Suddenly a handful of white ash shot up into the sky.
Several people were startled suddenly, and at the same time when their sight was blocked, a figure suddenly rushed out from Baihui, punching one of them.
Boom!
A bandit flew upside down, his chest collapsed. Seeing is not alive.
"Back to the Eight Shadows!"
Wei He's arms were like apes, and he counted points in the white ash like lightning.
The four bandits around only had time to yell before they were hit in the chest by his fist and fell down one after another.
Two of them vomited blood, and two of them managed to hold on, but their forearms and sternum were all cracked.
In just a few seconds, all the bandits fell to the ground, leaving only one bald man.
The bald head was terrified, knowing something was wrong, without saying a word, he grabbed a bag from his waist and was about to scatter it forward.
That is his special secret weapon, a special poison powder that has been prepared for a long time.
Once sprinkled and inhaled through the nose, it will definitely make people cough and suffer severe pain, and lose their combat effectiveness in a short time.
The last time he plotted against the master, he used this trick successfully.
Now
He grabbed the bag with his hand and was about to shake it forward.
Suddenly, a large group of black shadows hit him head-on.
Boom!
That was obviously one of his bandit subordinates just now.
The bandit was kicked into the air and hit the bald head hard. The two fell to the ground on the spot.
The bald head pushed the bandit away fiercely and was about to get up.
Suddenly his eyes went dark, and a big fist had already reached in front of him.
ah! !
He roared wildly, knowing that he had reached the critical point of life and death.
The bag in his hand was about to be lifted up and let go.
Poof!
Unexpectedly, what was held in that fist was also a handful of ashes.
Whitelime hit him right in the face on the spot.
ah! ! !
He let out a scream.
I didn't expect the opponent to be so fast. Combined with the strength of the previous opponent's attack, four people were sent flying in an instant.
This kind of strength and explosive power, even he can't do it, he must be a master of the second blood!
Such a master, even if he confronts him head-on, he is far from being an opponent.
But what he didn't expect was that the other party chose to play dirty tricks when they could beat him.
You are so powerful and you still make dirty tricks, shameless! ! ?
The bald head wants to cry but has no tears, and the heart is ashamed.
Masters are not scary, what is terrible is that masters still use dirty tricks. This is simply no way out for people!
Lime was on his face, his eyes were burning and painful, and thoughts flashed through his bald head's mind, but unfortunately he didn't have much time to think about regrets.
Poof.
A fist hit his forehead, causing him to fly backwards, bleeding from seven holes, hit a big tree trunk, fell down, and was completely motionless.
The surroundings regained silence.
"I really wanted to leave at first oh" Now that I made a move, I can only kill this group of people.
No way, this world is like this.
Wei He withdrew his fist, picked up a few stones from the ground, and smashed them hard at the surrounding corpses one by one.
Be sure to mend it hard on everyone's forehead.
He didn't start searching until he was sure they were all dead.
A lot of good things were found from these ordinary bandits.
?There are three bags of suspected Mongolian sweat medicine and four bags of poisonous powder. Five dry food bags and water bags. A few golden beans, a unit of currency smaller than a gold leaf.
In addition, there is a special small bag and a withered yellow booklet.
"What is this?" Wei He first carefully held the small bag, opened it and looked at it from a distance. It contained a kind of light gray medicinal powder. He didn't know what it was, so he had to go back and identify it.
He carefully fastened the bag again, and fastened it to the position of the poison powder bag.
Then he threw a pile of food and drink into the water-resistant backpack, separated from the python meat, and finally picked up the booklet that was found from the bald bandit.
The paper of the booklet is dry yellow, and the corners have been worn out badly. On the cover, there are a few large characters written crookedly: Account Book of Li Family Medicine Store.
"Ledger?" Wei He quickly opened it with the tip of a knife.
It is not a ledger at all, but some complete practice maps.
?Writing on the left, graphics on the right, word by word, description"Okay, okay!" Fatty thought he was already sly enough, but he didn't expect to be pecked by geese all day today.
At the moment, he no longer has any scruples, and feels that the wound on his hand is itchy and unbearable, it must be poisoned.
He gave a low drink, mobilized all the energy and blood in his body, threw an antidote into his mouth, and rushed forward.
If this guy doesn't move, it's like a mountain of meat, stomping on the ground so that grass clippings splash.
"Let me decide!!"
The fat man yelled, and his intact left hand was like a machete, and he slashed at Wei He's shoulder obliquely.
With this strike, he didn't shoot fast at first, but he accelerated suddenly in the middle, and the speed even exceeded Wei He's reaction, and he hit him hard on the shoulder.
Wei He also aroused his blood and gave a loud drink.
"Hundred Steps Divine Fist!!"
He flew out with one kick, and before the opponent's palm knife arrived, he slammed into the opponent's abdomen.
It is a truth that the legs are longer than the hands.
"Are you" The fat man was kicked in a crooked direction and brushed past Wei He.
But Shaoyang Palm is not only powerful, but also has a lot of experience in small-scale dexterity.
The moment he passed by, the fat man's palm quickly changed direction, turned into a fist, and hit Wei He's back.
Boom!
This punch changed too fast, Wei He didn't expect it, and was hit on the spot.
But it's a pity that the fat man snorted, and the place where his fist hit was actually an iron plate.
Although his punch made the iron plate dented, he was also shaken by the shock force so that his bones ached.
Wei He did his part, turned around and rushed over, his fists were like guns, and kept hitting the fat man.
Fatty was frustrated again and again, and at this moment he became anxious, and confronted him head-on.
The two people's fists and palms intersected, and their blood surged.
It's not over ten breaths.
Fatty's face turned blue, and he fell on his head.
? The poison on the stabbing and the poison of the poisonous powder finally broke out
Wei He was panting like a cow, and this battle could be said to have brought his combat power to the extreme.
The person in front of him is an unprecedented enemy he has ever seen since his debut.
If he hadn't made complete preparations in advance for hunting this time, if he met each other in a normal state, it would be really uncertain who would live and who would die.
He looked at the fat man who was twitching all over the ground and was gradually immobile. He pulled out a poison cone with his backhand and swung it hard at the fat man.
Although he has never practiced hidden weapons, he can still do it by throwing the awl hard at a distance of only a few meters and letting the awl hit the opponent.
After all, he is also a person with a second breakthrough in qi and blood, and his physical fitness is far beyond ordinary people in all aspects.
Chick.
As soon as the awl flew out, the fat man dexterously jumped up, avoided the awl, and threw a dart at Wei He.
Not one dart, but a handful, at least a dozen or so darts, smashed at Wei He. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com