Boom! Bang!

While the few people were talking, Ye Chen and the sword god were still fighting in the shocking world.

Looking away, Ye Chen was already a bloody man, and his powerful holy body was also beaten to the point of devastation.

Looking at the sword god's sword intent, it's not much better. The sword intent is still there, but the sword intent is much weaker. The illusory figure has become almost transparent and may disappear between heaven and earth at all times.

The people of Daluo Sword Sect were shocked. In the imperial realm, they beat the sword god so miserably.

"What is Ye Chen going to do? Are you going to destroy the sword god's sword intent?" Suddenly voices came from the sky.

"The move is deadly. He has a grudge against the sword god's sword intent?"

"He is too brave to sneak into the Daluo Sword Sect."

"I won't capture him." Amidst the surprise, the Holy King of Daluo Sword Sect snorted coldly like ancient thunder.

"Kill." The saints and quasi-saints present were awakened from their shock and rushed to the Xutian.

"It's really damn." However, the Holy King of Daluo Sword Sect never stepped forward, but used his magical powers against the sky to recall the lost sword god's sword intent. His expression was extremely cold. Not long ago, he was happy that Daluo Sword Sect had obtained a holy body, but the facts were so nonsense.

"Ye Chen, you are not punished yet." On the other side, the Holy Lord of the Daluo Sword Sect and others had surrounded Xu Tian.

"Jian Feidao, do you still remember Donghuang Taixin." Ye Chen ignored the scolding of the Holy Lord of the Daluo Sword Sect and others, and still waved the sword of killing, with a shocking roar in his mouth.

"Looking for death." Seeing Ye Chen ignoring them, several saints of the Daluo Sword Sect sacrificed their swords and slashed at Ye Chen. They were all the ultimate killing magical powers and did not leave any way out for Ye Chen.

Immediately, the holy body was covered with golden blood, and every drop was very dazzling.

However, Ye Chen was like a madman, regardless of the attack behind him, and still attacked the sword god's sword intent wildly. The sword god's sword intent had almost disappeared. This opportunity was once a lifetime. If he gave up this time, if he wanted to kill the sword god's sword intent again, it would be as difficult as climbing to the sky.

His madness made the saints of Daluo Sword Sect, the quasi-saints and even the holy king frowned.

The elders and disciples of Daluo Sword Sect changed their qualities again. Is this going to kill the sword god's sword in front of a saint king, eighteen saints, more than two hundred quasi-saints, and millions of cultivators?

"Jian Feidao, do you still remember Donghuang Taixin." As the crowd watched, Ye Chen's sword intent almost disintegrated with his sword, and the roaring words were still the same, and his voice was sad.

"Just call the name of the sword god directly, you should be killed." The saint of Daluo Sword Sect shouted and rushed from all directions. A series of shocking sword lights were slashed out, leaving behind blood valleys on Ye Chen's body.

"Just call the name of the sword god directly, you should be punished." More than 200 quasi-saints of Daluo Sword Sect also rushed forward.

Ye Chen burned the origin of the holy body, and obtained powerful combat power, and cut out the most peak sword since the Taoist practice.

A sword against the sky, the illusory figure of the sword god's sword intent was killed on the spot.

For this reason, Ye Chen also paid a heavy price. He was slashed by many saints one after another. One arm was cut off, and a bloody valley on his back was extremely deep, showing his brilliant spine, which was very scary.

Damn it!

The eighteen saints, more than 200 quasi-saints, all of whom had hideous faces, rushed up with a huge murderous aura.

Ye Chen dragged the broken holy body and shrank into an inch in one step. He avoided many kills and jumped out, like a divine light, flying out of the Daluo Sword Sect. His bloody back was very dazzling.

Damn it!

The Holy King of Daluo Sword Sect moved one step and chased and went out.

He thought that the eighteen saints and more than 200 quasi-saints were enough to easily capture Ye Chen, but the ending was beyond his expectations. He asked him to kill the sword god in front of a saint king, eighteen saints and more than 200 saints. If he had known this, he would have taken action earlier.

kill!

The saints of Daluo Sword Sect and the quasi-saint also chased and killed them, and hundreds of thousands of cultivators followed him.

Below, Nie Feng on Zizhu Peak also flew out, his expression was extremely solemn, as if he had seen Ye Chen's fairy eyes as if he had seen that Ye Chen was self-confidant. In the current lineup of the Daluo Sword Sect, Ye Chen was basically alive and dead.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The starry sky was in turmoil, and it was constantly rumbling by the powerful aura of the Daluo Sword Sect.

The four directions were shaking like a tide of figures gathered. When they saw the Daluo Sword Sect formation, their expression suddenly changed, "One saint, eighteen saints, more than two hundred quasi-saints, and nearly one million cultivators."

"What's wrong?" The monk who arrived later looked into the distance in shock.

"I heard that Ye Chen had mixed into the Daluo Sword Sect and even forced the sword god to kill the sword intent in front of the Daluo Sword Sect."

"In front of Daluo Sword Sect, kill the sword god's sword intent?" Everyone was shocked. Ye Chen's courage and combat power were shocking. He could escape from Daluo Sword Sect.

"Do you want to be so crazy?"

"Ye Chen is probably going to kneel this time." Too many people sighed, "The Daluo Sword Sect's current formation is enough to sweep the entire Beidou Star Domain. Just that holy king can destroy him with just one palm."

"Are you still going to be punished?" In the shock, he suddenly heard the angrily shout of the holy king of Daluo Sword Sect trembling at the starry sky. He used his great magical powers and stepped over Piaomiao in one step. With the pressure of destruction, he covered the starry sky with the pressure of destruction, and collapsed inch by one palm.

"Is this the power of the Saint King?" Ye Chen vomited blood, gritted his teeth and insisted, but was still pressed by a palm and knelt on the ground in the starry sky. The holy body immediately cracked. No matter how powerful he had to match the peak of the saint, it would be difficult to stop the Saint King's palm. A gap between the realm is the difference between heaven and earth.

"Fen." The eighteen saints of Daluo Sword Sect, more than 200 quasi-saints, arrived together, and sacrificed a large formation. Ye Chen, who was still resisting, was blocked on the spot, and even his magic power was imprisoned.

"Death situation." The monk watching from all directions couldn't help but observe silently.

"Death." Ye Chen's voice was hoarse and his fairy eyes were self-confessed. He could not find any chance to escape.

"If you violate the majesty of the Daluo Sword Sect, you will never be redeemed for death." In the starry sky, the Saint King of the Daluo Sword Sect said majestic and cold, and there was an extra killing sword in his hand. He was like a high-ranking king, who wanted to judge Ye Chen under the attention of the crowd to maintain the power of the Daluo Sword Sect.

"Daluo Sword Sect." Ye Chen smiled sadly and indignantly. This is the people of all realms he protected.

"Saint Lord." In the Chaos Divine Cauldron, Duan Yu and others' eyes were red. The holy Lord of the Heavenly Court, who once stepped on blood and defended the people of all realms, is now being judged like a sinner.

"Junior Brother Ye." In the figure of Daluo Sword Sect, Nie Feng held the sword in his hand and wanted to rush out, but he was blocked by a fairy light behind him. It was Ling Xuan, and she was also here.

"Unlock my confinement." Nie Feng looked at Ling Xuan with blood red eyes.

"I can't watch you die." Ling Xuan bit her teeth lightly. Even though she knew that Nie Feng and Ye Chen were good brothers, she could not let Nie Feng go. That would be the end of 10 deaths.

"Slay." As the two of them spoke, there was another majestic and cold voice. The Holy King of Daluo Sword Sect had raised his sword to kill, and cut out a sword light that destroyed the world through thousands of feet.

However, at this moment, a fairy light descended from the misty sky and landed in front of Ye Chen, turning into a hazy figure, with white clothes and white hair, like an immortal who transcended the mortal world.

Click!

The sword light slashed out by the Holy King of Daluo Sword Sect immediately turned into ashes before it touched Ye Chen.

Then, a pressure that made the starry sky tremble appeared. With the hazy figure as the center, a ripples spread unlimitedly. Wherever they passed, whether it was the Saint King, the Saint, or the Quasi-Saint and the Emperor, they were all pressed to kneel in the starry sky.

The myth of the heavens... is here.
Chapter completed!