My Martial Arts Can Train Themselves

Yang Yi looked for several rooms one after another, but he didn't find the shadow of the treasure, but the good news is that the people in the whole stockade are dead and none of them are alive.

I found the nave from the backyard and found only some scattered silver coins and wine and food.

Yang Yi is insipid. He comes to the hospital and considers whether to clean up the body first.

These corpses are exposed here and have a strong smell of blood. It's easy to attract monsters again.

Dong Dong!

Just then, a movement came from a remote corner of the yard.

Yang Yi is alert. He swings to the side and puts his hand into the poison powder bag.

The sound seemed to come from the cellar under the shed.

Someone seems to be locked down.

Yang Yi is afraid to determine the identity of the other party.

It may be ordinary people who have been kidnapped.

It may also be the surviving mountain bandits hiding here.

Dong Dong, Dong Dong!

The voice over there is getting more and more urgent.

About to break through the seal of the cellar.

Yang Yi hesitated, but finally his heart crossed and approached quietly.

This is a good time to wipe out the enemy in one fell swoop!

Patter!

The seal was forcibly broken.

A figure just emerged from it.

Yang Yi spilled the poison powder.

"Ah!"

Someone screamed and fell.

"Uncle, are you okay?"

At the same time, there are others eager to say.

It seems that there are two female voices.

"They're still there. Be careful!"

Just now, the exposed man's eyes were filled with purple poison powder, which was painful and cracked, but he still said in a loud voice: "heroes, we didn't intend to escape, but we heard a loud fight outside last night... Don't worry, my anther Gang promised you that there would be no less money!"

"Anther Gang?"

Yang Yizheng is preparing to continue to sprinkle purple poison powder into the cellar.

Hearing the name mentioned by the other party, the action on his hand stagnated.

"Next time, don't blame me for slicing your meat and drinking." Yang Yi pretended with a rough and crazy voice.

"I dare not. I hope the strong man will show mercy." The other party quickly showed weakness.

Now Yang Yixin is a little.

If the other party is really from the anther Gang, it's really hard to move. It's not difficult to kill them. The key is that people from the anther gang will continue to harass them in the future.

Since he planned to use it as his stronghold to collect spiritual Yun.

Naturally, I don't want to be disturbed.

Hesitate for a moment.

He said in a deep voice, "come up one by one."

Retreat to the back of the shed and pour strength into your fingertips.

It can be seen from the contact just now that the other party is not an expert. If there is any change, he can kill immediately.

"OK."

The voice of the cellar sounded helplessly.

Soon a middle-aged man climbed out slowly.

Then came two women.

As the purple poison powder was still filled at the mouth of the cave, they closed their mouths and noses and quickly dispersed to both sides.

"Are they?"

Yang Yi was stunned.

I found that the two women carrying baskets were Jiang Qing and Jiang Hong.

He hesitated for a moment and put down his fingers. He had no intention of coming forward to say hello, so he hid in the dark.

Anyway, it's not a relationship that needs to be greeted. Yang Yi doesn't want the other party to thank him. It's better to do more than less. It's best if they can leave on their own after they recover their freedom.

However, if they were greedy when they saw the tragedy of Tunlong stronghold, he wouldn't mind beating. Anyway, Yang Yi was half masked and made a sharp move. He shouldn't expose his identity.

"Uncle, all the people outside are dead. It seems that someone really washed Tunlong stronghold last night!"

After all, they are members of the anther sect. They took antidote pills with them and soon cleared the influence of the poison powder. However, the middle-aged man called third uncle still couldn't open his eyes.

"Who was the person who used the poison just now?" Jiang Hong looked around cautiously.

"Hero, we're coming up. What's next?" The middle-aged man shouted.

Yang Yi hid behind the hut, held his breath and did not respond.

After waiting for a while, the middle-aged man said decisively: "even if Tunlong stronghold is bloodwashed, there must be more than one party here. It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. Let's go!"

The two sisters helped the middle-aged man away quickly.

Yang Yizheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Several arrows were fired from behind.

Indole! Indole!

Yang Yi dodged by virtue of Xu Dang.

The arrows were all planted in the haystack.

"What a thief! How dare you kill my brother in Tunlong stronghold!"

The sound was like a bell, and the rage sounded. A large man in brocade clothes swept in like a black ghost. His hands became claws and his strength poured in, directly exploding the thatched shed.

Yang Yi points out several punches one after another and stitches them together with the other party.

However, the other side is fierce, and the realm is a real spinning force realm. He can only fight and retreat at the same time.

"Lift the Yin leg!"

Yang Yi drinks low and throws his fists together at the same time, like a bull colliding.

The man in brocade clothes instinctively protected his strength in his lower body. When Yang Yi's fist hit, he knew he was deceived.

Then bite your teeth and scold secretly, grasp the ground with the soles of your feet, and protect your strength in front of you in a hurry.

Unexpectedly, Yang Yi's fist road changed again. He turned his fist into a palm and sprayed a large amount of purple poison powder.

"Ah!"

The man in brocade clothes was caught in the eye and screamed.

Yang Yi made a successful move and immediately clenched his fist and performed the shaking mountain style. However, at the moment, several arrows came from the nearby grass.

But I can only jump out of the position first.

The landing point is just close to the sister Jiang Qing.

"It's from the anther gang."

The man in brocade clothes opened his eyes with fierce pain. When he saw Yang Yi standing with Jiang Qing and others, he immediately understood that it was the anther helper who destroyed his stockade.

"Be careful, he is the master of Tunlong stronghold. Long Kun, the realm of rotating force, has a strong skill of Yuan finger!"

Jiang Qing quickly analyzed the situation.

The masked man in front of us should be the expert who killed Tunlong stronghold.

It's hard to say whether they came from their own gangs, but at least they have a common enemy right now.

"Is that him?"

Yang Yi's eyes twinkled.

He didn't expect that the other party had escaped the suppression of two martial arts.

It is likely that he was not in the stronghold last night.

"Die!"

Long Kun became very angry when he heard the Jinyuan finger.

Use your body method to hit Yang Yi.

"You take care of the archers."

Yang Yi dropped a word, didn't hide or flash, and rushed up to fight with long Kun.

At present, the fist and claw fight for more than ten rounds, and the strength is overflowing. It's hard to give up.

"Why don't you use Jin Yuan's finger?"

Yang Yi suddenly asked.

"Hum, how can you kill a chicken with an ox knife!"

Long Kun was so angry that his face turned red and his strength was a little stronger.

Yang Yi is not in a hurry. His arms block the incoming claw, his fingers close together and point out, right in the chest.

Long kunben was poisoned. Coupled with Yang Yi's language provocation, Qi and blood surged, which exacerbated the spread of the toxin.

When he saw himself in a very familiar instruction, he had a dreamy trance.

Isn't that his Jin Yuan finger?!

How did it come out of each other's hands?

"You!"

Long Kun finally understood now.

The strange thing happened in his practice last night is that the man in front of him was making trouble, but how did the other party do it, eat his moves and use them for himself

I have no energy to think.

Long Kun was dizzy, shook Yang Yi's fingering with his strength, and staggered back a few steps.

The blood hole in the shoulder was like a blooming flower, which quickly dyed the whole skirt red.

"Where is the storehouse of Tunlong stronghold? I said I could spare you!"

Yang Yi questioned again.

"Me."

Long Kun hasn't spoken yet.

Yang Yi's fist roared to his chest, and his strength came out through his body. Then he punched several times until the other party didn't breathe.