Chapter 892: A sword

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"Boom--!"
Ye Chen didn't evade and directly connected the light of disillusionment with his back. His body protector Zhenyuan was broken, and a hole with a big fist appeared in the back.
The hole was deep enough, as if a sword had been inserted. However, Ye Chen's physical body is indeed strong enough, even if this kind of horror magical power that can kill Yuanying Peak, for him, it is equivalent to being stabbed with a knife.
"It's not dead yet?" The long-lived Divine Son was shocked. This was already his own trick, but did not cause much harm to the other party?
Ye Chen returned a punch directly and nearly smashed half of his flesh. If not more than a dozen small worlds emerged out of thin air, Ye Chen's punch was blocked for him. He went to as a companion.
"Dead!"
Jinwu Divine Son roared loudly, shrouded in raging flames, grasping the brilliant Jinwu God spear in both hands, and rushed towards Ye Chen, like an invincible knight.
"Boom Boom Boom--!"
Ye Chen barely punched with fists, fighting with Jin Wu Shenzi seven or eight times in a row.
The divine spear gleamed with a sacred breath, apparently a forbidden device made by a true celestial being. It was a horror magic weapon of the highest level of the immortal treasure. It couldn't even support Ye Chen's flesh, and there were jagged bones on his fists, and his flesh and blood were crisscrossed.
Although Jin Wu Shenzi was also punched by Ye Chen, his eyes, mouth, and nose were almost blown out by Ye Chen, but this still could not cover one thing.
Ye Chen was injured!
"Kill him, even if Sanhua gathers at the top? Maybe it's just a liar. The real Yuanying Sanhua, but the existence that can fight against the real immortal, will never be so weak. Kill him together."
Jinwu Divine Son shouted, Promise Divine Son was beside him, and had long controlled the flying sword in his hand, turning into a dreamlike hazy starlight, enveloped towards Ye Chen.
Promise Yin Yang Jian Qi!
This is one of the greatest magical powers of the Promise Sect. The blades of fire fell down on Ye Chen's body like raindrops, and the leaves of Ye Chen fell backwards, and a small hole appeared on the skin around him.
And Ye Chen had to protect the wind chimes with one hand, otherwise she would have died in this blazing sword spirit like a galaxy.
"Uh--!"
The demon son of Wanxianmen is even a jumping, invisible and bladeless sword in his hand, leaving a three-inch long behind Ye Chen, with bone scars deeply visible.
"Don't worry about me, go away, otherwise you will die." the wind chimes shouted.
She burst into tears. Although she didn't like Ye Chen, she saw that Ye Chen was being bombed one after another, more because of her presence, the wind chime bit her lip, and she almost bleeds.
"I promised Yang Lin to take you back, so I will not lose my word. Besides, this group of ants like ants are also worthy of killing me?" Ye Chen raised her head with a sneer.
He reached out and grabbed the void.
"Wow--!"
A bronze sword appeared in Ye Chen's palm out of thin air. This ancient bronze sword was obtained by Ye Chen from Gu Changsheng. It is said that it was a sword worn by a peerless Tianjun deep in the galaxy. At that time, the Tianjun even challenged the true fairy with the sword, even though it fell. Defeat, but still the holy sword of the Xianbao class.
With a sword in hand, Ye Chen's temperament changed suddenly, and it was no longer an ordinary melee monk. Instead, it turned into an immortal spirit, like a peerless sword with a strong sword spirit.
"No, stop him quickly." Jinwu Shenzi's face changed and shouted loudly.
But at the moment, Ye Chen had already wielded a sword, and he spoke lightly and spit out four words:
"One sword away!"
"Uh--!"
At that moment, the entire universe, endless spells, could not cover the extremely bright silver sword rainbow. Among the sword rainbow, there is a vaguely invincible swordsman in Xinghai, who is in white clothes fighting sword, drinking and drinking, while crossing the galaxy.
Ye Chen, holding this sword, looks like the dust of the Nine Heavens, and can hardly describe the sword in words.
This is not a sword technique on earth. This is the swordsmanship of the fairy, and it should never exist between heaven and earth.
"Uh--!"
Ye Chenren walked with the sword and instantly swept the field. The whole fairy land was covered by the silver awn. In front of everyone, even time seemed to stop, only to see the silver sword rainbow bright like a galaxy.
"call--!"
And when Ye Chen cut out with a sword and finally returned to the original position.
"Click-!"
Thirteen youths in the extraterrestrial galaxy, enough to rank in the top 20, were broken out of thin air and were directly strangled into pieces by sword gas. Immediately after the bang, large and invincible warships such as golden oolongs and Promise Star Boats were blocked on the spot, and dozens of hundreds of elders and disciples were strangled.
In the end, a sword mark appeared on people such as Changsheng Divine Son, Jinwu Divine Son, Wanzimen Divine Son, and so on, despite the emergence of countless magical magical powers around them, but they did not work at all.
"What kind of swordsmanship is this?" Longevity Divine Son asked, staring sternly.
Ye Chen smiled.
The swordsmanship of the sword was created by using the flying sword to the extreme, which is enough to smash the world space. It can not only stimulate the sword of the master of the sword, but also supreme swordsmanship.
When Emperor Tian was still Yuanying, he used this swordsmanship to kill the true fairy and the star sea! In Ye Chen's hands, the top three killing magical powers are as powerful as they are!
It's a pity that the eternal son of God can never hear the answer...
Kill one of the six deities with a sword!
The whole audience was shocked!
In front of the ancient and vast Qitian Temple, the long wind roared and the monsters roared. Black air dragons, like a tornado, walked through the gate of the temple with bursts of wind.
The Qitian Hall is so tall that the endless immortals are painted in the dark, as if lying on the ground like a giant beast. The millennia, tens of thousands of years, and 100,000 years of time have passed without leaving any trace on it.
And at the moment, in front of the main entrance of the hall, which had a height of thousands of feet, the blood had flowed into a river, and the blood was floating. There were hundreds of yuan babies and thousands of Jindan monks killed by Ye Chen.
At this moment, Ye Chen had a sword in his life, and he beheaded 13 youth Tianjiao with his fingers. Five large warships, and even six gods, all showed a faint red line.
The red line looks inconspicuous, but it can penetrate the countless body treasures and runes of the Divine Son, leaving a faint sword mark on their unscathed flesh, which can already explain the problem.
The Yuanying monks played against each other, winning or losing only in the first line.
Unless it is the kind of special physical training, super cultivating super monks, such as Ye Chen. Otherwise, most of Yuan Yuan’s flesh cannot bear the top Tianbao’s blow at all. As long as it is broken through the magic magic weapon and rubbed by Tianbao’s edge, it will definitely die.
In fact, the six Divine Sons do.
"Click-!"
Starting with the Promise Son on the far left, he wore a silver robe embellished with stars, slowly breaking from the middle. This Tianbao-class Taoist clothing can sell at least one billion spirit stones even in the depths of Xinghai. But at this moment, it was slowly divided into two parts, and then, the blood stain spread slowly and firmly into the flesh.
Death is approaching...
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