Idle game leads to another world

Let’s not talk about the size and feel first. Yang Yiyi went up and fought with the ghost, which calmed the panicked chivalrous knights around.

If it was a ghost, why would she fight with you? She was just a ghost, and she was essentially the same as the cowards who were beaten and cried just now.

“Let me, Xu Wenyi, the Dragon of the River, come and fight…ah!”

“Get out of the way, watch Zhao Kuo with the Plum Blossom Sword…ah!”

“You still have to watch Bai Shiqing, the Punch of Nanshan…ah!”

Although she was a ghost, it should be made clear that she was playing ghosts with very sophisticated means.

Several guys who were famous all day were knocked to the ground as soon as they met.

“She is a master, don’t go one by one!”

“She provoked first, and she didn’t care about the rules of the martial arts world!”

“Come on together!”

That is, a just gang fight.

No matter how good his martial arts skills are, this person only has two arms and two legs, nothing more than others, and the principle that two fists cannot beat four hands still applies.

This group of Jianghu knights formed a group of three, and they used three different weapons to attack. For a while, the ghost-like figure of the "female ghost" was looming in the crowd, but it was obviously restricted in its range of movement.

At this time, the shopkeeper and the waiter who had just hidden under the counter finally re-lit the oil lamp, and the leaping flame replaced the cold moonlight.

Without the cover of darkness, the movements of the female ghost were more clearly seen.

However, I still couldn't see what she looked like, because she was wearing a big bamboo hat on her head, and the veil hanging down covered her face tightly.

Of course, everyone didn't care much about what she looked like.

Some people held guns and sticks, some held knives and swords, and a group of people used all kinds of weapons, crackling and chasing the female ghost. Whether they hit or not was another matter, but at least they were not killed in one glance like before.

Seeing that the ghost's range of movement was getting smaller and smaller, once there was no room for her to dodge, it would be useless to rely on her bare hands to fight against so many people's weapons.

The group of Jianghu knights thought that they had finally forced her into a dead end, and victory was just around the corner.

Who knew that the ghost turned her hands over, and her arms turned around her body, and a gust of wind rolled up with a whoosh.

The powerful internal force extinguished the light that had just been lit again, and the people who surrounded her were blown away by the airflow, just like a loud fart in the middle, and they all covered their faces and fled.

This person's internal skills were extremely profound, far more powerful than her fists and feet. The so-called heroes at the scene had loud names, but they were all the type of external skills. Facing the high-level true qi and internal strength, of course they couldn't stop it.

"This kind of skill is unprecedented. Who are you? Why did you hurt us?"

After retreating several steps, someone couldn't help asking.

But the other party still didn't say a word, and shook his hands, and several Jianghu knights who were in doubt fell down.

"Beware of hidden weapons!"

Although I still couldn't see what it was, I was mentally prepared and naturally didn't think it was a trick of demons and monsters.

"Watch my fist!"

At this moment, Yang Yiyi jumped over the encirclement and raised her fist to hit the "female ghost" in the center.

At such a close distance, there was no time to shoot the hidden weapon. The female ghost moved half a step horizontally and raised one foot high, almost raising the foot to the face, blocking the punch from Yang Yiyi.

Yang Yiyi's brute force collided with the opponent's internal force, and there was a muffled sound, and the stone slab under her feet was cracked.

Then both palms came out and hit Yang Yiyi's chest.

She quickly retracted her fist to protect her chest, and the two palms hit her arms as if they were heavy. Yang Yiyi was almost bounced away, and her right foot stomped on the floor to support herself.

The shape of this boxing is really weird. Although the Golden Rooster Stand can use both hands and one foot, the lower body is unstable and difficult to exert force. It should seem to be an advantage, but it is actually a disadvantage.

As a result, she kept this shape and punched Yang Yiyi three times and two palms in a row. The female ghost did not move at all, and Yang Yiyi was almost bounced out.

Seeing that Yang Yiyi could resist her for a few times, everyone decided to take the opportunity to rush forward.

Faced with this situation, the female ghost had to spray her palm force to temporarily force Yang Yiyi back, and then she jumped out of the encirclement of everyone.

"Where are you running!"

As soon as she jumped out, she saw Zheng Yinping holding a long spear and jumping into the air.

The gun body shook, and with the rebound and bending of the gun barrel, the trajectory of the gun tip became more difficult to judge, but the gun tip was pointing directly at the female ghost's throat.

There was no place to borrow strength in the air, and Zheng Yinping suddenly jumped out, which should be a sure shot.

But Zheng Yinping's eyes blurred, and the ghost girl somehow changed her position. Zheng Yinping's shot just pierced past the ghost girl's neck, picking off a gauze curtain hanging from her hat.

At the same time, the ghost girl slapped the gun barrel with her right palm, and Zheng Yinping suddenly felt a pain in the palm of his hand, and the long gun flew out of his hand and pierced the door of the inn.

At this time, Zheng Yinping was unarmed, and the ghost girl was already in front of him. He didn't care about the pain from the palm of his hand, and Zheng Yinpeng quickly withdrew his hand and planned to deal with it with military boxing.

The two of them exchanged two moves, and Zheng Yinping showed a weak trend as soon as they fought, and in a hurry he used the silk-wrapping hand that he had just learned.

The silk-wrapping hand from the spider spirit is soft, sticky, sticky, and tough. The movements are gentle and flexible, and it is good at entanglement.

No one can see what the opponent is using, but it is obvious that the ghost girl was stunned when she saw Zheng Yinping using the silk-wrapping hand. It should be that she has never seen the way of the silk-wrapping hand.

This shock just allowed Zheng Yinping to hold on and not be knocked away in one round.

"Watch out for the sword!"

Li Yingluo approached from the side, the sharp edge of the sword reflecting the cold moonlight, and a glance at it made her feel stung.

The female ghost had just shaken off Zheng Yinping, and in a blink of an eye she was caught in Li Yingluo's dense sword net.

Li Yingluo's swordsmanship came from Qingyun Temple, which was a real big sect and a famous and upright sect. The sword light was like clouds and fog, and it didn't seem sharp at first glance, but it could cover the enemy's acupoints without them noticing.

If you really can't beat her, you can still resist.

Just at this time, the surrounding Jianghu knights rushed forward again, aiming all kinds of weapons at the female ghost's vest, among which Yang Yiyi was very active and rushed to the front.

I don't know if she was afraid of the messy weapons or Yang Yiyi's tyrannical brute force, the female ghost once again "exploded", and the surging energy blew people away at all. Taking this opportunity, she flew away and slammed the door of the inn.

Of course, the chivalrous knights would not let her run away like this, and they all raised their weapons to chase her.

But at this time, the sharp-eyed people could see a flash of cold light, and the knights who chased her fell down again.

Yang Yiyi, who was running in the front, was smart. She grabbed the clothes on her body and shook her wrist to rotate the clothes. There were only two crisp sounds of ding ding, and several silver needles shot were blocked by the clothes and fell to the ground.

But when Yang Yiyi put down the clothes and looked again, there was no trace of the female ghost at this time, and only the painful cries of the chivalrous knights were left...