85: Meeting Tiesha again
With a loud clang!
Han Yi, using his Black Gold Gauntlets, barely managed to block the charging big man on horseback.
'Swallow Peck!'
Immediately after, he leaped back and kicked diagonally in mid-air, sending the person closest to him flying.
The person who was kicked instantly had a bloody abdomen, with muscles and skin turned outward, and fell to the ground with a scream.
'Crushing Stone Splitting Earth!'
Another man charged forward with a knife. Without hesitation, Han Yi instantly unleashed his Refining Blood, his arm muscles bulging, and executed the Thunder Palm.
With a crack.
Instantly, the man's chest bone caved in, and he vomited large mouthfuls of blood, flying back over ten meters, his life unknown.
'Swallow Flight!'
The four forms of Flying Swallow Kick: 'Swallow Peck', 'Swallow Flight', 'Swallow Piercing Cloud', 'Swallow Returns'!
After mastering the Flying Swallow Kick, Han Yi had long since integrated and could freely switch between these four forms.
Taking advantage of this moment of fierce deterrence, Han Yi's figure was like lightning, suddenly flashing out of the gap and leaning his back against a large tree several people thick.
"Kid, your death is nigh today!"
The big man on horseback grinned hideously, waved his hand, and the crowd slowly surrounded him in a fan shape.
Han Yi slightly calmed his breathing and fixed his gaze on the few people in front of him.
The big man leading on horseback was none other than Han Yi's defeated opponent, the second boss of the Black Wind Stronghold—Iron Kill!
At this time, the value floating beside him was '40(45)~55(70)'.
Clearly, the Black Wind Horse he was currently riding was not as spirited and handsome as the Black Wind Horse that had died last time.
And the few bandits around him, at a glance, were also experienced and evil old hands, each with steady steps, fierce eyes, looking at Han Yi as if catching a turtle in a jar.
The overall strength of these few people was '25~32', and they were also Martial Artists in the Refining Bone Stage.
"You killed my third brother. Surrender now, and I'll give you a quick death!"
"Otherwise..." Iron Kill smiled sinisterly, "I'll use you to light a sky lantern!"
Iron Kill made a gesture with the arm behind his back. It was clear that he also feared Han Yi's ghostly speed and was preparing to use some underhanded tricks.
"Surrender?" Han Yi chuckled softly, "It's still uncertain who will die. Maybe your third brother is waiting underground to be reunited with you!"
"Kid is courting death!"
Iron Kill was furious, squeezed the horse's belly with his legs, shook his arms, raised his ghost-head broadsword high, and was about to hack down with the knife.
Han Yi watched Iron Kill's movements without blinking.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh
Unexpectedly, this was just a feint by Iron Kill. Several bandits behind him were throwing hidden weapons and lime at Han Yi as if they were free.
They wanted to use hidden weapons to restrict Han Yi's movements.
Thud, thud, thud
Fortunately, Han Yi reacted quickly. He took a step with his Flying Swallow Kick, his figure graceful, and leaped onto the branches of the big tree.
The hidden weapons embedded in the big tree, making a dull sound.
"Damn it!" Han Yi cursed inwardly.
If he had the Xuan Tie Sword in hand, these hidden weapons could easily be blocked.
But because Han Yi was going to the Li Residence today, he had left the Xuan Tie Sword in the Bai Family Courtyard.
He had only gone out wearing fine leather armor and the Black Gold Gauntlets.
Although his strength had decreased without the Xuan Tie Sword, dealing with these people was still not a problem!
Han Yi glanced at his value, enhanced by the leather armor and gauntlets, which was a formidable '71~89'!
Under the scattering of lime, smoke billowed, and a big man riding a massive creature charged out from within. He held the ghost-head broadsword horizontally across his shoulder blades, intending to cut Han Yi in two with one strike!
"Soul Severing Blade Technique!"
"Die!"
Iron Kill had a fierce and malevolent look on his face, gritting his teeth as he shouted.
Han Yi's expression changed slightly. Iron Kill had chosen the timing very cleverly, precisely when he had just landed on the treetop and had not yet found his footing.
There was no time to dodge!
'Thunder Palm—Crushing Stone Splitting Earth!'
Han Yi's arm muscles suddenly swelled up a size, like old tree roots intertwined, with veins bulging.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The terrifying palm wind whistled forth, but his palm struck the end of the blade first, despite being unleashed later.
Clang!
The Black Gold Gauntlets collided with the ghost-head broadsword, producing a deafening crash.
"What great strength!"
The moment the broadsword and gauntlets made contact, Iron Kill felt his arms go numb, and his hands loosened, nearly throwing the ghost-head broadsword away!
Fortunately, Iron Kill was experienced. He tightened his grip on the handle, but the blade had already changed direction, slashing crookedly towards the big tree.
Crack!
The blade plunged straight into the tree trunk, and the wide tree canopy instantly tilted and fell, scattering a large area of leaves and branches on the ground.
The moment the tree trunk tilted, Han Yi gathered his breath and leaped, his right foot lightly tapping the trunk. Like a Hungry Tiger descending the mountain, he charged straight towards the bandits behind Iron Kill who were shooting cold arrows.
Although these bandits were not very strong, with Iron Kill blocking in the front, they were truly disgusting throwing hidden weapons from behind.
Coupled with Iron Kill's preparedness and thorough planning, this group of subordinates, combined with his own strength in the Refining Blood, was indeed not to be underestimated!
While Iron Kill was unable to turn back, he had to clear them out first!
'Swallow Piercing Cloud!'
Han Yi lightly stepped, his left foot landing on the head of a bandit.
Bang!
The person's head instantly burst open like a watermelon, with red and white matter splattering everywhere.
"Run!"
The remaining bandits also knew they were no match for Han Yi and scattered and fled like birds and beasts.
But their speed was no match for Han Yi's Flying Swallow Kick.
Han Yi strode forward, his large fist like a wooden mallet, pounding into the back of a person's head.
With a crack
A large amount of white, sticky substance instantly flowed from the person's nose, mouth, and ears, and he fell to the ground dead.
Not one to do things by halves, Han Yi quickly, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, killed all these bandits within a few breaths.
He had no psychological burden in dealing with these utterly wicked bandits whose hands were stained with blood, and he showed no mercy.
"Stop!"
Iron Kill's furious roar sounded. He was enraged, wishing he could cut Han Yi into a thousand pieces.
He hadn't expected that Han Yi, taking advantage of the moment when his old strength was spent and new strength had not yet arrived, had killed all the men he had brought within just a few breaths.
These elite bandits were veterans who had followed them in raids for many years, had killed countless Martial Artists with the stronghold, and had dealt with the official army several times. They were experienced and strong, and were important figures in a major plan for the future.
He had brought a full third of their manpower to ambush Han Yi this time!
Now, they had all been lost at Han Yi's hands...
Even if I can go back alive, how can I explain it to Big Brother, Blood Butcher!
I must kill Han Yi!
Only then can I be worthy of the dead brothers!
Only this thought remained in Iron Kill's mind.
Thinking of this, Iron Kill panted heavily, his whole body's Refining Blood surging, his bloody clothes forming a shirt. He was prepared to kill Han Yi at all costs.