"Ziheng, up there!"

Zihan rain suddenly yelled. Ye Ziheng looked up and saw hundreds of pieces of sun falling towards their position.

Seeing this scene, ye Ziheng was silly, hundreds of pieces! It's impossible to cut the whole thing with sword spirit. It is even more impossible to avoid.

"I can only try that."

Ye Ziheng said and took back the golden thunder sword in his hand. Looking at the sun fragments flying, he thought that hundreds of long swords suddenly appeared behind him.

Seeing this scene, the purple Han rain on one side also couldn't help being stunned. It seemed that he had not seen this martial art.

"Kill."

A word came out of Ye Ziheng's mouth, and then those flying swords flew to the sun fragments as fast as possible.

In the dance of silver light, ye Ziheng saw that the fragments of the sun gradually turned into small pieces, not as huge as before.

However, those flying swords that ye Ziheng released before, because they could not bear the high temperature for a long time, all turned into pools of molten iron.

"Wait for me here."

Ye Ziheng turned his head and said to zihanyu. After that, without waiting for Zihan rain to react, he jumped directly and flew towards the sun fragments. The golden thunder sword in his hand appeared again.

When ye Ziheng was less than one meter away from the sun fragments, his figure moved with him.

"Instant chop!"

After the speech, ye Ziheng disappeared in an instant, and all that remained was the shadow of swords and swords.

A few seconds later, ye Ziheng's figure reappeared in the original place. His forehead was covered with sweat. One part was because he was tired, and the other part was steamed out by the sun fragments.

Hundreds of pieces of sun fragments, in a few seconds, were cut into countless pieces by Ye Ziheng, enough to see how fast ye Ziheng is.

However, when ye Ziheng was ready to have a good rest, he saw a piece of sun falling down at a very fast speed only a few meters away from him. Under that piece of sun debris, there were yellow headed eagle and purple Han rain.

Ye Ziheng saw this and did not dare to have half a minute's neglect. He flew past at the fastest speed, but the speed was still not enough. Ye Ziheng did not catch up with the sun fragment.

At the moment of the debris falling, the Yellow headed eagle flashed past at the fastest speed, so that Zihan rain could not be injured, but the sun fragment directly hit his wings.

The moment Huang touying was hit on his wing, his whole wing was on fire, his body was shaking, but he still insisted on flying at the fastest speed before.

Ye Ziheng fell on the back of the Yellow headed eagle and quickly drove his flame away, but by this time his whole wing was almost baked.

"Let's find a place to rest."

Ye Ziheng said to the Yellow headed eagle. But the Yellow headed eagle immediately shook his head.

"No, my mission is to send you to Dingdao."

Said Huang touying, his voice trembling.

Ye Ziheng doesn't know what to say. He knows that this loyal bird will not disappoint those who give him the task.

Finally, ye Ziheng had to take out the pills and prepare to wipe some pills for Huang touying to relieve the pain, but Huang touying stopped.

"Don't waste your pills. When I came out, I was ready to die."

But ye Ziheng still didn't listen to him and wiped the pill up.

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