If Zhou Zhihua and Zhang Zhu join forces, Ning Chen will still be a little unsure, but what if Zhou Zhihua is alone, even if he is a fourth-grade high-ranking person?
kill!
Ning Chen struck, his long sword was like a rainbow, his sword light was as thin as the morning glow, but it contained terrifying power, and he attacked Zhou Zhihua.
"Ning Chen, you are looking for death." Zhou Zhihua roared angrily and struck out with his sword. The sword light destroyed him and collided with the sword light.
boom!
There was an explosion, air waves rolled up, and the ground was full of potholes.
The fragments of the sword light fell on Ning Chen's body, but they only pierced the flesh and gave Ning Chen only flesh wounds.
This is due to Ning Chen's powerful physique, the ultimate third-grade physical strength, and after bathing in the blood of the water dragon, he becomes even more powerful and has amazing defense.
At the same time, Ning Chen wore a C-grade alloy breastplate to protect his vital parts.
As for the injuries to his internal organs, he didn't need to worry about it. Zhou Zhihua was unlucky and picked the wrong time. Not long after Ning Chen killed the water dragon, the energy from the Bronze Immortal Palace was still stored in his body, which could help him recover at any time.
"I can restore full health at any time, but you can't, so I still don't believe that I can't kill you." Ning Chen thought to himself, and immediately killed him again.
This is his confidence.
In terms of strength alone, Ning Chen is actually not enough to crush Zhou Zhihua, but Ning Chen still has the huge energy of the Bronze Immortal Palace in his body, and he can definitely fight a war of attrition with Zhou Zhihua.
Even if it is consumed, it can consume Zhou Zhihua to death.
...
With the fierce fighting, the two men suffered more and more injuries.
"What's going on with this bastard? Why is he still so fierce?" Zhou Zhihua was confused.
After fighting for so long, he consumed a lot of physical energy and energy.
It stands to reason that Ning Chen's cultivation level is not as good as his own, and his aura is not as strong as his own, so he should be unable to sustain himself faster than himself.
However, what puzzled him was that Ning Chen could still maintain his tyrannical output even though he could hardly hold on anymore.
This is strange and inconsistent with common sense.
"boom!"
The two of them collided head-on again, and a terrifying force exploded, sending the two of them flying.
Zhou Zhihua's throat felt sweet and a mouthful of blood welled up. He held it back tightly and did not spit it out. His chest was in severe pain and his internal organs were severely damaged.
"No, we can't go on like this."
After fighting for so long and still not being able to capture Ning Chen, Zhou Zhihua panicked a little.
Originally, he thought that he could kill Ning Chen even without Zhang Zhu's help, but he might have to pay a high price.
But...at this moment, he no longer had confidence, felt unsure, and was afraid that if he continued, he would lose and be killed by Ning Chen.
"We can only give up today and leave first." Zhou Zhihua made up his mind. Although running away made him feel ashamed, his reason still defeated his shame.
The next moment, Zhou Zhihua stepped back and turned to leave.
Ning Chen sneered, and a sword flew out, stabbing Zhou Zhihua in the back of the heart. At the same time, Ning Chen jumped up, came to the front, and stopped Zhou Zhihua.
"Want to leave?" Ning Chen looked at him, "I told you, you won't be able to leave until you die today."
"Ning Chen, don't force me." Zhou Zhihua gritted his teeth and said fiercely.
Looking at Zhou Zhihua's sullen look, Ning Chen smiled: "What's wrong with you? Are you going to blow yourself up? Come on, blow yourself up and show me. Mad, it's not like I've never seen a fourth-grade warrior blow up himself, so I'm afraid
Can’t you?”
Zhou Zhihua cursed in his heart, thinking that Ning Chen was talking nonsense, how could I self-destruct, is it easy to cultivate to the fourth level?
Only a fool would blow himself up.
He didn't know that there really was a fool who blew himself up while holding Ning Chen, and almost took Ning Chen with him to be buried with him.
For Ning Chen, that memory was not a good one, but he had already experienced it once and he was really not afraid of doing it again.
"Go to hell." Zhou Zhihua roared angrily, slashing at Ning Chen with a long sword like a rainbow.
Ning Chen sneered, mobilizing the energy of the Bronze Immortal Palace, his injuries quickly recovered, and his physical strength also recovered. At the same time, he activated the dragon beads, displayed "One Sword Breaks All Laws", and stabbed Zhou Zhihua with one sword.
This sword is extremely powerful.
Now, Zhou Zhihua had consumed too much and was already at a disadvantage. He was unable to block Ning Chen's violent blow, and his lower abdomen was pierced by the sword light.
"Ah..." Zhou Zhihua screamed.
If Zhou Zhihua had escaped earlier, Ning Chen might not be able to keep him. After all, Zhou Zhihua is a fourth-grade high-level martial artist.
But by this time, it was too late for him to escape.
This sword seriously injured Zhou Zhihua. His body staggered and was stained with blood. He leaned against a big tree and felt the energy and vitality in his body draining away rapidly, and his heart sank to the bottom.
"You...why are you still so strong?" Zhou Zhihua asked with difficulty, he was really confused.
"Are you curious?" Ning Chen smiled and said, "I'll tell you after you die." Before he could finish his words, Ning Chen came to kill him again.
Zhou Zhihua was blown away.
Although he resisted with all his strength, he was seriously injured and exhausted at the moment. He was no match for Ning Chen. He hit a huge boulder weighing 10,000 kilograms, and with a "crack" sound, several ribs were broken.
At this moment, Zhou Zhihua felt the breath of death, and he felt desperate. He even thought about blowing himself up and dragging Ning Chen to die with him.
But, he didn't dare.
He has been called a genius since he was a child, and has been hailed as a genius. Even when he arrived at the Capital Martial Arts Academy, he was still a man of great influence, and his future prospects were limitless.
He was full of longing and hoped that he would become a supreme master in the future, even reach the third level of cultivation, and the earth would shake three times when he stamped his feet.
How beautiful is that?
If you want him to blow himself up and give up these beautiful longings, he really can't do it. He doesn't want to die, he wants to live.
"puff."
Zhou Zhihua vomited blood and was breathless.
Seeing Ning Chen walking step by step, his aura still strong, his heart was full of unwillingness and confusion, but he had to put away his pride and hatred, and begged for mercy: "Ning Chen, I was wrong, I shouldn't do this to you
, I was really wrong. Please, please let me go. As long as you let me go, I can promise anything. How about I also call you godfather?"
He suddenly thought of Chen Zhao, licked his face and shouted: "Godfather, it's my son's fault, please spare your son this time."
Damn it!
Ning Chen was a little dumbfounded. He really didn't expect the arrogant Zhou Zhihua to be so willing to risk his life. He was really shameless in order to survive.
"Tsk, tsk, just because of your shameless attitude... I will kill you today." Ning Chen thought to himself.
This kind of person is insidious, cunning, and afraid of death. He has no conscience or conscience. If we really let him go, he will suffer backlash in the future.
"Godfather, I..."
Zhou Zhihua was still begging for mercy, but his words stopped abruptly.
A flash of sword light flashed, and in Zhou Zhihua's stunned eyes, his body stiffened, and a bloodstain appeared on his neck, which then spread.
puff......
Blood spurts.
A head rolled to the ground. Zhou Zhihua's eyes widened. He didn't expect that he would die like this.