915: C915 Kill Lee Chang an

C915 Kill Lee Chang an

Lee Chang'an slowly walked to Ye Ziheng's side. He looked at Ye Ziheng, who was lying on the ground and breathing weakly. A faint smile emerged on his face as he stepped on Ye Ziheng's head with one foot.

"Weren't you very arrogant just now? Why aren't you moving now?"

Lee Chang'an said with a crazy smile on his face.

On the other hand, Zhou Muran quietly took out the Longsword.

"Kill him, then return to report earlier."

Lee Chang'an smiled and shook his head when he saw this.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Since he is going to die sooner or later, why not play with him for a while?"

After saying that, Lee Chang'an took out his Longsword and stabbed it towards Ye Ziheng's palm without saying anything.

"Puchi ~"

The Longsword pierced into Ye Ziheng's palm. Ye Ziheng's body couldn't help but tremble, but he quickly calmed down, as if nothing had happened.

When Lee Chang'an saw this scene, he revealed a smile on his face.

"You broke one of my arms before, and now I have broken all four of your limbs. What do you think?"

After saying that, he pulled out the Longsword from Ye Ziheng's palm and aimed the tip of the sword at Ye Ziheng's shoulder.

"It might hurt a little from now on. You have to hold on. If you die before I break all four of your limbs, then it would be meaningless."

After saying that, he lifted the Longsword and was about to stab it.

However, at that moment, Ye Ziheng's body suddenly turned. Lee Chang'an stepped on Ye Ziheng's foot and slipped. His entire body lost its balance. As for Ye Ziheng, he suddenly jumped up, and a dagger appeared in his hand. He suddenly hooked it towards Lee Chang'an's Neck.

"Puchi ~"

Blood spurted out like a fountain, but Ye Ziheng did not stop attacking. Just cutting his throat could not kill a Rank-9 martial artist.

Hence, Ye Ziheng held the dagger in his hand for a hundred years. He stabbed at Lee Chang'an's heart again and again. He had stabbed more than 20 times in a row. Then he threw the dagger to the ground and one of his hands went into Lee Chang'an's heart. He grabbed ___'s heart and pulled it hard. He pulled ___'s heart out of his chest and clenched it with his fingers. He crushed his heart.

Lee Chang'an slowly died just like that. His eyes widened as he stared at Ye Ziheng, as if he didn't believe that he would be killed by Ye Ziheng just like that.

"Host killed a Rank-9 martial artist. Do you want to steal his Divine Clone?"

Ye Ziheng was stunned when he heard this. He could still take away his Divine Clone? However, since the System had said so, it must be possible. Ye Ziheng did not think too much and nodded.

"Snatch it."

"Snatch the opponent's Divine Clone. Limit Divine Clone completion rate + 33%, physical strength + 3.3 billion, Psychokinesis + 330,000."

"Host, through Divine Clone, has learned the Supreme Martial Technique 'Wind Facing Slash'."

"Host obtains Magical Treasure: Circle Mirror, World Stone."

Looking at these numbers, Ye Ziheng was dumbfounded. Did killing a Rank-9 martial artist give so many rewards?! Why did his physical fitness and Psychokinesis increase so much all of a sudden? Was there a bug in the System?

Ye Ziheng hurriedly opened the Property Panel.

Host: Ye Ziheng

Vitality: 44 (100 million) (Middle-stage Rank-9)

Psychokinesis: 530,000 1 million (Superior)2

Three-cycle Yin-Yang Body Technique: Cold Yin Body Small Completion

Limit Divine Clone: 34%"

When Ye Ziheng saw the number on the Property Panels change, he couldn't hide the smile on his face. Then, he slowly turned his head and looked at Zhou Muran, who was still staring blankly at him.

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