.
Tick tock, tick tock
Little bits of blood were scattered in the forest.
As the man in black rapidly circulated his Qi and blood, the wound that had been temporarily sealed with Qi and blood began to bleed again.
"What a great opportunity!" Han Yi's eyes lit up.
The man in black seemed to be bleeding from a wound, and his speed suddenly slowed down a bit.
Whoosh!
Han Yi raised his hand, and a powerful and heavy hidden arrow shot towards the vest of the man in black like a bullet leaving the muzzle of a gun.
A sharp sound of breaking through the air came from behind the man in black, and he leaned forward without thinking.
There was a stinging sound.
The man in black dodged the hidden arrow, but he lost sight of the other and accidentally missed the treetop with his feet. His body fell from the tree and the hood on his head was torn open.
The man in black grabbed the branch with his right hand in the air, flew forward and used the force, rolled on the grass, stabilized his body and stood up.
"Fortunately, I didn't chase the wrong person. It was you, Wu Awei!"
Han Yi jumped down from the treetop in one step. He had already memorized the portrait on the wanted poster, and now he was even more happy when he compared it.
After all, if you chase the wrong person, there will be no reward!
"Brother, please be merciful and merciful. Let me go. I'll give you all the money I have. How about that?"
Wu Awei leaned against the big tree, breathing heavily, staring at the meaning behind him, looking extremely panicked.
"Your leg skills are really difficult. You can run so fast even though you are injured."
Although Han Yi was far stronger than Wu Awei, he did not rush to attack, but slowly paced around Wu Awei.
"Brother, we have something to discuss. I know you are here for the reward from the Martial Alliance. How about I give you my family martial arts, 'Ruying Legs'? Buy a copy!”
Wu Awei's body was trembling slightly, and big beads of sweat were pouring down like rain. It seemed that the wound caused by the hidden arrow was unbearable.
While he was talking, Wu Awei put his hand into his arms, as if he was groping for the secret book, trying to take out the 'Ruying Leg'.
"oh?"
Han Yi was slightly moved. To be honest, who wouldn't be tempted by Xuanjie martial arts? The highest-grade thing he had was just the "Flying Swallow Legs" from the lower-grade Huangjie martial arts.
But, if you kill him, you can get the secret book?
Could a flower picker be so naive?
puff!
The two of them sprinkled a bag of lime powder at the same time.
"ah!!"
"my eyes!"
Wu Awei's cry of pain rang out from the lime dust.
Han Yi was on guard for a long time, quickly took a few steps back and hid.
After all, he had long since given up any hope in the character of warriors in this world.
Wu Awei grabbed a few more handfuls of lime powder from his arms and scattered them around randomly.
Suddenly, white smoke filled the air, and Wu Awei turned around and ran away.
"Don't run, stop!"
Han Yi shouted sharply.
Whoosh, whoosh
He threw out several hidden weapons to stop Wu Awei.
Crack!
The silver sword was unsheathed, and the sharp sword glowed silver in the moonlight.
At the moment when Wu Awei seemed to want to escape, he suddenly turned around, like lightning, all the strength of his body was concentrated on the silver sword, leaving no room for maneuver, and stabbed Han Yi in the heart like a bolt of lightning. !
"This sword is called Sapphire!"
"Ha ha!"
"Sure enough, he is a rookie who has just entered the bone refining stage. He doesn't even know how to hide his strength." Wu Awei raised the corners of his mouth with a sarcastic look.
"I have already reached the late stage of bone refining!"
He also avoided Han Yi's lime, pretending to be blinded, and tempting Han Yi to pursue him.
Wu Awei has already begun to imagine the scene after the silver sword penetrates the heart. He feels that this is the strongest sword since he learned to use it.
He was confident that no one could stop this sword except his master!
Poof!
The silver sword seemed to pierce something.
The moonlight is faint and dusty.
Wu Awei could only faintly see what seemed to be blood spattering.
Bang!
In the blood, a pair of iron hands clamped the silver sword. No matter how hard Wu Awei tried, the silver sword could not move forward even an inch.
"too weak!"
"Collapse Mountain Fist - Split the Earth!"
puff!
Wu Awei flew backwards in an instant. He didn't know how many sternum bones were broken. All he could see was a dent in his chest!
Bang!
The leaves fell, leaving a human-shaped hole in the tree.
"Blood, as bloody as a shirt, you...you are actually in the blood refining stage..."
Wu Awei stared at Han Yi with his eyes wide open. He didn't expect that there would be a quasi-martial artist in the Blood Refining Stage who would accept his reward for a few dozen taels of silver.
His body twitched, and vitality quickly drained from his body. He wanted to say something at last, but the luster in his eyes quickly dissipated, and only a look of unwillingness was revealed in his eyes.
"You are hiding your strength, aren't you..."
"You are obviously in the late stage of Bone Refining, but you pretend to be in the early stage of Bone Refining. You are obviously good at leg skills, but you use sword skills to cover it up."
When chasing just now, Han Yi found that Wu Awei's leg skills obviously exceeded the strength of the '22~28' above his head.
The lower limit of the value 22 can only represent Wu Awei's body defense in the late stage of Bone Refining, and 28 represents the maximum attack power of the whole person in the late stage of Bone Refining.
It is possible that the leg skills exceed the performance that the value should have, but when Han Yi found that he could barely catch up with Wu Awei by using all his strength in the Blood Refining Stage, he felt that things were not simple.
This is even when Wu Awei was injured, and his speed was still so fast.
So, Han Yi took advantage of the situation and showed weakness to the enemy, luring Wu Awei to take the initiative to attack, and then he won in one fell swoop.
It can be said that in this game, Wu Awei pretended to be blinded and stood on the third floor, while Han Yi had already stood in the atmosphere!
However, this Wu Awei is also a strange person. A warrior in the late stage of bone refining is also considered a backbone combat force in Anyan City. It would be great to become a worshiper and find a family to join.
Why bother to be a flower thief and bear a bad reputation.
I can only say that everyone has their own ambitions, Han Yi shook his head.
He stood not far away, and when he saw the value on Wu Awei's head turned into '0~0', he walked over leisurely.
Han Yi leaned down and prepared to touch the corpse more and more skillfully!
