"Let's see how you dodge all. Ready! Set! Let's go!"
"Piu!"
"Piu!"
"Piu!"
Unlike the previous darts, Zhao Yu used his full strength and combination of qi blood energy to threw the eight knives towards Huo Ying like base ball. As result, they were all flying like missile.
"Oh God! Not good!"
Huo Ying circulated the Ethereal Battle Skill to its limit and at the same time, he began to mobilize his energy to the greatest extent.
"Su~e~~~!"
The speed of the Knives was too fast. He managed to evade only one, while the remaining seven struck him.
"Boom! Bing! Bang! Ding!"
Huo Ying exerted all his strength, condensing nearly four hundred points of qi blood energy, barely neutralizing four of the knives.
The remaining three knives hit him squarely.
"Bang~~!" With a loud crash, Huo Ying was crashing into the ground.
"Brother Ying!"
His underlings cried out in alarm and rushed after him.
