Chapter 98

"Boy, it seems you are still too young."

Chen Zizi said with a sneer, with a chill in his voice.

But ye Ziheng didn't pay any attention to him at all, so he directly tried to kick Yin leg towards his crotch.

However, Chen Zihe is also a person who has been in the martial arts circle for several years. When he saw ye Ziheng pulling his leg, he knew what he was going to do.

Then, he saw Chen Ziyi suddenly lift his right foot, and with a faster speed than ye Ziheng, he suddenly kicked ye Ziheng's leg bone.

Ye Ziheng only felt a sharp pain in his lower leg. Even though he tried to hide his pain, the slight change on his face still fell into Chen Zihe's eyes.

"You are too young!"

Chen Zizi said, kicking ye Ziheng in the stomach and turning it over.

Ye Ziheng turned a circle on the ground and fell down. The severe pain from his abdomen made him unable to hide the expression on his face. The pain covered his cheek.

Seeing this scene, Chen Ziyi's face showed a sneer of sarcasm.

In his opinion, ye Ziheng without magic weapon is just a piece of meat on the throne, which can only be slaughtered by others without any room for backhand.

"Boy, to be honest, actually I like you very much. I have just been practicing for two or three months, but I have such a strong willpower. Some monks who have been practicing for one or two years may not have your strong willpower of killing people without blinking an eye."

He said, with a sneer on his face.

Chen Zizi feels that he has won and won completely. Even if ye Ziheng is fighting back, he can easily beat him.

Ye Ziheng without magic weapon is like a bird without wings in his eyes. He can't fly very high.

So he began to enjoy the victory of the battle in advance, but he would not even think that it was his arrogant character that killed him.

At the same time of Chen Ziyi's complacency, ye Ziheng has collected the fragments of two bone picking knives and held them in his hands.

Although the bone picking knife has been broken, it is still a magic weapon, but its power has not been weakened. It is still an easy thing to pierce the head of a warrior at the beginning of the second level.

But ye Ziheng did not act rashly. He was still lying on the ground, holding the two pieces in his hand, holding his stomach, showing a look of agony.

Chen Zizi made a speech to himself for a while, and finally turned to see ye Ziheng, with a sneer on his face.

"Now let me take you on the road."

With that, he turned around and walked towards the desert eagle that ye Ziheng had kicked before.

When ye Ziheng saw this scene, he knew that this opportunity could not be missed. He suddenly turned over and threw the two pieces of bone picking knife in his hand towards Chen Zihe.

Two pieces, one big and one small, stabbed Chen Ziyi's neck and shin, while the smaller one stabbed him in the back of his heart, and then took off.

However, it may be that the fragments are too small or too fast. At the moment when the two fragments penetrate Chen Ziyi's body, he didn't have any immediate reaction. Instead, he waited for a second or two, and Chen Ziyi seemed to react suddenly. He raised his left hand to cover his neck and shin.

But it's too late. Ye Ziheng has seen the blood overflowing from Chen Ziyou's palm. It seems that he won in the end.