The young man in white was full of fear. Whether it was Ye Chen's combat power or the power that Ye Chen fused, they were beyond expectations. It was the strangest thing he encountered in his life.

However, he thought it was good. Although he was inferior to Ye Chen, Ye Chen was not his opponent.

Ye Chen was panting rapidly, and his whole body was filled with golden light, burning blood and qi.

Unfortunately, it was difficult to last for too long in that state. The three hundred years of seal, coupled with this battle, he was injured, his body was covered in blood, dyed his black robe red, like a demon fighting bloody battle

In the middle, it is getting farther and farther away.

He was defeated, but his backbone was not bent at all.

He was defeated, but the passion in his heart was burning even more vigorously. His will was tenacious and he would never give up. He would survive and one day he would fight against the fake immortal again and regain his glory.

"Where to go?" The young man in white screamed, chasing and storming hard, bleeding all the way. He was so ferocious that he was scary. In addition to the evil spirits, there was also a gloomy cold light in his eyes. Now he was like a demon who had lost his mind.

He only knows how to swallow blood, but he hates Ye Chen, the quasi-saint, and grits his teeth.

"I said, you can't catch up with me." Ye Chen cursed, and shrank into an inch, like a fairy light, passing through the empty sky, leaving everyone's backs, so sad and vicissitudes.

"Punish me." The young man in white roared, and the secret techniques of a sect frequently used, forcing the field to lock Ye Chen, more than one field, covering a range of thousands of feet, as heavy as a mountain, Ye Chen staggered and could not move his steps.

Even with his peak combat power, he could not break free from the constraints.

The young man in white came like a ghost, and instantly came, and a faint light pierced into Ye Chen's soul with a finger.

Puff! Puff!

The blood mist is filled with blood, and the blood valleys are highlighted from Ye Chen. Every time he gets a sword, he has to pay a heavy price, and he is injured more deeply every time. Even if he is protected by the ancient holy body, he cannot withstand it.

The power of pseudo-immortal weapons.

Boom! Bang!

The war began again, with mountains collapsed and gravel flying. The chaotic scene was covered with dark space black holes, intertwined into a net covering the world, and a halo of destruction ravaged the sky.

Ye Chen's injuries were even worse than him, and one of his arms had been blown to ashes.

Ye Chen screamed in pain, and almost knelt down on the spot, but the more he was like this, the more stubborn he became. He gritted his teeth and forced himself to hold on, enduring the pain of the tearing of the sea of ​​divine sea, and once again activated Zhou Tian to evolve, and reached the sky in one step, holding it in his hand.

The Chixiao Sword was trembling with buzz, and wisps of thunder were wrapped around, exerting its power of recovery.

ah.!

The holy body he saw was really like a tenacious rock. Even if he was covered in bruises, he still had a high fighting spirit. His eyes were scarlet and scary. His qi and blood were always in a boiling state, and his sperm was drop by drop.

Yuan, both contain tremendous vitality and burns at any cost, is in exchange for an unparalleled fighting power and an endless fighting will.

The young man in white turned sideways and avoided the fatal blow, but this time, he failed to avoid it perfectly. His right arm was removed at the same root, blood blew, and even his soul was scattered.

Ye Chen ignored it and took one step, rushed to kill him instantly, swung his sword and slashed.

The wounds of the young man in white are already shocking.

Unfortunately, he was still slow and was penetrated by the Chixiao Sword and his speed was reduced by a minute.

Boom! Bang!

The roar continued, and the great country collapsed because of two people. The white jade steps were blown up into ashes. The mountains and rivers collapsed, and the sky was destroyed; the mountains and rivers collapsed, and the rivers collapsed; the cities collapsed, and the earth collapsed, with a radius of thousands of feet.

Nothing remains of grass.

The situation of the young man in white is similar. He lost almost seven or eight of his life. Ye Chen's sword has made him drip with blood. The blood of the holy body, his blood and Ye Chen's blood, splashed together, splashing the universe.

, dyed with ethereal nothingness.

The young man in white suddenly changed his face and he hurriedly retreated. Ye Chen's so-called evolution of Zhou Tian made him afraid.

However, he underestimated Ye Chen's recovery.

Puff! Puff!

The young man in white lost, and he was bleeding all the way, and his arm was beheaded again.

Ye Chen became more and more crazy as he fought, like a crazy beast, fighting desperately, burning his life span at any cost, and one sword is more powerful than another.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Ye Chen was bleeding again, a sword was better than a sword, and the bright blood flowers bloomed, and every blood flower was stained with blood. His holy body was pierced through many places, and every scar was shining with black light.

, dissolves his essence and makes his healing speed extremely slow. This is a curse in the dark, immortal, and as long as the time limit is reached, he will definitely die.

The young man in white had a disheveled hair, and was in a mess all the way, with a staggering figure and bleeding from the corners of his mouth. Whenever he saw Ye Chen attacking, he would turn around and escape, not collide with him head-on, but only sneak attacks in the dark.

Ye Chen was unwilling to forgive him, and he followed one sword after another.

Ye Chen knew this in his heart that although he was a holy body, the gap in cultivation was there. The young man in white was a real fake immortal. Even though he was weakened by the curse, it was enough to burn him to death.

Both of them have their own advantages and disadvantages, and no one can do anything to each other.

The two of them had become two bloody men, and they could not find a trace of complete flesh on their bodies.

Unfortunately, even so, his combat power is only one line away from the fake immortal. It is not easy to kill the young man in white, because the young man in white is vulgar enough to defend and not attack. Once he gets the opportunity, he will give it to him.

Ye Chen caused a severe injury and then escaped.

Puff! Puff!

His attacks were more domineering and more ruthless, but his distance from the young man in white was still unable to get close to him and was always left behind by the fake immortal. He was indeed very strong, but he was just a little god disaster after all.

, there is no strength to fight against the pseudo-immortals.

It can be seen that as drops of holy blood dripped, the momentum of the two of them rose, and the opportunity of the blood boundary was lingering around the two of them. The blood boundary was wisps, and the blood boundary was gathered and merged into the two of them.

in vivo.

Ye Chen's holy body is also transforming in a subtle way. The holy body, holy blood and holy bones of the holy body are gradually recovering, and wounds are healing one after another under the action of the blood limit.

At least, the young man in white couldn't understand such a miracle.

At some point, a wail sounded through the sky, accompanied by the blood rain, Ye Chen knelt on one knee, holding a blood-stained iron rod in his hand, and a silver spear pierced his chest, and the blood was flowing and soaked.

The white clothes also penetrated his body. Although he was still standing, his golden eyes were already dull and shaking, shaking.

The young man in white was not much better. He was broken and forced into a desperate situation. He turned over and fell down a great mountain, crushing the majestic mountain into ruins, and then fell down another steep mountain, turning the mountain body.
Chapter completed!