This is a common trick for people with strong internal strength to gather on their palms and absorb them with true qi.

The thief was secretly on guard.

Kang Yiren pushed his palm forward, and the tiles were like arrows, piercing the night.

In the sharp and harsh whistling sound, the Tuo Shuai turned around and frowned. Could it be that the other party didn't care about these people from the Peach Blossom Sword Pavilion?

But almost at the same time, the people holding the sword around were actually connected in their body movements, and their offensive had not changed, but their direction had completely changed.

"Sword Formation?" The Thief's eyes narrowed.

Before he could think too much, he shook his wrist and flicked it, and the special flying knife shot out.

The ignition lead, the flying knife cut a thread, as if cutting a waterfall, and the tiles collapsed from both sides.

The thief's coach turned over and slashed the sword energy. The flying sword danced like a butterfly between his fingers. He dealt with the seemingly calm but actually had difficulties that he knew.

Kang Yiren waved his sleeves and fingers together, and clamped the flying knife in the shooting.

But before the sneer on his lips spread, a cold light flashed in front of him!

At the critical moment, he had only had time to turn his head in a hurry, but his right face still felt cold.

Kang Yiren was stunned for a moment, until a warm and painful feeling came from his face, he came back to his senses, and his face was even more gloomy.

He raised his hand and touched his cheek, with blood in one hand.

It turned out that just now, the flying knife that was sandwiched between his fingers suddenly popped up. If he hadn't dodged in time, he would have been pricked in his eyes!

Kang Yiren's fingers moved. The flying knife, the size of a palm, just lost a piece at this time. At this time, the part he pinched was vaguely touched with a small clam.

He looked calmly, curiously but carefully approached him.

There are precision reeds in the flying knife and mechanisms that he can't understand. This is obviously just a normal-looking flying knife, so there is not much difference in weight.

Kang Yiren's face shivered and he threw the flying knife away.

He took a clean handkerchief from his arms and carefully wiped his side face. The hole was a bit long and it was a very sharp wound, which hurts very much.

He looked at the scene of Teng and moving around under the siege of everyone, but always couldn't get out the sword formation and the figures on the room, and his murderous intent was getting heavier in his eyes.

The Tuo Shuai could see clearly, and at the moment, he could only smile bitterly in his heart. It seemed that the little trick just now completely angered the other party.

Now, it is not easy for me to deal with these bastards who hold swords. If the other party takes action personally, I am afraid that I will be in great danger tonight.

"I'm afraid only the Mohist school can do such a precise mechanism, right?" Kang Yiren said in a cold tone.

The thief said casually: "Did you forget that there is still the prison of the Later Zhou Dynasty?"

"Why, as a member of the Mo family, do you dare not even admit your identity?" Kang Yiren mocked.

He was not unaware of what happened tonight, and at this time he was also speculating on the martial arts of the person in front of him.

The Tuo Shuai was silent for a moment and spoke, "So what?"

"Did you admit it?" Kang Yiren also smiled.

"It's your grandfather who thief!" The grandfather who thief laughed, mostly open-minded.

Kang Yiren snorted coldly, but he could also hear the meaning from the other party's laughter.

At this moment, he said bluntly: "Since you and I have no grudges, why bother to fight to death? Why not sit down and have a cup of tea?"

This time, the Tuo Shuai didn't even look at him. How could he not understand the other party's thoughts?

Kang Yiren shook his head and sighed as if he was a pity, "If the Mo family looks for you in the future, I'm afraid that I won't even be able to find the body."

The thief had no choice but to snort at this.

But he was not a person who gave up, and was still looking for a way to get out, but it seemed that he really had no choice.

And just as he was distracted, he couldn't dodge and was hit by a sword in his arm. Then, when he came back to his senses and noticed the injury, his legs and body were also injured by the sword energy.

The thief was suddenly filled with awesomeness and cheered up.

But he knew that whether it was the consumed internal energy or the current situation, it was just a needless delay.

Because in Liangzhou City today, no one who can save him is here. Su Che and Jiang Linghan were both seriously injured, and they don’t know where he is at this time.

"I hope everything goes well with them." Tuo Shuai thought to himself, "It's just a pity that he failed to fulfill General Su's instructions."

He felt a little disappointed, but more apologized.

However, he believed that even if he had no self, when the Mo family members arrived in Liangzhou City, they would find Su Che and take him to the government city. Then it would be safe.

...

The Tuo Shuai was injured more and more, but the people from Taohua Jiange actually stopped.

They surrounded them with swords, but they were a few steps away from him, and they looked no more contemptuous, and they were not reluctant.

They are the disciples who went down the mountain this time, and their martial arts are naturally not weak. It is rare for the person in front of them to last for so long.

But it was fine before. They had both offensive and defense in the sword formation, and few people were injured. But now, the opponent is at the end of his strength, so they have to be wary of his counterattack before his death.

If this person really wants to pull a few cushions on his back, it is not impossible to rely on his hard-to-defend flying knife.

The Tuo Shuai finally got to breathe. He knelt on the ground halfway and coughed a few times with some difficulty.

He had countless wounds from all sizes and small swords on his body, and he was completely a bloody man. Fortunately, he protected his face well, but he did not distort his appearance.

He smiled in his heart, his internal strength had almost been exhausted, and at this time, he had already stepped into the gates of hell with half his foot.

However, the thief still raised his eyes and looked at Kang Yiren who was more than ten steps away, with a toughness in his eyes.

He still has a flying knife, and he still has a blow.

But when the Thieves were in full swing, they were very sure of being confident when they were in their prime, and now they are even more so.

But even if he dies, he will not give up, nor will he give up the opportunity to take action.

Kang Yiren narrowed his old eyes, folded his palms in front of him, and smiled and said, "Do you drink tea?"

Without waiting for the Tuo Shuai to react, he smiled "haha", his internal strength surging in an instant, and the true energy emitted from the outside even condensed for a moment in front of him, almost as solid as the essence.

He is ridiculing and mocking the other party with practical actions.

Anyone in the world who has made a great reputation must have his trump card. But even if the person in front of him is not famous, even if the name of the "thief" is not revealed in the world, he is not an unknown person.

Kang Yiren knew that even under the current situation, the other party still had the power to counterattack.

But now, he deliberately made this move and said that he didn't care at all.

No matter how hard you have the ability to keep your chest in mind, just use it!

...

The thief laughed softly, not knowing what he was laughing at, maybe it was just a self-deprecation.

But at this moment, a chuckle suddenly came.

"You're all dead, can you still laugh?"

The sound is crisp, a little cold, and it looks less approachable.

However, this is the woman's voice, and she must be not very old.
Chapter completed!