The Longevity Martial Arts Path: Starting with the Five Elements of Health

"Yan Song? Is it Yan Song, the flying sand knife?"

"These five people are looking for him to seek revenge!"

Inside the inn, there were guests whispering.

Some were watching the excitement, while others were afraid of causing trouble, so they hurriedly took out some copper plates from their arms and put them on the dining table.

"No problem, it's not convenient to do it here, let's go outside to settle the grievances!"

Yan Song suggested lightly.

The short-haired strong man Sun Buwen and the others heard the words, hesitated for a while, and then nodded. There are many people in this place, and it is really difficult to do something. Going outside to solve the grievances can also avoid making things too big and provoking them. Out of other unnecessary troubles!

Sun Buwen and the others turned around and headed out of the inn first, but at this moment, a icy cold suddenly appeared in the depths of Yan Song's eyes.

Without warning, Yan Song, who was sitting on the seat, stood up. He took a half step slightly, and the force was transmitted from the ground to his waist and arms. Holding the scabbard in one hand and the hilt in the other, he slammed out. Knife!

"Be careful!"

Sun Buwen noticed the change behind him, and realized that it was not good. While he rushed forward to dodge, he shouted loudly to remind his companions.

The other four reacted fast enough, but there were still two people who moved slightly slower.

"Pfft!"

In the crisp sound of flesh and blood tearing, two of the nine thieves in Mangshan were caught off guard. The two great heads were chopped off by Yan Song's sharp knife from behind.

"Ahhh! Killed! Killed!"

There was a brief silence in the inn, and then panic and sharp screams resounded in the inn.

The splattered blood and the falling head were beyond the limit that most people could bear!

"This knife... it's not bad!" Su Changkong's eyes lit up slightly, Yan Song's knife seemed simple, but it was a combination of speed and skill, similar to drawing a knife, fast and accurate, killing him in an instant The opponent's two powerful warriors!

"Damn! Despicable!"

Sun Buwen and the other three were suddenly shocked and angry, their eyes were red, and they were furious.

This Yan Song is too despicable. One second, he suggested everyone to go out to settle their grievances, but as soon as they turned around, Yan Song did not hesitate to kill people in this inn, carrying out a sneak attack, causing their two companions to die tragically on the spot!

"Soldiers don't tire of deceit! Are you not despicable if you use more to deceive less?"

Yan Song laughed, he knew that the five Mangshan Nine Thieves were fierce and cruel. They were not ordinary bandits. They were all warriors above the level of Refinement. , the odds are much greater.

"Come on together! Kill him!"

Sun Buwen roared, pulled out the long knife around his waist, and the two remaining companions were full of murderous aura, and at the same time slaughtered towards Yan Song.

Sun Buwen's swordsmanship was ferocious, he raised his hand and slashed out, slicing the air with an audible tearing sound, with extraordinary momentum.

"clang!"

Yan Song swung the knife to block, and the two long knives collided, making a crisp sound of gold and iron, and sparks from the collision sputtered out.

"Clang!"

That Sun Buwen's swordsmanship opened and closed, and he fired one after another. A long sword danced like a spinning wheel, only attacking but not defending. If you are not careful, your opponent will be cut in half. The strength is extraordinary!

And Yan Song is also right to his reputation in the Qingshui City martial arts. He is known for his fast and delicate swordsmanship. With only a few moves, he forced Sun Buwen to switch from offense to defense.

However, Sun Buwen has two companions who are not much weaker than him. They are masters who have entered the realm of strength training for many years and have reached the peak of ordinary people!

"kill!"

The other two warriors, one from the left and one from the back, attacked Yan Song with their swords.

It is difficult for one person to fight against two opponents of the same level, and it is not the first time for the three of Sun Buwen to join forces to fight the enemy, and the cooperation is quite tacit.

"Clang clang clang!"

Yan Song was obviously struggling with one against three.

Yan Song is a martial artist at the pinnacle of inner strength. In addition to his endurance surpassing that of a force-refining martial artist, his strength and speed are actually not comparable to those of a power-refining martial artist, unless he reaches the divine power level!

"Kakkaka!"

The aftermath of the battle between the four of them ripped apart the tables and chairs in the hall, and the food and soup were scattered all over the place.

"This is the battle between warriors? It's amazing! That Yan Song doesn't seem to be the opponent of the three!"

"One against three is normal!"

Some guests marveled at the strength of the martial artist, and the destructive power of the fight made ordinary people dare not even approach.

Yan Song was clearly at a disadvantage with one enemy three.

"Three little thieves! Red Fire Art!"

Yan Song let out a low voice, but a scarlet color appeared on his face, and his eyes were full of anger. The muscles and veins of the arm holding the knife were bulging, and the faint crimson fire on the blade was flowing, exuding a scorching aura!

Yan Song slashed out with a knife, causing Sun Buwen's complexion to change suddenly, and he felt a surge of heat coming from his face!

"clang!"

Sun Buwen blocked with the body of the blade, and in the crisp sound of the collision, a huge force struck, causing him to stagger back a step or two, and the arm holding the blade was sore and numb.

"Really? Did Yan Song grab the Red Fire Art at that time?"

Seeing this, Su Changkong was also slightly surprised.

Yan Song followed up with the man in the fox mask who bought the Chihuo Gong. He didn't know whether he stole the Chihuo Gong from the man in the fox mask or reached an agreement. Repaired the infuriating!

"kill!"

Yan Song's infuriating energy condensed, his combat power soared, his face flushed red, and with one enemy three, he suppressed three warriors with peak refining power, fierce and unusual!

But Su Changkong knew that it had only been over a year and less than two years, and Yan Song's infuriating energy must be very thin.

However, Su Changkong had no intention of intervening. Whoever wins or loses on the two sides doesn't care about his business, just watch the fun!

In the center of the hall, the tables and chairs were shattered, a mess, and with a cry of exclamation, a scarred-faced man among the Nine Thieves of Mangshan was torn with a deep, bone-deep wound on his chest. .

At this time, a ruthless look flashed in Sun Buwen's eyes. He turned over his cuff, and a gray sphere the size of an adult's fist appeared in his palm, and then threw it violently, smashing it towards Yan Song's face. .

Yan Song was startled, but reacted very quickly, slashing at the gray sphere that was suspected of being a hidden weapon.

"puff!"

The blade slashed the gray sphere, and the gray sphere shattered and turned into gray-white powder, which drenched Yan Song's face with inertia.

"what!"

Yan Song let out a painful muffled sound, powder penetrated into his eyes, and suddenly a burning pain hit, making Yan Song's eyes uncontrollably close and weep.

What Sun Buwen threw seems to be something similar to a lime ball, which is undoubtedly an inferior means, but it is very useful!