Chapter 52

"Martial arts is martial arts? Do you still have schools? " The more Ding Yi listens, the more interesting it is. In this world of technological development, there is also the existence of Wulin.

Wulin? That's the world in novels and movies. It's the dream of many young people.

But if you think about it, there are even immortals in the world. It's not surprising that there are Wulin.

"We're just small people. We have no school, but it's enough to deal with people like you." Su Ya GE's words prove that there may be sects outside.

The two sides exchanged a few words at will, and they looked like friends, but Jin Mao, Feng Zai and Xiao Hei obviously found that the atmosphere in the scene began to tense.

Xiao Yuan stands up and faces Ding Yi with Su ya. They both feel that Ding Yi is different.

Ding Yi is also paying attention to his opponents.

These two are the best opponents he has ever seen.

He has never fought against the national skill.

His biggest chip is confidence.

I'm an immortal. I'm afraid of you?

"No matter how skillful you are, you are afraid of kitchen knives." Ding Yi said with a smile: "this is the age of firearms. People like you are out of date."

He didn't despise the traditional Chinese culture, he was provoking their anger.

Sure enough, people who practice Chinese martial arts should not be insulted.

"To die." Xiao Yuan was the first to get angry.

"Whoosh" while Xiao Yuan is angry, brother Su Ya's feet are shaking, but he doesn't see his strength, and his feet slide on the ground like a fish.

Ding Yi sees a flash in front of him, and Su Ya is in front of him in a flash. This time, he is on guard, but he doesn't know kung fu. He can only rely on speed and strength to fight back and kick straight.

"Eh" brother Su Ya also found that Ding Yi's legs are fast and powerful, but he also saw that Ding Yi really didn't learn kung fu, and the posture and angle of his legs are amateur. Even when one leg is lifted up, the center of gravity of the other leg is not stable, and his body shakes slightly.

"Hum" brother Su Ya gave a cold hum. He stepped on the eight character step, twisted his shoulder and crossed the snake step obliquely. All of a sudden, he bypassed Ding Yi's flying kick, and his body was almost close to Ding Yi's thigh. He forced Ding Yi in front of him. His right hand was in the shape of a snake. Bang, he suddenly touched Ding Yi's shoulder and armpit.

His eight step move is like a shadow. It's as fast as electricity. When an ordinary person is hit, he will stand numb in the middle of his body. In at least three seconds, he will lose his fighting power.

It's a pity that he met Ding Yi, the last immortal on earth.

With a lesson to learn, Ding Yi has made preparations this time.

At the moment of being hit, his body was tense, and the immortal spirit in his body moved wildly.

"Pounce" the Su tooth elder brother this hits his body, like hits on a steel plate.

If it's not for the fear of wasting immortal Qi, Ding Yi wants to release immortal Qi and kill Su ya.

Despite Ding Yi's convergence, Su Ya Ge still felt a sharp pain in his fingers. Kacha almost broke his front middle finger.

"What kind of Kung Fu? Thirteen Taibao horizontal training? He plays the pig and eats the tiger? " Suya was surprised and angry, but he didn't stay.

Snake word eight steps, pay attention to the fast and slow wind, continuous.

Whoosh, his feet move continuously, regardless of the pain of his right hand, he goes back to his elbow, and his left elbow slams like a hammer on Ding Yi's head.

Ding Yi is only beaten in front of him.

His movements are coherent, powerful in advance and retreat, and his body method is fast.

If it's changed into golden hair, ten golden hairs will die on the spot.

But Ding Yi is not a human being. He is the closest person to God on earth.

Ding Yi's strong point is that he is resistant to beating and grass.

Ding Yi doesn't know Chinese skills, so he can only use his own advantages to fight against his opponents.

When he felt that brother Suya's elbow hit him, and he couldn't avoid it, he simply shook his head and banged his head against brother Suya's elbow.

Two people are completely the confrontation of flesh and flesh, the collision of blood and fire.

"Kacha" brother Suya's body trembled, and his heart felt pain all over his body.

"Ah" this time, he couldn't help it any more. He screamed and looked like dirt.

His elbow was smashed by Ding Yi's forehead.

Hand joint a broken, pain or second, his left arm on the spot waste, weak drop down.

Now he's scared to death.

When he said he was panicked, Ding Yi learned his half step of attacking, turned around and raised his right arm. Bang, his elbow hit Su Ya GE's face.

"Putong" brother Su Ya falls to the ground by Ding Yi, covering his face and screaming.

"Hiss" on the side of the small yuan to watch the air-conditioning, his face can not believe the color.

Two people fight, but between lightning and flint, gold hair and wind boy these laymen even two people's movements may not see clearly.

But he saw it clearly.

Su Ya Ge hit Ding Yi twice in a row in two seconds, but Ding Yi had no power to fight back.

But every time he hit Ding Yi, Su Ya was injured.

In the end, he was knocked down by Ding Yi.

"What the hell is Ding Yi?" This kind of playing method has never been heard before.

Without waiting for him to think about it, Ding Yi has defeated brother Su ya.

But see Ding Yi backhand a copy, copy up a stool on the side, to Su Ya elder brother's head again hit down.

"Moby." Xiao Yuan touched his hand back and stepped on the sofa. As he jumped up, the cold light flashed. In the air, a cold light came like a sharp arrow.

Coin? Ding Yi has been on guard against him for a long time. With his mind swept away, he turned out to be a flying knife.

It turns out that Xiao Yuan's real trump card is not a coin, but a throwing knife.

Flying dagger and flying dagger?

This flying knife has long palm, thin thumb, heavy weight and fast speed.

When Ding Yi picked up the stool, Xiao Yuan made a knife. As soon as the stool was half smashed, the light of the knife was in front of Ding Yi.

Ba, Ba, Ba, the flying knife tore the stool to pieces. Ding Yi felt a light touch on his hand. At the same time, the brain door of the conditioned reflex deviated. Whoosh, the flying knife flew close to his ear, stared at the wall behind him, and fell into the handle of the knife.

"Hiss" this time, Ding Yi also scared out a cold sweat.

I almost lost my ears.

Fortunately, he has a mind that is faster than his eyes and is accurate. As soon as the opponent's sword moves, Ding Yi's mind has already seen his route and made a prediction in advance.

If you rely on your eyes, he will never have time to hide.

"Zheng, Zheng." At the same time, Xiao Yuan's body changed position continuously, jumping from the sofa to the desk, and then from the desk to the ground.

His body is extremely sensitive. Every time he changes his position, a Throwing Knife flies out of his hand.

On a hot day, there are few clothes. Except Ding Yi, no one knows where his throwing knife is hidden.

At this time, Ding Yi's mind had an effect.

His mind is faster and more accurate than his eyes. Ding Yi stands still, his shoulder shakes and swish, and the second knife flies out against his face.

Then he reached out and grabbed the third knife.

This knife is very powerful. After Ding Yi received it, his arms were driven to fly. Then he could not help but step back for three steps.

"Good Dao technique." Ding Yi sincerely appreciates it.

Xiao Yuan is ten times more powerful with a knife than with a gun.

He is really praising, but Xiao Yuan thinks Ding Yi is insulting himself.

My Sabre is good. Will you catch me empty handed? Xiao Yuan's face was blue and white for a while, squatting on another table, staring at Ding Yi: "so you play a pig and eat a tiger? How far have you been practicing? Dark energy? Or the peak of dark strength? "

He and brother Su Ya are just entering Mingjin. In Chinese culture, they can only be regarded as primary school students.

Looking at Ding Yi's performance, he thinks that Ding Yi has at least reached the dark strength.

Ding Yi couldn't understand, so he had to smile: "you don't have a knife. Next time you come out, bring more knives."

He could see clearly, and this little yuan had three knives.

Xiao Yuan's nickname is "Yuan Sandao". He usually works for Xiao Hu, and he can do it with three knives.

But today, he did his best with three swords, and he couldn't help feeling powerless.

"Don't mess around. There are people outside. The dark energy is nothing in Dongning." Xiao Yuan stares at Ding Yi, but he doesn't dare to do it again.

Yuan san dao lost his Dao. He went 70% of the time.

"Brother Cong, kill him." At this time, the side of the Suya brother did not accept the call up.

Brother Suya just got up from the ground, covering his face in one hand and preparing to hold his mobile phone in the other.

"Ha ha" he didn't say it was OK. As soon as the words came out, the golden hair on the side laughed.

You say that in front of brother Yi?

"Laugh at you, golden hair. You're dead." Brother Su Ya took out his cell phone from his pocket, but he didn't forget to raise his head and scold Jinmao.

"Did you hear that? He said you're dead." Ding Yi's face sank and he strode forward.

"Sue, let's go." Xiao Yuan's face changed greatly. His wrist trembled and collapsed again. A coin flew past like an arrow.

Without a knife, he can only use coins, hoping to stop Ding Yi.

But how could Ding Yi put the coin in his eyes? When he was walking, he flew a foot. When he kicked the coin, the coin immediately bounced away, hit the edge of the sofa and then bounced to the ground.