Chapter 485 Blood Archery
Yang Yiyi also has the experience of being attacked by men in black at night, and last time she also knocked the man in black into the wall.
But this time it was even worse. The full-strength Fiery Sun Palm struck the chest of the man in black and made it dent. The man in black didn't say a word and went straight into a peaceful and dreamless sleep.
Looking at the man in black who was stuck against the wall, Yang Yiyi suddenly shuddered.
When she first woke up, she thought she was dreaming, but now she really woke up.
But what's going on?
Everyone living in Wujiazhuang has sneaked in?
Could it be a killer sent by the Liu family for revenge?
Or is it that Miss Wu Shaoyi from Wujiazhuang wants to do harm to me?
Yang Yiyi's mind was filled with questions for a moment. When she woke up, her first reaction was to touch Yu Gui under the pillow.
"Brother Li, Brother Li!"
After shaking for a few moments, Yang Yiyi suddenly remembered that Li Chengqi must have gone to bed long ago at this time.
Indeed, it is now three quarters to one hour, not yet midnight. There is a time difference of about four hours between Li Chengqi's place and Yang Yiyi's place, which happens to be the period of time when Li Chengqi sleeps the most. Generally, as long as he is not woken up by peeing, he won't have time to turn on the computer to check Yang Yiyi's sleep. How is the posture?
Having said that, if the killer was sent by the Liu family, he shouldn't be such a noob. The same is true for Wujiazhuang. Doesn't Wu Shaoyi not know that Yang Yiyi can fight? Poisoning is more reliable than sending someone to assassinate you in the middle of the night.
It's very suspicious where this person came from.
Yang Yiyi definitely couldn't go back to bed and sleep like a normal person. She hurriedly tore off the man in black stuck on the wall and pulled off the face towel.
The appearance of this man in black does not look like a person from the Central Plains, but he is not from the Western Regions either. It is more like the characteristics of the southern Xinjiang.
This time Yang Yiyi's CPU was almost fried.
Why are you from southern Xinjiang?
I have never offended them!
It can't be because of Jiufeng's matter, right?
While she was wondering what was going on, Yang Yiyi suddenly heard noisy shouts coming from outside the window, and at the same time, the light of a torch was faintly visible.
Only then did she realize that the people from southern Xinjiang might not be looking for her, but were targeting Wujiazhuang.
Regardless of the reason, Yang Yiyi would not pretend not to know. She turned around and stuffed Yu Gui into her arms, picked up her mace and rushed out of the room wearing a white singlet.
When they got outside, they discovered that there were a lot of attackers. The whole Wujiazhuang seemed to be suddenly awakened, and faint shouts of killing could be heard.
Yang Yiyi stepped on her feet and looked at the direction of the fire and sound. Without thinking about it, she rushed over with her mace in hand.
As Wu Shaoyi's guest, of course she stayed in the guest room. She followed the sound through the carefully maintained courtyard and moon gate to the martial arts training ground behind the main hall.
This is where people from Wujiazhuang practice martial arts, but when Yang Yiyi rushed over, she saw a group of people dressed in black and holding swords fighting fiercely with the servants of Wujiazhuang.
Mainly because of the number of men in black, so many people were enough to slaughter the whole Wujiazhuang.
"The thief has his trump card!"
Yang Yiyi will not go, and she is too lazy to figure out why a group of southern Xinjiang people came to Wujiazhuang in the middle of the night to cause trouble. Since they are not good people, they will be beaten.
Yang Yiyi, who emerged from the Moon Gate, shouted angrily and joined the battlefield with her maces in hand.
In terms of martial arts, Yang Yiyi is not weak now, but there is definitely a gap compared with the masters, but her exaggerated muscles and bones allow her to easily punch a child.
That is to say, invincible.
Once she joined, she was like a tiger among sheep. Originally, the servants rushed up to Yang Yiyi when they saw that she was wearing single clothes. They were also a little worried that something might happen to their young lady's friend, so they quickly gathered a few people to help Yang Yiyi raid the formation.
No one expected that such a petite-looking girl could kill seven in and seven out with a heavy mace, so almost none of the men in black who bumped into her could withstand the second attack. Many people were killed instantly. He was defeated with both men and weapons.
A heavy weapon like a mace is really best suited for a chaotic battle when there are a lot of people.
What surprised the servants even more was that Yang Yiyi actually dared to use her head to directly catch the weapon of the man in black. Not only was it not damaged at all, but she also pushed the opponent away. It was the reincarnation of a dump truck. No one dared to do so. Blocking her path.
The addition of Yang Yiyi greatly reduced the pressure on the servants. Originally, because they were caught off guard, many people came out without even bringing weapons, which was equivalent to being beaten down.
As a result, as soon as Yang Yiyi arrived, he immediately turned to the offensive.
But she acted so brightly, the man in black was not blind, of course he could see.
Although this Wujiazhuang is not well-known in the world, it still has two brushes. Since it dares to attack at night, it is impossible to just send a bunch of rookies here.
Yang Yiyi was playing happily with her left and right bows, and suddenly she felt a strong sense of crisis. After knocking the man in black in front of her over with her mace, she quickly turned sideways to avoid it.
Almost at the same time as he turned sideways, a dark red object that looked like a crossbow flew past Yang Yiyi's chest and rubbed against the front of his clothes. If he had been slower to dodge just now, he might have been hit.
As mentioned before, things like bows and crossbows were strictly prohibited by the imperial court from entering the civilian population, let alone how a group of southern Xinjiang people who needed to pass the customs to enter the country got their hands on them.
What surprised Yang Yiyi even more was that after the crossbow arrow hit the wooden dummy not far away, it immediately seemed to melt and turned into a pool of blood and fell to the ground.
This is not like a simple martial arts job.
Looking back, there was a young woman among the men in black. Unlike the other companions who were holding swords, she was holding a curved thing in her hand that looked like a stick or a cane.
Seeing Yang Yiyi turn around, he raised his hand towards Yang Yiyi again.
Now Yang Yiyi saw it clearly. The blood remaining on the ground seemed to be pulled by something and quickly condensed into a crossbow arrow, which was shot towards her.
The sneak attack failed, and the face-to-face attack was of course even less likely to succeed. Yang Yiyi smashed her maces into pieces, smashing the incoming arrows.
This also convinced Yang Yiyi that what just happened was not an illusion. The arrow smashed by the mace was really a ball of blood.
This style of painting is definitely not martial arts.
Is it some kind of magic?
What the people of southern Xinjiang fear most in the martial arts world of the Central Plains is witchcraft, that is, witchcraft and poison.
Not to mention the power, people are afraid of unknown things. Yang Yiyi only felt his scalp numb.
Wu Zhu, whom she met in the Jiufeng incident, has been completely destroyed physically and mentally. Yang Yiyi has never really dealt with such a person at all.
So when I saw this situation, all the muscles in my body tensed up, as if I was facing a powerful enemy.
Yang Yiyi was very nervous, and the other party was obviously nervous too.
Both blood arrows were easily broken. This person is not as easy to deal with as he seems on the surface.
In other words, both sides were quite afraid of each other. For a while, no one dared to make the first move, and they were just stuck in the middle of the battlefield where they were shouting and killing.
(End of chapter)