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Chapter 308 - The Power of One Leg

With a boom, it sounded like tens of thousands of horses trampling on a white bridge. It was also like this lion's roar after a hundred years of sleep.

Just as Xiao Yi's hand touched the body of the Old Secretary's Zhang Weimin, this group of masked thugs suddenly ran in front of Xiao Yi with large strides. Those orderly and powerful steps shook the entire White Horse Bridge.

On the bridge, there was only white light. The mountain knife s that were flashing with cold light were carried on each of the masked bandits' shoulders. Then, he uniformly chopped towards Xiao Yi's head.

At this moment, it was unknown whether it was because the moonlight was too little or because the blade light was too bright. Not far away, Zhang Yuan Yuan, who was standing on the bridge, immediately screamed out in fear.

Xiao Yi, who was grabbing onto Zhang Weimin's clothes, instantly felt his entire body turn cold.

The blade aura was intimidating as it flashed with a cold light.

Instantly, all of Xiao Yi's nerves tensed up.

Xiao Yi grabbed Zhang Weimin behind him and then quickly swept his gaze over the mountain knife that were flashing with cold light. In that moment, Xiao Yi understood what had happened. From the start, it was not aimed at Old Secretary Zhang Weimin, but himself. While he was distracted, he grabbed Old Secretary Zhang Weimin, who was pushed towards him, and suddenly took action.

The mountain knife moved quickly and neatly back together. With a single glance, he could tell that they were a group of well-trained people. His skills were not bad, and he had chosen to make a move at the best time.

If it wasn't planned, then why was it strange?

However, the fearless Xiao Yi. Standing behind the back of the thousands of mountain knife was Old Secretary Zhang Weimin, whom he had to protect with his life. At this moment, he surprisingly calmed down.

However, the droplets of cold sweat on his forehead still betrayed Xiao Yi's heart. He grabbed Zhang Weimin's body, and then stomped down with all his might. Using the recoil from his kick, Xiao Yi grabbed both of them and they abruptly flew up into the air. A bunch of mountain knife cut into the empty space on the ground dangerously.

However, this group of masked men were all trained to be ruthless. After the blade missed, he immediately retracted the blade and waited for the moment Xiao Yi descended, and the ten thousand blade strikes came out once again.

However, when Xiao Yi grabbed Zhang Weimin and soared into the sky. Xiao Yi's legs immediately kicked the row of mountain knife s.

The sound of footsteps resounded through the night sky. Originally, Xiao Yi thought that he could kick the entire row of mountain knife and send them flying. Unexpectedly, the row of mountain knife only tilted the blade slightly after receiving the gravitational force from his feet. From this, it could be seen that the arm strength of this group of saber-wielding cultivators was astonishing.

However, as the blade stopped moving, Xiao Yi had already hugged onto Zhang Weimin's obese body. He then rushed out of the encirclement in a flash. When he passed by that Yuan Yuan, he shouted loudly: "Get off the bridge."

Zhang Yuan Yuan, who was originally extremely nervous and panicky, immediately stopped when she heard Xiao Yi's words. Immediately, one of them woke up from his stupor and followed behind Xiao Yi. The three of them quickly ran down the white horse bridge.

In the vast darkness of the night, the three of them fled in panic.

Behind him followed a group of masked bandits. Raising his mountain knife s, he quickly rushed over. Looking at their expressions, they all had the determination to kill Xiao Yi.

After getting off the bridge, Xiao Yi did not continue running. Rather, he put down Old Secretary Zhang Weimin's body. His face darkened as he said solemnly, "They are here for me. They are waiting for me, big brother. I'm going."

"You went?" Zhang Yuan Yuan was startled, she gasped for breath and looked at Xiao Yi in surprise.

This time, Xiao Yi did not answer that Yuan Yuan. Taking a deep breath, he turned around and dashed back to the white horse bridge.

The cold moonlight shone on Xiao Yi's face. That green face of his looked so resolute. He was like a horse charging towards a general in a great army, or a peerless general riding a single horse to take the enemy general. They welcomed the group of men with their heads covered, as well as the mountain knife s that were flashing with cold light.

He was unafraid and would rather die. He didn't even have a decent weapon in his hand. However, he still rushed forward without any hesitation.

The White Horse Bridge that hadn't been repaired for a long time began to rumble and shake. It was as if an army of thousands of horses and horses was galloping across the bridge, its momentum terrifying.

The moonlight seemed to brighten up. Looking at the long rows of mountain knife, it became even colder.

Xiao Yi bellowed, and clenched his fists tightly. The Nine Dragons True Qi in his entire body circulated to its limits. A layer of misty white zhenqi coiled around the outer layer of his body.

This time, for the first time since Xiao Yi had descended the mountain, he moved.

This group of masked men were all well-trained experts. From the speed of their attacks, as well as the strength of their attacks. Xiao Yi had already realized that this group of people were not easy to deal with. Everyone sending them to the various prefectures' underground boxing ring was much stronger than that Zhang Sang-chang. Moreover, this group of people were holding a large number of mountain knife s, forming a group to take Xiao Yi's life, so Xiao Yi had no choice but to face them with complete focus, not allowing himself to be the slightest bit careless.

Zhang Yuan Yuan, who was below the bridge, supported her father Zhang Weimin. She looked at Xiao Yi who was rushing forward without looking back, with her jaw agape, and was completely dumbfounded.

He went against a group of masked muscular men with mountain knife by himself. Just thinking about the courage alone was enough to scare Zhang Yuan Yuan.

In Zhang Yuan Yuan's heart, Xiao Yi was just a weak scholar who was powerless. The biggest advantage of it was that it could be written with a beautiful hand. Who would have thought that Xiao Yi would have such courage to face such a great army without changing his expression at all.

"Your courage is commendable, but isn't charging up to your death?" The moment he thought about how he and his father, Zhang Weimin, would not be able to keep their lives after being slashed into pieces by the mountain knife on the bridge. Immediately, his face went as pale as a sheet of paper from fright as he started to tremble.

Xiao Yi who was rushing towards the middle of the chaos, suddenly did not care about Zhang Yuan Yuan's thoughts at all. She bellowed loudly and sent punches and kicks flying out like an enraged lion. Every punch was full of vigor, as if it was piercing through bamboo, and its strength was as great as a thousand jin. With each kick, it left a trail of afterimages in the air.

The kick was like the wind, while the punch was like a tiger's paw.

Xiao Yi who had charged into the crowd was like a ferocious tiger that had entered a flock of sheep. His whole person was nimbly cutting through the wave of mountain knife. Then, he seized the moment when everyone was retracting their sabers, suddenly attacked with punches and kicks.

Each and every one of Xiao Yi's moves were filled with strength and weighed a thousand kilograms. The Nine Dragons True Qi gushed out from his palms and soles like streams of water.

The White Horse Bridge rumbled, and all of the blade-wielding masked men flew out. It fell onto the White Horse Bridge, causing it to tremble.

Xiao Yi who was fighting so hard, finally had his shirt blown apart by his Innate Qi. His entire body flew up in rage. Each move was as natural as the moving clouds and flowing water. The fighting became more and more skilled.

As for the masked men, they all flew out and landed on the bridges one by one.

Zhang Yuan Yuan who was below the bridge covered his mouth in shock. who was on the bridge had his mouth agape watching Xiao Yi's punches that were like wind and tiger claws, each move and each attack was like a clap of thunder, the imposing manner was astonishing.

Xiao Yi, who had been rushing up in anger, now looked like a war god above the ninth heaven. He was incomparably valiant and extraordinary. Seeing that, Zhang Yuan Yuan was stunned, swallowed her saliva.

Someone as grand as Zhang Weimin, who had experienced a lot, was completely stunned by Xiao Yi in this instant. All this time, Zhang Weimin had only experienced Xiao Yi's exquisite and perfect calligraphy. This time, he finally had the honor of witnessing Xiao Yi's incomparably valiant movements.

"Hah."

Xiao Yi's Qi entered his Dantian as his entire body exploded with True Qi. From the depths of his throat, he let out a loud shout. In the end, a flying kick finally kicked the last masked assassin one meter away.

Xiao Yi's entire being was finally as still as a rock as he stood firmly on the ground. After expending too much True Qi, Xiao Yi's face was slightly red. The moonlight fell on his face, making it look like a large, shining ruby, and for a moment it was moving.

Xiao Yi turned and looked around at the strong men who were lying on the ground. Then, he took a deep breath. Finally, he took a heavy step forward, raised his head, and loudly shouted to the sky: "I want the sky to not cover my eyes, I want the earth to not bury my heart, I want all the monsters and monsters in the sky to disappear in front of me. In this world, I am Xiao Yi, the legend that we will never lose. "

His voice was loud and clear, like the roar of a dragon or the roar of a tiger, resounding throughout Lion's Hill.

A few peculiar expressions immediately ignited in that Yuan Yuan's eyes. Staring at Xiao Yi who was roaring at the sky, a strange feeling slowly rose in his heart. Zhang Weimin sighed as he opened his mouth to speak in a low voice, "Looks like in the past half year, I have still underestimated him. He, Xiao Yi, will definitely become great in the future. "

Zhang Yuan Yuan was startled when she heard her father praise this young man for the first time. She nodded in relief and admitted it.

Xiao Yi bellowed, but it seemed that he was still not done. He took another big step forward. The foot landed heavily on the ground, causing the entire White Horse Bridge to vibrate with a rumble.

Then, what made Zhang Yuan Yuan and Zhang Weimin dumbstruck was that after Xiao Yi's kick, the entire white horse bridge rumbled and trembled once. Suddenly, with a crack, the bridge could no longer bear the pressure and collapsed.

The might of one kick broke the bridge.