Chapter 1287 Fighting

"It's very simple. For me, he is redundant and a nuisance."

After finishing speaking, Ye Ziheng smiled slightly and looked at Lu Zheng.

Lu Zheng looked at Ye Ziheng and was silent for a long time, but finally nodded with a light smile.

"Although I don't know if it's true or not, I have to say that these forces are indeed troublesome sometimes."

Having said this, Lu Zheng sighed and looked at Ye Ziheng.

"So, are you going to solve me yourself now?"

Ye Ziheng shook his head.

"I'll take care of you myself, but not now."

After finishing speaking, Ye Ziheng raised his head and winked at the three-eyed giant, and the three-eyed giant slowly moved his feet away from Lu Zheng's back.

"Why?"

Looking at all this, Lu Zheng couldn't help but asked with a puzzled look on his face, Ye Ziheng could obviously kill him, all he had to do was take out the long sword and stab it into his head.

"I'll take care of you with my own hands."

Ye Ziheng said again, with some determination in his words.

But this time, Lu Zheng seemed to understand something, and turned to look at the three-eyed giant behind him.

"Then how long do you think it will take you to solve me yourself?"

Ye Ziheng smiled and shrugged.

"I don't know, maybe one or two years, or maybe two or three years longer."

"A little longer than two or three years?"

Lu Zheng asked, with a puzzled expression on his face.

His current cultivation level is the third level of the Immortal Martial Realm. Even if Ye Ziheng is against the sky, he can leapfrog the enemy, but if he wants to defeat himself, how can I say that the lowest cultivation level must break through the first level of the Immortal Martial Realm? Ye Ziheng's current cultivation is only at the seventh level of the True Martial Realm.

But Lu Zheng still didn't say anything, just nodded with a smile.

"Well, two or three years, I will wait for that day, but I don't know if I can wait for that day."

"Will do."

Ye Ziheng said, with a hint of affirmation in his tone.

Seeing this, Lu Zheng didn't say anything, turned around and left.

And Ye Ziheng then turned his head, and now only he, the three-eyed giant, Ye Ning'er and others were left.

"Now we're the only ones left, and it's time for us to settle the accounts."

Saying that, Ye Ziheng waved his hand, and two long swords appeared in his hands.

And the leading man on Ye Ning'er's side stood up.

"Ye Ziheng, is there no possibility of negotiation?"

Ye Ziheng smiled lightly and shook his head.

"No, you have no choice but to be killed by me. Of course, if you want to commit suicide, and it's something I can't stop, then you can do whatever you want."

After speaking, Ye Ziheng smiled again.

But the leader frowned, and continued.

"Then you mean we have to fight?"

"Yes, and I'm not an unreasonable person. If you beat me, I will let you go, and I promise that I will never trouble you again. Of course, the premise is that you will not bother me in the future." .”

The leader nodded.

"In that case, well, I understand."

Then, the leading man took out the long knife in the storage ring, and several people beside him took out their weapons one after another.

They looked at Ye Ziheng with a trace of fear in their eyes, but Ye Ziheng could tell that the source of that fear was not him, but the three-eyed giant behind him.

(to be continued)