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"Haha, dare to use such a weak attack."

Feng Xiaotian glanced at him, completely relieved, originally he thought Ye Chen would play tricks, who knows... really weak enough.

On the side of Killing Sect, Duan Muyan showed a weird look. The feeling that Ye Chen came back at the time gave him a kind of depression. Could it be a fancy?

Now Duan Muyan can\'t figure out what\'s going on!

Ye Chen smiled without saying a word, a trace of immortal sword intent burst out of his body.

The immortal will, the immortal spirit, the immortal soul, and the immortal battle intent are all combined to create an immortal divine body, but the immortal sword intent is the sharpest attack in his hand!

When Jianguang was only ten centimeters away from Feng Xiaotian, his entire face suddenly changed drastically.

This sharp sword light was terrifying, he wanted to resist, but it was too late!

Jianguang bombarded Feng Xiaotian\'s body!

Click!

Feng Xiaotian\'s body heard a crisp sound, and the whole person spit out a mouthful of dark green blood, and the figure flew out instantly.

At this moment, the scene quieted down instantly, no one thought that such a strange scene would appear.

Qi Lao and Duan Muyan opened their eyes and even rubbed them with their hands.

This sudden change is so fast!

Let them not react!

What is the situation with this Nima!

Everyone was dumbfounded. Could Ye Chen\'s strength have been able to kill the third-tier heavenly powerhouses of the Creation Realm?

Ye Chen\'s current strength, of course, could not crush the third layer of the good fortune realm, but Feng Xiaotian was too arrogant and injured.

If Feng Xiaotian pays attention to it, this trick will at most make him suffer a little injury.

boom!

After a short silence, the killer side suddenly roared frantically.

"Young Master mighty!"

"Young Master mighty!"

There were deafening noises, as if to break this world.

The surprise Ye Chen brought to them was too great!

The Hunyuan realm had a trick to hit the good fortune realm Xianzun, never before in Lingwu Continent.

Ye Chen\'s battle has been enough to be recorded in the annals of history and spread for thousands of years!

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

Feng Xiaotian flew back, his eyes filled with anger.

The people of the Blood Soul Race looked at them, although they wouldn\'t say anything in front of him, secretly, who knew what to say about him.

Ye Chen completely lost his face!

The furious Feng Xiaotian exuded a terrifying aura, Old Qi originally wanted to make a move, and directly asked Ye Chen to stop it.

He now wants to verify his strength and what point he has reached.

Facing the violent rage coming from Feng Xiaotian, Ye Chen didn\'t have any look of fear on his face. He raised the Blood Demon Sword in his hand, and his figure rushed past with lightning speed.

Ye Chen raised a sword casually, every time there was no fancy, hacking, slashing, or stabbing, just like an apprentice who just used the sword.

The simple moves made Feng Xiaotian a headache, and every move of Ye Chen contained the meaning of the great road.

Feng Xiaotian will inevitably be a little frantic, in the eyes of the disciples of Killing Sect.

Ye Chen\'s current state is to crush Feng Xiaotian, and in an instant let their morale reach a peak.

Morale is something that is unclear, but it is real.

Old Qi looked at the momentum of the killing sect and waved his hand to directly let everyone rush to kill him.

If you don\'t shoot now, when will you stay?

"kill!"

The disciple of the killing sect, like a fierce hungry wolf, rushed towards him frantically.

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

The disciples of the killing sect, one by one, were not afraid of death, completely making the blood soul race panic.

The blood soul race is certainly a powerful seal, but also has its own emotions and desires, and also fears death, rather than a killing machine without emotions.

Old Qi did not make a move, always paying attention to Ye Chen.

Feng Xiaotian had adjusted from the initial panic, after all, if the good fortune realm had no means at all, it would not be worthy of being called the Xianzun.

Feng Xiaotian held a golden and purple spirit stick in his hand, beating wildly with a great opening and closing momentum.

Ye Chen didn\'t change, he fought Feng Xiaotian, just to verify his own strength.

Ye Chen had no such idea at all to defeat Feng Xiaotian.

"Years kill the sword!"

Ye Chen murmured in his mouth, the law of time gushed out, and the immortal sword intent rushed into the sky.

Feng Xiaotian looked in his eyes, secretly surprised, he couldn\'t understand Ye Chen\'s sword intent.

A sword seems to cut all the glory of the world!

The sword light came, and Feng Xiaotian did not hesitate. He raised his arm and blocked it with the golden purple spirit stick in his hand.

At the moment of blocking, his figure kept retreating.

Ye Chen finds the right time, flying shots usually come to Feng Xiaotian, slap them out!

Feng Xiaotian reacted extremely fast at the moment it was shot, and he used his other arm to blast out with a fist.

boom!

There was a muffled noise, and Ye Chen saw that the opportunity had been lost, and distanced himself from Feng Xiaotian.

The flesh body of the Blood Soul Race is very hard ~ www.mtlnovel.com~ Once in close combat, Ye Chen will not be able to ask for any benefits, he may even put himself in danger.

When he retreated, a blood dragon phantom rushed out of his body and hovered in the void.

Shenlong destroys the world!

The blood dragon ghost shadow behind Ye Chen blasted away at Feng Xiaotian in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, Feng Xiaotian even ignored it, waving the Golden Purple Spirit Cudgel in his hand, and rushing over frantically.

Ye Chen furrowed his brows, and had to keep pulling away.

At the moment when the phantom of the blood dragon was about to make contact with Feng Xiaotian, the golden purple spirit stick swung out and exploded in an instant.

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

Up to now, Ye Chen has not been taken down, and his old face is almost lost.

If it weren\'t for hurting yourself and underestimating the enemy, you wouldn\'t be so embarrassed!

Feng Xiaotian\'s speed reached an extreme, and Ye Chen\'s current speed was still far behind the Good Fortune Realm.

I saw the golden purple spirit stick in Feng Xiaotian\'s hand bursting out with a terrifying aura, hammering at Ye Chen\'s head.

If this stick continues, Ye Chen will be seriously injured even if he does not die.

Without any hesitation on Ye Chen\'s face, he raised his arm and blocked it with the Blood Demon Sword.

boom!

With a heavy muffled sound, Ye Chen\'s entire figure slid in the air. Not only that, his arms tremble constantly, the veins violently violently, and a trace of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

The blood in his body surged, and fortunately he cultivated into an immortal divine body, otherwise, this blow would be enough to seriously hurt Ye Chen.

"Little bastard, you die for me!"

Feng Xiaotian roared, the golden purple spirit stick kept lifting up, and then slammed it down heavily.

The anger in his heart can be imagined, and he can\'t get a trash in the Primal Realm for a long time. How will others evaluate him in the future?