Chapter 2311 Take It

"Master Lin of Haizhou, is he a human or a ghost?"

The old man muttered to himself, looked at Bai Luoshui over there, and found that Bai Luoshui was standing there, also looking over there motionless.

Lin Yi held Situ in his hand, and the handle of Situ's dagger was held in You Mingdao's hand.

He exerted strength several times, and even used spells to urge Situ, trying to take Situ back from Lin Yi's hand, but it was all in vain.

Situ seemed to be completely nailed there.

"Although your technique is a bit interesting, in the final analysis, it is just a trick similar to the formation technique here before."

"If you have higher aptitude, practice harder, and practice for another two hundred years, maybe I can look at you a little higher."

"But now you, obviously, are not qualified."

Lin Yi's tone was very light.

When he was holding the dead tea, he could feel the cool touch coming from above the dead tea.

That kind of touch is like extremely cold iron, penetrating the heart.

"What do you think you are!"

Listening to Lin Yi's words, You Mingdao's face turned green and pale: "I have practiced spells for decades, but in the end I was scolded by a junior like you?"

"Do you think you can win if you get Death Tu?"

"Your strength can't hurt me at all!"

"Even if death can't hurt you, I can kill you!"

You Mingdao laughed back angrily, and looked at Lin Yi's face: "You have repeatedly uttered wild words, I think you are really inflated!"

"Although I don't know what method you used to control my death."

"But before you can't hurt me, why do you say I'm not qualified!"

You Mingdao reprimanded again and again.

He boasted that even if he lost Shi Tu, he would still be invincible in the end.

Manpower is sometimes exhausted.

You Mingdao couldn't believe it, the strength of Master Haizhou Lin in front of him was endless.

"I can grab your magic weapon directly, do you really think I can't hurt you?"

Lin Yi looked at him.

"joke!"

You Mingdao snorted coldly: "I said you can't, you can't!"

"For so many years, there has never been anyone who can hurt me, You Ming Dao. Otherwise, why do you think I, You Ming Dao, have become one of the three great masters on Hong Kong Island?"

"If you think you can, then prove it to me!"

"See my face?"

"My face is right in front of you, come here, if you have the ability, hit me and try!"

"See if you can beat me!"

"I'll let you know what despair is!"

You Mingdao shouted angrily.

"What a strange request."

Next to him, Luo Yaoyi, who had never been worried from the beginning to the end, muttered.

Bai Luoshui frowned, and the old man also looked over there with some hesitation.

They wanted to persuade them to forget it.

From before to now, You Mingdao has never really been beaten by anyone.

He is also relying on this skill, so that he can flourish and dominate Hong Kong Island.

I never thought about it, and I didn't wait for the two of them to speak.

A few people just saw Lin Yi standing there, grabbing Si Tu with one hand, and then switched to the other, and slapped You Mingdao with a big ear slap.

"Silly dog-like thing."

"I've said it before, you won't be able to touch it at all, let alone hurt me!"

"Vain!"

You Mingdao smiled coldly.

But his voice just fell.

Snapped!

Lin Yi's slap fell flat on his face.

Before that, before being hurt, the method of turning into black smoke was completely useless at this moment.

You Mingdao's eyes widened, his mind went blank.

Before he could react, Shitu let go, and he was beaten and flew out.

bang.

His body turned into a black smoke in mid-air.

After a while, it was condensed and formed ten meters away from Lin Yi.

"How could you hit me!"

"How on earth did you do it!"

Half of You Mingdao's face was already swollen.

The strength of Lin Yi's hand just now was really unclear, You Mingdao gasped in pain.

"Your technique is too childish."

Lin Yi looked at him: "As for your question, how did I hit you?"

"It's very simple."

"Before you react to the technique, it will be drawn on your face."

When the technique didn't react?

Listening to Lin Yi's simple words, You Mingdao over there froze in place, his face was uncertain, and he looked at Lin Yi in shock.

"What does he mean by that?"

Bai Luoshui frowned, but hadn't figured it out yet.

On the other hand, the old man next to him, with a complex expression at the moment, said in a low voice: "The speed of Master Haizhou Lin's moves is faster than the speed of You Mingdao's spells."

"So here it goes."

"It's just that even strength can't hurt You Mingdao, but this Master Haizhou Lin did it."

"How terrible is the speed of his shots?"

After the old man finished speaking, Bai Luoshui was silent for a while.

The Haizhou Lin master in front of her has exceeded her expectations time and time again, and has brought her surprise time and time again.

And now, it is even given the statement that the shot is faster than the technique.

This is simply unbelievable.

This feeling is like someone telling you that he runs faster than the high-speed rail.

Techniques are intangible and intangible in themselves.

And Master Haizhou Lin's slap is something tangible and qualitative.

The two are things that cannot be compared.

"As long as I play fast enough, your spells won't be able to keep up with my speed."

Lin Yi looked at You Mingdao.

After finishing a sentence, the palm of the hand exerted force.

That is, in front of everyone's eyes, the dead tea was directly crushed into pieces.

The dead tea turned into ashes and fell to the gaps on the ground.

Before You Mingdao could react, he suddenly found that the boy who was ten meters away had appeared in front of him at some point.

Lin also made another move.

Backhand pumped the past.

You Mingdao gritted his teeth.

There was a snap.

After he was beaten and flew out, he turned into black smoke in mid-air.

When he condensed and formed in another place, he coughed and screamed in pain.

This backhand slap knocked out a tooth from You Mingdao.

"How could it be so fast!"

You Mingdao roared.

Just finished.

Lin Yi has come to him again.

This time it's feet.

You Mingdao, who had never been kicked a few times before.

This time, after being kicked by Lin Yi, it turned into black smoke in mid-air, and then re-condensed in other places.

This time he was clutching his stomach, his face was pale from the pain, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he couldn't even straighten up.

Lin Yi appeared in front of him again with a flat face.

The moment that has not yet been started.

Plop.

You Mingdao, who was originally bent over, simply knelt down on the ground.

"stop fighting!"

"I'm done, I'm done!"

"I'm convinced!"