Fantasy: I Can Deduce The Future

Xiao Yi thought for a while, and then asked: "Is the news accurate? Will their leader know Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms? Will they know how to beat dogs with sticks?"

Liu Mingliang was a little confused, and said with some doubts: "Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms? The name sounds powerful, and Beggar Sect shouldn't be such a powerful martial artist... I think it is possible to beat the dog with a stick..."

"Catching God, this news is absolutely accurate. There is a mixed bag of good and bad people in Beggar Sect. There are everyone, and there are no rules. It is very easy to get in." Wang Shan said aloud.

Xu Long also nodded, and said: "Someone in our group also inquired about the news in Beggar Sect. There is not a single qualified Practitioner in the entire Beggar Sect, and I haven't heard that their guild leader will practice Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms and dog-beating sticks."

Xiao Yi laughed dryly, touched his nose, and asked, "What about the others?"

"Hong Hui, the leader of the Four Seas Gang, is a Ninth Grade Practitioner. There is also a deputy leader in their gang. I heard that he also broke through to a Ninth Grade Practitioner recently."

Liu Mingliang continued to report.

"The president of the Small Knife Club should also be a Ninth Grade Practitioner. Some people have seen him fight with Hong Hui, and neither side took advantage of it!"

"Others, there is no news yet, and some of them are not yet sure whether they are true or not, and we need to inquire further."

Xiao Yi took a sip of tea, put his hand on his forehead, and seemed to be in deep thought.

"Start the simulation!"

[Reminder, for three months, you have practiced Tianyuan Jue day and night, with three months of comprehension and Internal Energy, you finally broke through and became an eighth-rank Practitioner. 】

[The simulation ends. 】

...

Huh~

He was overjoyed, he didn't expect that it would be a breakthrough if he only simulated it once, it seems that he has already reached the pinnacle of the Ninth Grade Practitioner last time.

Grade 8 Practitioner, steady!

Snapped!

Xiao Yi suddenly stood up, slapped the table, looked at everyone present, and said in a deep voice: "Then use the Beggar Sect first, take the guy, and follow me!"

"Yes!"

Everyone suddenly agreed.

A group of people, all with horizontal knives on their waists, filed out and headed towards the city gate.

"Old Wang, where is the entrance of Beggar Sect?" Xiao Yi asked.

"Well, the Beggar Sect is a bunch of poor people with no excuses. A brother from our team sneaked into the interior and said that they have all settled down in an earth temple outside the city recently."

Hearing this, Xiao Yi was a little embarrassed, and at the same time a little speechless, thinking that it couldn't be such a coincidence...

...

An hour later.

Xiao Yi was a little dazed looking at the even more dilapidated Earth Temple that was about to collapse.

Fast-forward three years, when he walked out from here, he never thought that one day, he would lead his troops here to catch criminals.

"Surrounded!" Xiao Yi waved his right hand and said loudly.

clatter...

Twenty arresters rushed forward quickly, and surrounded the land temple, which occupies an area of ​​less than half an acre.

The gate of the Earth Temple had long since disappeared, and they walked in directly.

"The official messenger is here..." A beggar with a disheveled face and a stained face suddenly shouted into the temple.

"To shut up!"

Boom!

Xu Long stepped forward quickly, scolded, and at the same time kicked the opponent down.

"Come on, go in and have a look, what's up with it." Xiao Yi greeted.

Passing through the screen wall in the temple, before reaching the main hall, twenty or thirty people ran out of the hall.

"You poor man, what are you doing here with all your enthusiasm?" A fat, well-dressed middle-aged man walked out of the crowd, and asked Xiao Yigong with a smile on his cupped hands.

In the beggar's nest, such a person appeared, and everyone felt a little funny.

But at the same time, it also shows that this person's identity is quite special.

"Who are you?" Liu Mingliang asked out loud.

"On the next Chen Tian side, Beggar Sect big Elder."

"Where's your helper?"

"The boss is not here, this poor man, why haven't you said what this is for?" Chen Tian asked with a smile.

At this time, Wang Shan saw a dark-faced man among the beggars, and he pointed quietly to the Great Hall behind him, with a hint of anxiety on his face.

"Captain Xiao, our people say there is something wrong with the Great Hall, let's check quickly!" Wang Shan walked two steps forward and whispered in Xiao Yi's ear.

Xiao Yi focused his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Take him down, let's go in and have a look first."

Clang!

After speaking, he drew his sword out of its sheath, lifted Internal Energy, stepped on Ye Qiu Fengbu, and rushed out at the head of the horse.

I saw that he tapped his toes lightly on the ground, and his whole body flew out like a wild goose. After two taps, he was already in front of Chen Tianfang.

This change caught everyone in the arena by surprise.

Chen Tianfang turned pale with fright, and wanted to punch back.

Boom!

The back of Xiao Yi's sword had already slammed heavily on the opponent's chest with great force, directly sending Chen Tianfang flying upside down, hitting the wall behind him and falling off.

Chen Tianfang suddenly collapsed to the ground, bleeding from his mouth, his face was as pale as paper.

It wasn't until this time that Wang Shan and the others realized what Xiao Yi meant by "take him down" just now...

"superior!!"

"Come on, brothers!"

All the arresters drew their knives one after another, pushed the already suppressed Beggar Sect people aside, tied their arms with the ropes they brought, and strung them together.

There are more than a dozen who want to escape, and the policemen are not vegetarians, they are ruthless, and they greet the vitals.

All of a sudden, there were wailings in front of the Great Hall, screams and begging for mercy.

Here, Xiao Yi rushed into the Great Hall, scanned around, found nothing except some bloodstains on the ground, it was empty.

"Catching God, they ran back, they shouldn't be far away." A dark-faced man ran in and said.

"This is Zhou Cheng from our group." Wang Shan introduced to Xiao Yi.

"Walk!"

Several people quickly passed through the Great Hall, chasing after the blood on the ground.

"stop!"

Just passing through the Great Hall, I saw a group of people fleeing for their lives.

Whoosh!

A Daoist figure flashed past, Xiao Yi was already two feet away, he leaped a few times, and instantly approached behind everyone in Beggar Sect.

Clang!

A cold light flashed, and a sword stabbed out, toward Xiao Yi's face, stabbing fiercely!

The sword came out suddenly and at a strange angle, but in his view, everything was a flaw, it was too slow...

Sure enough, it's not popular!

Xiao Yi leaned slightly, and slid to the right, avoiding the sword perfectly, and then swung the knife in his hand.

At this moment, everyone present felt a bone-piercing chill that went straight into their souls. There was a roar in his ears, as if a Nine Heavens thunder shot towards him, as if he was about to blow himself into pieces!

The light of the knife was like blood, causing a cloud of blood to fall in all directions...

what!

The man with the sword let out a loud cry, flew up with one arm, circled in mid-air, and landed on the ground with a plop.

The eighth-rank Practitioner, with a blow of anger, is as fast as a thunderbolt and as powerful as a tiger!

Xiao Yi kept moving, and the coercion of the eighth-rank Practitioner enveloped the entire small courtyard, making everyone feel as if they were being held tightly by a big hand, especially everyone in Beggar Sect, who were terrified in their hearts at this moment.

terrible!

Is that human being?

Their so-called master of swordsmanship was able to strike first, but was chopped off with a single knife...