Chapter 62—Oriental Decent

"Now it's your turn!" Yan Chuan stretched out his tongue and licked the blood on his lips, smiling evilly.

"No, no, you devil, you devil!" Wei Bing turned around in horror and ran away.

"Just then did I remember to run? Sword Nineteen~~~~~~~~~!"

When the Jade Emperor Sword was turned over, a huge force came out from the palm of his palm. Wei Bing suddenly appeared in all directions, like a phantom of the Jade Emperor Sword with thousands of handles.

"What, how come?" Wei Bing said in horror.

Wei Bing felt that these ten thousand phantoms seemed to be real, ten thousand blood swords?

On the other side, when Yan Chuan used the nineteenth sword, a huge force poured into the Jade Emperor Sword.

"Not enough?" Yan Chuan showed a trace of hideousness on his face.

"Boom!"

More star power rushed into Yan Chuan's body.

"Crack, click, click!"

On the surface of Yan Chuan, cracks appeared one after another, and blood was bleeding. Obviously, the star power had reached the limit of Yan Chuan, and Yan Chuan's flesh was about to burst.

But at this moment, the evil Yan Chuan didn't care at all, still staring at Wei Bing.

"Die!" Yan Chuan said harshly.

Wan Jian shot Wei Bing directly.

"Ah~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!

Even though Wei Bing propped up the wall of air, the power of Sword Nineteen was too strong. It broke through all the defenses of Wei Bing, and the sword exploded.

"boom!"

Wei Bing exploded and opened.

"Om!"

Wan Jian is one.

"Boom!"

Yan Chuan also fell into the big lake from midair.

Wei Bing and Wei Ding were crushed to pieces, and the surrounding lake was half sinking. The surrounding mountains and trees were in a mess, showing the difficulty of the battle.

The starlight pillar suddenly disappeared.

But the cracks left on Yan Chuan's body surface did not disappear. He had suffered a hundred sword wounds, and thousands of cracks were added at this moment.

Weakly crawled out of the big lake.

"It's clean now!" Weakly smiled evilly.

Taking a look around, Yan Chuan stepped and shot at the forest again.

Because of the serious injury, the speed is not fast.

Soon after Yan Chuan left, a large number of repairers gathered again by the big lake.

Countless outsiders have arrived at the Great Lake.

"There was a battle here!"

"The mountain over there has also been leveled, the least battle of the gods!"

"Could it be Yan Chuan?"

"Impossible! Yan Chuan is only in the fine state............!"

"Talent?"

"He is only in the fine state, then my father is not born yet!"

"..................!"

"Continue to look for it! Yan Chuan, Wei Bing, and Wei Ding, they should be not far from here!"

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The sky is getting brighter, and one day is coming soon.

This whole day, Yan Chuan killed countless, this day, the blood demon came to life, so many people remember the name of Yan Chuan. On this day, the unequal and gorgeous battles fascinated countless strong men.

Yan Chuan shuttles between the mountains and forests.

The whole body is wounded, almost to the point of being incomplete.

The speed of traveling in the mountains and forests is not fast, very unhappy!

The blood mist surrounding Yan Chuan gradually dissipated, and the blood-red hair gradually shortened, and changed from the original blood-red to black.

He started running in the mountains and forest, and his blood-colored pupils slowly recovered.

The super magical powers slowly receded, and gradually, Yan Chuan recovered himself. Restored to the beginning.

Coming out of the gorefiend state, the injury on his body immediately made Yan Chuan feel the pain to the bone.

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