On the other side, in Ding Yi's original house, several figures in black clothes were standing quietly on the roof. One of them was gently picking up a tile on the roof, then took out a thin tube from his arms and stretched it through the hole. Then he bent down and blew gently towards the thin tube. Suddenly, a colorless and odorless gas escaped from the other end of the thin tube and spread towards the entire house below. This smoke is the Wuji Sect's unique ecstasy smoke, and it is a weapon specially designed to target martial artists. The more Qi and blood a martial artist has, the stronger his reaction will be after inhaling the ecstasy smoke. It is said that he becomes stronger when he is strong. But the only drawback is that this thing will produce a certain resistance after inhalation. The next time it is used on the same person, the effect will be reduced. People from the Wuji Sect had already heard that this newcomer was from a small county, so naturally he couldn't smoke Ecstasy, so they simply brought him over this time. After three or four breaths, the people on the roof estimated that they were almost done. Then they exchanged glances with each other, and then jumped off the roof one after another. There were four people coming this time. Three of them have elegant figures and clean and neat movements. They are masters at first glance. The remaining one is sparse and ordinary, but when he lands, there is strength floating on the soles of his feet, which offsets the force of the shock. He is actually a martial arts practitioner.
The four people who landed on the ground looked at the closed door in front of them. Then one of them stepped forward, put his palm against the door, and twisted his body slightly. The wooden bolt behind the door suddenly made a soft crunching sound, and then completely shattered. Cracked. The man heard the sound and pushed gently, and then the wooden door slowly opened inward. When the other three people saw this, a meter-high blood phenomenon began to appear behind them, and then they all walked towards the house. These three people are all masters of the blood exchange realm! ! As soon as the three of them entered the house, their masked eyes glanced around like a falcon, and finally landed in the direction of the bedroom. Several people looked at each other, then took a breath and walked towards the bedroom. After entering the bedroom, several people saw a bulging figure lying motionless on the bed, and the tense body slowly relaxed. "After all, he is a martial artist from a small county, so we are still too careful." When one person saw this, he immediately smiled and said. "I heard that he is a young man. Although blood transfusion is not common for young people, it is best to be careful." "Haha, I'm afraid it's Bai Wangyun's illegitimate son. Maybe there's no blood transfusion at all. It's probably Bai Wangyun who paved the way for him." "Ah Qi, prepare the debt book and the red clay. I'll break off this kid's fingers and seal them. Even if the government officials come later, it won't matter." Someone suddenly said something to the zang-refining warrior standing at the end. The last person nodded, indicating that he was ready, and then the other person continued: "Elder Huang, please." Hearing this, a person next to him took a few steps forward, stretched out his hand and waved a palm towards the bed in front of him, and saw that the small room was filled with aura. The next moment, the bedding on the bed was instantly covered with fine sheets. Gangjin tore the pieces into pieces. This is Huang's signature boxing technique. The 껜Toughness and Strength derived from the 껜Ren Fist can be divided into 꿨10,000껜. With one punch, it can cut a person into countless pieces. It is extremely powerful. However, the flying quilt failed to make a few people happy. Instead, their expressions changed, and the blood that had just fallen suddenly appeared on their bodies. However, they saw that the raised bed was actually empty at this moment! 껩At this moment, a calm voice sounded behind them:
"Everyone, are you here to see me?" Several people turned around and saw a young man standing at the door of the room, looking at them with a smile. Without any eye contact or words, the four of them took action at the same time and rushed towards the young man at the door. Four ferocious energies mingled chaotically in the hut, cutting tiny cracks in the wall. Seeing this, the young man's face remained as usual. He stretched out his palm and lightly swiped the people who rushed in front of him. The Gang Jin turned into nothingness one after another and dissipated in the air. Ding Yi looked at the four astonished people in front of him, and then the smile on his lips became more and more intense. He swayed his body and came behind one of them. There was a lot of blood behind this person, and he was the one with the highest cultivation level among the four. He noticed the movement behind him, and without even thinking about it, he turned around and swept away with his whip leg. It must be said that this man is very experienced in combat. Even when he was approached, he did not look panicked at all. Seeing that he had many fights on weekdays, he was worthy of being a master in the city. Ding Yi was slightly stunned when he saw this. It was this stunned expression that was seen by the other people. They immediately rushed over with all their strength. For a moment, four forces of energy and blood collided together, like a stormy sea, causing the inside of the small house to collapse. The temperature suddenly rose. The four of them attacked simultaneously, with their palms, fists, and elbows making afterimages, and rushed towards Ding Yi. However, within an inch of Ding Yi's body, they seemed to have fallen into a quagmire, and their speed instantly slowed down. "domain!!" "withdraw!!" Some people shouted, and the others were ready to flee without thinking, but Ding Yi sneered, and then the hidden power of Qi and blood suddenly opened up, and the blood image of a foot and three feet was almost ready to break through the roof! The bodies of the four people seemed to be dragged by an invisible hand, and their speed suddenly dropped. Among them, the Zang-refining martial artist was the least effective. The energy outside his body was squeezed like a can, and his skin exploded with fine particles. blood flower. "No!!" The man turned around and wanted to beg for mercy, but saw a fist suddenly exploded in his field of vision, and then the whole person instantly lost consciousness. Ding Yi looked at the headless body lying at his feet, and looked at the other three people with a grin. One of them just touched the roof and was about to jump out, and suddenly heard a "bang" explosion, and the whole person was instantly engulfed by the burst of fire, and fell down after a scream. "Explosives!" The remaining two people were shocked and looked at the direction of the fire. They really didn't know why such contraband suddenly appeared on the roof? "None of you can escape!" Ding Yi laughed, exerted force on his feet, and the whole person instantly appeared behind one person and smashed his head. "Wait! Wait!!! Don't you want to know who sent us?!" The man's blood and qi were suppressed by Ding Yi like a flame that was about to burn out of lamp oil. Finally, a look of horror appeared on his face and he screamed. "I want to, but I want to kill you more!" Ding Yi punched out, and the man tried desperately to block, but the gap was too big, and Ding Yi's punch broke his blood image and strength, hitting his chest. "Puff!" Ding Yi's fist pierced the man's chest like a sharp knife, and then he swung it violently, throwing the man's body to the side. Washing the blood off his body, Ding Yi looked at the last person who had escaped to the door, then moved his feet, and the whole person rushed out several meters away in an instant, then grabbed with one hand, and a strong suction force came out from his palm, covering the man.