Ye Zihao hit a big tree with one punch, and leaves fell from his eyes.
Even at this moment, he was holding Po Yue tightly and waving it in the air at an astonishing speed.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
"Whoosh whoosh!"
…
Roads of cold light appeared like lightning, waving wantonly in the air.
"oh?"
After Hell Shura saw this, he couldn't help but frown. He never thought that Ye Zihao could have such powerful sword skills.
At this moment, there was a flash of cold light, and the fallen leaves were cut in half.
In a moment, all the fallen leaves were cut in half and scattered all over the ground.
At this time, Ye Zihao raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said rather playfully: "Hell Shura!! Do you see? Not only can you play with knives, but I can too."
"Not bad! Not bad!"
"But don't forget, you used a dagger and I used a long knife. I can already suppress you with just the weapons."
Hell Shura is full of confidence and seems to be quite satisfied with his sword skills.
"The long sword can indeed suppress the short sword, but the short sword also has its advantages, that is... flexibility."
Ye Zihao narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly.
"presumptuous!"
"No one has ever been able to defeat me with a short sword, and the same can be said for you."
Hell Shura reprimanded him seriously and cursed.
"There is a first time for everything. Maybe this time, I can defeat you with a short sword." The corner of Ye Zihao's mouth raised strangely and he said something quite meaningful.
"Maybe, in other people, miracles will happen, but in me... there are no miracles."
Hell Shura roared angrily, and then his eyes suddenly changed, as if he had discovered prey. The next second, he rushed up quickly.
As soon as he came up, he slashed directly with two swords with both hands.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
Two blades of sword energy blew over like a whirlwind, striking directly at Ye Zihao's side.
Ye Zihao's expression was serious and his expression did not change. Then he held the dagger and swung it left and right to block it.
"Bang...bang!"
With two crisp metal collisions, he used Po Yue to forcefully break the sword energy slashed by Hell Shura.
"Oh? It seems that you are quite capable, but what happens next? Dual-sword style... ghostly howl!"
After saying that, Hell Shura's eyes suddenly widened, and his eyeballs were bloodshot, looking very fierce.
The next second, his hands were waving as fast as lightning.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Roads of cold light, accompanying his slashing, quickly approached and headed towards Ye Zihao.
"Speed? I like it."
A cold light flashed in Ye Zihao's eyes, and the next second he took action faster than Shura from Hell.
"Bang! Bang!"
"Clang!"
Sparks were seen flashing in the air, and in the flash of lightning, no one knew who was responsible.
At this time, Ye Zihao's offensive seemed to be messy, but he hit almost the same place every time.
Perhaps, Hell Shura's swords are very sharp and strong, but if he cuts them again and again, even the sharpest swords will crack.
What's more, Ye Zihao's Po Yue itself is a sharp weapon that can cut through iron as much as mud.
However, Hell Shura did not seem to be aware of Ye Zihao's intentions.
He was shocked by Ye Zihao's terrifying speed.
Because he couldn't believe that Ye Zihao was faster than himself.
"Yi Zihao!"
"I didn't expect you to be able to block my ghost howl. You were the first person to block it, and you were the first person to block it with a short knife. You are very powerful."
Hell Shura's expression was solemn, and he had to restrain his previous easy mentality.
"Oh? Is this a compliment? If it is... haha, I don't need you to praise me, because this itself is my... strength."
Ye Zihao snorted coldly, and then suddenly increased his speed.
Not only that, he also increased his strength!
Every time he slashed, he was slashing towards the cracks on the blade of Hell Shura.
Now that I have increased my strength, the cracks have slowly begun to get bigger.
It's just that Hell Shura didn't know it because he felt that his double swords were unique weapons in the world.
Only his double swords can cut off other people's weapons, but other people's weapons cannot cut off his own double swords.
"Yi Zihao!!"
"It's useless for you to use so much strength! There's no way your rotten knife can cut off my swords."
Hell Shura had an extremely arrogant attitude and said with a disdainful expression on his face.
"Yeah?"
At this moment, Ye Zihao secretly exercised his energy and recited something silently in his mind... The fifth level of energy.
At this moment, he concentrated all his strength on his Po Yue.
And the next second, he suddenly swung at the cracks in Hell Shura's double swords.
Fivefold strength!
It turned into a ray of cold light, and with the help of Poyue's blade, he slashed hard at the crack.
"Crack!"
At this time, the katana in Hell Shura's left hand broke into two halves.
At that moment, Hell Shura exclaimed in surprise, as if he couldn't believe what he saw before his eyes.
"Nani?"
"How... how is this possible? My... my knife... broke... broke?"
At this moment, Hell Shura was extremely shocked. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, how could he have dared to believe such an incredible scene.
"Hell Asura!! Your sword...is rubbish!"
Ye Zihao made a provocative sentence at the right time.
What you need to know is that Hell Shura's samurai sword was broken, and he had long been unhappy. Now Ye Zihao is deliberately saying this, which is obviously adding fuel to the fire.
"Baga!!"
"You dare to say that my knife is garbage?"
"In that case, then you try my knife."
…
After saying that, Hell Shura roared angrily, gripped the remaining samurai sword tightly, gritted his teeth, and swung the sword suddenly towards Ye Zihao's body.
"Actually, this knife...is easier to break!"
Ye Zihao said something very meaningful and said lightly.
"Nani? What do you mean?"
Suddenly, Hell Shura exclaimed in surprise and couldn't help but become vigilant.
"You'll know after you try it!!" Ye Zihao said jokingly.
"Just try it, am I afraid of you? Go to hell... Ye Zihao!"
Hell Shura roared angrily, increased his strength, and slashed at Ye Zihao faster.
"哐!!"
A sly look flashed across Ye Zihao's eyes, and then he stared at the crack and slashed hard.
"Crack!"
When his Moon-Breaking Blade hit the crack, Hell Shura's double swords actually broke.
Seeing this scene, Hell Shura exclaimed in surprise. The shock in his heart was even more frightening and terrifying than before.
"Nani...?"
"Even...even this knife...is...broken? This...how is this possible? How is this possible?"
Hell Shura's expression was horrified, as if he couldn't believe his eyes.