After blocking Xue Fenghua's counterattack, Ye Chen did not continue to pursue.

The opportunity to crush has been lost. At this time, there is no point in pursuing it anymore!

Standing there, he narrowed his eyes.

Seeing that his killing technique was blocked, Xue Fenghua's eyes flashed with fear, and he coldly snorted, "Ye Shitian, what sect do you come from!"

His expression was gloomy and uncertain.

Today's battle may not be that simple.

"You are not qualified to know. The only thing you need to know is that today I will destroy your cultivation."

As soon as these words came out, the sneer at the corner of Xue Fenghua's mouth turned evil, "Seeking death!"

With a wave of his hand, he took back the flying sword that was knocked away by Ye Chen. Xue Fenghua didn't know when a long sword appeared in his hand.

"You forced me!"

Xue Fenghua's expression suddenly turned ferocious.

"Today, I will show you all my strength!"

Xue Fenghua suddenly shouted.

"brush……"

After the words fell, Xue Fenghua's long sword pointed directly at Ye Chen.

A simple movement, as if it had been practiced thousands of times, a powerful momentum suddenly burst out.

The air seems to be solidified, and time and space seem to be frozen.

That fierce momentum caused a strong wind.

The wind is fierce, like a knife attacking!

Stab...
Chapter completed!