"Kill." He waved his sword again, one sword was unparalleled, and one sword spanned the sky, trying to annihilate a divine calamity.

It's a pity that his sword didn't hurt the divine catastrophe in the slightest.

Shen Jie didn't say a word, just indifferent and ruthless, slapped it with a palm and crushed nothingness.

Ye Chenhuo retracted his sword, turned around and ran.

But he, still unable to stop the immortal light of silence, was pressed into the earth by a divine robbery with one palm.

Poof!

Blood splattered, shocking, then

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