Chapter 1763

In the eyes of the eighth level heavenly Saint level dark race, Ye Li can never be his opponent.

He looked at Ye Li coldly, and resisted the supreme magic knife in his hand on his shoulder.

"Human, do you think you're going to be my opponent?"

"What do you think?"

Leaves from the face crown like jade's face appeared a light smile.

He thought that although he was only a gene warrior of level 7, it was not easy to kill a dark race of level 8 after the integration of the eschatological Legion?

"Ha ha ha ha ha!"

However, the dark race of the eighth heaven Saint level burst out laughing, as if they had heard the funniest joke in the world.

"What are you laughing at?"

Ye Li has some doubts. He really can't imagine why the eight level heavenly Saint level dark race can still laugh. Doesn't he know that he is going to die soon?

"Human beings, I naturally laugh that you are about to die!"

The eighth level heavenly Saint level dark race complacently says to Ye Li.

Ye Li smiles indifferently. He thinks that the words of the eight level heavenly Saint level dark race are really too funny.

"Do you really believe in your eyes?"

"What do you mean?"

The eighth level heavenly Saint level dark race was stunned, then looked at Ye Li coldly and said:

"shouldn't I believe my eyes?"

However, Ye Li shakes his head to what he didn't expect.

"Never trust your eyes, because your eyes sometimes deceive you."

What!!!

Hearing this, the eight level heavenly Saint level dark race was greatly shocked. He even wanted to break his head, but he didn't expect that Ye Li would say such a thing.

"Man, you can see that you are confident!"

The eighth level heavenly Saint level dark race spoke coldly.

Ye Li said with a smile, "you are just a dark race of the eighth level heaven Saint level. I don't think you can do without confidence."

As soon as this was said, the dark race of the eighth heaven Saint level could not help looking cold.

There was already a great deal of anger over his head.

"Human, you want to die!"

As the voice dropped, the eighth level heavenly Saint level dark race held up the supreme magic sword.

Suddenly, the knife fell!

I saw an incomparably terrible knife awn toward the leaf to fly over, the speed was fast to the point that can't be increased.

"Fusion: the last legion."

At the end of the day, the Legion chooses to leave the dark blade at the next level.

All of a sudden, leaves from the whole body up and down the breath became extremely terrible, the wind began to retrogress up.

Immediately, he also cut out a sword!

The supreme sword is flying out from the ancient Longyuan sword.

Boom!

Knife awn, sword awn heavy impact together.

What made the dark race of the eighth level heaven Saint level want to break their heads, but the blade awn driven by the supreme magic sword disappeared without a trace, and the remaining power of the sword still came to him.

This How is that possible?

In the eyes of the eighth level heavenly Saint level dark race, this is absolutely impossible.

But it is!

The eighth level heavenly Saint level dark race is the eighth level heavenly Saint level dark race after all.

He evaded the influence of the supreme sword.

"Human beings, are you so terrible?"

The eighth level heavenly Saint level dark race would never have thought that Ye Li had such terrible power.

"So," Ye Chen looked at the dark race of the eighth level heavenly saint, "is my strength shocking you?"