Zhou Maohua also felt that Han Jianmu was too long-winded. This kid had already stopped and was not taking any action. What was he waiting for?
"Brother Jianmu, the night is long and dreams are many, so hurry up and do it."
Zhou Maohua endured the pain and attacked Tu Yufan directly, but was blocked by a metal wall.
Then, Ye Cheng's figure appeared in his field of vision.
Zhou Maohua was furious: "Why is it you again!"
How come this guy always comes at the right time?
Ye Cheng was also very annoyed. Ever since he accepted this disciple, there was always unrest. There was always someone who wanted to kill him, and every time they asked him to come over. His retreat seemed like a child's play, and a dignified ninth-level master had become a runner.
"You are so shameless, two ninth-level players against one middle-level player."
"Didn't you notice that this kid has reached a high level?"
Ye Cheng's pupils shrank instantly, and he stared at Tu Yufan, and was suddenly awakened from his sleep.
"you--"
Tu Yufan transmitted the message: "Master, chase that bald guy away first, then we will intercept the old man from the Zhou family."
When Ye Cheng heard the word "bald", his eyes were dazed for a moment before he realized that the bald man he was talking about was Han Jianmu.
He turned his head to glance at the top of Han Jianmu's head, which was shining with oil. Han Jianmu saw what Ye Cheng was looking at, touched his head, and found that his wig had disintegrated during the chase just now.
"asshole!"
Bang! Han Jianmu, who had been leisurely and carefree, suddenly went crazy and attacked Ye Cheng crazily.
Tu Yufan: “….”
It seems that you should stop staring at others, it's very impolite.
Zhou Maohua took the opportunity to attack Tu Yufan, but as usual, he couldn't catch up with him. Tu Yufan seemed to often flash behind Zhou Maohua to attack. After a while, he didn't catch him and Zhou Maohua was already exhausted.
Han Jianmu was no match for Ye Cheng's swordsmanship and gradually fell into disadvantage. He thought there was no need to fight desperately, so he fought a few times and then ran away.
When Zhou Maohua was thinking about escaping, the two men blocked him from the front and the back.
Seeing this, Zhou Maohua knew that today was not a good day, so he took out a medicine bottle, thinking about dying together.
Tu Yufan teleported directly over and punched him, knocking out the pill before he could swallow it. Ye Cheng stabbed Zhou Maohua several times from behind, leaving two cross-shaped cuts on Zhou Maohua's back. There was also dense knife energy raging on the cuts, and the wounds slowly lengthened, turning him into a bloody man in a short time.
In severe pain, Zhou Maohua wanted to tear the space apart to escape, but he found that the space seemed to be frozen. A red sword light attacked his chest, drawing a dazzling and blinding light.
Ye Cheng looked at the bone sword in Tu Yufan's hand, puzzled. Why did this thing look so much like the high-level weapon in his collection? After thinking for a moment, he saw that Zhou Maohua was about to escape again, so he quickly put this thing behind his mind.
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