The jackal wears a large garment large enough to hide his wolf knife in it.

The jackal reached into his arms and gripped the hilt of his knife tightly.

The color of the wolf knife is like black ink, and it usually looks like a long stick, but as the edge of the knife is revealed inch by inch, the silver streamer eclipses the fireworks in the room.

The jackal clenched the wolf knife with both hands, and the blade of the knife was in unison.

Now that the sword has been drawn, there is no room for beating around the bush in this battle.

Meng Qingyi only said to him.

"Stand Back"

Then the blade was raised, and the glass of wine flew in the air.

Meng Qingyi and Jackal rushed towards each other at the same time.

Meng Qingyi's footsteps were light and agile, like a cloud of smoke, and the three spatulas were entangled into three thin lines as thin as cicada wings.

The jackal's footsteps are as heavy as a tiger's wind, and he takes three steps in a row, as if he wants to crush all the wet and greasy mirrors, and only one knife is made, almost wanting to cut people in half.

"Autumn" knife to wolf knife, no one fell behind for a while.

The two of them each took a few steps back and held each other.

Meng Qingyi had an excited smile on his face, and the jackal's gaze was hot.

The drama on the stage was so frightened by this sudden scene that he couldn't even straighten his legs and feet.

Jackal Road.

"Ten years ago, you didn't have the ability to catch it. ”

Meng Qingyi didn't deny it at all.

"I will never take your knife hard. ”

The jackal nodded, then asked.

"A knife is a good knife, but there is a gap in the blade. ”

Meng Qingyi said.

"Recently, I had a knife with a masked man, and the other party stabbed me with a knife, and I really couldn't get the slightest good. ”

The jackal couldn't help but praise.

"That's why you just made three cuts. ”

Meng Qingyi said.

"I can catch you with three knives, and my face will shine. ”

Jackal said sincerely.

"If there is still half a person in this world who doubts that you are not a genius, it must be an itchy butt. ”

Meng Qingyi laughed.

"I should have cut it out. ”

Jackal Road.

"I still have a knife here. ”

Meng Qingyi said in disbelief.

"Oh, only one knife, aren't you the world-famous Hu Sandao!"

Jackal said proudly.

"Take my knife first. ”

The wolf knife once again showed its edge.

The knife light is not fast, or even too slow. With every inch, even time froze together. One inch per catty, the pressure on Meng Qingyi has also doubled.

The knife is no longer wild, only heavy.

The hairs on Meng Qingyi's whole body had been opened, and every nerve seemed to be paralyzed, unable to act or dodge.

Perhaps the only thing you can do is to fight hard with your own "autumn" knife.

Meng Qingyi had already lifted the knife, Meng Qingyi suddenly paused, and cold sweat flowed.

In an instant, Meng Qingyi exerted his light skills to the peak, and easily flashed the knife that the jackal slashed over.

Although he was still standing, his legs were shaking.

That's mental fatigue.

Meng Qingyi really couldn't imagine that the jackal's knife could be so bewitching, and in an instant, it made people think that they had to use their own shortcomings to provide the enemy's strengths.

Then Meng Qingyi couldn't help laughing.

If Fang Cai had a little more confusion, Meng Qingyi would inevitably die under the wolf's knife. This kind of stimulation really makes every cell of it active and jumpy.

Meng Qingyi calmed down his mind, and there was already a look of eagerness on his face.

And then the road.

"You have a third knife. ”

Meng Qingyi really wanted to use these eyes to witness it and see how far the jackal's three knives had evolved. Even if all this may be risking your own life.