Chapter 1524

After taking out the long sword, ye Ziheng waved again, and a wisp of red breath flew out of him, and then formed a bloody long sword. Soon, hundreds of bloody long swords appeared behind ye Ziheng.

Ye Ziheng turns his head and looks at Tianming. At the moment of eye contact, both of them seem to realize something. The bloody swords of Tianming and ye Ziheng break out at this moment.

But this outbreak is not so wonderful, not so gorgeous fighting, not so fancy moves, some, just the simplest move, the one that must be killed.

And the victory and defeat only exist in a moment.

When the blood colored sword stabbed the fate of the separation, when the fate of the distracted people mentioned that the blood colored sword that the sword split leaves Ziheng, just happened in that moment.

And when you are a moment later, ye Ziheng's blood color long sword all collapses, and the destiny's separate body all becomes nothing.

"Pooh"

"Pooh"

they spit out a mouthful of blood from their mouths, but they immediately wipe the blood from their mouths and kill each other.

"When! Dangdang! "

The swords of the two men kept colliding. They fought equally. They couldn't give up. They couldn't see who was stronger or who was weaker.

Maybe both of them understand that if they keep fighting like this, they will never win.

So at this moment, both of them decided to launch their most powerful offensive.

Their swords collided with each other with great strength. At this moment, they were not only involved in the competition, but also their magic weapon.

Then there was "bang!" As soon as the sword of destiny broke, it seemed to be the result of predestination, because ye Ziheng's elegant sword was indeed much better than the sword of destiny.

At the moment when the sword was smashed, ye Ziheng quickly seized the opportunity to lift up the sword. It was another plan to chop. The blood gushed out in front of destiny's chest.

Then ye Ziheng raised his hand, and the immortal fire of the Phoenix ignited on ye Ziheng's palm. Ye Ziheng slapped the destiny's chest with a heavy hand, and the destiny directly gushed out with a mouthful of blood, and the whole person flew out towards the back.

At this time, ye Ziheng once again picked up the elegant sword in his hand, pointed him at the heart of Tianming's chest with the gesture of bidding gun, and hurled it out mercilessly.

In the middle of the sky, destiny saw this scene and saw the elegant sword getting closer and closer to his heart.

He had the chance to stop the attack, but finally he chose to give up, let the sword straight into his chest, into his heart, and then he slowly landed, and began to feel the feeling of heart breaking.

It was a painful feeling, but there was a smile on his face, a smile from his heart.

Ye Ziheng slowly came to his side, he walked past, stepped on the body of Tianming, pulled out the long sword, ready to cut off his head, vent all his anger, but Tianming suddenly turned to see ye Ziheng.

"I'm sorry."

Tianming suddenly says to ye Ziheng, and ye Ziheng is stunned. He doesn't know why Tianming apologizes suddenly. Is it because he wants to live? But the expression of destiny tells ye Ziheng, not so.