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The white clay figurine kept waving his sword. Every move was extremely fast. The first hit just fell, and the next one followed.

Although ye Ziheng has some research on the sword technique, he has to keep on defending under such a fierce attack. One sword after another blocks the attack of white clay figurine.

However, ye Ziheng's speed is still a little worse after all. When the white clay figurine attacks ten swords, he can at most defend the eight swords. Later, the white clay figurine even speeds up the speed of the sword, so that he can only block three of the ten swords at most, and all the rest are stabbed on his body.

This time, the white clay figurine didn't feel the same as when he was chopping with sword Qi. This time, the attack of the white clay figurine seems to have become a practical attack. Every time he cuts or pricks on ye Ziheng, he will feel a sense of pain.

And the pain is not the ordinary pain, he will not leave any scar on your body, every time you hit the body, it is like someone with a burning big needle, suddenly stabbed the tip of the needle into your skin, which makes people unable to stop.

After ten minutes of fighting, ye Ziheng had been tortured to the point where he did not have a trace of strength. The speed of the sword competition was obviously off the shelf. From the strongest one just now, which can reach three to four, it has now changed from two to one.

It seems that the white clay figurine also found that ye Ziheng had some physical deficiency, so he withdrew again and took a few steps. As soon as he changed hands, a pill appeared in his hand, and then he threw the pill toward ye Ziheng.

Ye Ziheng looked at the thing that was thrown over, hesitated for a moment, but finally took him down.

You ye Ziheng opens his hand and sees that pill, he can't help but be stunned.

It turned out to be a six grade Huiyuan pill, specially used to restore physical strength.

Without much thought, ye Ziheng took the pill and ate it directly, and then sat down on the ground to have a rest.

Ye Ziheng thought that the white clay figurine was tired from his practice, so he gave himself a pill to have a good rest.

But what ye Ziheng never thought of was that he had just put the pill into his mouth and had not even had time to chew it. Suddenly, the white clay figurine suddenly put his hand to ye Ziheng again, lifting his sword in his hand and killing ye Ziheng.

Ye Ziheng, who is still sitting on the ground, suddenly reacts and quickly gets up to block the attack of the white clay figurine.

However, ye Ziheng gave the white clay figurine an opportunity to take advantage of the reason that he failed to respond. In just two or three seconds, he was stabbed by the white clay figurine for 20 or 30 swords.

Ye Ziheng once again entered his own defense time. This time, compared with before, his defense efficiency has been greatly improved, the speed is faster, and the block has become more accurate. However, the success rate is still only about three tenths. Out of the ten swords played by the white clay figurine, only three swords can be blocked, and at most four swords can be blocked. Sometimes, he makes a mistake It can hold two swords.

But ye Ziheng knows that his speed has improved, although not a lot, maybe only one in ten thousand, but he knows he has improved.

The swords collided with each other, making a sound of "Dangdang". It was like a blacksmith with a hammer in his hand. Ye Ziheng felt like that iron, and the white clay man was a blacksmith. He was tempering himself to make himself stronger and to make himself steel. But it was the blacksmith who beat iron at such a speed that it seemed frightening.