Chapter 1508

"As you look, I'm not going to leave."

The man said, with a faint smile on his face, looking up and down at ye Ziheng.

Ye Ziheng did not speak, but drew out his golden thunder sword.

"My name is Beizhi. You are really qualified to be my opponent."

With that, as soon as he reached for the North Branch, a big tree beside him stretched out the branch towards his arm, and then bit by bit invaded his body. Soon, a wooden battle armor appeared on his body, with a wooden heavy sword in his hand.

It seems that the sword is too large. There is no blade. The blade on both sides is extremely flat, even the thickness of the ridge and blade is the same.

But even so, ye Ziheng did not dare to have the slightest intention. The heavy sword has no edge. It's skillful and doesn't work. It's the first move to win. Although the heavy sword has no blade, its power is not weak at all.

Then the North Branch raised his hand and shook his fist towards ye Ziheng. Then the trees in all directions began to stretch out the branches and vines and rushed towards ye Ziheng.

When ye Ziheng saw this, he quickly raised the golden thunder sword in his hand and cut off the sword Qi. The sword fell, not to mention the branches and vines. Even the surrounding trees were not spared.

At this time, the North Branch has rushed to ye Ziheng's face, and the heavy sword in his hand has been lifted into the air at some time, and is falling towards ye Ziheng.

Seeing that the heavy sword is about to hit ye Ziheng's body, but ye Ziheng has no fear at all. As soon as he raises his hand, a red flame suddenly emerges from his palm and rushes to the heavy sword.

Huoke wood, it's obvious that ye Ziheng wants to destroy the wooden heavy sword with a strong flame. But when Beizhi saw this scene, he had a strange smile on his face. Ye Ziheng saw it, and instantly understood what it was.

He looked at the heavy sword and found that although the heavy sword was burned by his own flame, the weight of the heavy sword was not much less, but he thought that the blessing of the flame looked more terrible.

At this time, the heavy sword has come to ye Ziheng's face. It is obviously impossible for ye Ziheng to avoid it. He has to lay his hands in front of him to block the attack.

"Bang!"

With a loud noise, ye Ziheng was directly shot out and fell heavily on the ground.

At this time, ye Ziheng can clearly feel the intense pain between his hands. He knows that his bones have been smashed to pieces.

But fortunately, the recovery ability of the strong people in Xianwu is very strong. In addition to the regeneration stone in ye Ziheng's body, ye Ziheng's arm is recovering completely in a short time. It's just the pain that will disappear in the future.

At this time, ye Ziheng saw an amazing scene. On the flaming wooden heavy sword, the flame was slowly swallowed by the long wooden sword. Then the wooden sword doubled in front of Ye Ziheng.

"Boy, I've been here for hundreds of years, and there are no fewer than tens of thousands of people who challenge me. People all over the world know that I'm practicing the wood skill. If I can't overcome my fear of fire, do you think I can stay here for so long?"

Ye Ziheng's face is a shade of gloom. The martial arts of fire attribute are white. I'm afraid it will be hard to fight in the next battle.