A total of five flying knives!
Each flying knife was incredibly sharp, and in the blink of an eye, they were coming towards Fang Yi, clearly intending to kill him.
Seeing the knives about to pierce him, Fang Yi suddenly took off his outer garment, seized it with his right hand, and swung it hard in front of him.
Wham, wham, wham!
All the flying knives were tangled up by Fang Yi's outer garment and fell to the ground.
Clap... clap...
Applause sounded.
A lean man in a suit walked out slowly, clapping as he spoke in Xuan Cang language: "You truly are Abandoned Dragon. Impressive. Even this couldn't kill you — it's certainly challenging."
People of Cangyun!
Fang Yi: "Who are you?"
The man in the suit smiled, "Better not to say. I've heard rumors — once Abandoned Dragon is set on someone, it's a fight to the death. If I tell you my name, I'm just digging my own grave. I'm not that foolish."
Fang Yi said, "Let me go, and I won't kill you."
