"Kill." The purple-robed quasi-emperor's bloody eyes were scarlet and his hair was disheveled. He was like a madman, even though he knew how to fight, he still rushed to death. Otherwise, if he was blocked, he would be really destroyed.

Ye Chen was not afraid, so he simply refused to defend himself and resisted the purple-robed quasi-emperor with one finger and the imperial soldier killed him with one sword.

The purple robe quasi-emperor was bleeding and reborn with his life. His combat power was greatly reduced and he was far from the top. How could he be Ye Chen's opponent?

When he fell, before he could stop his body, Ye Chen arrived like a ghost, still the Wind God Art, an extinct sword.

"No...no..." The purple-robed quasi-emperor's eyes were highlighted, and his pupils also shrank to the size of a needle tip, and his whole body was cold and cold.

If the reborn body is destroyed again, then the soul will be scattered.

It’s a pity that with his current state, he can’t escape the ultimate kill.

Only when life and death were dying did he understand what regret was.

It has nothing to do with him when he overcomes the tribulation, but he insists on being strong and ignores the face of the quasi-emperor, he actually sneaks into attacking a saint's descendant.

This is a good thing. He didn't kill anyone in the cradle and even took his own life. The quasi-emperor-level achievements were all eliminated in one move.

Blood splattered, and his head was pierced by Ye Chen's sword.

Although a quasi-emperor escaped the attacks and killings of the two great Yamas, he still could not escape the silence and died under Ye Chen's sword.

"If you want to be strong, it's still this kid." King Taishan and the King of Urban sighed. That sword was absolutely domineering.

As they said that, the two of them suddenly turned around and headed straight for other battle circles.
Chapter completed!