The second form of flying light and glittering shadow: Thunder thorn!

The sudden explosion of flying knife knocked back the unprepared Wanwuyan several feet.

If an ordinary person suffers this, he will have to lose his skin even if he does not die.

But is Wan Wuyan an ordinary person?

Of course not - he is a quasi-economic master who has 50 meridians, so except for the fact that he is stung by more than ten flying knife fragments and is very bloody, he is actually not seriously injured.

But I stopped my work and adjusted my breathing and completely relaxed.

I remember that month, I encountered a bunch of bigwigs in the Heifeng Villa. Among them, the worst martial arts was Ma Huahua, the wife of the gang leader who had developed forty meridians.

Although he is the one with the worst martial arts skills, it is enough to kill a hundred of me.

Unexpectedly, I had reached the same level as hers without realizing it.

I won!

"I haven't lost yet!"

Wan Wuyu screamed and rushed up again.

I looked at him coldly and didn't move.

Wan Wurei rushed to the middle and reached out to his shoulder with a big hand.

With this press, Wanwuyan couldn't move immediately.

"Let me go, I'm going to fight him desperately!" Wan Wurei shouted.

"Young Master, enough." The man who held the fearlessness and whispered.

Wan Wuwei heard it and he was completely confused.

I recognize this person. He is one of the bodyguards beside Wan Yushen. He is not usually visible and has no water. He never thought that his cultivation is so profound.

Although Wan Wuyan was useless, he was a quasi-economic master who had 50 meridians. He was caught back like a chicken.

The reason why I didn't move was that I saw that Wan Yushen would definitely send someone to take his incompetent son away.

If he doesn't send...

Ahem, Lord Fan is still sitting next to him.

In fact, I was still very relaxed in this battle: after all, this is the Happy Prince's Mansion, and it is okay to compete and fight, but it is definitely not allowed to cause death. Whether I am still fearless, once I encounter a truly fatal danger, a master will definitely come out to rescue me.

Now that the winner is decided, of course it is impossible to let one side continue to get entangled.

I saw that Wan Wuyu still looked dissatisfied, so I said aloud: "Actually, this fight is very boring. I can't really kill you, right?"

"Kill me? Do you dare?" Wan Wuyu sneered.

"Of course I don't dare, but..." I deliberately stretched my tone, then my eyes suddenly changed, and I glared at Wan Wuyan fiercely: "I'm very afraid of death!"

The subtle meaning of my sentence is that if you have to force me, in order to protect myself, you can only choose to kill you.

Wan Wurei was stunned by my glare, and then fell into deep thought.

Wan Yushen next to him looked at his son, then smiled at me angrily, as if he didn't care about this matter.

Does he think it is actually a good thing for someone to teach his son a lesson?

Or... this person is very scheming, and he makes money on the surface, but he is thinking about how to kill me?

I couldn't guess what others were thinking, and I was too lazy to guess. I stretched my waist and walked straight to the seat of the Barbarian King Helian Win.

The follower was already waiting for me with a full moon scimitar.

The body of this full moon scimitar has a very large curve and a slightly short length. Those who don’t know think it is a grass-filled sickle.

I took the scimitar happily, played with it repeatedly in my hand, and pulled it out and tried to play a few tricks.

"Oh, it's not very easy." I said regretfully.

Because the shape of the ordinary single sword is too different, using the full moon scimitar to perform the Thirteenth Black Wind Style can only exert 70% or 80% of the power at most.

Originally, I was thinking of using this knife to replace the severely damaged Yunfeng Purple Gold Knife, but I didn't expect that this was the case.

It seems that I have to find someone to repair the purple gold sword.

"Brother, do you think this knife is not useful?" Helian Sheng asked me with a smile.

"There's no way." I shook my head and said, "The sword technique is not suitable."

"I have the matching sword skills here." Helian Sheng slapped the table and said.

"You have?" My eyes lit up.

Helian Sheng hooked his fingers and someone immediately handed him half a piece of burnt sheepskin.

The sheepskin was full of words, but it was obvious that many places were burned out.

"Only half?" I wondered.

"Not half, it's one third." Helian Shengdao, "This set of Haoyue Sword Technique has a total of three moves, and there is only the first move on this piece of sheepskin."

"What about the other two tricks?" I asked quickly.

"It's gone." Helian Shengdao, "burned, these were snatched out of the fire."

"What's the use?" I was a little discouraged.

"It's really not very useful." Helian Shengdao, "But you can use it to understand what the sword is, it will be beneficial."

Knife Gang!

I heard it right?

Is this a unique skill-level sword technique?

I stared at the parchment excitedly, but Helian Sheng put it away.

Unfortunately, it is incomplete.

But if it weren't for incompleteness, how could Helian Sheng take it out casually?

"What do I want to exchange for?" I asked, swallowing.

"I am not a businessman, so I won't change it." Helian Shengdao, "This is a reward for the warriors."

When I heard this, I immediately understood what he meant.

What is a Warrior?

Can fight!

Sure enough, Helian Sheng pointed to a barbarian servant behind him and said, "As long as you can defeat Umatto, this piece of sheepskin will be yours."

Umato?

I glanced at the barbarian and saw that he had a small braid. Although he was short, his muscles were shiny and he had two short knives with horns stuck around his waist.

Name of character: Umato

Character Relationship: Neutral

Commonly used weapons: double swords

Martial Arts: Perfect

Internal power cultivation: forty meridians

...

No!

Isn't his data exactly the same as mine?

The same move realm is eighth level, and the same internal strength is forty meridians.

On the surface, it is the same, but in fact, it may be very different.

My eighth level is just a set of thirteen black wind styles at the last skill level.

What level is the opponent's move?

I won't naively expect the other party to be the last skill level.

Ordinary? A unique skill?

No matter which one is enough to suppress me.

In terms of internal strength, everyone's meridians and forty meridians are no different.

But my yellow sand is weak in combat.

After all the calculations, I finally realized that I had no chance of winning in this battle!

Do you still need to fight?

After thinking about it carefully, I decided to give up.

The reality is cruel. It is not that you can pass any obstacle and gain any benefits when you grit your teeth and close your eyes. Instead of losing a battle, it is better to go back to sleep comfortably and keep your energy to deal with the following troubles.

How could it be without trouble if you follow Wang Ziyun?

"King Helian, I..." I bowed to Helian Sheng and prepared to say something to refuse.

Of course, things are always full of surprises.

Guess what?

The instruction manual suddenly jumped out, saying: If you have important news, please enter the space. If you have important news, please enter the space.
Chapter completed!