boom! boom!
While a few people were talking, Ye Chen and the Sword God were still having an earth-shattering duel with each other.
Looking from a distance, Ye Chen was already a bloody man, and his powerful holy body was also beaten to pieces.
Looking at the Sword God's sword intention, it's not much better. The way of the sword is still there, but the sword intention is much weaker. The illusory figure has become almost transparent, and may dissipate between heaven and earth at any moment.
The people of the Daluo Sword Sect looked shocked. An emperor-level man actually beat the Sword God Sword Intent so miserably.
"What is Ye Chen going to do, is he going to destroy the Sword God's Sword Intent?" Surprises echoed throughout the world.
"Zhaozhao is fatal. He has a grudge against the Sword God Jianyi?"
"He is too courageous to sneak into Daluo Sword Sect."
"I won't capture him yet." In the surprised voice, the Saint King of Daluo Sword Sect coldly snorted like ancient thunder.
"Kill." The saints and quasi-sages present were awakened from their shock and rushed to the sky one after another.
"Damn it." The Holy King of the Great Luo Sword Sect did not step forward, but used his heaven-defying magical power to recall the lost sword spirit. His expression was extremely cold. Not long ago, he was happy that the Great Luo Sword Sect had obtained a holy body. , but the reality is such nonsense.
"Ye Chen, I'm still not here to kill you." On the other side, the Holy Master of Daluo Sword Sect and others have surrounded Xu Tian.
"Jian Feidao, do you still remember Donghuang Taixin." In spite of the scoldings of the Holy Master of Daluo Sword Sect and others, Ye Chen still waved the killing sword and screamed in a world-shattering way.
"Seeking death." Seeing that Ye Chen was ignoring them, several saints from the Great Luo Sword Sect launched their killing swords one after another and slashed at Ye Chen. They were all extremely powerful, leaving no way for Ye Chen to survive.
Immediately, the Holy Body's golden blood filled the sky, and every drop was dazzling.
However, Ye Chen was like a madman, ignoring the attacks behind him and still madly attacking the Sword God's Sword Intent. The Sword God's Sword Intent had almost dissipated. This opportunity was once in a lifetime for him. If he gave up this time, if he gave up again, Thinking about it, it would be as difficult as ascending to the sky to slay the sword spirit of the God of Swords.
His madness made the saints, quasi-sages and even the saint kings of Daluo Sword Sect frown.
The expressions of the elders and disciples of the Daluo Sword Sect changed again. Are they going to kill the Sword God Sword Intent in front of a holy king, eighteen saints, more than two hundred quasi-sages, and millions of monks from the Daluo Sword Sect
"Jian Feidao, do you still remember Donghuang Taixin." Under the gaze of everyone, the sword spirit of Ye Chen's sword almost collapsed with one strike, and the words he roared in his mouth were still the same, with a sad voice.
"Call the sword god by his name and you will be punished." The saint of the Daluo Sword Sect shouted loudly, and came from all directions to kill him. A series of shocking sword lights were slashed out, leaving a series of bloody gouges on Ye Chen's holy body.
"Call the Sword God by his name and you will be punished." More than two hundred quasi-sages of the Great Luo Sword Sect also pounced on him.
Ye Chen burned the origin of the Holy Body, gained powerful combat power, and slashed out the most powerful sword since he started to practice Taoism.
With a sword that defied the heavens, the figure of the sword god with illusory sword intent was killed on the spot.
For this, Ye Chen also paid a heavy price. He was beheaded by many saints one after another. One of his arms was cut off, and there was a deep gouge of blood on his back, revealing his shining spine, which was very scary.
Damn it!
Eighteen saints and more than two hundred quasi-sages, all with ferocious faces, rushed forward with overwhelming murderous aura.
Ye Chen dragged the broken body of the saint, shrunk to an inch in one step, avoided many decisive blows, and jumped out. Like a ray of light, he flew out of the Da Luo Sword Sect. His bloody back was very dazzling.
Damn it!
The Holy King of Daluo Sword Sect took a giant step forward and chased him out.
He originally thought that eighteen saints and more than two hundred quasi-sages would be enough to easily capture Ye Chen, but the outcome was beyond his expectation. He was stunned in front of a holy king, eighteen saints, and more than two hundred saints. Let him forcefully kill the Sword God Jianyi. If he had known this earlier, he should have taken action earlier.
kill!
The saints and quasi-sages of the Great Luo Sword Sect also pursued and killed them, followed by hundreds of thousands of monks.
Below, Nie Feng from the Purple Bamboo Peak also flew out, with a solemn look on his face, as if he had seen that Ye Chen's Immortal Eye was self-proclaimed, and with the current lineup of Daluo Sword Sect, Ye Chen was basically dead.
boom! Boom!
The starry sky was in motion, and was suppressed by the strong momentum of Daluo Sword Sect, making it roar continuously.
The four directions shook, and crowds of people gathered like a wave. When they saw the Daluo Sword Sect's formation, their expressions suddenly changed, "One holy king, eighteen saints, more than two hundred quasi-sages, and nearly a million monks."
"What's going on?" The monk who arrived later looked into the distance in shock.
"I heard that Ye Chen infiltrated the Daluo Sword Sect and even killed the Sword God Jianyi in front of the Daluo Sword Sect."
"In front of the Daluo Sword Sect? Forced to kill the Sword God Jianyi?" There were horrified sounds from all directions. Ye Chen's courage and fighting power were shocking. He could actually escape from the Daluo Sword Sect.
"Are you going to be so crazy?"
"Ye Chen is probably going to kneel this time." Too many people lamented, "The Daluo Sword Sect's battle today is enough to sweep across the entire Beidou Star Territory. The Holy King alone can destroy him with one palm."
"You still won't be punished?" In the midst of the shock, I suddenly heard the roar of the Holy King of the Great Luo Sword Sect that shook the starry sky. He used his great magical power and stepped across Piaomiao with one step. With a palm of his hand, the world-destroying pressure covered a hundred thousand feet. The starry sky was so crushed that it collapsed inch by inch.
"Is this the power of the Holy King?" Ye Chen vomited blood and gritted his teeth to persist, but he was still forced to kneel on the ground under the starry sky by a palm. The holy body immediately split open. Even if he had a fighting power comparable to the peak of the saint, it was difficult to stop the saint. With one palm of the king's hand, the difference between heaven and earth is a realm.
"Seal." The eighteen saints and more than two hundred quasi-sages of the Great Luo Sword Sect came together and launched a large formation. Ye Chen, who was still resisting, was banned on the spot, and even his magic power was also banned.
"Dead end." The monks watching from all sides could not help but mourn in silence.
"Dead end." Ye Chen's voice was hoarse and he was self-proclaimed. He couldn't find any chance to escape.
"Those who offend against the majesty of the Da Luo Sword Sect will be punished by death." In the starry sky, the words of the Saint King of the Da Luo Sword Sect were majestic and cold. With a killing sword in his hand, he was like a high and mighty king who wanted to judge Ye Chen under the gaze of everyone. In order to maintain the power of Daluo Sword Sect.
"Daluo Sword Sect." Ye Chen smiled sadly and indignantly, this is the people he protects.
"Holy Lord." In the Chaos Divine Cauldron, Duan Yu and others' eyes were red. The Holy Lord of the Heavenly Court who once defended all living beings on his blood and bones was now being judged like a sinner.
"Junior Brother Ye." Among the vast figures of Daluo Sword Sect, Nie Feng held the killing sword in his hand and was about to rush out, but was blocked by a fairy light behind him. It was Ling Xuan, and she also followed.
"Untie my imprisonment." Nie Feng looked at Ling Xuan with blood-red eyes.
"I can't just watch you die." Ling Xuan bit her teeth. Even though she knew that Nie Feng and Ye Chen were good brothers, she couldn't let Nie Feng go. It would be a fate of no life.
"Kill." When the two of them spoke, there was another majestic and cold voice. The Saint King of the Great Luo Sword Sect had raised his killing sword, and cut out a sword light that destroyed the heaven and the earth from a distance of thousands of feet.
However, at this moment, a ray of fairy light descended straight from the misty sky and landed in front of Ye Chen, turning into a hazy figure with white clothes and white hair, like an transcendent fairy.
Click!
The sword light struck by the Holy King of Daluo Sword Sect turned into flying ashes before it even touched Ye Chen.
Then, a coercion that made the stars tremble suddenly appeared. With the hazy figure as the center, a ripple spread unlimitedly, wherever it passed, whether it was a holy king, a saint, or a quasi-sage. Everyone in the Imperial Realm was pressed to the point of kneeling in the starry sky.
The myths of the heavens... are here.