The Age of Cards: The Hundred Ghosts Night Walk is Drawn at the Start

Under the shocking gazes of the four of them, the middle-aged man slowly raised his hand. In the palm of his hand, there was a cloud of black mist suspended above him. The attraction was generated, and these black mists actually burrowed into his palms one after another.

Then, under the control of the middle-aged man, these black mists formed a huge sphere, and inside this sphere, there were black flames burning, and these flames were burning from the inside of the sphere. emitted from within. "Two hundred thirty-three"

Seeing this scene, a smug smile appeared on the face of the middle-aged man, and he murmured: "Hmph, Ye Ze, I see how long you can last."

"Boy, I advise you to surrender quickly, otherwise, I will roast you alive and throw you into the fire, hehe..."

Seeing the black flame emanating from the ball, Ye Ze's expression changed slightly. He never imagined that the power of the hellfire in the middle-aged man's hands would be so powerful, and he never imagined it. , The power of hellfire is so terrifying, it seems that he must solve this middle-aged man as soon as possible.

Looking at the huge black fireball in his hand, Ye Ze frowned slightly, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and an idea suddenly popped into his mind, since his fist could not shatter the flame, Then try it with his sword and see if the sword spirit of this precious sword can deny the attack power of the flame. If the sword spirit can defeat the attack power of the flame, then he may be able to kill the middle-aged man. At that time, he doesn't need to do it himself, and he won't have such a strong enemy in his hands.

Thinking of this, Ye Ze suddenly threw the Qinghong sword out of his hand. The Qinghong sword flew very fast, and in the blink of an eye, it rushed in front of the middle-aged man, Ye Ze's face Suddenly there was a sneer.

"This sword is yours." Ye Ze said lightly.

The reason why Ye Ze threw this treasured sword out was because this treasured sword was his own, and after using it, it was still his own, and he didn't want his treasure to fall into the hands of a foreigner, so, Ye Ze Ze would make such a move.

Seeing Ye Ze throwing the sword out, the people around were stunned. They didn't expect Ye Ze to make such a choice. They didn't understand why Ye Ze threw the sword out. , He is looking for his own death, this is an artifact and the lifeblood of Ye Ze.

"Hahaha! What a pity, your luck is not very good!" Hearing Ye Ze's words, the middle-aged man burst into laughter, his face was full of sarcasm, he felt that Ye Ze must be afraid The power of his hellfire, so he chose to throw the sword in his hand. In this way, he only needs to collect the sword, then he will no longer have any scruples here. You can do whatever you want, and abuse Ye Ze how you want.

"Hmph, isn't it?" Ye Ze snorted coldly and shouted: "Then let's wait and see. 35

"Hehe, fine, wait a while and see if you can be so arrogant." Seeing Ye Ze's unyielding look, the middle-aged man's face was filled with a contemptuous smile. In his opinion, Ye Ze Now it's fish on the chopping board, and he's left to slaughter it.

Ye Ze took the Qinghong Sword in his hand, he glanced at the Qinghong Sword in Ye Ze's hand, and said with a smile: "Ye Ze, your luck doesn't seem to be very good, you even have a good weapon. No, these 5.9 swords seem to be pretty good, but if you want to beat me with this sword, it's still a long way off!"

After Ye Ze finished speaking, he raised the sword in his hand high, and then slammed it towards the sword. With the movement in his hand, a strong wind blade moved towards Ye Ze's Slashing the top of the sword, the wind blade looks like a sharp blade, with a whistling sound, it strikes the sword, and a strong destructive aura rolls towards Ye Ze. Come.