"Hmph, I think you are just stalling for time. Either you want to wait for the wound to heal, or you want to wait for someone to save you. Either way, it is all wishful thinking. Die!"

Seeing his calm and relaxed look, the Confucian scholar couldn't help but darken his face. He was afraid of a long night and many dreams, so he immediately stopped talking and waved his folding fan, and the sea water immediately folded up, creating several times the pressure.

After another blow, the sea water rolled up five flying knives and bombarded them.

The man in green shirt shook the precious mirror in his hand, and another white light flashed.

The moment Xie Huan saw the mirror light, he already felt a chill. This was a mirror light attack that came almost instantly.

Coupled with the Confucian scholar's folding fan and the cover of five flying knives, it was almost seamless.

Xie Huan was injured before, not because he was careless, but because he couldn't avoid it in that situation.

But with the previous experience, it is not so difficult to deal with it now.

The moment the Confucian scholar took action, he slapped his chest, and the ghostly fire ignited with a "bang" sound, evaporating the sea water again, causing several times the pressure to disappear.

At the same time, he held out the gold medal with the word "Dou" and waved it in front of him. The mirror light was actually drawn in and twisted out of position.

And his body also twisted accordingly, moving ten feet horizontally in a flash, dodging the five flying knives.
Chapter completed!