Death God!
At this moment, the two words "Death God" became synonymous with Ye Xunhuan. He completely embodied the Death God, a reaper climbing out from hell, capable of harvesting all living beings!
Before him, you have only the fate of slaughter, with no room for retaliation.
In the next moment, under everyone's terrified gaze, Ye Xunhuan's longsword swung out once again.
Just as Ye Xunhuan swung the longsword in his hand, everyone's heart inexplicably trembled, and they hurriedly scrambled up from the ground.
They had to run, or they would die!
"Swish!"
Where the sword light passed, not a blade of grass survived, carrying endless destructive power.
"Soul Return!"
Xiahou Yunting immediately lifted the black longsword in his hand and swung it outward.
"Swish!"
The Sword Qi shot out immediately, then split into two, heading towards the sword light slashed by Ye Xunhuan.
"Boom!"
