Cao Yuenlang smiled, "Lao Xi, look at Xi Bai's hand, he has already clenched a moving talisman, he should be here to save Ye Yang."
Xi Jinyue's face was gloomy, "What the **** is this stinky kid doing!"
"There was a quarrel just now, now I want to make Ye Yang soft, and deliberately use a mortal move to intimidate him. Even if Ye Yangning is unyielding, he will have the last resort, using the talisman to move Ye Yang into the shield." Yi Luohan Hehe smiled.
"This kid is not bad-hearted, but too arrogant." He concluded.
Only then did Xi Jinyue ease down, but still made up his mind to teach the stinky boy a lesson.
After Xi Bai went back, his **** blossomed but he didn't run away.
"What is Tsundere?"
"New words from Yamato Country next door..."
As Cao Yuen Long said, the shifting charms that Xi Bai was holding in his hands were soaked in sweat.
He made up his mind that he would use this talisman at the last moment.
But then he saw an unreasonable scene.
Ye Yang drew a knife and greeted Chen Ye directly.
Look at the appearance, I am afraid it is a middle-grade spiritual weapon.
Is this guy dying?
Xi Bai's palms were sweating.
He thought he was a dude, but he didn't touch it like pornography, gambling, and drugs. He even had the courage to touch the pretty little mushroom and cool hands.
To be honest, he was a Tie Han who had just left the family, was quite capable of fighting, and had no knowledge of world affairs.
If Ye Yang really died because of him, he might regret it all his life.
Then he saw that Ye Yang slashed at the dozen dust beetles.
It seems to be just a very ordinary sword technique, and it seems to contain an inexplicable profound meaning, and it seems to be in harmony with the philosophy of the stars and the sun and the moon.
Can't see through, can't see through, obscure, incomprehensible.
But after the eight swords were cut out, the movements of a dozen dust beetles stopped abruptly.
As if the pause button was pressed.
In the next moment, the dust beetle suddenly turned into a rain of blood and broken limbs.
A gleam of light shining from Ye Yang's body, blocking all the flesh and blood, spotlessly clean.
He smiled with satisfaction.
The power of Xia Ji's eight cuts was quite impressive.
It looks like a random move, but it contains endless philosophy.
Senior Xia Ji may have realized the edge of "reason".
That is the highest realm that the master can touch.
The Huang Ye's sword intent, the intent to destroy the internal organs, and the intent to break the army that Ye Yang had obtained before are actually manifestations at the master level after the weakening of "reason".
Once the "reason" is fully understood, the master can gain the Tao in one go and set foot in the realm of land immortals.
The big guys in the big conference room were also shocked by Ye Yang's seemingly arbitrary eight swords.
Li Ruilong and others are masters in other fields. They only feel that these eight swords are awesome, but they can't tell where they are.
But Modajia saw it really.
"Don't you think Ye Yang's eight swords are very flavorful?" He sighed.
Li Ruilong hesitated for two seconds, "Could it be that these few knives are mixed with foot smell...?"
Modajia almost angered his three souls.
What a deep smell.
"Flavour! It's the charm!" he shouted.
The big meeting room was suddenly filled with cheerful air.
On the other hand, Ye Yang's sword technique shocked everyone.
Xi Bai was the most shocked.
He didn't even care about Ye Yang's failure to identify himself, and instead envied the man's sword technique.
"How?" Ye Yang put away his scrap iron knife and smiled.
Xi Bai hesitated and sneered, "It must be because of your knife!"