For the first time, Mu Yunkong felt death... ! ... So close to him! ! !
When he was reading Gu Long’s novel, he had liked the description of Xiao Li’s flying knife the most. In the book, it was said that no one in the world knew where his flying knife was, nor did anyone know how it was launched. Before the knife was launched, no one could imagine its speed and power.
That kind of magical description of techniques made him feel hot-blooded even after he became an earth immortal. However, as a jianghu person, he knew that this was just the conjecture of the writer.
No matter how well-tempered the technique was, it was almost god-like. It relied on basic attributes and was not so magical. You could not see it because your eyesight could not keep up with the speed of the other party, this had nothing to do with whether the other party was using Xiao Li’s or Xiao Wang’s throwing knives.
