Chapter 1739

A sword light, as if weak to the extreme, rushed to kill the past.

"Ha ha, you dare to take out such a weak attack."

Feng Xiaotian takes a look and is completely relieved. Originally he thought Ye Chen would play some tricks. Who knows It's weak enough.

Kill Zong here, Duanmu Yanliu shows a strange look, the feeling that ye Chen came back at the beginning, gave him a kind of repression, is it flowery?

Now Duanmu Yan does not understand what the situation is!

Ye Chen smiles but does not speak, his body a silk immortal sword meaning burst out.

Immortal will, immortal spirit, immortal soul and immortal fighting spirit are all combined to create immortal spirit. However, immortal sword spirit is the sharpest attack in his hand!

When the sword light was only ten centimeters away from the wind, his whole face suddenly changed.

The sharp sword was so terrible that he wanted to resist it, but it was too late!

The sword light blows and kills on the body of the wind roaring sky!

Click!

The body of the wind howling sky, comes the crisp sound, the whole person spits out a mouthful of dark green blood, the figure flies out in an instant.

The scene at this moment, the moment quiet down, who did not expect that there would be such a strange scene.

Qi Lao and Duanmu Yan stare at each other and even rub them with their hands.

This sudden change is too fast!

Let them not react!

What's the matter with NIMA!

All of them are stupid. Can ye Chen's strength already be able to kill the three layers of heaven in the realm of nature?

Ye Chen's current strength, of course, can not crush the creation of the three layers of heaven, but the wind Xiaotian is too arrogant and injured.

If the wind Xiaotian attaches importance to it, this move at most makes him suffer a little injury.

Boom!

After a short silence, shazong's side suddenly roared wildly.

"The little Lord is mighty!"

"The little Lord is mighty!"

One after another deafening sound, as if to break the world.

Ye Chen's surprise to them is really great!

There is no one in the land of Lingwu.

Ye Chen's battle has been recorded in the history books for thousands of years!

"Ah, you beast, I will kill you completely!"

The wind roars the sky, the whole person flies back, a double eye eye eye is mixed with the towering anger.

The people of the blood soul clan are looking at him, although they can't say anything in front of him, who knows how to say him secretly.

Ye Chen completely made him lose face!

Qichen wanted to stop it. He wanted to stop it.

Now he wants to test his strength, to what extent.

In the face of fury and the wind howling sky, ye Chen does not have any look of fear on his face. He raises the blood demon sword in his hand, and rushes forward at the speed of lightning.

Ye Chen raised a sword without any fancy, chopping, chopping and stabbing, just like an apprentice who just used the sword.

No matter how simple the move is, it makes Feng Xiaotian headache. Every move of Ye Chen contains the implication of the great road.

It is inevitable that fengxiaotian is in a hurry. In the eyes of the disciples of shazong.

Ye Chen's current state is to crush the wind and roar the sky, instantly let their morale, reach a peak.

It's hard to say that morale is a real thing.

Seeing the momentum of shazong's side, old Qi waved his hand and let the people rush to kill him.

If we don't do it now, when will we wait?

"Kill!"

The disciples of shazong, like a ferocious hungry wolf, rushed to kill the past crazily.

In an instant, blood flowed into a river, and the war broke out at this moment.

Killing clan disciples, one by one, is not afraid of death, which makes the blood soul clan panic.

Of course, the blood soul clan is a strong seal. It also has its own emotions and six desires. It is also afraid of death. It is not a killing machine without feelings.

Old Qi doesn't make a move. He always pays attention to Ye Chen.

Fengxiaotian has been adjusted from the initial panic. After all, the state of creation is not worthy of being called xianzun if there is no means at all.

Wind Xiaotian holds a Gold Purple spirit stick in his hand, which is full of momentum and crazy beating.

Ye Chen is not surprised, he and the wind Xiaotian battle, but to verify their own strength.

Defeat the wind Xiaotian, ye Chen does not have this idea at all.

"Years kill the sword!"

Ye Chen murmured in his mouth, the law of time gushed out, the immortal sword meaning, straight into the sky.

Feng Xiaotian looked in his eyes and was frightened. He couldn't understand the meaning of Ye Chen's sword.

A sword seems to cut off the world's fragrance!

The sword light came suddenly, and the wind roared without any hesitation. He raised his arm and blocked it with the gold Ziling stick in his hand.In the moment of block, his figure continued to retreat.

Ye Chen finds the right time and shoots in front of the wind roaring sky and slaps it out!

At the moment of shooting out, Feng Xiaotian's reaction speed is extremely fast. He uses his other arm and a fist to blow him out.

Bang!

Burst out a dull sound, ye Chen a look at the opportunity has been lost, and wind Xiaotian distance.

The flesh body of the blood soul clan is very hard. Once in close combat, ye Chen can't get any benefits, and he may even put himself in danger.

When he retreated, a blood dragon's virtual shadow directly rushed out of his body and circled in the void.

Dragon extermination!

The blood dragon virtual shadow behind Ye Chen, in the blink of an eye, flies to the wind to roar the sky to kill and go.

At this moment, the wind whistling day did not care, waving the gold Ziling stick in his hand, and rushed madly.

Ye Chen brows lock, had to constantly open the distance.

At the moment when the blood dragon's virtual shadow wants to contact with the wind, the golden purple spirit stick swings out and explodes instantly.

Feng Xiaotian rushed out from the scope of the explosion, a pair of fierce eyes, staring at him.

Up to now, ye Chen hasn't been taken down yet. His old face is about to be lost.

If it is not their own injury and belittle the enemy, it will not be so embarrassed!

The speed of the wind roaring sky has reached an extreme. There is still a certain gap between Ye Chen's current speed and the state of creation.

I saw the wind roaring in the hands of the Gold Purple spirit stick, burst out the breath of terror, hammer to Ye Chen's head.

If this stick goes on, ye Chen will be seriously injured even if he does not die.

Ye Chen does not have any hesitation on the face, raises the arm, resists with the blood magic sword.

Bang!

With a heavy muffled sound, ye Chen's whole figure glided down in the air. Not only that, his arms trembled constantly, his veins burst out, and a trace of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

The Qi and blood in his body surged, and fortunately he became immortal. Otherwise, the blow was enough to make ye Chen seriously injured.

"Son of a bitch, you die for me!"

The wind roared, and the gold Ziling stick was constantly lifted up and then smashed down heavily.

his inner anger can be imagined. He could not get rid of the garbage of Hunyuan state for a long time. How would others evaluate him in the future?

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