This is just a short period of time, but it has improved so much?
Yan Ming observed carefully and found that not only were the Black Lotus cultists below more numerous, but their positions were also particular, with hidden patterns, forming a vague formation.
The soul-stirring syllables he performed seemed to be different from before.
What it brings is a huge jump in effectiveness.
The secret sound has been amplified by so many people, so it can actually have an impact on me?
"boom!"
With the sound of bursting in the air, Wu Yanquan, a powerful martial artist from the front, slammed towards him.
Yan Ming's eyes froze, and his consciousness was already locked on the dragon-binding rope and the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle in his carry-on bag.
As long as they are close to each other, these two things are very useful and can do amazing things.
After receiving the fists that were coming like raindrops, and just about to get close, the Cangjiu Holy Envoy suddenly attacked from behind and shouted.
"Be careful, don't get close. This guy has two very powerful hidden weapons."
Yan Ming frowned.
It seems that the other party has learned about the process of capturing Yidianhong and Baoxiang last time and made preparations in advance.
Sure enough, Wu Yan responded and kept his distance.
The power of the dragon-binding rope lies in its close proximity and surprise. Once it touches someone, it can automatically climb up.
But if it is thrown from such a long distance and the opponent is on guard, as long as he avoids it with all his heart, the thrown rope will definitely not be able to keep up with the speed of a warrior of this level.
Yan Ming's speed suddenly increased and he quickly took the initiative to close the distance.
"Bang bang bang!"
Intense punches continued to hit him, and a large number of fist shadows appeared in the air.
The Cangjiu Holy Envoy took the opportunity to sneak attack from behind.
Waves of strange and feminine internal energy turned into sharp threads, winding towards Yan Ming.
Just as Yan Ming was about to backhand away, the magical attack from below made him slightly dizzy.
It must be said that the other party was extremely well prepared and used one method after another.
When masters fight, even if the impact is slight for a short time, it will have very serious consequences.
Yan Ming's internal energy surged wildly, and the sword force expanded, separating the threads.
However, the internal strength of this Cangjiu Holy Envoy is very strange, and upon contact, it only feels obvious that it is flexible and sticky.
Although Yan Ming swung away the opponent's attack, more than half of his strength seemed to be stuck, and the internal energy consumed was much higher than that of the opponent.
It left a few afterimages in the distance, dodging the punch coming from behind.
With a graceful turn in the air, Yan Ming took out the Qingxin Yulu Pills from his bag and put it into his mouth like lightning.
In an instant, a refreshing feeling of coolness rushed directly to the Tianling Cap.
The slight stagnation and dizziness caused by the slight impact on my mind disappeared instantly.
On the contrary, the eyes and ears are clear, and both combat awareness and reaction speed are sharper than before.
But Yan Ming was also amazed.
The Black Lotus Sect is indeed powerful, and spiritual secret techniques are scarce in the world of martial arts.
Not only does the other party have it, but after the increase in number of people and formation, it can also have an impact on myself who possesses the Soul Transfer Technique.
Completely freed from the influence, Yan Ming was full of fighting spirit. He rushed forward and was in front of Wu Yan in the blink of an eye.
The bloody knife in his palm emitted a dazzling sword light, and Wu Yan's body was tense to the limit. He punched many punches in one second, and little metallic colors appeared on his body surface.
The sound of rumbling internal forces colliding and breaking can be heard endlessly.
During the stalemate, Yan Ming pinpointed the opponent's position.
The inner energy of the essence flowed out silently along the shadow of the knife. As soon as it emerged from the tip of the knife, it instantly transformed from invisible to tangible, condensing several cone-shaped offensive lines.
On the third level, Ling Zhui Dark Energy is cast.
As soon as it came into contact with the condensed power shield on Wu Yan's body, it invaded instantly like a needle pricking tofu.
Wu Yan remembered Cangjiu Holy Envoy's reminder in his heart, and kept changing directions while fighting Yan Ming, trying to distance himself.
As soon as Ling Zhui's dark energy touched his body, he felt a sense of crisis that he had encountered his nemesis!
Ling Zhui's dark strength was originally designed to defeat external strength, but Yan Ming improved to such a level in a short period of time.
"ah!"
Wu Yan exclaimed, while retreating quickly, his internal energy surged out, instantly forming layers of protective power on his body surface.
But Yan Ming was much faster than him. In an instant, he was close to his body and his hands were already attached to his luggage.
Before the dragon-binding rope appeared, the Cangjiu Holy Envoy's attack from behind came close.
The attack was stronger than before, obviously to contain Yan Ming.
"Whoosh!"
Yan Ming suddenly abandoned Wu Yan, turned around unexpectedly, and bumped into the Cangjiu Holy Envoy.
At the same time, he waved out the dragon-binding rope in his hand.
At the same time, several warriors had already emerged from the courtyard wall and looked inside.
"ah!"
The sudden glimpse of the scene here shocked them all.
The battle was fierce, and they all happened to see the close combat between Yan Ming and the powerful martial artist Wu Yan.
"Where did this kid come from? He actually dared to fight against the Black Lotus Sect alone. He really messed up this place!"
The leading knight looked at it for a moment and then made up his mind.
"Let's do it too!"
They are also here to deal with the Black Lotus Sect. They originally planned to do it tonight, but they don't want to miss this opportunity.
As soon as he finished speaking, several warriors rushed towards Wu Yan who was retreating rapidly.
Wu Yan tried his best to dodge, but Ling Zhui's dark energy finally penetrated several layers of energy shields and gradually weakened and dissipated.
But he still made a small opening on his chest.
"Black lotus thief, suffer death!"
Two warriors rushed behind Wu Yan and slashed with their swords.
They had just seen the scene of Yan Ming and Wu Yan fighting inextricably, and thought that the other party was just an ordinary Qi and Blood state.
But who would have expected that when the blade reached his body, it failed to break through Wu Yan's body-protecting power. Instead, his own weapon was bounced so high that he almost lost his hand.
"Go to hell!"
Wu Yan used both fists to blast directly through their bodies.
The two warriors didn't even make a sound, they were killed instantly!
"What!"
Both the few warriors who followed, as well as the leading knight and the woman holding the sword, were all frightened by the scene before them.
According to the information they received, the Black Lotus priest here is at the second level of the Qi and Blood Realm, and the rest are all second-level and third-level warriors.
They should be more than enough to deal with.
Where did this fierce guy in front of me come from?
Several warriors who wanted to step forward and attack them stopped abruptly, their eyes full of fear.
When they saw Yan Ming fighting with him just now, they had the illusion that I could do it for him.
But who would have thought that this is not the case at all!
With the same punch strength, Yan Ming could take it head-on, but if it came to them, they would only be killed.
With just one touch, the difference is immediately noticeable.
Wu Yan glanced at a few people and snorted coldly.
"Hmph, who did I think it was? It turned out to be the little beast born to that old dog Wen Bingtai!"
"Monster, be respectful with your mouth. I, Wen Xuan, am going to eradicate you guys today..."
Before he finished speaking, Wu Yan suddenly punched out, but the target was the pretty woman next to him.
"There are also thin willows, swords, and rocks like swallows. Today we are blessed with beauty."
Before she finished speaking, before the woman could draw her sword, a warrior in front of her was killed.
The strong wind blew her almost off her feet.
Facing this group of warriors who did not know whether to live or die, Wu Yan became murderous. Just as he was about to rush in, he heard the voice of the Cangjiu Holy Envoy.
Turning around suddenly, he saw Yan Ming waving a chain, automatically coiling in the air several times and touching the Cangjiu Holy Envoy.
At the same time, Yan Ming's Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle was also held in his palm.
Moreover, he had also noticed several warriors who suddenly appeared and died suddenly, and he couldn't help but frown.