Chapter 1329 (1/2)

Boom! Bang!

When several people talk, ye Chen and the sword spirit are still in the sky shaking fight.

Looking from afar, ye Chen is already a bloody man. He is a powerful saint, and he is also devastated.

If you look at the sword spirit, it's no better. The sword art is still there, but the sword spirit is much weaker. The unreal body shape becomes almost transparent, and it may disappear in the world at any time.

The look of the people of the sword sect of Dalao was shocked. In an emperor's state, he even beat the sword God with such a miserable intention.

”What is Ye Chen going to do to destroy the sword spirit?” The sky was full of wonder.

”It's very dangerous. He has a grudge against the sword God?”

”He's too bold to be a part of the great sword clan.”

”Not yet.” In the astonishment, the holy king of daruo Jianzong groaned like a thunderbolt.

”Kill.” The present saints and quasi saints were awakened from the shock and rushed to the empty sky one after another.

”Damn it.” However, the holy king of Daluo Jianzong did not come forward. Instead, he used his supernatural power to recall his lost sword spirit. His face was extremely cold. Not long ago, he was glad that Daluo Jianzong had got a holy body, but the fact is so ridiculous.

”Ye Chen, you're not waiting to be killed.” On the other side, the great master of the sword sect of Dalao has surrounded Xutian.

”Sword is not the way. Do you still remember Donghuang Taixin?” Ye Chen didn't pay any attention to the roar of the Dharma chieftain. He still waved his sword and roared in his mouth.

”Looking for death.” Seeing ye Chen ignore them, several saints of the sword sect of Dalao sacrificed their swords one after another and chopped them to Ye Chen. All of them were immortal supernatural powers, leaving no way for ye Chen to survive.

At that time, the holy body was golden, er, the blood was full of empty sky, and every drop was very dazzling.

However, ye Chen is just like a madman, regardless of the attack behind him. He still attacks the sword spirit wildly. The sword spirit has almost disappeared. This opportunity is once in a blue moon for him. If he gives up this time and wants to cut the sword spirit again, it will be extremely difficult.

His madness made the saints, the quasi saints and even the holy king of darao's Jianzong frowned.

Are the elders and disciples of Dalao sword sect turning pale again? Is this the intention of killing the sword God in front of one holy king, eighteen saints, more than 200 quasi saints and millions of monks?

”Sword is not the way. Do you still remember Donghuang Taixin?” In the words of the sword, the voice of the sword still broke.

”If you call the sword God taboo, you should be punished.” The sage of Daluo sword sect roared to the sky and killed from all directions. The swords were cut out one after another, leaving a trail of blood gullies on Ye Chen's body.

”If you call the sword God taboo, you should be punished.” More than 200 quasi saints of darao sword sect also came forward.

Ye Chen burned the origin of the holy body and gained a strong fighting power. He cut out the highest sword since his cultivation.

With a sword against the sky, the image of the sword God's sword was killed on the spot.

For this reason, ye Chen also paid a painful price. He was cut off by many saints, one arm was cut off, and a deep blood gully was found on his back, which showed his brilliant spine, which was very frightening.

Damn it!

The eighteen saints and more than two hundred would-be saints, each with a ferocious face, rushed up with a murderous spirit.

With his broken body, ye Chen shrank to an inch and escaped many murders. He jumped out like a divine awn and flew out of the Dalao sword sect. His bloody back was dazzling.

Damn it!

The king of darao sword sect moved away and chased him out.