Chapter 506: Double Harmony Retreat the Enemy
The light skills of this purple-robed masked man are naturally not bad, so he is quick.
But no matter how fast he is, he cannot be so fast that he can make two people who are highly alert to him. He will be attacked by him without any reaction in such a broad daylight environment.
Therefore, the masked man rushed halfway and met a pack of powder that was coming from his face.
Of course, he was not afraid of this...at least he thought he was not afraid.
From his perspective: I am wearing a mask myself. As long as I hold my breath when I hit the powder, then use my robe to disperse it a few times... I don't care whether it comes to lime powder or poisonous fog.
However, what Sun Yixie threw at this moment was neither lime powder nor poison powder, but the "stinky mucus" that Huang Donglai helped him to refine.
This thing... As mentioned in the previous document, as long as it dissipates when it encounters wind, it will take effect quickly and become very easy to absorb on the surface of the object. Whether it is clothing or human skin, once it is stained, it will continue to emit a serious odor of "not blowing away or washing". If you do not use special "odorant potion" to neutralize it, then this person will smell this way in the next few days and nights.
The man with a purple robe mask must not know this kind of attack method, or he would not have thought that there would be such a quality "hidden weapon" in this world.
You said this thing was fatal, but it wasn't... Even if someone without martial arts came today, he wouldn't be able to die if he got this one.
But at least, in the next one or two hours, he would be sobbing that he would burst into tears, and he would be nauseated and vomiting.
And in the next one or two days, he would feel like he was living in the toilet by himself.
"Ah-retreat!"
Two seconds later, Wu Mingzi, who stood in the distance and saw the yellow powder spreading out in the air, howled again like stress.
Even the white-robed masked man standing beside him was shocked by him, and immediately said to himself: "This guy is quite scheming on weekdays, why do you become shocked when you see the two boys taking action? Look, isn't this the most meaning just a pack of poison powder? Hey? No... what does this taste..."
At this moment, after smelling a light yellow aura that drifted in the wind, the face of the white-robed masked man also changed.
The purple-robed masked man who was "in the middle" by the smell of smell stopped unexpectedly.
"You...you...this is..." He stood there, his posture was not relaxed, nor did he stop holding his breath, but the tears from his eyes told him that even if he didn't breathe, it seemed that his body had some reaction to this large piece of "yellow powder".
A few seconds later, before Sun Huang could speak, Wu Mingzi over there began to think about it and speak: "It's hard... Could this be the 'Shit Burst Star'?"
When the man in white robe and masked man heard this, he was wondering whether he had not learned Chinese well. He couldn't help but reply to Wu Mingzi in a low voice: "Do you want to listen to what you are talking about?"
And the masked man who was about to change from a purple robe to a "yellow robe" was even more shocked when he heard this and blurted out: "What? Shit?"
Not to mention him, the gang members of the value gangs around him were so quick to hear this. Even the wounded who were dragged away by them were excited. For example, Liu Ming, who had been beaten to vomit blood and was dying, was as if he was reborn, and his voice became louder: "Brother, please work harder! I can hold on, drag me away quickly!"
In short, after Wu Mingzi's groundless words, the "stinky breath" thrown by Sun Yixie is either shit or shit.
But to some extent, his operation was somewhat helpful to them - he at least forced the surrounding "encirclement" to be dispersed.
"You! You are so... despicable! dirty!" After a while, the purple-robed masked man was weeping more and more tears and snot, and he gradually accepted the setting of "shit" in his heart. He started to curse at that time, but when he scolded, he found that these commonly used words were not enough to describe how bad the opponent's behavior was.
After scolding, he stopped holding his breath because he thought: Anyway, this is not a poisonous fog, it is just a stench. If the stench is sucked in, it will not kill anyone. It is just a bit disgusting. If you endure it, you will pass. However, keeping your breath will affect my exercise.
However, he still underestimated the power of this stinky mucus...
If this thing is really shit, it's nothing, the problem is not.
As a by-product of Huang Donglai's "small hobby of alchemy", Sauce Powder is essentially a chemical weapon with very high purity and no less than modern tear gas. When Sahara Sect, who was resurrected by the Dead Ghoul on another timeline, I was already in a "living dead" state, and was also spurted by this thing. How could you, a living person, "bearable and pass away"?
Sure enough, the moment he started breathing again, the man in purple robe was spontaneously caused by the strong smell that rushed straight to his forehead, and almost staggered to the ground.
"This...what is this...she..." Before he finished speaking, this guy couldn't help but vomit it out on the spot.
And at this time, his mask with pretty good sealing... became a burden.
The gushing vomit soon filled the inside of the thick mask and flowed out from the openings of its eyes and nostrils, as well as the fit between the edges of the mask and the face.
The man with purple robe mask had to take off the mask immediately, but because of the orders from his superiors, they must not reveal their identities at this stage, so after he took it off, he could only use his robe to cover his face again so that people could not see his appearance.
In this way, he could no longer go up and do something with Shuangxiu, and even speak loudly... because the unmodified voice may also expose him.
"'Bai'...I can't help but take action...I'm so angry...Why don't you go?" The man in purple robe wiped away the filth on his face, and whispered to his companion while wiping away the filth on his face.
The white-robed masked man was originally very arrogant, but now he not only had a serious expression under his mask, but even his tone of speaking became cautious: "First...Brother, we don't have to get so close to each other, I can hear..." He said, then took a few steps back and stayed away from the purple-robed man, "Secondly...I'm honest, I'm not afraid that I can't beat them, but what if they still have 'that'..."
"You..." The man in purple robe was already a little angry, "What are you thinking? What they used... It's definitely not 'that', where is the 'that'? And... Don't rush as quickly as I do, see it and then go up. When you see them raising their hands to throw things, you can hide away and escape from the range of the powder bursting?"
That's it, but the man in white robe and masked looked at his companion's condition and was still a little hesitant.
He thought for a while and said, "Brother...you said, if I get caught and do the same as you, I have to take off my mask. Isn't that easy to deal with?"
"Bastard!" said the man in purple robe angrily, "If that's the case, we'll just stop covering our faces and fight for all our strength to kill. As long as we kill all the people here, no one will know our identity?"
Everyone, what he said was actually stinking to death by the stinking, and it was a bit of a matter of course.
Not to mention anything else, if the situation was really the case that the man in the purple robe talked about, Ding Buzhu would definitely order his subordinates to run away from all directions. Unless you know how to clone the art, it would be impossible to kill all so many people.
And just as the two masked men were arguing...
"Hey! Have you finished discussing it? Can you still get there?" Sun Yixie in the distance began to shout again.
"I thought he was a master, but that was the end?" Huang Donglai was also sarcastic.
Obviously, these two guys had already seen from the actions of the man in purple robe that the other party was inconvenient to "show up", so they felt that they had caught the other party's weakness and began to slap in their faces.
"You two shameless villains! Don't go too far! I'll break you sooner or later... I'll cover you with my robe sleeves, covering my face, pressing my voice to cover up my original voice, cursing and vomiting.
"What are you doing? If you don't accept it, come and fuck me~" Sun Yixie became more and more arrogant when he saw this. "If you have the ability, just cover your face and hit me to see if you can hit me, hahahaha..."
As soon as he spoke, Sun Yixi's sarcastic laughter was still floating, and the white-robed masked man suddenly started and killed him in a quiet voice.
On the one hand, this person figured it out and felt that as long as he was cautious and he would not be hit by "that", he was really unbearable to be beaten by Sun Yixie like this.
There is no doubt that the white-robed masked man's movements were also very fast.
But he didn't, or he didn't dare to rush as quickly as the man in purple robe before.
And Sun Huang's side...the smelly smell is gone, to be honest.
Generally, there are not as many as two packs on your body at the same time.
Of course, Sun Yixie was always ready to fight when mocking him. Faced with this enemy's surprise attack, which was not so fast, he still had time to use his trident to counterattack.
Pong-
After a breath, there was a tremor.
The strange weapon of the white-robed man and Sun Yixie's strange weapon collided with each other.
But the result is evenly matched.
At this moment, both of them were shocked.
It seems that... "a treasure weapon made of meteorites" is not just one in this world.
Just as the two of them were stunned, Huang Donglai had already attacked the white-robed masked man.
This time, he used serious hidden weapons.
Several locust stones point directly to several key points on the side of the human body, like flying fire meteors, coming quickly.
"Hmph! A trick of a carrot!" This relatively normal attack method is no longer a problem in the eyes of the white-robed masked man.
But seeing that he only used one hand and was the non-usual hand that did not hold a weapon, he easily took every hidden weapon that Huang Donglai called.
After receiving it, he still stretched out his hand as if showing off, so that Huang Dong could see clearly... all the locust stones were tightly sandwiched between his fingers, and no one fell to his back.
When Huang Donglai saw it, he thought it was bad. The opponent's martial arts skills were probably really first-class. Because even if Mr. Huang from the Huangmen of Shuzhong came in person today, he would have to use his hands to take over his son's hidden weapon in this way.
"Oh~ah!"
The next second, the white-robed masked man was still immersed in the pleasure of "fried fish". When he was a little distracted, Sun Yixie suddenly burst out with a crazy dog-like scream, and released the trident in his hand, unexpectedly took a step forward, and punched.
Not to mention, his hand... works.
Whether it is an inexplicable strange scream or this combo that is not in line with martial arts, it is an unexpected behavior of a person with a white robe mask.
It can be said that the means taught by the "Two Immortals of the Sea of ​​Clouds" were at least useful when they first met.
"Looking for death!" However, the white-robed masked man's martial arts skills were much higher than Sun Yixie's. After all, the latter's moves were abrupt, and the former still had time to take action.
Moreover, the white-robed masked man had already thought about it when he "takes the move", so he just deliberately tried a frontal fist. With his powerful skills, he directly broke the fist of the boy in front of him, so that he could know how desperate the gap between the two was.
So, the fist of the white-robed masked man was broken like this...
Of course, Sun Yixi's fist was also broken.
Brother Sun will have a comminuted fracture because the other party’s skills are really too strong.
The white-robed masked man would have a comminuted fracture because... what he faced today was the "Hitting Door God Fist".
To be continued...