"Boy, it seems that you are still too young."

Chen Zizi said with a sneer, with a chill in her voice.

However, ye Ziheng did not pay any attention to him at all, and directly kicked his leg toward his crotch.

However, Chen Zi Zi was also a man who had been in the martial arts circle for several years. When he saw ye Ziheng pull out his legs, he knew what he was going to do.

Then, he saw Chen Zizi suddenly lift his right foot, with a faster speed than ye Ziheng, and suddenly kicked ye Ziheng's leg bone.

Ye Ziheng only felt a stabbing pain in his lower leg. Even though he tried his best to cover up his pain, the slight change in his face fell into Chen Zizi's eyes.

"You are too young!"

Chen Zizi said, suddenly kicked ye Ziheng's stomach, and directly kicked ye Ziheng out.

Ye Ziheng fell down in a circle on the ground. The severe pain from his abdomen made him unable to hide the expression on his face, and the pain overflowed his face.

Seeing this scene, Chen Zizi's face showed a sneer of irony.

In his opinion, ye Ziheng, without the help of magic weapon, is just a piece of meat on the table, which can only be slaughtered by others, and there is no room for backhand.

"Boy, to tell you the truth, I still like you very much. I have just practiced for two or three months, but I have such a strong perseverance. Some monks who have practiced for one or two years may not have the strong willpower to kill people without blinking an eye like you."

As he said that, he had a sneer on his face.

Chen Zizi felt that he had won and won completely. Even if ye Ziheng was fighting back, he could easily defeat him.

Without the help of magic weapon, ye Ziheng is like a bird without wings, which can't fly much.

So he began to enjoy the victory of the battle in advance, but he might not have thought that it was his arrogant personality that caused him to lose his life.

While Chen Zizi is complacent, ye Ziheng has collected the fragments of the two bone cutters and held them in his hand.

Although the bone cleaver has been broken, it is still a magic weapon. However, its power has not been weakened. It is still easy to pierce the head of a warrior in the first stage of the second grade.

But ye Ziheng didn't move lightly. He was still lying on the ground, holding two pieces of fragments in his hand and holding his own stomach, showing a look of agony.

Chen Zi was there talking to himself for a while, and finally turned to look at ye Ziheng with a sneer on his face.

"Now let me see you on the road."

With that, he turned around and walked toward the desert eagle that ye Ziheng kicked away.

Ye Ziheng saw this scene and knew that this opportunity could not be missed. He turned over suddenly and threw all the pieces of bone cutting knife in his hand towards Chen Zizi.

Two fragments, one large and one small, pierced Chen Zizi's neck and shin, the larger one stabbed Chen Zizi's back, and then took off.

However, it may be that the fragments were too small or too fast. At the moment when the two fragments penetrated Chen Zizi's body, he did not immediately produce any reaction, but waited for a second or two. Chen Zizi seemed to react to something suddenly and raised his left hand to cover his neck and shin.

But it's too late. Ye Ziheng has seen the blood overflowing from Chen Zizi's palm. It seems that he won in the end.

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