The desperate flying knife was silent, as fast as lightning, and it arrived in front of Qiu Zhiming in an instant, the sharp blade flashed with a quaint luster, and before it was approaching, a dangerous aura made Qiu Zhiming's pupils shrink into needletips, and he subconsciously took a step back.

The spear shook, like a cluster of sparks bursting out, Qiu Zhiming was retreating, but the spear in his hand stabbed forward, and the ding sound collided with the flying knife, no sparks splashed, and after a crisp sound, the spear in his hand was already missing a spear tip.

"This throwing knife...... So sharp! Qiu Zhiming was secretly shocked in his heart.

Since Hong Wu got the Desperate Flying Knife, he had not used it in the martial arts hall, so the people in the martial arts hall did not know that he still had such a sharp weapon, and as soon as the Desperate Flying Knife came out at this moment, not only Qiu Zhiming was surprised, but also the students and teachers who were watching the battle outside the ring couldn't help but be surprised, they could easily cut off the tip of Qiu Zhiming's spear, even if they were fools, they knew that this was by no means an ordinary flying knife.

"I remember that Hongwu once found an ancient ruin in the Benin wilderness, could it be that this strange throwing knife was obtained by him in the ancient ruins?"

As soon as the flying knife came out, some people thought of Hongwu entering the ancient ruins, and it is not difficult to deduce that most of this sharp and amazing flying knife was obtained in the ancient ruins.

"Ancient Divine Soldier, this flying knife is definitely an Ancient Divine Soldier."

Outside the ring, many of the people watching the battle were red-eyed, they really knew very well what an ancient divine weapon meant, the weapon was originally the second life of martial arts, a good weapon could often make its own strength multiply, and a psychic ancient divine weapon could amplify its own strength dozens of times, and its preciousness even exceeded that of secret arts.

On the high platform, the hall owner Yang Zong, Shen Lao and others also watched the huge electronic screen.

Seeing Hong Wushi display the Desperate Flying Knife, Yang Zong showed a shallow smile, "This kid doesn't know where he learned the stunt, it seems to be very unusual!" ”

"The flying knife stunt is indeed very unusual, but I think what is even more unusual is the two flying knives, such a sharp flying knife, this is the first time I have seen it." Shen Lao couldn't help but bow, "This flying knife is definitely the best among the ancient gods, and I am very tempted to see it." ”

"Shen Lao is too worried." Yang Zong smiled knowingly, and his eyes became fierce, "The people in our martial arts hall don't have the courage to attack their own people, as for the people outside, who dares to covet me, I will naturally not stand idly by, hmph, our Huaxia martial arts hall is not easy to mess with, Hong Wu is a student of our Huaxia martial arts hall, if you dare to snatch his ancient divine weapon, you are provoking our Huaxia martial arts hall, for the dignity of the martial arts hall, I don't mind killing chickens and monkeys." ”

As soon as he heard Yang Zong say this, Shen Lao was relieved.

Shen Lao is also a little worried about Hongwu's pregnancy with the ancient divine soldier, the ancient divine soldier is too sensitive, and it will cause some ill-intentioned people to covet it, with Hongwu's current strength is still a little thin, but since Yang Zong has opened his mouth, there is no need to worry about anything.

In Yuzhou City, there are few people who dare not give Yang Zong face.

In the ring, a third flying knife appeared in Hong Wu's hand, he didn't know that once he cast the Desperate Flying Knife, he would attract the attention of others, and even covet it, but he believed that Shen Lao and Yang Zong would definitely not allow the treasures that belonged to him to be taken away by others, and this was indeed the case, just because he was a student of the martial arts hall, even if he got the Ancient Divine Weapon? If someone dares to make a move, Yang Zong will definitely not stand idly by, and whoever is the first to make a move will be unlucky and become the chicken that kills chickens and makes an example of monkeys.

"Huh"

A soft sound that only Hong Wu could hear, and a flying knife flew out of Hong Wu's hand.

This is already the third flying knife, if it can't threaten Qiu Zhiming and Hongwu, he plans to move a little real, maybe the remaining four flying knives will be shot at the same time.

However, the remaining four flying knives did not shoot at one time after all, because the third flying knife was very tricky, and the speed was amazing, and it could accelerate again when it was halfway flying, and the strange attack method made Qiu Zhiming unable to guard against it, and he was shot by the flying knife after all, if he hadn't reacted quickly and let go of the vital point, he would have lost his combat effectiveness now.

Now he was only lucky to have his arm cut by a flying knife.

"What a weird throwing knife." Qiu Zhiming's expression turned cold, and one arm was bleeding for a long time, and he was a little numb.

He knew that this was an illusion after excessive blood loss, and he felt that his arms no longer belonged to him, in fact, this was just an illusion, since one hand had lost its combat effectiveness, he simply held a gun in one hand, so that the momentum on his body did not fall but rose, which made Hongwu very strange, could it be that the combat effectiveness of one hand of this guy is higher than that of two hands?

Regardless of whether Qiu Zhiming had a higher combat power with one hand than two hands, Hong Wu rushed forward in one step.

Hong Wu's terrifying physique is his greatest reliance, once he gets close to the enemy, he can eat the opponent to death, in terms of physical strength, Hong Wu can be described as an outlier, even if he cultivates to be two or three small realms higher than him, he is not his opponent.

One step out, Hong Wu stepped on the Nine Palaces, his figure shook, and after a while, he was already less than a meter away from Qiu Zhiming's side.

"I know you're practicing physique, and you're physically strong, and I'm not stupid enough to fight you in close quarters." Qiu Zhiming sneered, a spear danced, and it swayed one after another, exuding a misty yellow light.

Airplanes!

The spear shook, and the vigor jumped, blocking the front of Hong Wu, Hong Wu glanced at the misty and bright earthy yellow light and couldn't help sighing, worthy of being a master of the fourth order of the martial arts realm, Qiu Zhiming is definitely not an opponent if he competes with Hong Wu, such a stunt as a desperate flying knife plus a few flying knives of the ancient god soldier level, is not something that ordinary people can resist.

However, once Qiu Zhiming put aside those methods and insisted on competing with Hong Wu for cultivation, Hong Wu would be a little helpless.

Just like now, Qiu Zhiming relied on his cultivation to be two small realms higher than Hongwu, and he did not hesitate to use his innate true qi to perform this kind of covering attack, which really made Hongwu unable to get close, so he could only retreat unwillingly, avoiding the misty yellow light.

With Qiu Zhiming's fourth-order martial artist's cultivation, the attack power of the spear displayed was amazing, and even Hong Wu couldn't bear it at close range, but once the distance was opened, it was greatly reduced.

After all, any force is concentrated to be strong, the more dispersed, the farther the distance, the worse the power, so this kind of trick can only force Hong Wu not to get close, Qiu Zhiming himself never thought that he could defeat Hong Wu by relying on this kind of trick.

"You think I can't get close enough to take you and can't do it?" Hong Wu grinned, a flying knife appeared in his left and right hands, wisps of chaotic innate true qi swam in his body, and his mind was infused into the flying knife along his arm.

A faint light lit up from the throwing knife, not dazzling, but containing amazing lethality.

"Kill"

With a flick of the wrist, a flying knife flew out, the ring was not big, the distance between Hongwu and Qiu Zhiming was too short compared to the speed of the flying knife, almost as soon as the flying knife left Hongwu's hand, it had already arrived in front of Qiu Zhiming, too fast!

"Something is wrong." Qiu Zhiming's heart jumped, this time the flying knife gave him a very different feeling, which made his heart palpitate.

When Hong Wu's wrist flicked, he had already reacted, and his innate true qi boiled, turning into the energy of the Dao Dao Shot, making a loud noise, only to see that on the side of his body, the spear stabbed out, without half a minute of hesitation, decisive and sharp.

"If you can block it, you will definitely be able to." Qiu Zhiming roared in his heart, his expression hideous.

The speed of the flying knife was too fast, and he had no time to dodge at all, so he could only rely on his combat instinct to make the simplest sideways dodge, and at the same time stab out with the help of his waist force when his body turned, not seeking strength, only speed.

He didn't even see the throwing knife clearly, but just stabbed a shot with a fighting instinct.

"It's really not a fluke that this Qiu Zhiming can cultivate to the current realm." On the high platform outside the ring, Yang Zong smiled lightly, "His shot is completely based on his own fighting instinct, but he can just intercept Hong Wu's flying knife, which is not easy." ”

"Well, it's really not easy, I've already touched a little bit of the skin of the 'Dao', and in time, I will definitely be able to step into the realm of the Martial Sect." Shen Lao also laughed, nodded and commented, he was still very satisfied with Qiu Zhiming's performance.