After seeing the Yin clan's ability to unload the gun with one hand, Ye Ying was slightly surprised.

In modern gun fights, the positioning of the gun has changed from a long-distance weapon to a close-range puncture weapon. The same gun, the bullet is the sharp edge of the red tassel. In gun fights, people who can quickly remove other people's guns with the difference of gifts often have more than ten years or even more practical experience - they are so familiar with this kind of fighting that they are no longer familiar with.

Since there was a gunfighter standing in front of him, it would be too stupid to continue thinking about fighting him... Even if Ye Ying didn't want to, he had to give out his last trump card in advance.

"Boom————" A heavy fist wind came, and Ye Ying's right fist gradually enlarged in the illusory eyes of the Yin clan. He neither dodged nor raised his arms to avoid suspicion. Instead, he sneered and opened his arms wide, opening his heart to completely expose his physical weakness to his opponent. He looked like he looked contemptuous, "You can do whatever you want, you can break the defense and count me as a loss." Not to mention how much he deserves to beat him.

However, from the perspective of Yin clan, this is not too difficult to understand. Even the bullets could penetrate his flesh, so what could it be like just a fist?

Since the Yin clan did not dodge anyway, this punch hit the door in front of him.

The next moment, there was only a dull sound, and the Yin clan's body was knocked backwards, drawing an arc of trace in the air, and finally hitting head-on on the altar not far away. The altar made of stones has stood quietly for many years. Or maybe, since the day it was built, it has been waiting for today. Hundreds of years of storm and war, it has not fallen, but now it has been shattered by the Yin clan flying at high speed. Who can tell the cause and effect of this?

"Uh...ah, I almost forgot." The Yin clan was stunned in the sand for two seconds before getting up like a person who was fine, shaking the earth, stones and leaves that flew into the clothes, "You are like Ying Huan, are you superpowers. By the way, Ye Ying, what is your ability?"

Ye Ying silently opened the zipper of the jacket and pulled it off his body in an extremely handsome posture, revealing a strong muscle wrapped in the tights. The Yin clan noticed that a layer of black air was hovering on his arms, which completely covered Ye Ying's arms, looking full of courage. It was this air that gave Ye Ying the power far beyond the limit of human beings, and that punch just now... Although Yin clan's carelessness was also a crucial element, if there was no such air protection, Ye Ying's heavy punch would be just a breeze that was not painful and itchy.

"Hmph, very good... at least you are different from those villains who can say everything with just a few questions." Yin clan mocked again, finally began to be serious, stretched his right arm out behind him, and shouted "Wind!"

Just like in the ghost realm that day, the small and exquisite Taijian "Wind Blade" heard the master's call and passed through layers of clouds in an instant, attacking towards the Yin clan quickly.

But... Ye Ying is not a fool, how could he stand there stupidly waiting for the enemy to transform?

He wrapped his evil spirits around his legs, and his knees bent slightly and bounced, and he gained huge potential energy, and rushed out like a cannon. The ground was shattered by his huge force, and the two shoe prints were deeply engraved on the ground, accompanied by cracked traces and cracked earth and rocks. These footprints will surely become miracles that later generations admire and worship.

Ye Ying's figure was as fast as a cheetah. He changed his position slightly in the air, opened his arms wide, and robbed the defenseless Yin clan in the waist. The two flew forward again for six or seven meters, and finally fell to the ground like a football player who was pretending to fall. It was this pounce that made Feng Blade completely miss the position of Yin clan, passed by him, and flew straight to the position where he was originally standing. The knife did not seem to have the advanced function of "automatic adjustment", but instead pierced into the ground. With a "bang", it directly sank one-third of the blade into the crack of the ground, and it was as easy and freehand as a piece of tofu.

The Yin clan was pressed by Ye Ying in the center of the circular altar, on the broken mysterious totem, and the two people fought each other in the name of justice.

"The first punch just now is just to test the hardness of your body." With the evil spirit, Ye Ying's limbs have been greatly improved, and he can temporarily suppress the Yin clan's power. "Now I understand... You are not the kind of enemy that can be killed with weapons, your body is too hard!"

"Hehehe... It's different from a guy like you who can only rely on evil spirits for a while. I'm very hard no matter what time." Although he was pressed to the ground by someone else, the Yin clan still didn't care much, and he even had time to make a joke that was not very funny, "Swords, bullets, cannons... These things are invalid when hitting any part of my body..."

"Bang!"

Before the Yin clan could finish his mocking words, Ye Ying had already clenched his fists and punched him in his temple. His head was swaying down like some old movies that made exaggerated movies, instantly smashing the floor tiles under him, and deeply trapped in the soil and rocks. The soil and many earthworms who had just passed the Jingzhe turned up and fell into Yin clan's ears and collars, making a mess. He could even imagine the angry expression on Ajiu's face when facing this dress...

"Let me tell you the truth, Mr. Yin... You have a big misunderstanding of the composition of our organization. What do you think we are? Do you think we are agents who dare to sway outside with a pistol on their bodies?" Ye Ying's tall figure completely blocked the Yin clan's vision. Just as he was about to stand up on the ground, he saw another huge black fist rapidly enlarge in front of his eyes, "It's the 21st century now, and the renewal of high-tech weapons is much better than you imagined! There are many high-performance thermal weapons that can be mobilized within the organization, but... I did not apply for any of them this time. Do you know why?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Ying's iron fist hit the Yin clan's face again and smashed him down one or two meters. With the blessing of evil spirit, Ye Ying's limbs were as strong as a high-efficiency pile driver. If he had to work hard to hit the highway, he could completely penetrate the road within about twelve punches and dig a big hole in the entire road. Fortunately, the Yin clan is not an ordinary person. If an ordinary person was replaced by a few strokes, his body would probably be beaten into two pieces on the spot, which was fuzzy and terrible...

The lower half of the Yin clan was still exposed, and his head was already deeply rooted into the ground like a tree root, looking extremely funny.

"Because... no matter what time or where, the man is, he really has to use his fists to decide the outcome!"

After saying this extremely heroic sentence, Ye Ying spread his fists, his five fingers clasped each other, and his arms stiffened, forming a "hammer" posture. He slowly stood up straight, swung the pure black hammer made of his fists little by little, and raised it over his head, as if they were not part of his body, but some kind of external extension, possessing his own mass and strength. The weak sunlight hit Ye Ying and shone on Ye Ying's body, outlining the evil aura covered with ink black to make it three-dimensional, like a statue made of obsidian.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

A sudden demonic wind was rolled up at the feet of the two of them and quickly proliferated in a manner that absolutely violated aerodynamics. The strong wind blew, and it was instantly at the point where it could blow up a living person.

Ye Ying was stunned, then she turned her head and looked at the wind blade that had been stuck in the spot without moving. At this time, the blade was buzzing, shaking his body lightly and quickly, as if she wanted to break free from the cracks of the rock. A wave of dazzling white light leaped on the blade, as if some living creature with life. Ye Ying even unconsciously thought of the pumping heart. Under the interference of the demon wind, his original earth-shaking

The hammer didn't hit it, but his legs were unstable, so he took a few steps back. The wind that appeared inexplicably was blowing from bottom to top, and the wind was fierce, as if it was to roll everything rooted in the ground into the sky. Ye Ying had to tighten his horse stance, press the center of gravity of his body as much as possible on the lower body, and grab it on the ground like an old tree. Otherwise, let alone the fight, he would not even stand firmly, and it would be possible to be blown away like an open umbrella...

"The power of the wind is far more terrifying than you think." Just as Ye Ying struggled to support his own stability, the sound of the Yin clan's beating spread from all over the world with the "whimpering" wind, announcing that Ye Ying's previous efforts were fully invalidated. "The energy contained in a large storm is enough to be comparable to a small-equivalent nuclear bomb, and the economic and personal safety hazards it causes to mankind are also quite serious."

In the chaotic wind, the thin figure of the Yin clan approached little by little. The hurricane rolled up everything that could be rolled up in the garden. For a moment, the sky was dark and the dust flew around. Ye Ying, who was in the storm, almost became blind. First, he could not see anything except the sand flying around; second... It was dangerous to open his eyes casually in such a devastating hurricane. He had to wrap his evil energy around his shoulders, elbows, knees, ankles and other relatively resistant parts, half-squatted down, hugged his head with his arms, and half-squatted in the same place in a defensive posture. After all, it was still in the garden, and the Yin clan could not find cars and other things to smash them... The only thing he needed to defend was those large-scale flying objects such as stones - once this hard object was given speed by the hurricane, the damage to people was quite amazing.

...

The strong wind dissipates and everything is filled.

The Yin clan crawled out of the pit at some time, and also cleaned the mess on his body. At this time, he stood seven meters in front of Ye Ying, and his feet were just stepping on the broken altar. The wind blade, half as long as him, was firmly held in his hand, and the auspicious clouds facing Ye Ying emitted a faint white light.
Chapter completed!