Eight Hundred and Sixty-Four: The Will of Zhulong Explodes

Ye Cheng's wounds could not heal, and blood continued to flow, which made his situation worse. The people on the opposite side obviously did not give him any chance to breathe or make a comeback.

There were flashes of swords and shadows in the woods. If anyone saw this scene, they would feel like they were filming a movie.

No, even filming a movie cannot achieve such a fast offensive and defensive rhythm.

Even post-production is far from achieving this effect.

Every move between the swords is a sure-kill move. There are not so many bells and whistles at all. Every blow can kill the opponent.

Not long after, Ye Cheng was kicked by someone and hit a tree. He felt a sharp pain in his chest and the wound on his ribs was pulled even wider. Ye Cheng's whole body began to tremble in pain.

Whoosh whoosh!

Two knives on both sides struck quickly, not giving Ye Cheng any chance to breathe.

Ye Cheng could only squat.

Two knives were pressed against his head, and several hairs were instantly cut off by the sharp knives.

The poplar tree, as thick as a bowl, was cut into three sections in an instant.

The tree trunk fell to the ground, splashing mud and water.

The other person didn't give Ye Cheng any chance at all and attacked fiercely again.

Ye Cheng had no choice but to raise his knife to block, but the huge force knocked him back a few steps. His body became unsteady and he sat directly in the muddy water.

Ye Cheng lamented in his heart, "Is blood really going to be spilled here today? What a descendant of the ancient Tongjing clan. If I don't die, I will destroy your clan!"

Ye Cheng is unwilling to give in, very unwilling!

"Fight, damn, fight!" Ye Cheng gritted his teeth, blood flowed out of his mouth, mixed with blood, looking a little miserable.

The three people did not give Ye Cheng any chance. They quickly separated the three sides and blocked all Ye Cheng's escape routes. Then they rushed over at the same time, hoping to give Ye Cheng a decisive blow.

Kill him while he's sick.

But not all villains like Luo Libasuo to give the enemy time.

Anyway, the remaining few people are not nagging at all, and they will never hurt others when they can kill people.

"In that case, let's fight!"

"Candle Dragon. Revive!!"

Ye Cheng let out his last roar, and suddenly, the remaining blood in his body seemed to be burning, and the originally faint candle dragon tattoo on his body instantly became clear.

The red scales seemed to be dripping with blood, emitting a strange light, and the candle dragon tattoo opened his eyes instantly.

The dark eyes were like the night falling, trying to kill everything in front of them.

A majestic power swept through his body instantly.

Ye Cheng felt that the lost strength was quickly recovering and becoming stronger.

His physical strength surged again, allowing Ye Cheng's abilities in all aspects to develop by leaps and bounds.

This is him forcing all the potential out of his body.

But the price is that once you are exhausted, you are waiting to be slaughtered by others.

It can be said that if he cannot kill those three people within this time, then he will definitely die today.

The three people seemed to feel something, and there was a hint of panic in their eyes, but the three people did not hesitate, and the three knives fell instantly.

At this moment, Ye Cheng's eyes were dark, and Zhulong's will instantly took over his original will.

"die!"

This word is deafening, like the mantra of a candle dragon, controlling the fate of these three people.

The next moment, Ye Cheng suddenly burst into flames.

Those three people only saw a flash of swords and shadows in front of them, as if there were countless knives passing in front of their eyes, so gorgeous!

The sword light swung out like a dazzling starry sky, so fast it was dazzling.

The three of them didn't know what happened to Ye Cheng, why he suddenly became so powerful. This was a bit beyond their expectations, and everyone's expression changed drastically.

They hurriedly used the knives in their hands to resist, but Ye Cheng's knife was so fast, as if it suddenly went ten times faster, making it impossible for them to keep up with their original rhythm.

In just a moment, several bloody wounds appeared on the three people. Even though their knives were very fast, in comparison at this moment, they were like adults playing with children, completely incomparable.

The three people looked horrified and hurriedly retreated, but this time it was Ye Cheng who took up the position, and the situation was instantly reversed.

It has to be said that Zhulong's body in charge of Ye Cheng is really too strong. This is still subject to the limitations of Ye Cheng's body. If it is separated from Ye Cheng's body, then there will be nothing in this world that is Zhulong's opponent.

The explosion of dozens of times of combat power directly stretched Ye Cheng's full potential. This was already the limit of what his body could exert. Ye Cheng changed from a fish on a sticky board to a knife.

The ancient black gold sword was so powerful that in Ye Cheng's hand, it seemed to have turned into countless swords and kept falling.

The three people kept blocking, fire shot out of the air, and the three knives broke in unison.

Although these three swords are all extraordinary, they are still far behind compared to the ancient black gold sword.

Now, Zhulong's will has completely taken over Ye Cheng's body. The sword has been stimulated, and the evil energy has fully exploded, unparalleled in strength.

The three people were stunned for a moment. They probably couldn't understand what happened to Ye Cheng suddenly and why he suddenly became so strong.

However, the three people looked at each other and seemed to have made up their minds quickly.

Immediately afterwards, the two people next to him suddenly rushed towards Ye Cheng, while the other person pulled away and left.

Obviously this is a way to save the handsome man by losing his car.

"die!"

A low sound that was not like a human being came out from Ye Cheng's throat. The two people barely resisted and were instantly hit in the vital parts by the black gold ancient sword.

Countless knives fell, and the two men were covered with wounds, and their bodies twitched and fell to the ground.

The raindrops hit their bodies and merged with the blood, forming bloody rivers on their bodies.

The world seemed silent, except for the sound of raindrops hitting the leaves.

Around Yecheng, the rain turned blood red.

Ye Cheng held the knife, like a Shura on a rainy night, looking for the whereabouts of the last person, but the person's body was agile, ran very fast, and had disappeared into the dark night.

Ye Cheng seemed to be the only one left in the entire forest.

At this moment, Ye Cheng's consciousness was dominated by Zhulong. He stood there in a daze, as if he didn't know what to do next.

Suddenly, Ye Cheng seemed to feel something and suddenly looked at the two bodies lying on the ground next to him.

The two corpses were beyond recognition, and their bodies were covered with knife wounds, at least dozens of them.

But their cold corpses trembled violently.

Roar……

A deep roar came from Ye Cheng's throat, like a tiger meeting a lion in the forest and declaring its territory.

However, the eyes of the three corpses lying on the ground changed.

Their originally black and dim eyes suddenly turned white, as if coated with a layer of white film, which looked a little scary.

Immediately afterwards, the three of them stood up straight.

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