This time the protagonist doesn't obey, I quit

An Yi is a real man for a second, those throwing knives can't hurt him at all.

One second, for the spirit, is a key point that can change the situation of the battle in an instant.

So please don't laugh at every second!

"Boring little trick."

An Yi pulled out a throwing knife from his head, grinned and said calmly.

Invincible for one second, An Yi was immune to 80% of throwing knife attacks.

So, after a second passed, he seemed to be a hedgehog with his body pierced.

The ground is full of flying knives!Paved a layer!

Long Aoxue helped An Yi pull out the knives behind An Yi's back, and asked curiously: "What is the origin of these flying knives, why are there so many of them?"

"do not know."

An Yi took a few glances.

It was shrouded in dark spiritual power, and it seemed that it would continue to stab him.

"Ding! Get【Shadow Blade Throwing Knife】×1"

"Ding! Get【Shadow Blade Throwing Knife】×1"

"Ding! Get [Shadow Blade Flying Knife]...!"

In an instant, An Yi's mind was almost overwhelmed with information.

Looking at the information that the remark has been 999+, An Yi was really shocked.

There are thousands of shadow blade flying knives, even if they are sold for scrap iron, they can be sold for a lot of money.

Possessing the powerful recovery ability of the immortal martial body, the wound on An Yi's body began to heal in an instant.

"Damn it, how did you suppress so many flying knives under the stele?"

An Yi took out a throwing knife, his eyes were slightly bright, and he had very pure dark spiritual power, which was a good thing for him.

Exercising Devour, the dark spiritual power on the flying knife turned into a stream of black light was absorbed by An Yi.

"Not bad!"

Feel a touch of spiritual power rippling in the body.

An Yi grinned, looked at the flying knives on the ground, and showed a dark smile.

The blades of the flying knives that were about to float trembled slightly, and at this moment they showed a gesture of fear.

An Yi opened his hand, and black dark spiritual power emerged, covering a distance of one mile.

The sound of clattering was transmitted.

Thousands of throwing knives were easily included by An Yi.

A stream of black dark spiritual power poured into his body continuously.

Too strong dark spiritual power, like a whirlpool, is full of destructive power.

Long Aoxue frowned, and quickly turned into a silver light, and entered the storage space, if she stayed here, she would also be affected.

Cold sweat appeared on An Yi's forehead.

This majestic power is indeed frightening.

In an instant, An Yi felt his skin swell and crack, and bloodstains emerged.

At the same time, the spiritual power in An Yi's body was constantly piling up.

The realm of Tiangang in the later period was actually a little loose, and he kept rushing towards the peak of Tiangang!

Thousands of shadow blade flying knives contain astonishing dark spiritual power.

But when it flowed into An Yi's body, it was like a drop in the bucket. After entering, it disappeared without a trace and was transformed by him.

"call!"

A puff of white air spewed from An Yi's mouth, and joy appeared in his eyes.

Breakthrough!

Tiangang Peak Realm!

Looking at the shadow blade flying knives all over the floor, An Yi sighed slightly.

It would be great if it was more on the whole, there is still a distance from the Nirvana state, and it is not easy to break through.

Looking at the flying knives all over the floor, the corners of An Yi's mouth curled up slightly.

Hidden weapons have always been a skill that An Yi pays special attention to.

Without him, Yinren is very cool!

Paired with a sap, it's almost invincible.

But he has always been short of useful hidden weapons. The steel needles and throwing knives in the storage space were all made in Blue Star.

It's okay to deal with opponents with low strength.

It's a little difficult to challenge a strong spirit person. Steel needles made of ordinary materials can't even break the opponent's body protection.

These thousands of shadow blades are definitely a timely help for him.

"Can your body take it?"

Long Aoxue didn't know when she would come out, she tilted her head and looked at An Yi.

Although devouring is very strong, she can see that this is not a long-term solution.

An Yi's body was not as optimistic as it appeared on the surface.

Forcibly devouring the dark spiritual power will cause damage to his body, which is difficult for an immortal body to heal.

"Don't worry, you won't die. If you want to take a shortcut, you will have to pay a price. There is no good thing in the world." An Yi said lightly.

After using the air control technique and putting away the shadow blade flying knives all over the floor, he looked at the shattered stone tablet.

This thing is a bit big...

Earlier, he was thinking about how to get the stele if Lao Tao gave him it.

Although his storage space has expanded a lot, it is unrealistic to fill it all up.

Long Aoxue looked dumbfounded, and thought for a long time: "Now that the stele is broken, you can only take part of it."

Hearing this, An Yi instantly realized, feeling a little ashamed.

I'm so used to it, I didn't even think about it.

But... this is a sensory stone!

Long Aoxue seemed to have guessed An Yi's thoughts, and quickly shook her head: "Dimension transfer consumes a lot of energy!"

"Two fifth-level spiritual cores!"

"I need to sleep for days!"

"Three fifth-level spiritual cores!"

"How about I try..."

The next morning.

The training ground is full of people.

The students and instructors were secretly shocked when they saw a pile of stone tablet fragments like a hill.

"After my unremitting efforts last night, I finally got the stele back... a part of it."

An Yi looked at the crowd and said loudly.

The stele has been broken, this is a foregone conclusion, no one can change it.

However, the stele had fallen into the ground, so it was already certain that An Yi had been wiped clean.

All the instructors applauded excitedly.

"Mr. An Ning is worthy of being my role model."

"Taking the college as his own responsibility, focusing on everything, the spirit of An Ning's tutor is eloquent."

"I think that An Ning's ability, talent, and sense of responsibility are enough to become the next dean!"

"I agree!"

"I agree too!"

Looking at the mentors who were flattering, An Yi waved his hands and said slowly: "The dean hasn't stepped down yet, let's talk about this later."

"What step down?"

At this time, at the door of the training ground, Lao Tao walked in with his hands behind his back and asked.

"Dean!"

No matter the students or the instructors, they all saluted Lao Tao with a respectful expression.

After all, this old man is the nominal leader of the college.

"Ahem, Lao Tao, I'll find the stele for you."

An Yi said with a smile.

On the contrary, Lao Tao looked at him with a heavy expression, "Where is the suppressed thing inside?"

He knew that the things inside were not simple and would kill people.

"What is it?"

An Yi had a blank expression on his face, and when he saw Lao Tao's dark face, he suddenly realized: "Oh, you said those little toys are here with me..."

"Forget it, you keep it, it's not easy for you to subdue those things."

Lao Tao didn't seem to want to ask more questions, so he said calmly.

On the contrary, An Yi showed some curiosity: "Old Tao, what are those little toys?"

"stuff?"

Old Tao gave him a blank look: "These are all weapons left over from the battle of the gods, and they might kill someone."

"God battle..."

An Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It's really not that simple."

Chapter 689 Showdown Identity

"Shen Zhan, to put it bluntly, is that 5000 years ago, foreign gods trespassed on the ancient continent and drove away the ancient local gods."

"In the end, the local gods were defeated, slaughtered and surrendered, and let the gang of foreign beasts occupy the Nine Heavens."

"Oh, by the way, those local gods are not a good thing either. They belong to the same breed, occupying the Nine Heavens, and causing the entire continent to suffer..."

"Don't look at it, eat it first, the meat is cold."

Dongxuan College, Medical Hall.

An Yi greeted Ye Tian to eat hot pot.

The steaming hot pot, the red oil is tumbling, and the breath is rippling.

Spicy and delicious, with a strong taste impact, it is rare for many ancient mainlanders to experience it.

Ye Tian dipped the meat into the sesame sauce dish with chopsticks, and ate it: "You bastard, you can't stop talking until you die, if it spreads, you will be directly burned by the gods."

An Yi curled her lips: "Shenling Sect... Heh, it's just a bunch of dogs, I don't even pay attention to their masters."

Ye Tian on the side smiled helplessly.

But he knew that what this guy said was the truth!

"Come on, have a drink first!"

An Yi delivered the bottled beer.