Ye Ziheng holds the elegant sword in his hand and kills the past directly without saying a word. He launches "instant cutting" and cuts out nearly 20 cuts in one second towards Li Changan. Now, Li Changan has no strength to hide. Ye Ziheng's speed is too fast. In a short period of about five seconds, he has cut out more than 100 cuts before and after.

But even so, ye Ziheng still didn't stop. He still waved his long sword and chopped Li Chang'an fiercely with the speed of one second and twenty.

Although Chang'an Li has made great efforts to protect himself, he can't resist the attack as fast as ye Ziheng. In every second and twenty attacks, Chang'an Li can only block three or two at most.

At this time, Chang'an Lee's body was full of scars. The green robe he had worn had become a pile of rags, with wounds all over his body.

The wounds were not very deep and were not serious. Some of them even cut his skin and didn't even shed blood.

But sometimes, it's the small wounds that seem to be nothing serious that are the most painful.

Now, Chang'an Lee only felt a burning pain in his wound, as if someone had sprinkled a layer of pepper on the wound. But when he looked down, the wounds were not deep, just some skin injuries, and even the blood didn't flow out, but the pain was painful, and the whole body was miserable. He wished he could tear all the wounds open.

In fact, ye Ziheng deliberately used his sword technique to cause great damage to Li Chang'an if he used all his strength. But ye Ziheng didn't do it because he knew that it was impossible to kill Li Chang'an with the help of "instant cutting". What ye Ziheng wanted was an opportunity to kill him directly.

Although the wounds cut by Ye Ziheng on Li Changan didn't seem to cause any great harm, the sharp and unbearable tingling he brought was the best helper for ye Ziheng. It can interfere with Chang'an's ability to move.

"Hum ~"

at this time, ye Ziheng only felt his mind was shaking, and there was a wave in his mind. The place where the wave came from was the direction of Zhou Mulan.

It seems that those flying swords have all been subdued by Zhou Mulan, because ye Ziheng has lost the control and relationship with those magic weapons.

Ye Ziheng knows that his time is running out. Zhou Mulan may be on his way to come. Maybe in a few seconds, he will appear behind ye Ziheng. Then he rushes over, pushes ye Ziheng away, or gives ye Ziheng a sword to push ye Ziheng back. Ye Ziheng's chance to kill Li Chang'an is gone.

After thinking for a long time, ye Ziheng seems to have decided something at last. Once he clenched his teeth, no matter what else, he would fight hard, even if he knew that the struggle might not succeed, he would try.

Ye Ziheng held the elegant sword in both hands, raised it high, and then abruptly split it towards Li Chang'an's head.

Seeing this scene, Chang'an Li's face suddenly turned pale with fright. Obviously, he didn't expect that ye Ziheng would suddenly attack him.

At the moment of Ye Ziheng's beheading, Zhou Mulan also appeared not far behind ye Ziheng. When he saw what ye Ziheng was doing, his face turned white. He wanted to rush to help, but it was too late. Maybe he had just started, and ye Ziheng's sword had fallen.

Everything seems to have been settled.