Chapter 304: Yunzhou (II)

Under the bridge, at some point, Ya'er let go of her hand...

A sweet smile was left on her face, which seemed to be an apology for doing something wrong, and also seemed to be a blessing to her sister...

Ya'er's figure fell quickly and disappeared into the white mist in the blink of an eye.

"No!!!!!"

Tantai Xunzhen roared wildly, his black hair quickly turned red, and the black pupils in his eyes turned into brown vertical pupils, like some kind of carnivorous dragon beast.

She wanted to jump down and save Ya'er.

But the last trace of reason she had left told her that even if she jumped, it would be too late and there would only be one more body.

Beep! ! !

At the right moment, the Bird King fell from the sky, targeting her head.

"Go to hell!"

Tantai Xunzhen roared angrily. The death of those close to him along the way, the betrayal suffered by those close to him, the unwillingness towards himself, all the anger turned into this punch.

Some kind of strange power exploded and grew in her body, and a streak of blood-red flashed from her navel to her chest and then to her forehead.

She gathered all her strength and punched out.

Boom! ! !

A translucent red ball appeared, like a bolt of lightning exploding in the void, and collided with the Mandrill Bird King at a very fast speed.

boom!

A bloody storm visible to the naked eye appeared, and this small red ball directly smashed the strongest beast king in this area into countless wrecks.

The hard feathers, bones, and sharp claws that Han Yi and Fatty Zheng couldn't break through together were instantly turned into fine dust and turned into a ball of blood-colored dust.

Under the reaction of this huge force, even the stone bridge under everyone's feet was creaking and shaking.

With the death of the Black Mandrill Bird King, all the Black Mandrill Birds seemed to have been pressed on the pause button, and they were all motionless, but it was only for a second. The next moment, the birds began to fight among themselves crazily, and no longer had any intention to fight against everyone. Blockade blocks.

"Raging Dragon Cannon..."

Wang Yunkai also broke free, but his face was red, dumbfounded, and obviously shocked.

Han Yi and Fatty Zheng also opened their eyes suddenly.

The two of them have personally examined how difficult the Crow King is...

Just gone, not even a bone stubble left?

"My dear...is this still a human being?" Fatty Zheng murmured to himself.

Han Yi also deeply agreed in his heart. The power of this kind of move... is completely beyond the reach of a martial artist...

The strength of a martial artist is invisible and colorless, and at most it can only cover the surface of the body...

And this kind of attack, the light waves visible to the naked eye, the bright red color, can also penetrate the body... It is just like the six-meridian sword that was seen in the TV series in the previous life, which is said to be able to shoot a laser sword from its hand. almost.

Even now that Tantai Xunzhen had collapsed on the ground, without any power to defend himself, the remaining power of his moves made these crazy infighting black mandrills spontaneously avoid this area.

The power of one move is so terrifying.

"Let's go..."

As Wang Yunkai dragged his exhausted body, he walked over.

In the end of this battle, Han Yi and the others won with a tragic victory...

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The next morning, at the bottom of the canyon.

A ribbon-like clear river passes through the canyon in a broad and calm manner. The surface of the river is calm and has a light white mist.

"Okay, miss, it's time to go..."

Wang Yunkai looked at the tomb in front of him and sighed.

They crossed the stone bridge last night and did not choose to go down the mountain. Instead, they came to the bottom of the canyon and found Ya'er's body.

In such an environment where there might be pursuers, there was no way to set off with the body. Ya'er's body and the dead people could only be hastily buried and a simple tomb was made.

Tantai Xunzhen stood in front of the grave, with his head lowered and silent, with a trace of sadness in his eyes.

Ya'er, sooner or later, I will take revenge on you!

She silently made a decision.

Bloodline is both a curse and a blessing, but no matter what, she will carry Ya'er's instructions... to live... to the end, and to kill those who framed her... Kill them all!

"Everyone, have a good trip!"

Wang Yunkai looked at the tombstone and saluted for the last time.

"Everyone, let's go!"

Han Yi and Fatty Zheng also bowed their heads in silence and saluted.

Although Ya'er is indeed the traitor in the team, she is not a bad person. She doesn't know when she is deceived by others, and she does all kinds of wrong things.

What's more, the deceased is gone and the past is over, so there is no need to hold on to this.

Han Yi and the others rested for a while, then continued on their way forward with silence and a hint of heaviness.

This time, they suffered heavy losses.

The team that originally numbered close to a dozen people now only consisted of Han Yi, Fatty Zheng, Wang Yunkai, and Tantai Xuzhen.

The others either died under the crazy attack of yesterday's crowd of black mandrills, or died in the aftermath of the attack by the king of black mandrills.

The team of four people seemed extremely thin walking in this huge deep mountain.

It was also because the weakest among the four was a martial artist, and he was so fast that he had already walked out of the mountain in just an hour.

Tantai Xunzhen was also running around during this period, and his condition slowly recovered.

"Thank you for yesterday." She walked aside and saluted Han Yi seriously with her fists clasped.

If this person hadn't performed some kind of vitality-damaging stunt yesterday, temporarily holding back the Mandrill Bird King, she might not have survived.

Due to emotion and reason, no matter what, Han Yi took action to save her life.

"..." Han Yi leaned on the big tree, closed his eyes and rested, ignoring her at all.

He saved Tantai Xunzhen because of his extraordinary status. If someone else was in danger, he would not necessarily help him.

"Okay." Tantai Xunzhen said seriously with such a look on his face, "No matter what, I owe you a favor."

"If you encounter problems in the future..." She thought for a while, "If I can help, just ask."

After she finished speaking, she walked over to Fatty Zheng who was munching some fruit on the side. It seemed that she had promised something, and Fatty Zheng suddenly beamed.

...

...

At night, the moonlight shines through the clouds, illuminating the overgrown, dark and damp path.

Among the dark green mountains, the yellow earthen walls and dilapidated doors and windows stand out.

There was a faint glow of fire coming from a house with mud walls in an abandoned village.

"If we continue at this speed, we will probably reach Pingzhou Mansion tomorrow." Beside the bonfire, Wang Yunkai looked at the bright flames and estimated the distance.

The four people were very fast on their feet. In just one day, they successfully crossed the mountain and reached the foot of the mountain, where they encountered this abandoned small village.

Due to various accidents these days, the entire village has been relocated, or many people have fled to the sea. It is not uncommon for the village to be abandoned.

Many times, an epidemic can cause a village to be completely relocated and ruined.

But no matter what, the existence of a village means that there were people there before, and it is close to the official road, which means that it is really not far from Pingzhou Prefecture...

Therefore, Wang Yunkai suggested that we just stay here for one night and set out with all our strength tomorrow.

"Um."

Tantai Xunzhen responded lightly, lowered his head and said nothing, his eyes deep.

Ever since she saw Ya'er die in front of her eyes, she had always been like this. She was in low mood, not in good spirits, and didn't talk much.

Even though Ya'er was indeed a traitor, she still couldn't accept the result.

Wang Yunkai also understands this matter, but there is nothing he can do. This kind of thing can only be digested by the power of time.

"I'm going to be the host tomorrow, so you must have a drink!" Fatty Zheng laughed loudly and extended the invitation. It was obvious that he was going home soon and was in a very excited mood.

And Han Yi, after eating, sat by the campfire and looked up at the sky.

The stars in the night sky are brilliant, stretching as far as the eye can see and extremely deep.

"system!"

He had a thought.

【Name】: Han Yi (17/200)

[Realm]: In the middle stage of Tongmai, a second-strength martial artist; Sword realm: one kill in ten steps; Sword realm: as thick as a mountain

[Martial arts]: Qian Yang Kung (entering Jin martial arts, Qian Yang Jin, characteristics: rejuvenation, destroying evil, perfect strength); Feilong Kung (entering Jin martial arts, Youlong Jin, characteristics: rapidity, fire poison, ignition, strength) perfect)

[Secret Skill]: Moon Hidden (Special Effect: Breath Convergence Transformation); Inverse Scale State (Special Effect: Strength Bonus, Enhanced Speed, Enhanced Explosion)

[Yuanli value]: 202

"The strength is still far behind..."

He shook his head slightly.

Thinking back to yesterday, Tantai Xunzhen’s earth-shattering punch...

With one punch, he and Fatty Zheng were unable to break the defense of the Black Mandrill Bird King, and smashed it into feather fragments all over the sky...

No training required, pure power, pure speed, complete aesthetics of violence.

No wonder, the children of bloodline families look down on ordinary warriors...

This kind of strength may be a level that is difficult for ordinary people to reach in their lifetime.

Is it true, as Tantai Xunzhen said, that this gap is an innate gap, a state that is difficult for mortals to achieve in their lifetime?

He didn't believe it.

When he encountered those demons and monsters before, someone had tried to persuade him like this. Even if the sky fell, there would be someone higher to support him.

However, in the end, he relied on his own efforts to punch to death several demons that seemed impossible to defeat.

Although he is a completely ordinary person, he can use the system to absorb Yin Qi and transform his strength into a pervert...

Even if there is an innate gap, even if he has the shackles of ordinary people, he does not believe that he will always catch up with those guys based on their origin.

He firmly believes that regardless of origin, status gap, or bloodline, everyone can use their wisdom and perseverance to overcome so-called problems and obstacles.

"call......"

Han Yi took a deep breath, his legs trembled slightly, and he exercised the muscles of his lower limbs and thighs vaguely according to the specific frequency of Qi and blood flow.

Everything starts from the accumulation of small things bit by bit.

Even if he has no next step in martial arts, practicing Sanjiu in the winter and Sanfu in the summer. It is not a joke to practice three days without talking and three days without practicing hand skills.

Like him now, if he doesn't persist in practicing, sooner or later he will lose himself in the feasting and feasting.

After training the muscles of his lower limbs, Han Yi's heart fell silent, his energy and energy abandoned distracting thoughts, and he stayed united.

With a thought, the Qian Yang energy in his body began to flow rapidly, like cool silk threads, connecting the injured and damaged meridians in his body.

When he was on the bridge, in order to save Tan Tai Xun Zhen, he used the scale-defying state again with all his strength, regardless of his unhealed injuries, which caused the damaged meridians to be more seriously injured.

Then, he stood up and moved his body, punching in a specific posture, rigidly and powerfully, moving his steps back and forth, always piercing into the ground like a tree root, full of vigor.

This is a set of health-preserving boxing with little lethality, which can promote blood circulation, speed up the circulation of qi and blood, and thus relieve injuries.

After a set of punches, he pressed down with his palm back to close the position.

Han Yi's forehead was already sweating, and his breath was a little hurried, but the qi and blood in his body were also immediately active and stimulated, his whole body was extremely transparent, and the yin and yang were balanced.

"Brother Han, are you practicing boxing?" Suddenly, at some point, Wang Yunkai came over, stood aside, and watched Han Yi practice with interest, "I am a little confused, aren't you good at leg techniques?"

Along the way, Han Yi mostly used the Flying Dragon Technique to fight against the enemy, and his body movements were agile and far superior to ordinary martial artists.

"I also practiced boxing." Han Yi answered calmly. The predecessor of Qianyang Gong was originally a low-level boxing. He spent a lot of energy to deduce it into a martial art.

So, there is nothing to hide.

"Practicing boxing? Your leg skills and boxing, aren't they one and the same?" Wang Yunkai frowned and asked.

"No." Han Yi also frowned. The question asked by the other party was a bit too much.

This kind of thing about any martial artist's own practice is considered a secret.

"Brother Han, please forgive me, but I have some advice. It's just right for me to see you here in advance to prevent you from going astray in the future." Wang Yunkai touched his beard.

Along the way, the few of them also experienced life and death together. He also saw that Han Yi was an innocent person implicated by them. He was indeed a martial artist from a small place. He didn't have much experience and wanted to make up for it.

"If possible, it is best to practice only one of these entry-level martial arts. Otherwise, when you reach the peak of martial arts, there may be extremely troublesome consequences."

"Hmm? What do you mean?" Han Yi was puzzled. If he only practiced one entry-level martial arts, how could there be a distinction between first-level martial artists, second-level martial artists, and third-level martial artists?

The hand that Mr. Wang pinched his beard did not move, as if he was lost in some memories.

"I am old now. Although my strength is average, I have lived a long time and have seen more. If what I say is not in Brother Han's heart, please forgive me."

"Please speak, Mr. Wang." Han Yi nodded. Wang Yunkai was indeed resourceful and knowledgeable. If it were not for the traitor Yaer along the way, he would probably have led everyone to escape the pursuit without injury.

Therefore, he was also convinced by his words.