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Chapter 1244: Deathland(2/2)

The strength he exerts is at least the Holy Emperor level!

At this level, anywhere in the Xuanhuang World, he would be a top master!

It's a pity that the Holy Emperor level is not enough in front of Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan's current cultivation level is at the peak of the ancient saints, and he is only one step away from entering the realm of immortality.

Keng!

Ye Xuan didn't even make a move, the sword stopped nine inches away from Ye Xuan, and the fierce force made the flying sword bend like a bow.

But its toughness is so good that it didn't break.

"The sword is a good sword."

Ye Xuan smiled slightly.

The quality of this flying sword is quite good. Even if its owner is corrupted, it still has strong power.

Buzz————

There was a sound of sword sound.

Seemingly responding to Ye Xuan.

When Ye Xuan heard the sound of the sword, he nodded slightly and said, "Don't worry."

As he spoke, Ye Xuan stretched out his hand to hold the tip of the sword and pulled it suddenly.

With a click, the right arm of the swordsman in green shirt was pulled off by Ye Xuan.

The flying sword fell into Ye Xuan's hands.

However, the sword cultivator in green shirt felt no pain at all and continued to kill Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan flicked his finger, and a beam of Taichu Hongmeng's original power shot out instantly, hitting Qingshan Jianxiu's forehead directly.

With a bang, all the black air on his face dissipated.

Then, the green-robed sword cultivator turned into flying ashes and disappeared.
Chapter completed!
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