Chapter 10 Flying Knives See also Flying Knives
Eight Killer Guards and Mo Qi also retreated one after another, Mo Qi still had a cold face, but he also looked at Xia Haoyu with a little curiosity in his eyes, she and Mo Da clearly knew that they were the young city lord.
Xia Haoyu touched his nose a little embarrassed, and before he could prepare to pose a poss in his previous life, he saw that a huge knife had returned, but it was a faceless sneak attack on the other side.
didn't have to think about it, Xia Haoyu's figure suddenly retreated seven zhang away, and the flying knife in his hand flashed out again, but the thunder on the knife seemed to be much deeper, leaving a purple trace and a burst of thunder in the space that was crossed.
"Be careful!" was the loud exclamation.
"Wow!" the sound of metal striking sounded, the huge knife dissipated, and the willow blade knife was also shot backwards from the side by the impact.
There was still a figure that gradually began to dissipate in the position where Xia Haoyu was standing, and he himself was seven zhang away, his eyes were cold.
Xia Haoyu was not a good man or woman in his previous life, he didn't eat when he was a child, he was always bullied when he just came out to work, and he slowly understood that he was afraid of being ruthless, and he was afraid of dying, he was once 15 years old, for a salary of more than ten yuan, he held a brick in that restaurant among six or seven people, hung the boss's neck and smashed his head, almost stoned people to death, and he was also beaten with many fractures, and he was notoriously unprovoked in that area, but he gradually understood more and learned to suppress the anger in his heart.
Bai Wuchang looked at the pair of eyes a few feet away, and his heart couldn't help but tighten.
"Shameless!" Mo Qi said rarely, but then he was dumbfounded.
The flying knife that originally flew to the side actually burst back, hitting the back of Bai Wuchang's head, and he couldn't help but wonder: the flying knife turned!
Bai Impermanence, who was originally lucky to swing the knife again, suddenly felt that the vest was cold, jumped upward, and was relieved, suddenly felt a stab in the back of the head, and slowly reached out to wipe and pull back, a willow leaf flying knife lay quietly in the palm of his hand, like a willow leaf, containing blood lines, as thin as cicada wings, exuding a chill, but at the moment with a red and white thing, that is his own, fell backwards in an incredible face, in his heart: the flying knife turned?
From beginning to end, Bai Wuchang didn't look at Xia Haoyu, he didn't believe it, he really didn't believe it!
It's a long story, in fact, it was only a few moments, it had already happened, and the handsome and slightly childish face at this time was clearly in the eyes of the few people opposite, full of coldness at the moment, and the hearts were chilling, and the eyes of the remaining six people were full of fear, and there was no trace of war.
Although they call it a dead soldier and a guard, they are not idiots, they rush forward knowing that they will die, not to mention that their masters are dead, why are they still working on their own? In the minds of these people before, they had never regarded him as an opponent of the young man, but now they looked like a living Hades, needless to say, the six of them fled backwards in different directions.
Laughing at himself, the spiritual power in Xia Haoyu's body suddenly accelerated, and his hands waved forward at the same time, and the six rays of light slashed in different directions.
"Fifth Storm Sword Dance!"
The Storm Sword Dance uses Qi to summon countless sword shadows, and the sword fights against the enemy, killing people thousands of miles away, introduced in the secret book.
Again in the form of flying knives, only to hear six different cries in succession, and then six white shadows flashed, Mo Da Mo Qi saw that Xia Haoyu had six more flying knives in his hand.
Sure enough, flying knives, see flying knives again!
Stepping on a strange step, Xia Haoyu's figure flickered, and he unexpectedly brought out an afterimage. The whole person appeared in front of the white impermanence without warning, and without thinking, he raised his foot to his head a little, and suddenly his brain burst, and he couldn't die anymore, and then he slowly put away the willow leaf flying knife in his hand.
It's not that he's perverted, but a modern person, he understands the proverb that if you fight a snake, you won't die, but you will suffer from it, not to mention that this world is weird, who knows if it will be like the resurrection of the dead in previous science fiction films.
Then, under the gaze of Mo Da Mo Qi's strange eyes, he searched Bai Wuchang's corpse for a long time in a somewhat rusty way, and finally looked at Mo Da helplessly: "Uncle Mo, a master like Bai Wuchang doesn't have any space rings, why don't you have anything on your body?"
At this time, Mo Da knew that the young city lord who had become a little strange in front of him was preparing to make a fortune from the dead, and he was noncommittal, so he came to Bai Wuchang's corpse, took off a cloth bag that was squeezed around his waist, and said: "This space bag, you only need a movement of your divine sense to access and store items, and ordinary martial artists use this, but the space rings like the young city lord said are very few, they are extremely high-level items, and they can only be made by those who have reached the emperor-level space attributes." ”
Xia Haoyu was also not polite, took over the space bag, and his consciousness moved, only to see that there were four or five square spaces inside, and some items were piled up in chaos, and the difference between him and his own space ring could not be calculated in the slightest.