Escape technique, coupled with assassination, is a characteristic of the Shadow Clan.

At this time, there were dark clouds in the sky. Mo Jiang, who possessed the clever escape technique, was like a fish in water, constantly shuttled through the dark clouds.

With a move of hand, several white lights shot towards Ye Xiong quickly.

The monks outside the field looked at the air with bright eyes and watched for a while.

"What a powerful escape technique, now it's in the dark clouds. Ye Xiong is afraid he will be killed in one move." A monk outside the field said.

"I have seen these white lights. They are very strong flying knives. They are made by the cold iron of Beihai. They carved special inscriptions on the body. They are not afraid of speeding up and have the ability to invisible. Not to mention a mere early stage of the Nascent Soul, even the late stage of the Nascent Soul, they may not be able to defend against it." said the elder of the Knife Clan.

Everyone tracked the three flying knives and checked their flight trajectories, but except for a few powerful monks, the other monks had no way to capture the tracks of the flying knives.

Just when most people thought that Ye Xiong was about to be stabbed by a flying knife, Ye Xiong suddenly stretched out his hand.

This was as fast as lightning. No one could react. Ye Xiong was already holding something in his hand, which was a thin flying knife.

"How is it possible to grab a flying knife with one hand?"

"This... isn't it amazing?"

Everyone around was shocked and never expected this to happen.

Ye Xiong sneered, and the next moment he grabbed it with his other hand, and a golden big claw phantom grabbed the void. There was nothing there, but when the claw phantom fell there, he just grabbed the second flying knife. It didn't look like he was grabbing, but the flying knife came to his door by himself.

Grasping a flying knife can be said to be lucky. If you grab two in a row, that is strength.

"Is this your method?" Ye Xiong snorted coldly.

The palm of his hand shone brightly, and he bent hard, and only two blowing knives were heard, and the two flying knives were broken into two pieces.

The dozens of Yuanying around were all watching stupidly, and were stunned by Ye Xiongshen's operation.

Why did the script come backwards? It seems that Ye Xiong is the late stage of the Nascent Soul, and Mo Jiang is the early stage of the Nascent Soul.

Mo Jiang's face looked very ugly, and his heart was bleeding. These two flying knives were his favorite weapons. Now that they were destroyed, how can you not feel sorry for it?

What he didn't understand was how this guy was able to grab the flying knife by hand. Even if he could capture the trajectory of the flying knife, it wouldn't be so powerful!

"This guy is not simple." Lan Zi murmured, breathing a sigh of relief.

"Don't think that he is only in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, his cultivation is definitely not worse than that in the late stage of the Nascent Soul." Lan Lan said in a low voice.

Several monks from the Thunder Clan all had smiles on their faces, ready to see the true magical powers of the clan leader.

"Isn't there a flying knife? Why don't you continue shooting it? Why are you doing it?" Ye Xiong smiled with his hands wrapped around his chest.

This is a very contemptuous action. How much difference in strength can we confront each other so much?

Mo Jiang's mouth kept beating. Why did he dare to continue to attack the third flying knife? Isn't that asking for destruction?

"Don't waste everyone's time. If you have any other means, just use it!"

"Don't be proud of yourself, this is just the beginning."

Mo Jiang's body surged with vitality, and with a bang, his body disappeared in mid-air, as if it had disappeared out of thin air.

The teleportation technique was controlled to the extreme, and he held the third flying knife in his hand.

This time, he wants to use this last flying knife to help him clear his name.

The best way to clear the name of a destroyed flying knife is to use the destroyed flying knife to kill the opponent.

Ye Xiong was still standing there, except that his eyes became red, and he did not move at all, as if petrified.

If it weren't for floating in the air, I would have thought he was a dead person.

Ye Xiong’s favorite opponent is this.

The level of vitality is average, and it depends on the elusive movements to attack.

Under the Dharma Eye, is speed useful?

Is it useless to be ecstatic?

Suddenly, Ye Xiong kicked a few kilometers out of nowhere and punched out with a big golden fist.

The next moment, a scream came from him, and Mo Jiang's body was blown away, and blood was sprayed out of his mouth, staining the sky with blood.

This punch not only knocked Mo Jiang away, but also made him fall from the sky and land on the ground, and I don’t know how many peaks it smashed.

With one punch, Mo Jiang lost.

Outside the field, everyone was shocked and looked at Ye Xiong in the air, like a ghost.

The allies around Kaoru, their previous ridicule and ignorance, disappeared, replaced by surprise.

How powerful is this to defeat Mo Jiang with one punch?

You know, Mo Jiang is a late-stage cultivator of the Nascent Soul!

"This guy's strength has really increased." Lan Lan finally believed it, and at this moment I couldn't tell whether it was happy or jealous.

When I came back from the Falling Valley, my strength increased so much that I saw no chance.

Jiaode's face looked very ugly. He could never see that his strength had increased significantly.

It was three days since I left, and I was looking at him with admiration, but he had also risen too much!

"Who will go next, or go together?" Ye Xiong defeated the enemy with one move, and his momentum rose again.

The allies around Kaorde looked at each other and didn't dare to stand up.

This is the grudge between Jiaode and Ye Xiong. They just came to support the game, so naturally they would not stand up and shout like Mo Jiang, and were beaten to the point of being unknown. This is the end.

"Captain of the Kou, this kid is not bad. It seems that you want to take action in person." The patriarch of the Knife tribe spoke first, pointing to the people around Ye Xiong and saying, "Don't worry, whoever dares to help Ye Xiong, I will cut off his head."

"Captain of the Kou, don't worry, kill him, leave it to me." Another ally shouted.

Next, the rest of the allies stood up, all of them seemed to be good, but none of them wanted to join forces with him.

Jiaode knew that he could only rely on himself at this moment. If he lost, these so-called allies might not take action.

What are allys?

Allies are here to cheer, and the difference between them and the melon-eating crowd is: how many roars can they yell.

"Dad, don't worry, this guy can't be your opponent. I believe you will definitely avenge your brother." Jiaodu said to remind.

Only then did Jiao De realize that he was shocked by this guy's strength just now and almost wanted to find a joint effort.

No matter how powerful he is, he is only in the early stage of the Nascent Soul. Can he still reach heaven?

The last time I played a draw, it was because I still had trump cards and had worries. Now I have brought so many people here and there without worries. Now I can take full advantage of it.

"Ye Xiong, your opponent is me." Jiao De took a few hundred meters in one step and came to Ye Xiong with a momentum.

Facing Jiaode, Ye Xiong no longer had the fear he had when he was before.

He knew that in the battle that day, Jiaode still had no trump card to play because Lan Lan was present.

However, now that I have devoured Mordor's Nascent Soul, my strength has increased significantly, right?

At the worst, at worst, you can use the five transformations of the True Ape again.

"Die!"

Jiaode stretched out his hand directly.
Chapter completed!