C911 It Seemed like It Was Almost Time
C911 It Seemed like It Was Almost Time
This' Million Sword Kill 'was the most widely circulated Supreme Martial Technique in the world. Zhou Muran had tried to cultivate it before, but because he felt that it wasn't suitable for him, he didn't cultivate it in the end.
Although he didn't cultivate it, he had at least cultivated it for a period of time. He knew a lot about this Million Sword Slaughter, and he also knew that he needed to control dozens of Fifth Grade Flying Sword. He had been chasing a person for such a long time. It was a very difficult thing to do.
Million Sword Kill emphasized 'speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness'. The shorter the time it took to strike the target, the stronger the attacking power would be, and the slower the reaction speed of the enemy would be.
Ye Ziheng had used the Million Sword Slaughter before, and now all the Flying Sword had flown in front of him. It took about two seconds for Zhou Muran to react before he immediately fled. If Ye Ziheng's Ten Thousand Sword Slaughter was a little faster... It was possible that the moment the fifth grade Flying Sword appeared, in the next second... * Hong Long...... *
With a speed of two seconds and doing all of this, Zhou Muran felt that Ye Ziheng was already very strong. But what he didn't expect was... Originally, no matter how strong Ye Ziheng was... At most, this was the only thing he could do. But after that, something unexpected happened once again. Those Flying Sword actually flew towards him at a speed that was not inferior to an ordinary Rank-9 martial artist's. Moreover, it flew for more than five minutes! Even now, there was no sign of slowing down at all. Ye Ziheng's Psychokinesis... Just how huge was it?!
Zhou Muran had been thinking about this question. Unknowingly, another small issue had passed. Just as Zhou Muran was curious about how long Ye Ziheng could control the Flying Sword to chase after him, a familiar voice suddenly sounded.
"Zhou Muran! Are you and the others dead?!"
That voice was Lee Chang'an's voice, mixed with the sound of swords and sabers.
When Zhou Muran heard this voice, he was clearly stunned for a moment, as if he didn't know what Lee Chang'an was calling him for, but after looking at the Flying Sword behind him, he seemed to suddenly understand something.
The reason why Ye Ziheng let these Flying Swords chase after him was to lure him away. After that, Lee Chang'an, whose cultivation base was about the same as his, stood at the side without Zhou Muran's help. With Lee Chang'an's strength, he could only fight Ye Ziheng 50-50. As for Ye Ziheng, he still had those powerful Magical Treasure and trump cards that he hadn't shown yet. Lee Chang'an's defeat was certain.
Thinking of this, Zhou Muran immediately wanted to rush over and help Lee Chang'an. He wanted to deal with Ye Ziheng together. Otherwise, if Lee Chang'an died, he would have to rely on his own strength. He couldn't guarantee that he could get rid of Ye Ziheng. It would be good enough if he didn't get killed by Ye Ziheng.
When Zhou Muran thought of this, he wanted to turn around and face back. However, when he turned around, he saw the Flying Sword flying towards him from behind.
"Looks like I won't be able to dodge it."
Zhou Muran said as if he had made up his mind. He clenched the Longsword in his hand tightly, and without saying a word, he charged towards the incoming Longsword.
At this moment, Ye Ziheng, who was fighting with Lee Chang'an, suddenly felt a jolt in his heart. He could feel that a few of the Flying Swords that he was controlling had been forcefully struck down.
It seemed like there wasn't much time left.