Blocking Xue Fenghua's counterattack, Ye Chen did not continue to pursue.

If you lose the opportunity to crush, it will be meaningless to pursue it again at this time!

Standing there, he narrowed his eyes.

Seeing his killing skills being stopped, a hint of fear flashed in Xue Fenghua's eyes and snorted coldly: "Ye Shitian, what sect do you come from?"

His expression was gloomy and gloomy.

Today's battle is probably not that simple.

"You are not qualified to know. The only thing you need to know is that I will destroy your cultivation today."

As soon as these words came out, the sneer on the corner of Xue Fenghua's mouth became strange: "Looking for death!"

With a wave of his hand, he took back the flying sword that was shaken by Ye Chen. There was an additional sword in Xue Fenghua's hand.

"You forced me!"

Xue Fenghua's face suddenly became ferocious.

"Today, I will let you see all my strength!"

Xue Fenghua suddenly shouted.

"brush……"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Blood Fenghua long sword pointed directly at Ye Chen.

A simple action seemed to have been experienced thousands of times, and a powerful aura suddenly burst out.

The air seems to solidify, and time and space seem to be frozen.

That sharp momentum triggered a strong wind.

The wind is blowing like a knife!

Thorn...
Chapter completed!