Chapter 1329

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.

He thought that 18 saints and more than 200 quasi saints could easily capture Ye Chen, but the result was beyond his expectation. In front of a holy king, 18 saints and more than 200 saints, he forced him to kill the sword spirit. If he had known this, he would have done it earlier.

Kill!

The saints and quasi saints of Daluo Jianzong also pursued and killed them, followed by hundreds of thousands of monks.

Below, Nie Feng on the Zizhu peak also flew out, with a dignified look. It seems that ye Chen's eyes are self styled. Now, in this line-up of Dalao Jianzong, ye Chen is basically dead.

Boom! Boom!

The starry sky is turbulent, and it is under the pressure of the strong power of the Dalao sword sect.

The four sides vibrated and people gathered. When they saw the battle of Dalao sword sect, their looks suddenly changed. "One holy king, 18 saints, more than 200 quasi saints, and nearly a million monks."

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

"It's said that ye Chen mixed up with the Dalao Jianzong and killed the sword spirit in front of the Dalao Jianzong."

"In front of the Dalao sword sect? Kill the sword spirit All sides are shocked. Ye Chen's courage and fighting power are shocking. He can escape from the darao sword school.

"Do you want to be so crazy?"

"Ye Chen will probably kneel this time." Too many people lamented, "today's battle of Daluo Jianzong is enough to sweep the whole Beidou star region. Only that holy king can kill him with one hand."

"Are you still waiting?" In the sound of shock, he suddenly heard the roar of darao's king of Jianzong shaking the starry sky. He used his great magic power to step over the misty sky, and with a palm of his hand, he covered a hundred thousand Zhang of starry sky, and the sky collapsed inch by inch."Is this the majesty of the king?" Ye Chen vomited blood, gritted his teeth and insisted, but he was still pressed by one hand and knelt on the ground in the sky. The holy body cracked at the moment. He was as powerful as a saint at the peak, but he could not block the king's palm. The difference between heaven and earth is a boundary between heaven and earth.

"Seal." Eighteen saints and more than 200 quasi saints of the darao sword sect killed together. Ye Chen, who was still resisting, was banned on the spot, even his mana.

"Dead end." The monks, who were watching from all directions, could not help but be silent.

"Dead end." Ye Chen's voice is hoarse and his eyes are self appointed. He can't find any chance to escape.

"If you violate the majesty of the Dalao sword sect, you can't redeem it if you die." In the starry sky, the words of the holy king of Daluo Jianzong are dignified and cold. With a sword in his hand, he is just like a king in high position. He wants to judge ye Chen under the attention of all the people, so as to maintain the power of Daluo Jianzong.

"Da Luo sword clan." Ye Chen laughs bitterly and indignantly, which is the universal life he guards.

"The Lord." In the chaos God tripod, Duan Yu and other people's eyes are red. They once stood on the blood and bone to defend the heaven God, but now they are judged as sinners.

"Younger brother Ye." In the shadow of Wang. Yang, Nie Feng, holding the sword in hand, wants to rush out, but is blocked by a fairy light behind him. That's Ling Xuan, and she also follows.

"Untie me." Nie Feng looks at Ling Xuan with blood red eyes.

"I can't watch you die." Ling Xuan bit her teeth and knew that Nie Feng and ye Chen were good brothers, but she couldn't let Nie Feng go. That was the end of ten deaths.

"Chop." When they spoke, there was a solemn and cold voice. The holy king of darao Jianzong had raised his sword and cut out a sword which destroyed the heaven and the earth.

However, at this time, a fairy light from the ethereal sky pen straight down, fell in front of Ye Chen, turned into a hazy figure, white hair, like a transcendent immortal.

Click!

Before ye Chen was touched, it turned into fly ash.

Then, a powerful force that made the stars tremble suddenly appeared. Taking the hazy figure as the center, a ripple spread unrestricted, and everywhere we passed, whether it was the holy king or the saint, or the quasi saint and emperor, were all kneeling in the starry sky.

Here comes the myth of the heavens.