Chapter 933 Endure the power of the master of the black butterfly!
Ye Cheng showed a ferocious expression, and each of his divine killing punches fell towards Zhao Zhiheng like giant mountains.
He knew that this was his best chance to defeat Zhao Zhiheng, and it might even be his only chance!
This great elder of the Zhao family is more powerful and more difficult to deal with than Chen Wugou, the master of the Heavenly Medicine Hall!
Boom boom boom boom!
The sound of the sonic boom was deafening, and the layers of space were completely exploded.
Zhao Zhiheng, who was targeted by Ye Cheng, could no longer evade, but Zhao Zhiheng did not panic at all. Instead, he raised the corners of his mouth and sneered: "Ye Cheng, is this all your trump card? It's a pity that your attack... can
You can’t beat me to death! I’m not a waste like Chen Wugou or Cui Wei!”
After saying that, Zhao Zhiheng's energy was rolling around his body, layers of strong winds were dancing, and defensive barriers were erected one after another.
Click! Click!
Under Ye Cheng's offensive, these defenses quickly collapsed, but soon, new barriers were erected, keeping Zhao Zhiheng and Ye Cheng at a safe distance. Neither Ye Cheng's fists nor the red flame sword could really harm him.
To Zhao Zhiheng.
"What a strong offensive, but Zhao Zhiheng's defense is equally terrifying! It seems that Zhao Zhiheng has worked hard to deal with Ye Cheng!"
"If the stalemate continues, Yecheng will still be at a disadvantage!"
"If Ye Cheng's attack cannot be carried out in one go, it will not be sustainable after all!"
"As expected, Ye Cheng's power began to decline!"
With a bang, Ye Cheng's fist could no longer break Zhao Zhiheng's defensive barrier, and the Red Flame Sword was also pushed outside the barrier.
Zhao Zhiheng glanced at Ye Cheng jokingly and said indifferently: "Little beast, you should pay for the lives of the Zhao family's dead people! After you die, your bitch parents will also die! When the time comes, I will kill them with my own hands.
Kill them! Oh, and your daughter, guess how I will torture her! I will make her regret coming to this world!"
Zhao Zhiheng let out a arrogant laugh, his face full of hostility. His hatred for Ye Cheng was unforgettable!
"You don't have... this chance!"
Ye Cheng roared angrily and launched another attack.
It's a pity that it's getting weaker each time!
After taking a breath, Zhao Zhiheng removed all his defenses, swung out a palm, accurately grabbed Ye Cheng's wrist, lifted it above his head, and slammed it to the ground.
There was a bang, smoke and dust flew everywhere, Ye Cheng's body was covered with wounds, and blood continued to flow from his body, making it look extremely terrifying.
The next moment, Zhao Zhiheng stepped down to crush Ye Cheng's head!
At the moment of life and death, Ye Cheng formed seals with his hands and moved himself out, narrowly avoiding this fatal blow.
"Ahem..."
Ye Cheng used the Red Flame Sword as a support and reluctantly stood up. His vision was dizzy, his physical strength reached the extreme, and the terrifying backlash was about to drown him like a flood.
Ye Cheng's eyelids trembled, sensing the threat of death.
Scenes of pictures began to flash in Ye Cheng's mind. These pictures included his own father, his own mother, and more importantly, his wife and daughter...
He still has so many bonds...how could he die here!
"Little beast, today I will cut you into pieces with a thousand knives!" Zhao Zhiheng raised his hand, held a long knife, and immediately slashed at Ye Cheng's arm!
This knife cuts iron as fast as clay and as fast as lightning!
"Be careful!" Liu Qingmei and others said urgently. They wanted to rescue Ye Cheng but were always blocked.
The sword flashed and fell, and a two centimeter crack appeared on the ground.
However, Ye Cheng managed to avoid it dangerously.
"You are quite tenacious! But how long can you hide? You little beast, you are destined to die in my hands!" Zhao Zhiheng let out a horrifying laugh, holding a long knife, and kept attacking.
The vertical and horizontal sword energy tore the space into pieces.
Every time the sword was struck, there would be more wounds on Ye Cheng's body.
Ye Cheng used his blood pupils to deconstruct Zhao Zhiheng's attack, but his avoidance speed was getting slower and slower, and he might die at any time.
"It's over..." Li Wuwei, the master of the Taoist Palace, looked at the battle and made a judgment.
"Ye Cheng is indeed a man who can be made, but it is a pity that he has exhausted himself too much. Even if he can leave alive today, his internal organs will have been severely damaged, and it will be impossible to continue practicing martial arts!" Wu Qingyun, the leader of the Immortality Sect, said.
"Zhao Zhiheng should not be underestimated. The Zhao family still has some background..." Tianqing, the leader of Jiuding Pavilion, said with a smile.
"It's a pity... I thought another person in power appeared in the world! I thought I finally had an opponent..." Chen Youdi, the Lord of Kunlun, shook his head with regret, thinking about the relationship between himself and the person in power.
Fighting, with a dangerous light flashing in his eyes.
laugh!
Another sword strike almost cut Ye Cheng in half.
Ye Cheng gritted his teeth, his consciousness gradually becoming blurry.
"Kneel down and beg for mercy, I'll give you some dignity!" Zhao Zhiheng's voice was cold, but he did not hesitate in taking action. He knew Ye Cheng very well and could not leave any escape route for the other party.
"Begging for mercy? You are really wishful thinking! Do you think you will win?" Ye Cheng took a deep breath, circulated the energy in his body, and placed the black crystal given to him by the master of the black butterfly in the center of his heart.
"Isn't it?" Zhao Zhiheng waved his palm down.
bang,
Ye Cheng was forced to take a few steps back, but the wounds on his body did not continue to expand, and the blood that continued to spill out stopped.
"Um?"
Zhao Zhiheng paused and stared at the aura that suddenly appeared around Ye Cheng. His pupils shrank sharply: "The aura of the Black Butterfly Master! You little beast, you are indeed in cahoots with the Black Butterfly Master!"
Black air billowed, and the devouring aura began to surround Ye Cheng.
At this moment, Ye Cheng is like a devil.
Seeing this scene, everyone outside the Great Wall Pass was shocked again.
"The evidence is conclusive! Ye Cheng is indeed colluding with the master of Black Butterfly! Ye Cheng deserves to die!"
"The master of Black Butterfly took away the three magic medicines. The Black Butterfly Organization is a terrorist organization that wants to destroy the world. Ye Cheng colluded with it and deserves death! How can such a person attend the world's grand event!"
"You can't say that. Ye Cheng just has the aura of the black butterfly master on his body. Has Ye Cheng done any bad things?"
"Hmph! Everyone related to the master of Black Butterfly should die! Otherwise the world will be destroyed in the hands of these people sooner or later!"
at the same time,
The Lord of Kunlun, Chen Youdi, the Lord of the Taoist Palace, Li Wuwei, and others also narrowed their eyes. They all recalled the fight with the Black Butterfly Master, and their expressions became gloomy. At this moment, they also had murderous intentions towards Ye Cheng.
Ye Cheng didn't care about everyone's reaction, he just felt that his whole body was burning with black flames, and a strong force exploded in his body!
"ah!!!"
Ye Cheng let out a roar like a ferocious beast, clenched his fingers tightly, and punched Zhao Zhiheng with a fist as if venting his anger!
This power is so strong that even Yecheng cannot bear it!
This punch was like a boiling volcano, causing Zhao Zhiheng's expression to change drastically and he immediately stepped back!
boom!
Zhao Zhiheng had a burning sensation in his abdomen and felt severe pain.
"Old guy, bear the overwhelming fury of my revenge!" Ye Cheng was surrounded by billowing black energy, turning into a gust of wind and killing Zhao Zhiheng.