Chapter 343 Safer?

"Won?" Everyone looked blankly at Fang Wenyang, who was vomiting blood and falling down. They were all stunned. It took them a while to react, and they all looked at their companions around them, with expressions of ecstasy on their faces.

"Win!!! Ye Zhuixun wins! Great, we finally don't have to die!"

"It's so awesome! Ye Zhuixun is so awesome. It turns out that Ye Zhuixun is the most powerful!"

"That's right, I thought Ye Zhuixun couldn't be compared with Young Master Qinghe and the others. I didn't expect him to be so powerful..."

Hong Qinghe, Yang Feng, and Mu Wuxin, who had recovered from serious injuries, all had complicated expressions when they saw this scene: "We so-called first, second, and third...compared with them, it is indeed quite ridiculous... …”

Hong Qinghe pressed the location of the wound with a gloomy expression.

Lou Xiaoxiao also had a smile on his face: "Qianxue, you have really found a treasure by accepting such a disciple. This kid will definitely be very powerful in the future!"

Everyone was ecstatic. After taking the elixir, Fang Wenyang recovered, but his expression was so gloomy that he could almost shed water.

He looked ferocious and vicious, glaring at Ye Zhuixun with great anger: "You little bastard, how dare you hurt me! I have to kill you!"

"Wenyang, it seems that there are good defective products in these garbage. Be careful and don't get hurt again." Someone among his companions reminded him.

"Hmph! Don't worry, how could such garbage hurt me? Just now, I was just careless..."

"Don't say that. There is something wrong with his fists. If I read it correctly, he has already understood the meaning of the gale, which is the intention of the gale."

"Fighting Fist Intent?" Fang Wenyang's eyes flashed with shock, and he stared at Ye Zhuixun with jealousy and hatred: "I didn't expect that among the ants, there are actually ants with wings! However, even so, if I let him die, he will Have to die!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Wenyang's expression became serious, and he stretched out his hands and five fingers.

Whoosh whoosh!

Ten cold and delicate daggers were suspended above his palm, corresponding to each of his fingers, slowly rotating, beautiful and mysterious, but also carrying fatal danger.

The expression of his companion behind him relaxed instantly: "It seems that this battle is over."

"Yes, if Wen Yang uses this move, even we may not be able to escape unscathed, let alone such an ant in the Yuanwu realm."

"However, I didn't expect that with his pride, he would use a trick against such an ant."

"The other party understands the meaning of the wind, so don't underestimate it. This is safer and good..."

Several people were talking.

"Ambush from all sides! Go!" Fang Wenyang shouted, and with ten daggers on his fingertips, he whizzed towards Ye Zhuixun.

At the same time, Fang Wenyang looked sinister and said with incomparable resentment: "You little bastard, two fists are hard to defeat with four hands. Let me see how your two fists can block my ten hidden swords!"

Bah!

On the stage, Ye Zhuixun had a solemn look on his face, using the power of the wind to maximize his speed and quickly dodge the dagger.

But the short sword is very flexible, like a gangrene attached to the bone, it is difficult to avoid.

Just a moment...

Pfft...

Pfft...

The dagger hit Ye Zhuixun's body, drawing blood marks...

His breath was unsteady and he was gradually losing his temper...

"No! We can't just lose - at least we have to defeat him!"

A fierce look flashed in Ye Zhuixun's eyes, and his mind was spinning rapidly.

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed through my mind...

"Sword! These daggers are his weaknesses. Putting the dagger in front of me is putting his weakness in front of me. As long as I can find an opportunity to destroy a dagger, he will definitely do the same as before, Hit hard!"