Chapter 734

The white clay man kept waving his long sword. Every move was extremely fast. The first attack just fell, and the next followed.

Although ye Ziheng also has some research on the sword technique, he has to keep defending under such a fierce attack, one sword after another to block the attack of the white clay figurine.

But ye Ziheng's speed is still a little bit worse. When the white clay man attacks the ten swords, he can defend the eight swords at most. Later, the white clay man even speeds up the speed of his sword, so that he can only block three of the ten swords at most and stab the rest on his body.

This time, the white clay figurine didn't use the sword Qi to cut like before, and there was no feeling on his body. This attack of the white clay figurine seems to have become a practical attack. Every time ye Ziheng is chopped or stabbed, there will be a sense of pain.

And the pain is not the ordinary pain. He will not leave any scars on your body. Every time he hits you, it's like someone takes a red hot pin and suddenly stabs the tip of the needle into your skin. It's overwhelming.

In just ten minutes, ye Ziheng has been tortured without a trace of strength. The speed of sword fighting is obviously off the shelf. From the strongest one just now, you can get three gears of ten swords to four gears, and now you can get two gears to one gear at most.

It seems that the white clay figurine also found that ye Ziheng was not strong enough, so he took a few steps to quit again. When he changed his hand, a pill appeared in his hand, and then he threw it towards ye Ziheng.

Ye Ziheng looked at the thrown thing, hesitated for a moment, but finally took him down.

Ye Ziheng opens his hand and when he sees the pill, he can't help but stare.

This is actually a six grade elixir for recovery of physical strength.

Without much thought, ye Ziheng took the pill and took it directly, then sat on the ground and rested.

Ye Ziheng thought that the white clay figurine was tired from his cultivation, so he gave himself a pill to rest.

But what ye Ziheng didn't think was that he just put the pill into his mouth, and even didn't have time to chew it. The white clay figure suddenly put his hand to ye Ziheng again, and raised his long sword to kill ye Ziheng.

Ye Ziheng, who is still sitting on the ground, suddenly reacts and gets up to stop the white clay man's attack.

However, ye Ziheng gave the white clay figurine a chance to take advantage of the reason that he didn't react at once. In just two or three seconds, he was stabbed by the white clay figurine for twenty or thirty swords.

Ye Ziheng once again entered his own defense time. This time, compared with before, his defense efficiency has been greatly improved, the speed has been faster, and the block has become more accurate, but the success rate is still only about three tenths. Among the ten swords played by the white clay man, only three swords can be blocked, at most four swords can be blocked. Sometimes, he accidentally makes a mistake, maybe only You can hold two swords.

But ye Ziheng knows that his speed has increased. Although it is not very much, it may only increase by one tenth of a million, but he knows that he has improved.

The sword collided with the sword and made a sound of "being a good one". It was as if the blacksmith was hammering that piece of iron with a hammer in his hand. Ye Ziheng felt like that piece of iron, and the white clay man was the blacksmith. He was hammering himself to make himself stronger and to make himself into steel. However, the speed of hammering seemed to be frightening.