Escape, coupled with assassination, are the characteristics of ShadowClan.
At this time, the sky was covered with dark clouds. Mo Jiang, who possesses superb escape skills, was like a fish in water, constantly shuttling through the dark clouds.
With a move of his hand, several beams of white light shot towards Ye Xiongji.
The monks on the outside looked at the sky with bright eyes and watched for a while.
"What a powerful escape technique, and now it's under dark clouds. I'm afraid Ye Xiong will be killed instantly with one move." A monk outside the field said.
"I have seen these white awns before. They are very strong flying knives. They are made of Beihai Hantie. Special inscriptions are engraved on the body. They are not afraid of speeding up and have the ability to become invisible. Not to mention a mere Yuan Ying in the early stage.
Even in the late Nascent Soul stage, you may not be able to defend against it," said the sword clan elder.
Everyone was tracking the three flying knives and checking their flight trajectories, but except for a few powerful monks, the rest of the monks had no way of catching the traces 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 move was as fast as lightning, and before anyone could react, Ye Xiong already held something in his hand, which was a thin flying knife.
"How is it possible to catch a throwing knife with only one hand?"
"Isn't this... incredible?"
The people around him were all stunned, they did not expect this to happen.
Ye Xiong sneered, and the next moment he grabbed out his other hand, and grabbed a golden claw into the void. There was originally nothing there, but when the claw shadow landed there, it happened to grab the third one.
The two flying knives didn't look like they were caught. Instead, they were delivered to the door by themselves.
Catching a flying knife can be said to be lucky, catching two in a row is a sign of strength.
"Is this your method?" Ye Xiong snorted coldly.
The palm of the hand glowed brightly, and when I bent it hard, I heard two bangs, and the two flying knives broke into two pieces.
Dozens of Nascent Souls around him all looked on dumbly, dumbfounded by Ye Xiong's god-like operation.
Why is the script written backwards? It seems that Ye Xiong is in the later stage of Yuanying, and Mo Jiang is in the early stage of Yuanying.
Mo Jiang's face was very ugly, and his heart was bleeding. These two flying knives were his favorite weapons. Now they have been destroyed. Can you not feel sad?
What he didn't understand was how this guy managed to catch the flying knife with his butcher's hand. Even if he could catch the trajectory of the flying knife, he couldn't be so powerful!
"This guy is not simple." Lan Zi murmured and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Don't look at it. He is only in the early stage of Yuanying. His cultivation level is definitely no worse than that in the late stage of Yuanying." 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 power of the clan leader.
"Isn't there a throwing knife? Why don't you keep shooting it? What are you doing with it?" Ye Xiong crossed his arms and smiled.
This is a very contemptuous action. How big is the difference in strength to be able to confront each other like this?
The corner of Mo Jiang's mouth kept twitching, why did he dare to continue to take action with the third flying knife? Isn't that seeking destruction?
"Don't waste everyone's time. If you have any other means, just use it!"
"You brat, don't worry, this is just the beginning."
Mo Jiang's body surged with overwhelming vitality, and with a bang, his body disappeared in mid-air, as if it disappeared out of thin air.
He manipulated the teleportation technique to the extreme, and he held the third flying knife in his hand.
This time, he will use this last flying knife to clear his name.
The best way to clear up the reputation of a destroyed flying knife is to use the destroyed flying knife to kill the opponent.
Ye Xiong still stood there, motionless except for his eyes turning red, as if he was petrified.
If he wasn't suspended in mid-air, I would have thought he was a dead man.
This is Ye Xiong's favorite opponent.
His vitality level is average, and he relies on elusive movements to attack.
Under the eyes of law, does speed matter?
Isn't it useful to be elusive?
Suddenly, Ye Xiong jumped several kilometers out of thin air and punched out, a big golden fist hitting the void.
The next moment, a scream was heard, Mo Jiang's body was blown away, and blood rained out from his mouth, staining the sky with blood.
This punch not only knocked Mo Jiang away, but also made him fall from the sky to the ground, smashing into countless mountains.
With one punch, Mo Jiang was defeated.
Outside the court, everyone was stunned. They all looked at Ye Xiong in the air, as if they had seen a ghost.
The previous ridicule and disregard among the allies around Jiao De all disappeared and were replaced by exclamation.
How powerful is it to defeat Mo Jiang with one punch?
You know, Mo Jiang is a late-stage Nascent Soul monk!
"This guy's strength has really increased a lot." Lan Lan finally believed it. At this moment, she couldn't tell whether she was happy or jealous.
After a trip to the Valley of Fallen Infants, my strength has increased so much that I would be damned if I didn't meet the opportunity.
Jiao De's face was very ugly. How could he not see that his strength had greatly increased?
Three days later, I was surprised to see him with admiration, but he must have risen too much!
"Who will go next, or together?" Ye Xiong defeated the enemy with one move, and his momentum became high again.
The allies around Jiao De looked at each other, and none of them dared to speak out.
This is the grudge between Jiao De and Ye Xiong. They are just here to support the show. Naturally, they will not be foolish enough to stand up and make noise like Mo Jiang. They will be punched until their life or death is unclear. This is the end.
"Chief Jiao, this kid is quite strong. It seems like you need to take action yourself." The leader of the Knife Clan spoke first, pointing at the people around Ye Xiong and saying: "Don't worry, anyone who dares to help Ye Xiong, I will kill his head."
Cut it off."
"Chief Jiao, don't worry and kill him. Leave this to me." Another ally shouted.
Next, the rest of the allies all stood up and seemed to like him, but no one wanted to join forces with him.
Jiao De knew that he could only rely on himself at this moment. If he lost, these so-called allies might not take action.
What is an ally?
Allies are here to cheer and cheer. The difference between them and the crowd is that they can roar a few times.
"Dad, don't worry, this guy can't be your opponent. I believe you can help your brother get revenge." Kakuzu reminded.
Only then did Jiao De realize that he had been shocked by this guy's strength just now, and almost wanted to find a way to join forces.
No matter how powerful he is, he is only in the early stage of Nascent Soul, can he still reach heaven?
The last time there was a draw, it was because I still had my trump card to show off and I had to worry about the future. Now that I have brought so many people here, I have no worries and I can go all out now.
"Ye Xiong, your opponent is me." Jiao De took a few hundred meters in one step and came to Ye Xiong, his momentum like a rainbow.
Facing Jiao De, Ye Xiong no longer had the fear he had before.
He knew that in the first battle that day, Jiao De still had some trump cards that he had not yet used because Lan Lan was present.
However, now that he has devoured the Nascent Soul of Mordor, his strength has greatly increased, right?
The worst case scenario is to use the True Ape Five Transformations again.
"Die!"
Jiao De stretched out his hand directly.
An incomparably huge palm turned into a monstrous black hand, stretched out from the dark clouds, and grabbed hard.