Wu Xie, who was holding a flying knife, was already at the extreme at this time, because he was forced out by Wang Yan just now, which made his hair scattered, his body was covered with mud, and his face became blue and purple because of the bump on the ground.

Wu Xie is the Great Perfection of the Demon King, and his medical skills are unique, even if he is like the Demon Saint Cun Zài's Bei Mingheng, he is very polite in front of him, when has Wu Xie suffered such a big loss.

Today, he was forced to be so wolf by Wang Yan, and Wu Xie was already completely enraged at this time.

Before this, when Wu Xie and Wang Yan made a move, they did take care of a trace of Bei Mingheng's face, but in his anger, he had already left everything behind.

Wu Xie leaned against the giant tree, roared, his eyes revealed a crimson color, his right hand was raised, and the flying knife in his hand finally flew out.

Wu Xie rarely does anything with people, especially because he relies on the name of a bloodthirsty mad doctor, and everyone everywhere he goes is very respectful to him, even if there are some people who are not convinced, they don't need Wu Xie to take action at all, Wu Xie's patients will naturally help Wu Xie to solve these people.

And Wu Xie is indeed the real Demon King Dzogchen's storage zài, and his flying knife is really sharp and extremely difficult to deal with. Usually, once you make a move, you only need one knife, and the opponent will inevitably die.

But like today, Wu Xie wanted to shoot three times in a row, but it was the first time that he couldn't get out of the flying knife three times.

However, now that he finally found a chance to make a move, Wu Xie had already done his best to strike hard.

Seeing this flying knife, after flying out of Wu Xie's hand, it was as fast as a bolt of lightning, and in this dense forest, only a flash of lightning could be seen, heading straight for Wang Yan.

The speed of this electric light was extremely fast, and it had only just left Wu Xie's right hand that had already arrived in front of Wang Yan.

Seeing this, Hu Wei couldn't help but be frightened, in Wanghai City, Hu Wei had heard the name of Wu Xie's flying knife for a long time, but today is every time he sees it.

Sure enough, the name is well deserved, it is really a flying knife, and there is no grass.

Hu Wei hurriedly wanted to open his mouth to remind Wang Yan, but the flying knife was too fast, he had just opened his mouth, and before he could speak, the flying knife arrived in front of Wang Yan.

Hu Wei originally wanted to open his mouth to speak, but immediately opened wide, turning into a stunned and frightened look.

At this time, Wang Yan stood there coldly with the Soul Breaking Spear in his hand, watching the flying knife instantly arrive in front of him, and his heart suddenly became arrogant.

Just now, Wang Yan was completely sure that Wu Xie would not be able to send out the flying knife, but since Wu Xie boasted about his flying knife so much, Wang Yan deliberately left him a chance to make a move, Wang Yan wanted to see what was so powerful about Wu Xie's flying knife.

At this time, seeing this flying knife in front of him, Wang Yan raised the Soul Breaking Gun in his hand, picked up the tip of the gun, and picked it up at the flying knife in front of him.

I only heard the sound of the "bell", and I saw that the tip of the Soul Breaking Gun suddenly hit the flying knife.

The knife was as thin as a cicada's wing, and it was picked up by the tip of the Soul Breaker Gun, making a crisp sound, and then it was shattered, and the fragments of the dagger bounced into the air.

As soon as he saw that the flying knife was broken so easily, Hu Wei's wide mouth couldn't be closed even more, he couldn't believe that the flying knife that had been rumored to be extremely evil was so vulnerable?

However, seeing the flying knife that was bounced away, Wu Xie's face did not show any chagrin at all, but the corners of his mouth rose, revealing a sneer.

Although one shot flew the flying knife, Wang Yan couldn't help frowning, because he clearly felt just now that this flying knife was really powerless, and there was nothing to fear. It's just too easy to shoot yourself.

Could it be that this Wu Xie is really a strong outsider? Or is there another reason?

At this time, Wang Yan's eyes saw a sneer at the corner of Wu Xie's mouth, and he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, and his eyes were full of vigilance.

At this moment, hundreds of fragments of the throwing knife fell from mid-air, looking like nothing unusual at all, and they were about to fall into the dust.

And at this time, it was the time when everyone was most relaxed, and Hu Wei couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and sighed: "It's really scared to death, it's that simple." ”

Who knows, before Hu Wei's words fell, he saw hundreds of flying knife fragments that were about to fall into the dust, and suddenly the light flashed, and hundreds of rays of light flashed in an instant.

Hundreds of rays of light dissipated in an instant, and I saw that those hundreds of fragments turned into hundreds of flying knives. Each flying knife was as thin as a cicada's wing, shining with a hint of coldness, exactly the same as the flying knife just now.

The tips of the hundred flying knives flickered, and all of them were aimed at Wang Yan, and then the sound of "whooshing" continued to sound, turning into hundreds of lightning bolts and piercing Wang Yan.

At this time, these hundreds of flying knives were closer to Wang Yan, and in the blink of an eye, they pierced in front of Wang Yan.

Wang Yan couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, and said secretly: I see, this is the real horror of flying knives.

It's just that now, Wang Yan can only think of this, and he has no time to think about anything else, seeing hundreds of flying knives in front of him, Wang Yan raised the Soul Breaking Spear, and with a flick of his wrist, he saw that the tip of the Soul Breaking Spear was shaking around, and a ball of spear flowers suddenly shook out.

This ball of spear flowers is impressively made up of hundreds of spear tips.

The hundreds of spear tips and the hundreds of flying knives immediately collided together, only to hear the crisp sound of "bell bell" constantly sounded, and I saw that the flying hundreds of flying knives were hit by the soul breaking spear again, and each flying knife turned into hundreds of fragments, which rebounded and fell to the dust.

Seeing this, Hu Wei's face was already as pale as earth, and he hurriedly shouted: "Wang Yan, run away." ”

Wu Xie smiled coldly and said, "If you want to escape now, it's too late." ”

At this point, everyone understands what will happen next.

Sure enough, after the hundreds of flying knives were shattered, they turned into thousands of fragments, and those thousands of fragments turned into dots of light in mid-air.

The sparkling light flashed in a flash, and then each bit of light turned into a flying knife again, and in the blink of an eye, thousands of flying knives appeared in the air.

The tip of the knife was cold, pointing at Wang Yan.

Facing thousands of flying knives, Wang Yan laughed loudly, laughed loudly, and rushed into the air: "I want to see how many flying knives you can turn out." ”

After speaking, Wang Yan did not retreat, but advanced, took a step forward, and with a stroke of the Soul Breaking Spear, he picked it up towards thousands of flying knives.

I saw that thousands of flying knives were smashed again, but then the fragments turned into flying knives again, and suddenly turned into tens of thousands of flying knives.

Wang Yan still snorted coldly, and then the Soul Breaking Spear was picked, and tens of thousands of flying knives were shattered.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Yan's Soul Breaking Spear had already shattered the flying knife countless times in mid-air, and for a while, the flying knife in mid-air had become millions of giants, densely surrounding Wang Yan.

And Wang Yan's Soul Breaking Spear finally felt powerless, and in the face of millions of flying knives, the tip of the spear sank and fell.

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