Chapter 1680 (1/2)
The disciple of the evil spirit palace has a slight change in his eyes. Although his sharp sword has not yet come out of his body, he has already felt a terrible sense of sword.
The sword was stabbed on his skin, bleeding directly.
Ye Chen's sword has a feeling that he can't resist.
This fierce demon palace disciple only felt that everything was not true.
How could that be possible?
No matter how powerful Ye Chen is, he is only a layer of heaven in the Hunyuan realm. How can he be threatened?
These ideas are fleeting in his mind, and ye Chen's sword has rushed over crazily.
Boom!
There was a terrible explosion in the sixth floor of the palace.
Completely defeated.
Later, ye Chen directly took away his weapon and a weapon of time and space, and then gave up!
”We will not let you go.”
The strong man in the middle period of he Dao state had a resentful look on his face.
If he had not been seriously injured, if he had not paid attention to Ye Chen's strength
Unfortunately, there is nothing if in this world.
”Evil palace? Sooner or later, I will uproot the evil palace, but you can't see it. ”
As soon as ye Chen finished this sentence, the sword meaning flickered, and there was no rest immediately.
At this time, there was a wave from the palace, and ye Chen was smiling. It seemed that someone had come to send gifts.
Ye Chen clenched the Hunyuan immortal sword in his hand and could not bear the excitement in his heart.
Hum!
At this time, an old man appeared in front of Ye Chen. Ye Chen took a look and found the old man, slightly stunned.
Because the strength of the other side has reached the level of creation.
Xianzun!
The injury of the old man is more serious than others. The higher the cultivation is, the more serious the injury will be.
After all, the higher the level of cultivation, the more difficult it is to fight beyond the level. There is no way to change it.
”What about the state of creation? It still needs to be suppressed.”
Ye Chen sneered at the corner of his mouth. He had already seen that there was not much left in his cultivation.
”Time flies!”
Ye Chen held out a finger with his left hand, and the spiritual power in his body surged at this moment.
The old man just came in, and the whole person didn't react. A terrible breath suddenly rushed to him.
Boom!
At this moment, a finger falls suddenly. At the moment of falling, ye Chen holds the Hunyuan fairy sword in his hand, and the ghost figure comes to the old man.
The old man by Ye Chen's one finger, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, in a hurry to see ye Chen rushed over, raised his hand!
Bang!
Ye Chen stabbed his sword into the old man's arm. His body bears the old man's palm and steps back three steps.
Although the old man was seriously injured, but how to say, his accomplishments also reached the realm of fortune.
”Ye Chen, it's you little beast. What do you want to do?”
Ye Chen has not concealed his identity, the old man can see it at the first sight.
In an instant, the old man burst out with a strong intention to kill.
”You destroyed my family. I haven't dealt with you yet. Now it's better. You can deliver it yourself!”
”Heaven has a way, you don't go, hell has no door, you want to come in!”
The old man's chest is up and down, and a God King's state dares to create a state of immortality. It's really hopeless.
”The rosefinch method, the fire starts a prairie fire!”
At this time, the old man made strange gestures, and a lifelike rosefinch suddenly appeared behind him.
Rosefinch belongs to fire. At this moment, a terrible high temperature suddenly broke out, as if to melt the world.
Sing!
Rosefinch in the old man's back, issued a song, the palace is constantly shaking.