C1870 (2/2)

”Hmph, Mountain Breaking Sword Sect!” Ye Zichen snorted coldly and said with contempt, ”What if I don't give face to your Mountain Breaking Sword Sect?”

”Sir, although your strength is strong, my Mountain Breaking Sword Sect is not a pushover. If you insist on going, my Mountain Breaking Sword Sect can only accompany you!”

Although Ye Chenfeng's strength shocked Great Elder Huo, he couldn't back down at that moment. He could only take out the Broken Mountain Sword Sect to pressure Ye Chenfeng.

”I'll wait!” Ye Chenfeng said plainly.

”Puff puff!”

A massive amount of blood flowed out from Wan Zhenghao's seven orifices. His vision went black, and he collapsed into a pool of blood, dying.

”I'm so proud of myself!”

”Heavens! Murderous eyes! Just what is that person's strength? Why is he so terrifying?!”

Everyone felt their scalps go numb when they saw Ye Chenfeng kill a hundred thousand disciples of the Mountain Breaking Sword Sect with just a glance. They did not dare to look straight at Ye Chenfeng.

”Proud!” The eyes of Great Elder Huo and the others reddened.

Wan Gu was one of the ten disciples of the Mountain Breaking Sword Sect, and he was also one of the people that the Mountain Breaking Sword Sect was focused on training. His death had a huge impact on the Mountain Breaking Sword Sect.

”I'll kill you!”

Feeling that all pride was dead, Great Elder Huo, who was a 5-star Dao God, was unable to control the killing intent in his heart. He summoned out a middle-grade Heavenly Sacred Artifact with tiger stripes on its blade, a skull and jewel sword embedded in its hilt, and unleashed the Mountain Breaking Sword Sect's inherited sword technique towards Ye Chenfeng.

”Ancestral Sword Soul, break!”

Ye Zichen stood there without moving. When Great Elder Huo was five meters away from him, the ancestor level sword soul flew out of Ye Zichen's soul sea and blocked the killing move that Great Elder Huo used, sending him flying.

”So, so strong! Ye Chenfeng is so strong!”

Seeing that the elder of the Broken Mountain Sword Sect was not a match for Ye Chenfeng, Qin Xinmei was deeply shocked. When she thought about the mockery she had shown him these past few days, her heart was filled with panic.

As for Qin De, he revealed a regretful expression. He regretted not recognizing a true god even though he was blind.

”Ancestor, Ancestral Sword Soul!”

Seeing the Ancestral Sword Soul hovering above Ye Zichen's head, leaving a deep sword mark, the seriously injured Great Elder Huo widened his eyes and revealed a deep sense of fear.

Envoys were the names given to the experts of the Sword God Hall by the major powers. Usually, only the experts of the Sword God Hall were able to train in Ancestral Sword Spirit.

”Old man has offended the architect. Please give me another chance to change my mind!”

Although the Mountain Breaking Sword Sect was strong, it was nothing in front of the God's Envoy. If the God's Envoy killed the people from the Mountain Breaking Sword Sect, not only would the Mountain Breaking Sword Sect not take revenge, it would even apologize in front of them.

This was the disparity of absolute strength. In the face of unshakable power, everything was in vain.