Yun Yi actually didn't care much about Zhang Wuguo's eighteen soldiers. Aren't they just eighteen larger men?
Such people can be easily defeated by themselves.
But at this time, Old Long Aolai's words made Yun Yi curious.
"What does it mean to be somewhat evil?" Yun Yi asked.
"Don't you know how to read it yourself?" Old Long Aolai said this.
Yun Yi almost vomited blood. The old dragon spoke so excitedly that he thought he was going to give him some popular science. In the end, he said, "Don't you know how to read it yourself?"
At that moment, Yun Yi replied, "Of course I can read it myself. Senior, if you don't want to give me advice, don't speak."
"Hey, you kid..."
Old Long Aolai obviously didn't expect Yun Yi to respond like this. After being slightly stunned, he didn't say anything.
Just wait for Yun Yi to see it for himself.
It's good if he can see it. If he can't see it, he will ask himself for advice, and that's the time to slap him in the face.
But soon, Yun Yi said: "I can see that these eighteen soldiers seem to have a breath of energy on their bodies, and it is an aura that has a certain suppressive effect on the monks' true energy. What is going on?
?Are there any warriors specially trained for monks?"
"You're quite smart, kid."
Old Long Aolai said: "As long as you can see it, I don't know why it is like this."
"Then senior, just keep silent."
Old Long Aolai: "..."
Yun Yi's original intention was not to quarrel with the old dragon, but recently the old dragon was quite talkative, but the words he spoke often did not have much nutritional content, so now Yun Yi directly quarreled with the old dragon.
The effect was still good, and the old dragon didn't say anything.
Yun Yi looked at the eighteen soldiers in front of him and smiled at Zhang Wuguo: "These people of yours look very simple. Why do you think they are specifically targeting me?"
"you are wrong."
Zhang Wuguo shook his head and said, "It's not specifically for you, but specifically for people like you."
"Yeah?"
Yun Yi pursed his lips and said, "Isn't Qingxue the same type of person as me?"
"Qingxue is different from you. Qingxue is the person I want to protect, so I will never let my eighteen soldiers hurt her, but you, my eighteen soldiers can tear you apart."
"Then let me take a good look at what you are capable of as a soldier of the Eighteenth Army."
"good."
Zhang Wuguo agreed, and then waved his hand to the eighteen soldiers around him to take action.
The movements of these eighteen soldiers were exactly the same, and every movement seemed to have been rehearsed countless times in advance, so they acted as neatly as a military parade.
The unified movements of eighteen people made Yun Yi feel dizzy.
And I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Yun Yi felt that when he looked at these eighteen soldiers, they all had the same burly figure, the same big face, and the same slender hair.
Are these the Eighteen Bronze Men of Shaolin?
The next moment, the fists of the eighteen soldiers were attacking Yun Yi intensively.
really!
The moment the eighteen soldiers launched an attack together, Yun Yi felt their suppression of his aura.
I don’t know if these people in Yanjing have discussed it in advance. Recently, there have been many monsters that specialize in suppressing monks. Just like the eighteen armored soldiers in front of them, they can suppress monks just by their breath.
"Bang~~"
There was a loud explosion of breath, Yun Yi just turned on the spot, and the profound energy in his body burst out, shaking away the eighteen armored soldiers around him.