Although Wang Yi quietly took a shortcut to "sneak attack", he didn't expect the result to be like this.

"Oh, that little dwarf, don't come here and get killed!"

Wang Yi roared, shaking the dust on the roof of the cave, and did not stop under his feet, his eyes locked on a figure, and he strode over.

A black figure behind the boulder at the entrance of the cave was holding a long knife, vigilantly observing a black figure outside, and when he heard Wang Yi's roar, he was startled, and hurriedly turned around and looked at Wang Yi.

"Yours, what's the job?"

The voice was a little angry.

"Mine, your grandfather's work."

Wang Yi returned to his mouth smoothly, his feet did not stop, whirring with the sound of wind, and in a blink of an eye, he was already within 50 meters of the other party.

"Eight squares! You're dead, you're dead, you're working. Yamamoto Turtle's eyes glared, he didn't dodge or dodge, holding the unsheathed sword, but rushed towards Wang Yi.

"Heh, the little man is quite arrogant!" Wang Yi's spirit was shocked, his hands were raised, a light red streamer was drawn, and he slapped the other party fiercely.

"Bang!" The hand knife was handed over, and Wang Yi looked at the ninja who flew out upside down and was stunned.

I felt a faint pain in my right index finger.

What is the rhythm of this?

Injured?

Wang Yi thought to himself.

Put your hand in front of your eyes and take a look.

"I'm the next Olympian! It was bleeding. Wang Yi scolded, but his face was excited, and the corners of his mouth flowed out.

The Yamamoto turtle flew five or six meters away, and he was about to fall to the ground when he saw it, but he slammed the big knife in his hand to the ground, and stood up again with the help of his body.

After taking a few steps back, he stood more than ten meters away, watching his hands tremble, and looking at Wang Yi with a shocked expression.

Feeling Yamamoto Kameiji's gaze, Wang Yi grinned, revealing eight snow-white big teeth, and said with a charming smile (of course, this is self-thought): "This handsome guy gives you 5 minutes to rest, the little man just can't do it physically, and he despises it." Ignoring Kamiji Yamamoto, whose face instantly became ugly, lowered his head, squeezed his fingers hard, and then took out a ring from his pocket with his left hand, and then carefully dripped the blood that was finally squeezed out of his index finger onto the ring.

The blood dripped on the ring, and soon it was like falling into a sponge, magically absorbed by the ring, and then Wang Yi felt that the ring had a trace of connection with himself.

Looking at the space ring that had successfully recognized the master, Wang Yi burst into tears, and couldn't help but think of his sour teeth again.

Focusing his spirit on the ring, Wang Yi suddenly found that a space with a length, width and height of nearly 3 meters appeared in his field of vision, and he resisted the idea of trying it immediately, Wang Yi withdrew his spiritual power, and suddenly the space in his field of vision disappeared.

After putting the ring on, Wang Yi raised his head, looked at the sweaty Yamamoto Kamiji opposite with contempt, stretched out his right hand, popped out a thumbs-up, and then slowly turned upside down.

"Eight grids!" Seeing Wang Yi's behavior, Yamamoto Kameji was furious, waved his slow hands, shouted angrily, and slashed at Wang Yi with a big knife.

Wang Yi learned to be obedient this time, and did not force the opponent's long knife, on the side of his body, he watched the dark machete cut off from the tip of his nose, hooked the index finger of his left hand, clenched his hand into a fist, and smashed it into the opponent's armpit like a poisonous snake.

But Yamamoto Kameji is not easy to get along with, he has rich experience in fighting, and when he saw Wang Yi smashing it with a punch, half of the machete blade turned and turned into a sweep, as if he wanted to cut Wang Yi into two with one knife, which was obviously a lose-lose style.

Wang Yi saw the other party's change of moves, and his body shook off with the spine dragon with the fist that was smashed out, like a giant python turning over, his body rolled, and his upper body suddenly fell short like origami, making the opponent's knife miss at the same time. Aim your right foot at your opponent's knee and shovel it out.

"Smack!"

The air was brought up by Wang Yi's trouser legs with a crisp sound.

"Click!" The sound of chickens flying and eggs beating came.

"Ahh A terrible howl came from the mouth of Yamamoto Kamiji, and people couldn't help but cry when they heard it.

Wang Yi was stunned, he obviously kicked him in the knee?

Wang Yi looked at Gui Er, who was holding his crotch and rolling on the ground, with a little dazed on his face.

It's too much of a back, you die by yourself, no wonder me!

Recalling the action of Gu Eryi squatting, trying to accumulate strength to knock Wang Yi to the ground, and then looking at the long knife he fell to the ground and the sharp steel claws exposed in his hand, Wang Yi didn't know what he just wanted to do.

If you want to play close joint skills, aren't you looking for death? Wang Yi thought silently in his heart.

With the tendon splitting hand he mastered, as well as the iron palm that is not inferior to his steel claws, if he wants to defeat him close to his body joint skills, he can only say that the other party is very stupid and naïve.

"I said Kameji, what's wrong with you! I don't want any weapons, doesn't it mean that the knife is in the person, and the knife is dead? Could it be that you're a nobody? Looking at the painful turtle, Wang Yixing said with schadenfreude.

Wang Yi's concept of the enemy is that he cannot be soft-hearted, soft-hearted, and soft-hearted.

Watching Kameji roll, Wang Yi looked cute, and curiously picked up the knife that Yamamoto Kameji had dropped on the ground.

The body of the knife is dark and more than 70 centimeters long, and the strange thing is that Wang Yi actually felt a trace of strange aura on this knife.

Wang Yi is sure that the reason why Yamamoto Kamiji was able to break his own defense must be because of this knife.

"Ash, what's going on?" Looking at this weird sword, Wang Yi couldn't help but ask.

"Young master, this is a weapon that is close to the low-level of Huang Pin, if it weren't for the improper training of the person who used this knife, maybe he would have been promoted to Huang Pin a long time ago." Xiao Zhi's surprised tone was a little contemptuous, and he said disdainfully: "This knife has been scrapped, and now even if it is barely promoted to the low price of Huangpin, it is still the worst kind, and there is no potential for further promotion at all." ”

"Bang, I can break my defense before I am promoted to Huangpin, so if the other party uses a Huangpin weapon, won't my iron sand palm be chopped off?" Wang Yi relied on the power of the iron sand palm, and he had done a lot of things to catch the knife with his empty hands, and when he thought about it, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

"What do you think, this iron sand palm is not even a technique for entering the product, how good do you think it can be? If it weren't for the fact that you relied on the cheapness of your physical fitness, the power of this iron sand palm would have dropped by several percent. Do you still want to rely on this to fight the whole universe? Xiao Zhi seemed to be stupid by Wang Yi, and said angrily: "Otherwise, why do you say that weapons and equipment are an important factor in improving strength, and there are so many people who go to learn weapons?"

Although Wang Yi couldn't see Ash's expression, he could also make up for Ash's rolling eyes, and smiled awkwardly: "Isn't this still low strength, don't you listen to you now, save points to exchange for that imperial swordsmanship, but that imperial sword technique is really expensive!" ”。

Wang Yi sighed helplessly, the last time he listened to Xiao Zhi, in addition to the two space rings he willfully exchanged, the remaining points were saved as much as possible, in order to save the sword art worth 250,000 points.

And it's not enough to have swordsmanship, after having swordsmanship, Wang Yi has to exchange for a flying sword before he can really start practicing, and the flying sword, the cheapest one is 200,000 exchange points, how can Wang Yi be embarrassed?

In Xiaozhi's words, sword cultivation is a very powerful cultivation system, with strong attack power, and before his bloodline supernatural power is awakened in the early stage, he can barely protect himself by relying on sword cultivation.

Although Wang Yi didn't understand what bloodline supernatural powers were, and why he was in danger, so that he had to protect himself, he still expressed full respect for the advice given by Xiaozhi.

Thinking of this, Wang Yi shouted "kill" lightly.

Pulled the long knife in his hand, and with a "whoosh", he threw it out, and slashed through a streamer and inserted it on the side of the neck of the Yamamoto turtle who was still twitching on the ground, and the sharp knife edge had already cut his neck, and the blood instantly stained the ground red.

A minute later, a pleasant voice came to mind in Wang Yi's mind.

"Hidden enemy, mission accomplished."

"Rewards: 10,000 XP, 5,000 Vitality, 100,000 Mall Exchange Points."

Looking at the exchange point that skyrocketed in an instant, Wang Yixiao's mouth couldn't close, and he just wanted to find Xiao Zhiqiao to say a few words, when suddenly there was a sound of the system issuing tasks in his ears.