Frontal break!

Hezhe's strongest move when he was in his worst condition was easily broken by the young enemy in front of him with the momentum of a needle against a wheat awn.

When the tearing pain in his arms turned into real blood, countless blood stains were densely spread all over, and the blood flowed like a river, Hezhe's face changed horribly.

His arms were already in a semi-disabled state and could not support him in performing his final ultimate killing move, the ninth form of the thunder knife - Qing Ming under Nine Heavens Thunder and Lightning!

It's not that the more powerful moves must be saved for the last time, but Qing Ming under Nine Heavens Thunder and Lightning is actually a move that completely controls the power of heaven and earth and is of a conceptual nature.

Hezhe did not have Xiang Yutian's ability to control heaven and earth and mobilize the vitality of heaven and earth at will. If he really used this move, he might not be able to withstand the vast power of heaven and earth first. It was himself, and in the end he was afraid that they would both die together.

No one would use a killing move that could lead to death from the very beginning, let alone face a master who is weaker than themselves.

But when the situation took a turn for the worse, in his current physical state, even if he wanted to use it, he was not qualified.

Unless I get another weapon.

At this moment, Hezhe's eyes turned and subconsciously fell on a knife not far away.

That was the crazy knife that was inserted on the edge of the battlefield before the war started.

The sword of his great apprentice Eli.

Although it is far inferior to the thunder knife, it is still a weapon made by famous craftsmen and refined over time.

If he gets this knife, he can still reverse the situation!

Get the crazy knife!

As soon as the thought came to his mind, Hezhe swooped over.

Even if he has to fight against the purple thunder sword again, he won't hesitate!

In a flash of lightning, his fingers almost touched the handle of the Crazy Knife.

But at this moment, Huang Shang raised the corners of his mouth slightly and laughed.

This familiar smile made Hezhe's heart immediately sink.

Since the opponent had even figured out his plans, why would he leave this knife beside the battlefield to give him a chance to turn defeat into victory?

This is a trap!

So, just before touching the handle of the knife, Hezhe's hand retracted like an electric shock.

"Haha, you guessed it right, this crazy sword has indeed been manipulated!"

"But I hope you don't even dare to take it!"

"Because that means that Kuang Lei Hezhe is scared!"

Huang Shang's voice, which was so fast that it sounded like flowing clouds and running water, rang in his ears and became the final blow, hitting He Zhe's heart hard.

What is real is virtual, what is virtual is real!

The mad knife was not held by He Zhe, which was more in line with his expectations, in order to break his mood and disintegrate his martial will.

Even if it's just for a moment.

Because it only takes a moment.

With Huang Shang's explosive power, at this moment, his man and sword disappeared.

There was a flash of purple light.

Under the eyes of all the Turks, and all the Northern Qi generals watching with ecstasy and disbelief, the Purple Thunder Sword penetrated Hezhe's back like a white rainbow piercing the sun, and then stabbed out from his chest.
Chapter completed!