Reading to Become a God

However, the sword still made Hong Tong's qi and blood surge, and he had retreated dozens of steps to stabilize his body.

"This sword is powerful, but it won't kill me. Today seems to be a difficult day."

Without waiting for Hong Tong to make any movement, Ye Chen had already taken the sword to commit suicide. Hong Tong smelled it, and Hei Lu Xuechen wasted his efforts in vain, but when the Holy Spirit Sword hit the blood hammer, Hong Tong's face changed a lot!

Hong Tong clearly felt that the spiritual power in the body was being lost at a very terrible speed, and the direction of losing spiritual power was the Holy Spirit Sword in Ye Chen's hand. "Impossible! His sword absorbed my soul?" Hong Tong was shocked and quickly recovered the power of the mind, but its spiritual power was still Ye Chen's Holy Spirit Sword, and it was forced to absorb nearly 1/3 of the spiritual power.

This move was actually a shock to Hong Tong, and it also made it indifferent for a while.

Ace fighting, the victory or defeat can be determined at all times. Hong Tong's brief frustration did not escape Ye Chen's eyes. This time, Ye Chen's sword soul drew an arc again and walked towards Hong Tong with difficulty.

Oh, oh!

Hong Tong has always been very clear about Ye Chen's power, but he really didn't expect that Ye Chen's grasp of timing was so accurate.

In panic, Hong Tong squatted down in a hurry, and the Spirit Emperor Shield was summoned out of himself again, but was instantly cut by this sword. But no matter what, he survived this fatal blow.

"How to do it"

Hong Tong secretly patted his chest, breathed a sigh of relief, and saw Ye Chen's firm eyes, and his heart immediately added a little confusion.

"Ye Chen, there is no second chance of this kind." Hong Tong said to Ye Chen's red face.

Ye Chen nodded and said, "I know."

"Don't you feel sorry?" Hong Tong was confused about Ye Chen's calmness. It was hard to say that he was so close to the death blow. In Ye Chen's view, it was common? Or was the sword just now, plus his own short-term loss, not Ye Chen's budget?

"Impossible! He couldn't have thought of it in advance!" Hong Tong gritted his teeth secretly. He couldn't believe it.

Although it was already known that Ye Chen was very strong, in today's first battle, Hong Tong found that although he had touched the threshold of Lingzong, he still failed to suppress Ye Chen. Not only that, he almost died in his hands, it was probably just a scene, or the current budget of this teenager would have been fine long ago!

"How to do it"

Hong Tong breathed a sigh of relief and injected all the spiritual power in his body into the hammer. The blood river like blood continued to shine on the surface of the hammer. Finally, the blood river actually shrank from the surface of the hammer. Suspended in mid-air, a stream of blood spurted out.

"Ye Chen, this is my hammer, a river of blood. I poured all my spirit into it, and this blood river is the last blow in my first battle today. Hong Tong's eyes immediately turned red, and the brain power was in the body. Hong Tong's breathing immediately withered, but the qi suspended in the center of the blood river began to boil.

"Hammer blood river"

Ye Chen was staring at the boiling pool of blood in mid-air. He smiled slightly: "Hammer Lingzhi is just a weak blow. "

Misha!

Xue Chen raised the Holy Spirit Sword with both hands, and spiritual power continued to be injected into the Holy Spirit Sword. A golden light suddenly rose, and a soul came out of the sword body of the Holy Spirit Sword and continued to gather in mid-air. In the process of convergence, they could all clearly feel that the aura of this world was constantly being absorbed by it.