You have a good chance, I accept it.

"The person who killed you is the Holy Son of Heaven and Earth, Bing Xin."

Bing Xin was dressed in a white dress, her hair was waving, and she was holding a long sword in her hand. Her beautiful face was full of majesty, and her whole body exuded bursts of kendo charm.

The powerful power of Tao Yun makes the space around the body bend infinitely.

"The person who killed you is the saint of Tianyi Holy Land, Liu Qin."

Liu Qin had green hair and was wearing a green skirt. She looked at the Holy Dragon Sect disciple opposite with a serious face.

"The person who killed you is Wan Feng, the great disciple of the Divine Sword Sect."

Wan Feng held a giant sword and looked at the helpless disciples of the Holy Dragon Sect in front of him. He grinned, picked up the giant sword in his arms and threw it at the disciples of the Holy Dragon Sect in front of him.

"It's so boring. It seems like there's no use for me anymore."

Xiaoyaozi, the holy son of Xiaoyao Sword Sect, stood there with a confused look on his face. He sighed as he watched the world and the earth tremble one after another.

In the blink of an eye, he had no opponent. These guys were attacking too fast, which made him extremely angry.

"By the way, that guy Mo Yun was a little injured just now. Maybe he is no match for that guy. I'm going to help him."

Suddenly, Xiaoyaozi grinned as he thought of something, holding a wooden sword and running towards Mo Yun's battle place with a smile.

Seeing his junior brother being suppressed and beaten by a prodigy of the clan, Qing Cang, who was standing in the sky, put away his previous contempt and looked at Ye Lin opposite him with a more solemn expression.

"These followers of yours are all good, but no matter how good they are, their efforts are useless. When I kill you, they will naturally die."

Qingcang smiled softly. He had not started yet, and now he started.

I saw the space around Qing Cang trembling, and the trembling space made a buzzing sound.

Qingcang himself walked towards Ye Lin step by step, with golden chains wrapped around his body.

The breath coming from the chain made Ye Lin's eyelids jump.

"out."

Ye Lin's right hand raised his sword finger, and he raised his hand to make a move. The white cloth behind him exploded, and a blood-red long sword exuding the terrifying blood evil energy flew around him.

Emperor Shang's blood-drinking sword drew blood-red tracks in the air, and finally returned to Ye Lin's hands.

"Come and fight."

Qing Cang roared and then punched Ye Lin.

"What a powerful sense of oppression."

Ye Lin sighed inwardly, and his body continued to explode.

The aura around Qingcang's body was full of oppression, and it was more than a level stronger than Yan Batian and Mo Xin whom he had previously defeated.

"Hide? Little mouse, let me see where you are hiding."

Seeing Ye Lin retreating, Qing Cang burst into laughter and kept pumping out his fists, the air was torn apart, and a series of roars resounded throughout the world.

"cut."

Seeing Qing Cang getting closer and closer, Ye Lin swung his sword, and a sword energy that dominated the world penetrated the world. Qing Cang was even more fearless, and he swung his punch unscrupulously.

boom.

Hearing a loud noise, the chain on Qingcang's fist broke inch by inch, and the sword energy in front of him was also shattered by a punch.

Looking at the wounds on his four fingers, Qingcang's expression gradually became serious.

It's not easy for the human race's genius to be able to hurt themselves with just a casual blow.

But...it's not simple. What he likes is that it's not simple.

Qingcang's lips curved into a smile.

"The Supreme Dharma, the fist shakes the void."