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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of the Dragon Chapter 570: Killing

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    Chapter 570 Killing

    These dozen people are the strongest martial arts he has secretly cultivated, and they are his final trump card. The martial arts of each of them are not weaker than his.

    He also understands that after all the bad things he has done over the years, there will always be times when someone comes to take revenge. Most of the looted property has been invested in these dozen people.

    With this money, he bought elixirs, soaked their bodies every day, took elixirs, and worked hard to train them, even more than himself.

    After such painstaking training, these dozen people are young and have extremely powerful martial arts, but he has always kept it a secret. As a trump card, he only brings them around as guards and does not show his true martial arts.

    They are both orphans. They have been raised by themselves since they were young. They love each other like father and son, so they will naturally not betray them. They are the only ones who can rely on them at critical times.

    Even though he was chasing Hu Zhiyi and killed more than two hundred people, he did not use these dozen secret weapons, but now he wants to use them.

    He had a feeling that if he didn¡¯t kill Hu Zhiyi, he might never be able to kill him again!

    "Mr. Gu, you're here to die again!" Hu Zhiyi laughed loudly and suddenly turned into a green shadow and shot into the crowd.

    At this time, the formation had not been set up yet, people suddenly panicked, and screams could not be heard.

    Hu Zhiyi deliberately did not kill people happily, only leaving them injured, miserable and screaming, in order to create an atmosphere of fear and let them collapse on their own, saving them a lot of trouble.

    He was like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, the sword light shed a string of silver light, and shadows flew everywhere he passed, all of them screamed miserably and writhed in pain.

    The crowd surged back, trying to avoid him, but he was like a maggot attached to the bone, staring intently, with strings of silver light falling down.

    Gu Yexing shouted loudly: "Why panic? Form a formation!"

    The crowd was immediately in awe. He was extremely majestic. With one word, everyone followed the order without any disobedience. They ignored Hu Zhiyi's brutal killing and formed their own formations.

    In the blink of an eye, they set up their formation again. People were crowded and airtight. There were more than a hundred people standing on the trees in the sky, looking down like eagles, ready to pounce down at any time.

    Seeing this, Hu Zhiyi dodged and bumped into the two of them. The two of them flew up into the sky, but the gap was immediately repaired and turned into a wall of flesh again.

    He was squeezed from all directions, and the space became smaller and smaller. Even if the sword light was shining and the figures were flying, it could not stop the squeeze. In the blink of an eye, there were people around him.

    He saw that the situation was not good. He killed more than twenty people in this circle, but it was like cutting off the water with a knife, and it was of no avail. There was no space around him, no room to move around, so he could only fight hard.

    "Enter the party, you must kill him!" Seeing him trapped in the crowd, unable to move, Gu Yexing smiled slightly and waved his hand.

    A young man whispered: "They are enough. We should stay with our adoptive father."

    Gu Yexing shook his head: "This little bastard has great martial arts skills. They can't do anything to him. They can only consume his internal strength. Come on!"

    A dozen young people clasped their fists at the same time and responded respectfully: "Yes, foster father!"

    After saying that, they flew up, passed over the heads of the crowd, formed a circle, and hit Hu Zhiyi, who was charging through the crowd.

    He felt like he was stuck in a quagmire. Although there would be casualties with every strike, it was of no avail. People kept coming up, and he felt cold in his heart and ruthless in his attacks.

    Although he could jump up and escape from above them, he didn't want to leave until the critical moment. He was determined to kill them until they were heartbroken.

    Seeing someone falling from the sky, he frowned, flew up, and went up to meet him.

    "Ding ding ding ding" A series of clear chimes sounded, the two of them flew out, and a dozen others fell down, surrounding Hu Zhiyi.

    Hu Zhiyi looked solemn and stared at a dozen people.

    "You guys step back!" A young man waved his hand, and the crowd slowly backed away to make room for a space, but it was only two feet square, which was still narrow.

    The grass was exuding bursts of blood, and the ground was full of people, all screaming and moaning, like hell.

    Hu Zhiyi stood quietly, with the long sword in front of him, his eyes slightly squinted, looking at a dozen people, his heart sank, he didn't expect that there was such a master here.

    ??Looking at their age, they are about the same age as me, just a few years older, but their swordsmanship is extraordinary, ruthless and sharp, better than anyone else in the field.

    Moreover, these dozen or so people are connected in spirit. They are like one person, and their power is superimposed layer by layer. According to his estimation, they must have cultivated a unique mental method, and they have grown up together since childhood. They don¡¯t need to look at each other to know.  each other¡¯s thoughts.

    Although my swordsmanship is high, they are far inferior, but a dozenPut together, they are no weaker than themselves and pose a threat.

    He began to use the heart technique he had just learned, and the pores all over his body opened, and strands of spiritual energy penetrated through the pores and merged into the meridians.

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    "Who are you?" He said coldly while running his mind.

    The mysterious mind method of the Wuliang Sword Sect not only cultivates internal strength, but also has a miraculous effect on strengthening the soul. Moreover, the Wuliang Sword Technique also has a set of unparalleled swords, which is a sword technique that combines two swords.

    "If two people use the Unparalleled Sword, the two swords will be strong and soft, and the yin and yang will complement each other. It will be extremely powerful and can cope with all moves.

    "If one person were to use this set of unparalleled swords, the power of the right hand and left hand would be unparalleled, but they would need to be used for two purposes.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? It is difficult to do two things at once, it is like reaching the sky, it is something that can be encountered but cannot be sought, but for the disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect, it is not difficult.

    As long as you practice a mental method, you can naturally do it.

    Hu Zhiyi can go down the mountain, so he is not weak. He can do two things at once. Talking to them to delay time, while running the mysterious secrets to restore his internal strength.

    A young man shook his head and sighed: "You offended your adoptive father because you were ill-fated and meddling in other people's business. Just be more honest in your next life."

    He looked a little pitiful, as if he couldn't bear it, shook his head and sighed: "Let's do it."

    "He is your adoptive father?!" Hu Zhiyi frowned, looked at Gu Yexing outside the crowd, shook his head and said: "What a pity, you are good at martial arts, but you help the evildoers, and can't act chivalrously, eliminate evil and help the weak!"

    ¡°Huh, who will help us when we become orphans?!¡± A young man sneered.

    Hu Zhiyi shook his head: "After all, there are many good people in this world, so why worry about others He just adopted you, just to raise a few dogs. Alas I really don't want to say these things, it's the behavior of a villain."

    Another young man snorted: "Stop talking nonsense, brother, just do it!"

    "Oh let's do it, kill him!" The young man who spoke before nodded helplessly, waved his hand gently, and his body suddenly jumped out like a leopard.

    His sword light was like lightning, followed closely by several people, who drew their swords at the same time, and the several sword lights merged together, as if forming a thick beam of light.

    Hu Zhiyi stepped forward to greet him, his sword shining like silver light.

    "Ding ding ding ding" A series of clear chimes sounded, and Hu Zhiyi took a step back. Five or six people on the opposite side stepped back and stepped back five or six steps.

    But several others then stabbed at him with their swords, and the sword light condensed together to form a beam of light, and they continued to rush towards Hu Zhiyi, tyrannically.

    Seeing that the situation was not good, Hu Zhiyi couldn't fight head-on. He dodged it by a hair's breadth. At this time, another beam of light pierced towards him, as fast as lightning.

    For a moment, he felt a little awkward in dealing with it. These dozen people formed four pillars of light, and they were able to suppress ten of them with one force. Once he blocked the attack, the other three pillars of light took advantage of the opportunity and came in.

    In this way, he could only use skill to overcome clumsiness, dodge without force, and fight with great suffocation.

    After more than twenty moves, he hummed softly, suddenly dodged, and flew up. The speed was like lightning. Suddenly, a group of people flew up in the air. More than a hundred people moved at the same time, pressing over from all directions.

    They didn¡¯t chase Hu Zhiyi, they just tied him in four directions like a fishing net. No matter how he ran, he would still be within their circle.

    Seeing this, Hu Zhiyi shook his head and sneered. He never escaped from the air. They thought that this would be foolproof. It was really ridiculous.

    He put his toes a little above a person's head, and that person suddenly collapsed to the ground, but he jumped up like a rocket, straight into the sky.

    Everyone chased after him, but when he climbed to the highest point and fell, he was still climbing upwards. They looked up and saw him transforming into a goshawk, swooping in the direction of Gu Yexing.

    They were shocked and rushed towards him one after another, but their speed was far slower than Hu Zhiyi's.

    Hu Zhiyi flew to the top of Gu Yexing's head without landing. With a flick of his sleeve, three points of cold light suddenly shot out. He made three "puff, plop," sounds, and all of them hit the target solidly.

    Gu Yexing looked down with a face filled with astonishment. He saw three silver nails embedded in his chest, in the shape of a "pin". Then he slowly fell down, kicked his legs twice, and died.

    "Father!" More than a dozen roars rang out, and more than a dozen young people rushed towards him like crazy.

    Hu Zhiyi laughed loudly and disappeared into the woods like a wisp of smoke. Time has changed. Seeing the martial arts skills of these dozen young people, he had to change his original plan and kill Gu Yexing first. Otherwise,  Gu Yexing could escape if he wanted to, but it would be extremely difficult to pursue him again.
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