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Chapter 909: Doomed to perish

"Ye Qinghuan, do I surprise you now?"

Swallowed by the wild python, Song Longcheng's palm was extremely fierce and he shouted with a loud smile.

Extremely proud.

"Are you already on the sixth level?" Ye Qinghuan sneered, and a cold light suddenly burst out in his eyes.

"Rubbish!"

Ye Qinghuan's left fist suddenly punched out, and a faint red light shone on his left arm.

"Hmph, you are so talkative. Since you want to compete with me, I will let you know what strength is!" Song Longcheng shouted violently, with murderous intent.

The palm wind becomes more powerful.

He didn't believe that Ye Qinghuan's fist was more powerful than his own palm.

"Boom!"

The fists and palms exchanged, and a wave of air spread out into the sea. The sea below was shaken and exploded, just like boiling water.

"Katakataka!"

At this time, there was a sound of bones breaking. Song Longcheng's palm was broken in response, and his arm was broken inch by inch in Ye Qinghuan's hand.

"Boom!"

A punch hit his chest, and his whole body flew backwards like a dented slingshot.

A large mouthful of blood spurted out.

"During the battle at Jiuzhou Mountain, I needed to use the power of the Blood-slaying Pearl to fight against the Sixth Level of Innateness, but now I no longer need it!"

Ye Qinghuan's eyes were extremely cold and he murmured softly.

"How can it be?"

Song Longcheng shouted in horror, the gap between the two became even wider.

He paid a huge price to obtain a valuable treasure from the old man, which helped him break through the sixth level of innateness.

"I said, there is a huge gap between you and me. In my eyes, you are just a dead dog!" Ye Qinghuan's eyes were cold, and he killed Song Longcheng again.

The sword intention is extremely cold!

Killing intent rolled around, Ye Qinghuan's sword was burning with flames, but it was ice-cold, and the slightest bit of sword intent was piercingly cold.

It's extremely scary.

Song Longcheng's expression changed drastically. His right arm was broken and he was seriously injured. Now, he was completely unable to confront Ye Qinghuan head-on.

He hurriedly evaded, calmly reluctantly accepted the challenge, and was continuously suppressed by Ye Qinghuan's violent attacks.

Extremely uncomfortable.

Ye Qinghuan's killing was extremely decisive, and every sword was aimed at taking Song Longcheng's life.

If you are not careful, you will be separated from yin and yang!

Song Longcheng's face was dripping with sweat.

If he hadn't advanced to the sixth level of Xiantian, he would have been instantly killed by Ye Qinghuan if he met him face to face.

"kill!"

Ye Qinghuan's sword power was so overwhelming that it sent Song Longcheng into an ice cave. It was chilled to the bones. The Xuan Yan Sword surged up, the sword power soared into the sky, and then suddenly fell down, the sword power overwhelming the sky and the earth.

"puff!"

The sword energy swept across, a huge look of horror flashed in Song Longcheng's eyes, and a mouthful of blood spurted out again.

"Support, immediate artillery fire support!"

The frigate moved, and the bullets in the sky were all aimed at Ye Qinghuan, and they suddenly fell down like a rain of flowers.

"rise!"

Ye Qinghuan held up a huge barrier and blocked these bullets, trying to kill Song Longcheng again.

Ye Qinghuan had no intention of letting this guy go, and wanted to kill him in one go.

"Ye Qinghuan, you forced me to do it!"

Song Longcheng suddenly drew his sword!

This is not his original sword, this is a brilliant golden sword. The golden light shines, giving people a feeling not of luxury, but of holiness.

As soon as the huge sword body appeared, there was a soaring sword intent, cold and atmospheric, rising into the sky. Strong winds swept through it, and the surrounding clouds were shaken away.

"Is this a sacred instrument of the Holy See?" Ye Qinghuan frowned slightly.

This feeling is very similar to the holy vessels of the Holy See.

Moreover, it feels more powerful than ordinary holy weapons.

"Ye Qinghuan, how does your sword compare with the peerless sword in my hand?" Song Longcheng shouted coldly, with a cold look in his eyes, "The sword in my hand can be called the first sword in the world, and it aspires to the pinnacle of the world.

, what are you going to fight with me for?"

"It's a pity that Xiaoying and Shadow already have Shadow Swords and don't need this sword anymore." Ye Qinghuan shook his head and said very calmly, "Besides, this sword is not suitable for them."

"It can be used as a prize for seven kills." Ye Qinghuan nodded.

"Ye Qinghuan!" Song Longcheng was furious. What he couldn't stand the most was Ye Qinghuan's coldness and arrogance. Now, being ignored by Ye Qinghuan, he was even more furious.

"Let me show you the power of this sword!"

The huge sword body shines with golden light.

Song Longcheng held the golden sword in his hand and slashed at Ye Qinghuan suddenly. The wind and clouds stirred up, and the sword was as heavy as a ten thousand stone, making the sky collapse.

"cut!"

Ye Qinghuan was also incomparably indifferent, fighting ruthlessly with the sword. The moment the sword light came into contact, there was a tremor in the sky.

They are so powerful, they are all peerless treasures!

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The two were constantly fighting, and bursts of explosions were scattered. Ye Qinghuan was dodging the artillery fire below while fighting against Song Longcheng.

Fortunately, Ye Qinghuan's current strength is no longer comparable to that of the Jiuzhou Mountain period.

"How is it possible? The golden sword in my hand is the number one sword in the world. Why can you fight with me? I don't accept it, I don't accept it!" Song Longcheng shouted excitedly.

The golden sword blade slashed towards Ye Qinghuan again, and Song Longcheng exploded with all his internal power.

Fight to the death.

"Rubbish!"

The flames of Ye Qinghuan's Xuan Yan Sword surged and struck Song Longcheng.

It's freezing cold.

"Boom!"

The swords exchanged, and bright sparks broke out.

"Kacha!"

At this time, the huge golden sword suddenly broke from the middle of the sword body, and became two halves under Song Longcheng's horrified eyes.

"impossible!"

Song Longcheng yelled, his eyes full of horror, but his whole body was blown away by a huge impact.

"puff"

Big mouthfuls of blood were sprayed out by Song Longcheng, not only because of the impact, but also because of the overwhelming anger.

Ye Qinghuan instantly grabbed the golden sword that was broken into two pieces and put it into the space ring. This thing is pretty good on earth.

It is also good to save it for Seven Kills, so it cannot be wasted.

"Little friend, this thing belongs to me, you can't take it." This is an old man walking out in the air.

An old man with blond hair is from Europe.

"your?"

Ye Qinghuan's eyes shone with a cold light.

"Please allow me to introduce myself, the Grand Elder of the Holy See, Karen!" the blond old man said with a slight smile.

"Ha" Ye Qinghuan chuckled.

"Why, little friend, aren't you going to return the weapons of the Holy See?" Grand Elder Karen asked with a frown.

"Not only this sword, but also everything belonging to your Holy See will be mine." Ye Qinghuan shook his head gently, with a calm expression, as if he had everything in mind, "When you show up here, the Holy See's destruction is doomed!"


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