Although Qiankun Ming General's sword is strong, he must be able to cut it.

Ye Chen was elusive and easily avoided a sword, made a big move, and instantly rushed to Qiankun Ming General.

"You..." Qian Kunming changed his expression and hurriedly retreated.

"Where to go?" Ye Chen raised his palm and a big monument-hitting hand sang hard on Qiankunming General's face.

The applause was crisp and loud, resounding throughout the void.

Qiankun Ming General knelt down and was beaten away with a palm.

Wow! The observers all looked up and looked in the direction where Qiankunming was flying out, and their eyes turned.

It flew, it really flew, I don’t know how far it was to fly out.

After only three or five breaths, I heard the rumbling and flying backwards of the universe and the dark generals collapsed a mountain.

The saint is a saint, and he was swung away as soon as he met. He had never seen such a sling.

The remaining seven dark generals frowned tightly in an instant.

I wanted Qiankunming to try the water, but who would have thought that it would fly away with just one palm, which was so straightforward that it caught people off guard.

Now, who dares to underestimate the Holy Body? If this is one-on-one, who is the opponent under the quasi-saint king, who can withstand it?

"Go together." The famous Yin-Yang general snorted coldly, his combat power reached its peak instantly, and his natal weapon was also used, and the first to attack and kill him.

Except for the Tianhe Ming General, all attacked, all six of them had a great formation.

At this moment, who is so shameless about these dark generals?

As long as Ye Chen can do it, he will be willing to fight in groups.
Chapter completed!