Jiang Yao looked at Daolin coldly, a solemn look flashed in his eyes. In such a short period of time, had his tricks been seen through by the other party?
"How did you know?" Jiang Yao asked unwillingly.
Dorian said: "Isn't that very simple? Because I know my own strength very well, I will never make such a stupid mistake, so you can only affect my judgment."
Jiang Yao smiled and nodded. He coughed lightly, and his chest, which had been stained red with blood, instantly returned to its original state. Not to mention the blood, even his clothes showed no signs of damage.
Dolin lowered his head and looked at his left hand. There was no Blood Mist Knife in his hand at all. It seemed that his attack just now was imaginary.
This time, without waiting for Daolin to do more research, Jiang Yao attacked again. In desperation, Daolin had to fight with all his strength.
This time Daolin saw clearly the true speed Jiang Yao displayed!
turn out to be! He had been deceived before. Jiang Yao's ability didn't seem to require much energy, so he could use it unscrupulously.
For a moment, Daolin fell into passivity. He didn't know whether his attack on Jiang Yao was effective, or whether he had escaped his attack.
Even Jiang Yao's speed fluctuated, sometimes accelerating suddenly at the most critical moment of the battle, and sometimes stopping suddenly at extremely high speeds. However, Daolin was certain that if it was a simple comparison of speed, Jiang Yao's The top speed is definitely not as fast as Dowling.
Being knocked away by another hand of knife, Daolin fell to the ground again, plowing a ravine on the ground.
He got up again and looked at Jiang Yao. He was thinking of countermeasures. He couldn't be passively beaten all the time. This was not his character.
Jiang Yao obviously would not give Daolin such a chance. When he saw Daolin getting up again, he rushed over directly. His two hands were like two knives, making a harsh sound when he waved them.
Daolin fought and retreated, and the knife made bloody cuts on his body one after another. The blood stained his white clothes red, like plum blossoms in full bloom.
After being knocked upside down again, Daolin actually closed his eyes. Since the naked eye couldn't completely penetrate Jiang Yao's moves, let's just leave it to the fighting instinct!
Daolin held knives in both hands, with Star Gathering and Blood Mist lying in front of him. Whenever he noticed Jiang Yao approaching, he would react instinctively.
Even so, Daolin was still losing ground, and many wounds were filled on his body again. Although the wounds were not deep, the wounds were all concentrated near his heart and throat, which showed that Jiang Yao was good at close combat. is obviously stronger than Daolin.
Another hand knife struck, but the seemingly slow movement hid infinite danger. Daolin didn't know at which moment Jiang Yao's knife would suddenly accelerate, so he could only tense up his nerves to sense every breath of air. Tremble to prevent yourself from being killed by a single blow.
Jiang Yao smiled proudly, his eyes still filled with excitement. Every trace of blood on his blade seemed to bring him infinite pleasure.
Suddenly, Jiang Yao's uninterrupted offensive stalled for a moment. He retracted his body sharply, swung his sword in an almost impossible and weird movement and turned around, just in time to block the sudden sword coming from behind.
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A man in black robes appeared behind him at some point. The man's entire face was hidden under his hood, and he was holding a cold sword in his hand.
The person who came was none other than Han Zimo, who had disappeared for a while.
Han Zimo exuded a strange aura, and Jiang Yao's instinct told him that this person was an extremely difficult character to deal with, but even so, Jiang Yao could still handle him with ease.
He suddenly fell to the ground like an animal, and the joints of his body twisted sharply. In the next second, not only Han Zimo, but even Daolin was shocked. They saw the most incredible speed in their lives, and the most incredible speed in their lives. Weird and unpredictable knife techniques.
In an instant, eight hideous wounds were opened on Han Zimo's ribs and shoulders, and he fell straight down.
The skin and flesh on Dolin's limbs had been beaten to a pulp, just like the ribs that had been chopped for a long time on the chopping board. The word "mudden with blood" couldn't be more appropriate to describe it. Most people
It is really hard to imagine how many times Dolin was stabbed in just that short second.
"Hahaha... It's so interesting, but that's the end of it." Jiang Yao licked his lips. He walked up to Daolin first and cut Daolin's throat with his knife.
Just when the knife was about to cut Daolin's throat, Jiang Yao's hand stopped in mid-air, because just now, there was a sudden shaking under his feet. Although it was very slight, he still felt it.
Dolin took this opportunity to grab the ground with both hands, and then pushed hard, and his whole body slid away from the ground.
Jiang Yao glanced at Daolin. He did not chase him, but looked around cautiously. The shaking feeling just now made him sensitive to danger.
Han Zimo stood up straight from the ground. The wounds on his body had healed. He rushed towards Jiang Yao again with a flick of his wrist.
Dolin fell to the ground and watched the two of them fighting together. His body was also recovering quickly. He endured the pain and took out a gourd of divine water and drank a few sips of it. Then he took out a dirt-free pith-washing fruit and ate one. , with these two blessings, his body recovered very quickly, and it could be said that he was regenerating new flesh at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Han Zimo lost to Jiang Yao. After slashing and flying several times in succession, his speed also slowed down. Although Han Zimo no longer had a bottleneck after practicing the "General Xuan Ming Gong", he could be considered to be at the mid-level Shenhe realm at most. , compared with Jiang Yao, it is still much worse.
"Your opponent is me!" Daolin yelled and rushed directly towards Jiang Yao, causing a crack in the hard black stone ground under his feet.
Daolin and Han Zimo teamed up to fight Jiang Yao. Jiang Yao was still able to do it with ease. His physical body may not be as powerful as Daolin and the others, but the illusion that can be released without relying on true energy has become his most powerful means.
After a battle, Daolin and Han Zimo were seriously injured again. On the other hand, Jiang Yao only had a few scattered scars on his body.
"If it weren't for you, I would have already obtained "Condensing Qi and Transforming Mind", and I would become the most powerful ghost king, and the entire ghost tribe would surrender to my feet. It was you! It was you who ruined my plan! You deserve to die!" Jiang Yao pointed at Daolin and roared angrily.
"What makes you feel so great? Although it seems that you have the upper hand, if you are careful, you will find that neither my friends nor I were injured. Today I will teach you a lesson, physical strength. It's really strong!" Dolin said with a sneer.
"Really?" Suddenly, Jiang Yao's voice rang in Daolin's ears. Daolin's pupils shrank violently. Jiang Yao in the distance disappeared, replaced by the hand knife close at hand.
There was a pop sound, and the knife was stabbed into his chest. Daolin stared blankly in front of him. Han Zimo, who was wearing a black robe in front of him, took the knife for him. The knife was stabbed in his chest. Han Zimo's chest!
"Old Han!!!"
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