V5.Chapter 2

"Back away..."

A sharp cry suddenly sounded, and even when the smoke just showed a hint, it had reached everyone's ears.

Almost subconsciously, all the disciples of LingXiao Temple retreated back as if they had installed a spring under their feet.

They are all highly trained masters. Even the worst ones have the eighth level of inner strength. Moreover, if you can carefully select the more skilled disciples from far away in the northwest, it is naturally impossible for you to make up for numbers.

Even if Zhang Zhongying's cry had not sounded, they would choose to avoid it immediately after seeing the yellow smoke.

Only lidongrong and other people who bowed their heads and stood respectfully behind stood in place one by one with a surprised face. Although most of them were also good hands who had slightly cultivated their internal strength, how could such "good hands" be compared with the elites from the LingXiao palace.

In this sudden situation, they are all tongue tied and at a loss.

In a flash, he Yiming had come to them. His hands were like electricity. He grabbed and threw them with his hands, and immediately threw these dozens of people away.

Each of these people weighs more than 200 kilograms, but for he Yiming at this time, holding it in his hand is almost like straw.

Just a breath, these dozens of people have all flown into the sky, and danced and shouted loudly in the sky.

But when they flew more than a hundred meters away and fell down, they found that they were landing on their feet, and there seemed to be a layer of magical power under their feet, soft and unremitting.

Dozens of people fell to the ground. Except for those who were too panicked and fell to the ground, half of them were firmly on the ground, and none of them was injured at all.

When they reacted, they looked at he Yiming as if they were looking at God and man.

After he Yiming threw those people away, he Yiming was as strong as electricity and flew away from the yellow smoke area.

Although he has condensed three flowers, he is immune to most poisons. Even the most powerful poisons in the world are unlikely to kill him in this way of smoke.

But he was careful to avoid yellow smoke. After all, he was a man of flesh and blood. He had not been an idiot to experience it himself.

When the yellow smoke overflowed, the reaction of the Jin campaign was not slow at all. He did not advance but retreated, but his goal was also far beyond the expectation of he Yiming.

His figure was like electricity, passing on the carriage, and then came to the other side, holding the big black horse not far away with his hands, but he jumped up like nothing, and instantly appeared 100 meters away.

Zhang Zhongying's action was also not slow, and he had avoided it far before the yellow smoke spread.

With their status, they will never do anything to risk themselves.

However, after the battle of gold stood, it immediately released the dark horse. With a jump on its toes, a stone flew across the sky like a meteor catching the moon and flew into the carriage.

His method of using concealed weapons was so unique that even wearing shoes, the control force of his toes was also wonderful to the top.

There seemed to be a sound in the yellow smoke. He Yiming's ears moved slightly, and he had caught a little trace.

In his reaction, a man had slipped down from the carriage and rolled forward in an extremely strange way.

The rolling speed of this person was fast to the extreme, and he had passed through the shrouded range of yellow smoke in an instant, and he left in a very opportune position, just avoiding three congenital strong men such as he Yiming.

The crowd outside was originally overturned. He took advantage of the chaos and rolled, immediately mixed into the crowd, and went away like a swimming fish.

He Yiming was secretly shocked that this person's means were so clever, whether it was the ability to hide his whereabouts, or the ability to create chaos immediately, and even finally escaped the stone concealed weapon of the Jin campaign and mixed into the crowd in an unexpected way.

This series of performances made he Yiming look at this person with admiration.

Although they are not all the way, this does not affect he Yiming's evaluation of him at all.

After swinging in the crowd, the man immediately passed through the crowd and turned outside a fence. He was so familiar with the route that he clearly had premeditated and calculated.

He Yiming's eyes twinkled, and the world in front of him suddenly turned pale.

However, before the familiar lines appeared, he Yiming's heart rose in an instant.

A powerful and fierce killing machine rose into the sky. When he Yiming sensed this killing machine, even the hairs on his body could not help but stand up automatically.

The tracker in front of his chest was shaking violently. At this moment, he Yiming immediately retreated from the realm of wind, and he was on guard with all his heart.

Such a powerful sense of crisis, even in the face of AI Wenbin and other venerable adults, he did not encounter it.

Of course, these venerable masters did not intend to kill him at that time, so they did not try their best to deal with him.

In an instant, he Yiming had caught the source of this murderous spirit.

In the other direction of the yellow smoke, a real golden power has reached its peak unconsciously.

The power of this gold series is different from his grand knife. Although it does not have the momentum like Mount Tai, the unique invincible and sharp edge of the gold series is better.

At the battle of Jin, he Yiming immediately understood that this momentum must come from the eastern strongman.

He Yiming's pupils quickly condensed. He finally saw a little strength of the gold battle, and the strength of the tip of the iceberg had become so terrible. He finally understood why the venerable adults on the main vein of Tianchi still wanted to delay the competition with Jin battle after seeing their own strength.

Those venerable adults did not read it wrong. The strength of the golden battle was even more terrifying than they expected.

Then, a bolt of lightning cut through the space, and it seemed that it had reached its destination at the moment it left.

He Yiming has "heard" that this is a gun, a long gun nearly three meters long.

The gun came through the other end of the smoke, leaving a transparent hole in the wall where the assassin disappeared, and then disappeared.

However, the tip of the ear is like he Yiming. Naturally, you can hear the sound of falling to the ground on the other side of the wall. Although he Yiming didn't see it with his own eyes, he Yiming knew that the assassin fell short when he saw that he was about to flee here.

Similarly, although this shot did not stab he Yiming, he still had a creepy feeling.

He always had an idea in his mind. If he let go of the battle with Jin and let him stab this shot, how should he resist it?

Countless thoughts passed through his mind. In just a moment, he had already judged that unless he used the big knife changed by 108, he simply could not grasp the next step. This is true even if the five element ring is used.

This series of changes only happens in an instant, and the end is also in an instant.

Before the vast majority of people realized what had happened, the battle of gold had already shot the culprit on the spot.

In a flash, the battle of gold had jumped over the thick smoke that no longer filled, and came outside the wall.

He Yiming hesitated for a moment and also jumped out.

Outside the wall, a man in black has been nailed into the opposite wall with a long gun.

Jin battle stretched out his hand and pulled out the spear. He was so clever that he turned the man over with his wrist turning.

This sharp shot unexpectedly passed through the throat, and the blood was left in the man's throat. The strong Qi attached to the gun had already completely destroyed all the vitality in the human body.

This is an ordinary face, full of horror. It seems that I can't believe that he should die in this way.

He Yiming looked at this person, and a feeling of familiarity suddenly appeared in his heart. He seems to have met this man somewhere, but he just can't remember it.

Jin battle looked at the spear in his hand, and a cold look flashed in his eyes.

He Yiming stared. Although he had just shot a person, there was no trace of blood on the spear. Both the head and body of the spear were as bright as snow in the sun.

The golden battle trembled slightly, and the whole spear suddenly softened. The body of the spear quickly shriveled into a long line, and the rest was still a glittering spear head.

Then, the whole long line group formed a circle, and Jin battle gently buckled the gun head and put it into the waist bag on his body.

He Yiming's eyes twinkled with surprise. He took a deep breath and said, "brother Jin, what on earth is the barrel of your long gun made of?"

Jin battle smiled, and he didn't hide it, saying, "the pole of this gun is a legendary beast, refined from the leather armor of the dragon after molting, and is an invaluable treasure in the arsenal of Lingxiao temple."

"Dragon?" He Yiming hesitated and asked, "is there really this thing in the world?"

"It is said that thousands of years ago, there were divine beasts and people in the Shinto in the heaven and earth. But in these thousands of years, there was no trace." Jin battle sighed and said, "but the gods and miracles left by divine beasts and gods are not rare, so there should be this thing."

He Yiming suddenly thought of his first friend, who may be an expert in Shinto, who mysteriously disappeared thousands of years ago.

As for the whereabouts of this person, even one hundred and eight are unknown.

With a slight sigh, he Yiming was about to speak, but suddenly heard a burst of crying like ghosts crying and wolves howling.

He and Jin Zhanyi looked at each other and immediately climbed over the wall. They immediately saw lidongrong, the owner of the house, kneeling on the ground, crying with tears, which made people shiver.