Seeing Yang Yi's eyes showing some doubts, Yang Liu had already gotten used to it, so he smiled slightly and opened his mouth to explain to Yang Yi and two people.
Hearing this, Yang Yi and Yang Ji took a closer look. After Yang Liu's reminder, they discovered that it was really a very small butterfly knife.
This butterfly knife is indeed small and pitiful, but the smaller it is, the more advantageous it is on the battlefield, and Jiang Yibai can draw the knife very quickly, three minutes faster than people's movement speed.
If people don’t look carefully, they really can’t see it. ??
After Jiang Yibai sacrificed the butterfly knife in his hand, as his movements unfolded, the butterfly knives in his hand shone like stars, making people dizzy.
However, Mo Jielang, who was standing opposite Jiang Yibai, didn't think so. After all, he was Jiang Yibai's opponent this time. Only when he stood in front of Jiang Yibai in person could he feel the scene.
The incomparable and terrifying hostility emanating from the air was invisible to outsiders.
There was almost no unkind expression on Jiang Yibai's face, and he looked at Mo Jielang with his usual gentle smile.
For some reason, Mo Jielang felt as if he was being targeted by the God of Death. The moment he met Jiang Yibai's gaze, he felt as if a basin of cold water had poured him clean and started all over again.
By the end, I was feeling cold all over.
Suddenly, an alarm bell rang in Mo Jielang's heart, and he felt a chill coming from the soles of his feet. Without even thinking about it, the two daggers in his hands were pointed at the position of Jiang Yibai's hands.
He stabbed it hard.
There is only one thought in his mind now, that is, he must not let his opponent seize the opportunity to attack, otherwise, he will really lose, or even lose without the ability to counterattack.
As Mo Jielang's body rushed out like a flexible leopard, Mo Jielang's eyes suddenly met Jiang Yibai's half-smiling gaze.
So, at that moment, Mo Jielang suddenly felt a sense of shock for no reason in his heart. He suddenly regretted that maybe he shouldn't take the initiative.
But now, it's too late to regret it, because his offensive is about to arrive in front of Jiang Yibai.
He didn't know why, but looking at Jiang Yibai's calm and calm appearance, he always felt something bad in his heart.
And then, the next battle also gave him the answer, confirming that his idea was not wrong.
There are some people he cannot afford to offend.
Seeing Mo Jielang's body rising into the air, and the short knife in his hand heading straight towards the weapon he was controlling, Jiang Yibai did not move, but stood there leisurely, his gaze
He looked at Mo Jielang's body coldly, and then chuckled disdainfully.
In fact, an enemy of this level is not regarded as a so-called opponent by Jiang Yibai at all. He is too weak and is not qualified to compete with Jiang Yibai head-on.
It's just...
Although this kind of person does not need Jiang Yibai's full strength at present, since Chen Mo has already agreed to let Yang Yi see his strength, Jiang Yibai can also accompany him. It just so happens that I can take this opportunity to stretch my muscles and bones. Let's treat it as a sparring partner and have fun with this brat who doesn't know how high the sky is.
Thinking like this, Jiang Yibai decided to take action with all his strength, leaving no way for Mo Jielang to retreat.
"Hanxing, go!"
"Swish, swish, swish!"
In just a moment, with Jiang Yibai's whisper, the eight butterfly flying knives in his hand came out in unison, and went straight to Mo Jielang's position to attack, each flying knife emitted
With a piercing light, it was like eight meteors, whizzing through the air.
Upon seeing this, Mogelang, who had originally planned to launch an offensive, suddenly said to himself, "Oh no," these eight flying knives didn't look very powerful, but in fact, they almost blocked his attack range.
Each flying knife flew from different directions, hardly giving him any chance to counterattack, trapping him in all directions.
There was no other way, Mogelang could only choose to temporarily defend passively. His reaction was not slow, and could even be said to be extremely fast in the eyes of ordinary people.
But unfortunately, although his movements were fast enough, they were still too slow in Jiang Yibai's eyes.
So even if Mo Jielang was able to escape unscathed, his body would inevitably be cut open by the butterfly knife, forming a small wound.
Suddenly, a small blood mark appeared on Mo Jielang's forearm, and blood slowly seeped out from the wound.
For Mogelang, this bloodstain was insignificant. Therefore, this scar did not cause any substantial harm to him, nor did it slow down his speed.
I saw Mo Jielang lightly tapping his feet, and he rose into the air again. With the butterfly knife in Jiang Yibai's hand, he stepped directly up. Then the speed of his whole body once again increased to a higher level, and he continued to move towards
He attacked Jiang Yibai's position.
In normal times, Yang Yi would have admired a master like Mo Jielang, but unfortunately, he is an enemy, and they will never be able to stand on a united front.
Mo Jielang was faster and turned into an afterimage. His heavy body looked as flexible as a flying swallow. He knew very well that the butterfly knife in Jiang Yibai's hand needed to be controlled remotely, so as long as he got close to Jiang Yibai's
The body looks for an opportunity to attack, maybe this is a breakthrough.
It's just a pity that he regarded Jiang Yibai as such a waste that he even forgot about the oppressive feeling Jiang Yibai brought to him just now.
"It seems that you want to defeat me through close combat. This is a very good idea."
Seeing this, Jiang Yibai smiled slightly, and then continued, "It's just a pity that your method doesn't work well for me."
After the words fell, Jiang Yibai's fingers moved slightly, and then, the eight sharp butterfly flying knives were suddenly pulled out from the ground where they had been inserted, as if they were equipped with navigation devices.
, and then flew towards the direction of Mogelang again.
The flying knife didn't move at first, but in Jiang Yibai's hand, it looked so sharp, as if it had a soul of its own.
After seeing this scene happen, the expression of Yang Yi, who was watching the battle from above, finally changed. Seeing that Yang Yi and the two men had a slightly doubtful look in their eyes, Yang Liu had long been used to it, so he smiled slightly,
So he opened his mouth to explain to Yang Yi and the other two people.
Hearing this, Yang Yi and Yang Ji took a closer look. After Yang Liu's reminder, they discovered that it was really a very small butterfly knife.
This butterfly knife is indeed small and pitiful, but the smaller it is, the more advantageous it is on the battlefield, and Jiang Yibai can draw the knife very quickly, three minutes faster than people's movement speed.
If people don't look carefully, they really can't see it.
After Jiang Yibai sacrificed the butterfly knife in his hand, as his movements unfolded, the butterfly knives in his hand shone like stars, making people dizzy.
However, Mo Jielang, who was standing opposite Jiang Yibai, didn't think so. After all, he was Jiang Yibai's opponent this time. Only when he stood in front of Jiang Yibai in person could he feel the scene.
The incomparable and terrifying hostility emanating from the air was invisible to outsiders.
There was almost no unkind expression on Jiang Yibai's face, and he looked at Mo Jielang with his usual gentle smile.
For some reason, Mo Jielang felt as if he was being targeted by the God of Death. The moment he met Jiang Yibai's gaze, he felt as if a basin of cold water had poured him clean and started all over again.
By the end, I was feeling cold all over.
Suddenly, an alarm bell rang in Mo Jielang's heart, and he felt a chill coming from the soles of his feet. Without even thinking about it, the two daggers in his hands were pointed at the position of Jiang Yibai's hands.
He stabbed it hard.
There is only one thought in his mind now, that is, he must not let his opponent seize the opportunity to attack, otherwise, he will really lose, or even lose without the ability to counterattack.
As Mo Jielang's body rushed out like a flexible leopard, Mo Jielang's eyes suddenly met Jiang Yibai's half-smiling gaze.
So, at that moment, Mo Jielang suddenly felt a sense of shock for no reason in his heart. He suddenly regretted that maybe he shouldn't take the initiative.
But now, it's too late to regret it, because his offensive is about to arrive in front of Jiang Yibai.
He didn't know why, but looking at Jiang Yibai's calm and calm appearance, he always felt something bad in his heart.
And then, the next battle also gave him the answer, confirming that his idea was not wrong.
There are some people he cannot afford to offend.
Seeing Mo Jielang's body rising into the air, and the short knife in his hand heading straight towards the weapon he was controlling, Jiang Yibai did not move, but stood there leisurely, his gaze
He looked at Mo Jielang's body coldly, and then chuckled disdainfully.
In fact, an enemy of this level is not regarded as a so-called opponent by Jiang Yibai at all. He is too weak and is not qualified to compete with Jiang Yibai head-on.
It's just...
Although this kind of person does not need Jiang Yibai's full strength at present, since Chen Mo has already agreed to let Yang Yi see his strength, Jiang Yibai can also accompany him. It just so happens that I can take this opportunity to stretch my muscles and bones. Let's treat it as a sparring partner and have fun with this brat who doesn't know how high the sky is.
Thinking like this, Jiang Yibai decided to take action with all his strength, leaving no way for Mo Jielang to retreat.
"Hanxing, go!"
"Swish, swish, swish!"
In just a moment, with Jiang Yibai's whisper, the eight butterfly flying knives in his hand came out in unison, and went straight to Mo Jielang's position to attack, each flying knife emitted
With a piercing light, it was like eight meteors, whizzing through the air.
Upon seeing this, Mogelang, who had originally planned to launch an offensive, suddenly said to himself, "Oh no," these eight flying knives didn't look very powerful, but in fact, they almost blocked his attack range.
Each flying knife flew from different directions, hardly giving him any chance to counterattack, trapping him in all directions.
There was no other way, Mogelang could only choose to temporarily defend passively. His reaction was not slow, and could even be said to be extremely fast in the eyes of ordinary people.
But unfortunately, although his movements were fast enough, they were still too slow in Jiang Yibai's eyes.
So even if Mo Jielang was able to escape unscathed, his body would inevitably be cut open by the butterfly knife, forming a small wound.
Suddenly, a small blood mark appeared on Mo Jielang's forearm, and blood slowly seeped out from the wound.
For Mogelang, this bloodstain was insignificant. Therefore, this scar did not cause any substantial harm to him, nor did it slow down his speed.
I saw Mo Jielang lightly tapping his feet, and he rose into the air again. With the butterfly knife in Jiang Yibai's hand, he stepped directly up. Then the speed of his whole body once again increased to a higher level, and he continued to move towards
He attacked Jiang Yibai's position.
In normal times, Yang Yi would have admired a master like Mo Jielang, but unfortunately, he is an enemy, and they will never be able to stand on a united front.
Mo Jielang was faster and turned into an afterimage. His heavy body looked as flexible as a flying swallow. He knew very well that the butterfly knife in Jiang Yibai's hand needed to be controlled remotely, so as long as he got close to Jiang Yibai's
The body looks for an opportunity to attack, maybe this is a breakthrough.
It's just a pity that he regarded Jiang Yibai as such a waste that he even forgot about the oppressive feeling Jiang Yibai brought to him just now.
"It seems that you want to defeat me through close combat. This is a very good idea."
Seeing this, Jiang Yibai smiled slightly, and then continued, "It's just a pity that your method doesn't work well for me."
After the words fell, Jiang Yibai's fingers moved slightly, and then, the eight sharp butterfly flying knives were suddenly pulled out from the ground where they had been inserted, as if they were equipped with navigation devices.
, and then flew towards the direction of Mogelang again.
The flying knife didn't move at first, but in Jiang Yibai's hand, it looked so sharp, as if it had a soul of its own.
After seeing this scene happen, Yang Yi, who was watching the battle from above, finally changed his expression.
