Chapter 672

Ye Ziheng holds two magic weapons and goes to Liu Jiang. Liu Jiang is not afraid of it. When he mentions his long sword, he fights with ye Ziheng. Ye Ziheng has a strong strength, but Liu Jiang is not weak. He is the top of the five products, and he is the same level as ye Ziheng. He also has some accomplishments in martial arts. Although he has lost some strength, he can still insist on it.

"Cut the mountain!"

With a roar, Liu Jiang raised the long knife, held it in both hands, and demanded ye Ziheng's head be cut off. Ye Ziheng was not afraid at all. He clenched the thunder in his right hand and blocked it above him.

"When!"

With a clear and crisp sound, Liu Jiang's long knife is severely split on ye Ziheng's Long Qi. Then, a plume of blue electric current suddenly blows up and climbs up along Liu Jiang's long knife. Then he hears the sound of "Z ~". Liu Jiang's whole body is numb for a while, and his body can't help shaking.

Although the thunder emitted by this thundering Qi is not very strong, it is OK to let a friar of wupinjing lose control for two or three seconds.

For ordinary people, two or three seconds may not do anything at all, but for ye Ziheng, two or three seconds is enough to do many things.

Then he saw ye Ziheng clench the long sword of his left hand and stab Liu Jiang's left leg directly while his body was paralyzed. Liu Jiang's face suddenly showed the expression of eating pain, but it was far from over. Then he took the thunder from his right hand and stabbed him in the chest.

"Pooh" ~

with a spatter of blood, long Qiang directly runs through Liu Jiang's chest, and blood begins to flow down his body.

Ye Ziheng pulls out the long sword inserted in Liu Jiang's leg, and is about to finish him. But Liu Jiang suddenly drops his long sword and shouts.

"Wait a minute!"

Ye zihengdun stopped, and his sword hovered in the air.

Seeing that ye Ziheng is not going on, Liu Jiang breathes a sigh of relief and then looks at ye Ziheng with a smile.

"What you promised me just now, is that still a figure?"

Liu Jiang said this, and ye Ziheng immediately remembered that before the battle with Liu Jiang, Liu Jiang had told him that if he lost, he would let ye Ziheng end him with the strongest move, because he wanted to see how strong ye Ziheng was, and wanted to die with dignity.

Ye Ziheng stood and thought for a while, then nodded.

Then ye Ziheng stood up, took out the thunder that ran through Liu Jiang's chest, and took it back into the storage ring together with the long sword.

Ye Ziheng retreated five or six steps behind him, and opened the distance between himself and Liu Jiang, facing Liu Jiang.

"Come on, let me see how strong you are."

Liu said, with a quiet smile on his face, it seems that he is really ready for death.

Ye Ziheng saw that he was not grinding chirp. He waved his hand directly. In a moment, dozens of three grade swords flew out of his storage ring and spread around him.

"Kill!"

At one command, countless flying swords would kill Liu Jiang. The speed was as fast as silver lightning. In a flash, they reached Liu Jiang.