Banished Disciple’s Counterattack Chapter 1329: Strong cut

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Boom! boom!

When several people talked, Ye Chen and Jianshen Jianyi were still in shock.

Looking away, Ye Chen is already a blood man, a powerful sacred body, and has been beaten and devastated.

Looking at Jianshen ’s sword intention, it ’s not much better. The swordsmanship is still there, but Jianyi is weakened a lot. The illusive figure becomes almost transparent, and it may dissipate between heaven and earth at any time.

The expression of Da Luo Jianzong was shocked. A Sovereign Realms actually beat the sword and the sword so miserably.

"Ye Chen, what is this for? Do you want to destroy the sword spirit?" The world was full of surprises.

"Hey, he has a grudge against the sword god?"

"Mixed into Da Luo Jianzong, he is too courageous."

"I haven't captured him yet." In the astonishment, Da Luo Jianzong Saint King coldly hummed like a thunderous thunder.

"Kill." Saint and Quasi Saint were awakened from the shock and rushed into the sky.

"It's really damn." Da Luo Jianzong Saint King did not step forward, but cast heavens defying Divine Ability, wanting to recall the lost sword spirit sword intention, he expression is extremely cold, just recently he also rejoices that Da Luo Jianzong received a holy However, the fact is so nonsense.

"Ye Chen, it's not a fuss yet." On the other side, Da Luo Jianzong Saint Lord and others have surrounded the void sky.

"Sword is not Dao, you can still remember Donghuang Taixin." For their scorn from Da Luo Jianzong Saint Lord, regardless of Ye Chen, he still waved the killing sword, and there was a shocking roar in his mouth.

"Looking for death." Seeing Ye Chen ignoring them, several Saint of the Da Luo Jianzong sacrificed their swords and slashed to Ye Chen, all of which were absolute kill ’s world-famous Divine Ability, and they did not leave Ye Chen with any chance of survival.

At once, the golden blood of the Eucharist stained the sky, and every drop was dazzling.

Of course, Ye Chen is like a lunatic, regardless of the attacks behind him, still madly attacking the sword and sword. The sword and sword are almost gone. This opportunity is rare for him. If he gives up, If you want to slash the sword, the sword will be more difficult.

His madness made Da Luo Jianzong Saint and Quasi Saint and even the Holy King frown.

The elders and disciples of Da Luo Jianzong changed color again. Is this to kill the sword in the presence of a holy king, 18 Saint, more than 200 Quasi Saint, and millions of cultivator?

"Sword is not Dao, you can still remember Donghuang Taixin." Under the attention of many people, the sword spirit of Ye Chen's sword was almost broken, and the words that still roared in the mouth were still the same, the voice was sad.

"Speak directly to the name of the sword god, be blamed." Da Luo Jianzong Saint shouted loudly, and came from the Quartet, killing the world with a sword sword, and leaving a blood on the Ye Chen body.

"Speak directly to the name of the sword god, take it." More than two hundred Quasi Saint of the Da Luo Jianzong rushed up.

Ye Chen burned the source of the Eucharist and exchanged for powerful combat power, cutting out the most powerful sword since the practice.

The sword of heavens defying, the illusory figure of the sword god, was cut off on the spot.

For this reason, Ye Chen also paid a terrible price. It was successively cut by many Saint, one arm was cut off, and a blood swell in the back of the spine was very deep, showing a brilliant spine, which was very scary.

Damn!

Eighteen statues of Saint and more than two hundred Quasi Saint are all gruesome, and they are cursed to death.

Ye Chen dragged the broken sacred body, shrunk into one step, avoided many absolute kill, jumped out, like a divine glow, flew out of Da Luo Jianzong, **** back, very dazzling.

Damn!

Da Luo Jianzong Saint King moved in one step and chased him out.

He thought that eighteen Saint and more than two hundred Quasi Saint were enough to easily capture Ye Chen, but the ending was beyond his expectation. He was in the presence of a holy king, eighteen Saint, and more than two hundred Saint. Face let him kill the sword **** Jianyi, if he knew this, he should have shot earlier.

Kill!

Da Luo Jianzong Saint and Quasi Saint also chased them out, followed by hundreds of thousands of cultivator.

Below, Nie Feng on Zizhu Peak also flew out. expression is extremely dignified. It seems that Ye Chen has been self-styled. Da Luo Jianzong is now in this lineup. Ye Chen is basically dead.

Boom! Bang!

The starry sky was turbulent, and it was slammed by the momentum of Da Luo Jianzong expert.

The Quartet vibrated like a crowd of influx of people. When the Da Luo Jianzong battle was seen, expression suddenly changed, "One holy king, eighteen Saint, more than two hundred Quasi Saint, nearly one million cultivator."

"What's wrong with this." cultivator who arrived later looked at the distance in shock.

"I heard that Ye Chen was mixed with Da Luo Jian Zong, and also killed Jian Shen Jian Yi in front of Da Luo Jian Zong."

"In the presence of Da Luo Jianzong? Killing the sword **** Jianyi?" All four sides were horrified. Ye Chen's courage and fighting power were shocking. He could escape from Da Luo Jianzong.

"Do you want to be so crazy."

"Most of the Ye Chen is about to kneel this time." Too many people sighed, "Da Luo Jianzong's battle today is enough to sweep the entire Big Dipper field. Only the Holy King can destroy him with one palm."

"Do n’t lie down yet?" In shock, he heard the trembling of the star King Da Luo Jianzong shook the starry sky, he cast the big Divine Ability, stepped over the 缥缈 in one step, covered with the pressure of extinction Hundreds of thousands of stars, the crushed starry sky collapsed inch by inch.

"Is this the power of the Holy King?" Ye Chen vomited blood, insisted on clenching his teeth, but was still pressed to the ground by the palm of his hand, and the Holy Body split immediately, letting him have the power of Saint peak, it is also difficult Blocking the palm of the Holy King, separated by a Realms, is the difference between heaven and earth.

"Seal." Da Luo Jianzong eighteen Saint and more than two hundred Quasi Saint were killed together, offering a large array of Ye Chen, which was still resisting, was banned on the spot, and even Magic Power was imprisoned.

"Dead." The cultivator watched by the Quartet couldn't help being silent.

"Dead." Ye Chen's voice was hoarse and his eyes were self-styled. He could not find any chance to escape.

"Break off the majesty of Da Luo Jianzong, never die." In the starry sky, the words of the Holy King of Da Luo Jianzong are majestic and cold. Ye Chen to maintain the power of Da Luo Jianzong.

"Great Luo Jianzong." Ye Chen laughed sadly and grievously, this is the life of Wan Yu who he guards.

"Saint Lord." In the Chaos God Ding, Duan Yu and other people's eyes are red, once stepping on the blood bones to defend the ten thousand world Saint Lord, now it is actually judged like a sinner.

"Brother Ye." In the figure of Da Luo Jianzong like Wang Yang, Nie Feng was holding a sword in his hand and tried to rush out, but was blocked by a fairy light behind him. That was Ling Xuan, and she also followed.

"Unlock my imprisonment." Nie Feng looked at Ling Xuan with **** eyes.

"I can't just watch you die." Ling Xuan nibbled at her teeth, knowing that Nie Feng and Ye Chen are good brothers, but they couldn't let Nie Feng go, it was a dead end.

"Cut." When the two spoke, there was another majestic and icy voice. Da Luo Jianzong Saint King had raised his sword to kill.

Of course, at this moment, a fairy light plummeted from the ethereal sky and landed in front of Ye Chen, turning into a hazy figure, with white hair and white hair, like a fairy of extraordinary mortality.

Click!

The sword awn cut by the Holy King Sword King of Daluo, before reaching Ye Chen, turned into fly ash.

Then, the coercion that made the starry sky tremble suddenly appeared, centered on the shadowy figure, a ripple spreading unrestrictedly, wherever it passed, whether it was the Holy King or Saint, or Quasi Saint and Sovereign Realms were both crushed and knelt in the starry sky.

Myths of the heavens ... here.