Chương 12: Purple Lightning Strike

Half of the cyclone disappeared without Ye Bumei's support. The rest of the bandits saw that Ye Bumei was stunned and rushed towards her with their weapons. Ye Anni quickly stabbed the bandits who were close to Ye Bumei. Thrusting and slahing her sword directly killed the two mountain bandits, but there were still two mountain bandits who continued to attack and slashed at Ye Bumei.

Seeing this, Ye Anni quickly used the Huang-level low-level fighting skills of the wind attribute, and there was no wind and waves. The huge wind volume directly blew the two bandits in front of Ye Bumei out. Ye Jiuding had just cleaned up the bandits in front of her too. Seeing that Ye Bumei almost died under the swords of the two, she quickly rushed towards the one that was hung by the wind volume. In front of the bandit, two punches pierced the bandit's back.

Ye Anni quickly stepped forward to wake up the stunned Ye Anni and stroked fluttering hair. He comforted: "That's the truth, either these gangsters who committed all evils killed us or we killed him, sister and I, like you, were stunned when I killed for the first time. Fortunately, Jiuding arrived in time, or else My life is long gone. Although we are women, we have to go through this step if we want to stand on higher and farther peaks and overlook the mountains."

Ye Bumei gradually recovered, and her clear eyes were filled with sharpness towards the enemy. She knew that being kind to the enemy was cruel to herself. Turning back and smiling at his sister, the two nodded and rushed to the next mountain bandit.

Ye Qingyang looked at the few mountain bandits who were killed by his fists, and he did not have the slightest fear of death and the kindness of the enemy in his heart, because he knows that the strong will not be kind to the enemy; I am not a Buddha, and I will not save all sentient beings. What I want to do is to be the strongest, the blood of the enemy is just a proof to myself, and the enemy is a stepping stone to reach the top.

So after he killed these thieves like babies killed ants with wooden sticks, he had been looking for strong ones on the battlefield.

He stood on the corpse of the mountain bandit and looked at the man with a strong body. He was dealing with four students with a long blue knife in his hand. Both sides were injured, but several students were already panting. The burly man didn't seem to be doing his best. Ye Qingyang decided that it was him who was fighting this time until the big man's cyan long sword held out a cyan sword energy.

"Old men, show me what step this big man has reached."

"How old are we? Ot looks like we are only forty years old, and I am in my early thirties, Yushu Linfeng, handsome and handsome, much younger than them."

"Fuck, you are all old goblins who have lived for tens of thousands of years, what are you pretending to be? Show me his strength."

"Well, the strength is one step higher than you at the sixth level of Yangshen, and the weapon in his hand should also be a low-grade magic weapon. Yes, it is a good material for you to practice." Qing Fuxi looked at it and said.

"Also, good material". There were a few drops of sweat on Ye Qingyang's head. Could it be that they were specially prepared for me to practice?

Taking a few deep breaths, Ye Qingyang rushed towards the big man.

The mountain bandit eldest brother's long sword slashed, and a student struggled to resist it with the long sword in his hand.

Several people were sweating profusely, I didn't expect this mountain bandit to be so powerful. The mountain bandit elder brother slashed at another student again. This time he used 80% of his strength. The light of the blue long knife was twice as strong as before, and there was a collision.

The cyan long sword of the mountain bandit eldest brother touched Xi Chengyu's long sword. Xi Chengyu was obviously unable to support it, and the tiger's mouth was shaking with pain, and the other students were also sitting limply on the ground without the slightest strength. Just when he was about to despair, the big man leaned forward, the big man turned around quickly, and Xi Chengyu escaped. A young man in white clothes stood opposite the big man.

I just listened to the young man saying slowly; "Come and fight with me."

Is he crazy. The four of us can't beat this mountain bandit. Does he want to deal with it alone?

I saw the big man with a sarcastic smile on his face, and hooked his hand at the boy in white.

Ye Qingyang saw that the big man looked down on him, looked at the few people who were slumped on the ground, walked over to the big tree on the right, and hooked at the big man. The scholar looked like a big man just now, smiling sarcastically.

The big man, the big brother of the mountain bandit, saw this and said, "Full of anger. A little brat dares to be shy, see if I won't hack you." He rushed over with the blue long sword.

Ye Qingyang stood on tiptoe, ready to explode at any time.

The big man was not slow, he rushed over in less than five seconds, and the long knife quickly slashed towards Ye Qingyang.

Ye Qingyang burst out with his right foot, and rushed into the arms of the big man with his elbow in his arms. The elbow slammed into the belly of the big man, the big man stepped back two steps in a row to stabilize his pace, and the blue long knife urged the sword light to slash at Ye Qingyang.

Ye Qingyang stepped back abruptly again, his footsteps slid on the soil, and as the blade just slashed down and rushed to the front of the big sweat, the big man thought that Ye Qingyang was going to repeat the action just now, and his hands suddenly grasped the handle of the knife. Stab down.

Ye Qingyang watched the big man stab down, and his face showed the expression that you have been tricked.

The body turned to the left, and shouted out the name of the low-level fighting skills of the yellow rank, Thunder Fist. The fist was printed on the right chest of the big man, and the big man was beaten back. Who knew that Ye Qingyang followed, and the fist was still printed there. The big man thought that the movement was slow. Just discovered. A crackling sound came from Ye Qingyang's hand.

Ye Qingyang used the nail fist to slam, and the second nail fist was sent out in succession, crackling, the purple electric light flashed on the fist, and the big man was screamed by the electric wow. Before Ye Qingyang gave up the attack, he kicked the big man's knee with his right foot.

The big man screamed in pain, and brought him to react. Under his eyelids, he saw Ye Qingyang's right foot slammed over and stepped back, and the big knife slashed directly at Ye Qingyang's right foot regardless of whether it was the blade or the back.

Seeing that the big man had recovered, Ye Qingyang put away his right foot, his fist met the side of the blue sword, and "Deng". The big man and Ye Qingyang took a step back.

The big man quickly activated his saber qi, and the cyan big saber turned into emerald green by infuriating qi, as if the saber was covered with a green membrane.

The green light fell along with the big sword. Ye Qingyang saw the great power of the sword and quickly dodged to the left. The tiger fist was printed on the position where the big man had just hit, and the big man reluctantly continued to cut it.

This time, Daomang directly brandish the blade and rushed towards Ye Qingyang. Seeing Daomang calling out, Ye Qingyang immediately ducked back. Lean back and slide backwards over the dirt without losing speed under your feet. Who would have guessed that the blade slashed out half a meter, and cut the white robe on Ye Qingyang's chest, leaving a bloodstain on his chest.

Ye Qingyang didn't care about that much anymore. Looking at the big man who was out of breath, he pushed all the remaining qi in his dantian to his right arm, and the lightning on his arm became heavier and heavier.

When the purple lightning condensed on his arm, Ye Qingyang shouted out a yellow-level intermediate martial skill - "Purple Lightning Strike!"