Several elders and worshippers were directly vomited blood.

The little divine realm trash, they can even fart something, not only ask them to take action with more than fifty holy realm powerhouses, but also ask them to use their weapons to do their best.

Is this arguing them on purpose? Do you want to make them angry to death?

"Young Master Liu." Even Ning Wanrong was going crazy, and she was confused and almost fainted.

Is Liu Le just looking for death? Isn’t it good to live?

Swish.

The elders and priests all took out their long swords and big swords, and stared at Liu Le in anger.

Their power was injected into the long sword and the big sword. The level 100-level spiritual weapons immediately flashed out all kinds of light, trembling and roaring, like bloodthirsty beasts, who had already stared at Liu Le.

"Okay, we won't hold back."

"Since you want to die, we are willing to become a beauty."

"Liu Le, thank you."

"As soon as you die, we have avenged the second elder and the nineteenth worshippers."

"Although they were killed by the Valley Lord, it was because of you that the Valley Lord killed them."

"Diet!"

They waved their long swords and big swords with ferocious faces, and tried their best to kill Liu Le together.

"Soul-Devouring Sword."

"The Breaking Sky Sword."

"Three-style water-pulling sword to destroy the sky."

"Mad Blood Knife."

They all used their own unique skills and martial arts, exerting 200% force.

For a moment, the wind was heard everywhere, and the sky was filled with swords and swords, and even the sky was hard to see clearly.

Those extremely dazzling sword flowers and sword flowers swept towards Liu Le like hurricanes.

Liu Le was like a fragile leaf, as if he was about to turn into powder.

At this moment, Ning Wanrong's face was pale and she was extremely nervous.

Because even she couldn't save Liu Le.

Under that extremely powerful pressure, even she felt that she was very thin and had to retreat.

More than fifty old monsters at the peak of the holy realm took all their strength together. The power was so terrifying, extremely terrifying.

Liu Lejue had no chance of survival, not even a slight chance of survival.

"Liu Le, you bastard, what should I do if you die?"

Ning Wanrong was very angry. It was Liu Le who gave her hope for life. Now Liu Le has ruined her hope with his own hands.

But she was also helpless because Liu Le insisted on seeking death, so she couldn't stop him.

She had never seen anyone as determined to die like Liu Le.

At this moment, her tears rolled down.

It’s not that I am sad about Liu Le’s tragic death, but that I am sad for myself.

She was sympathizing with herself, and she was sad about her tragic fate.

At the same time, among the dense sword flowers and sword flowers, Liu Lezheng smiled.

Not panic at all.

There were even some surprises.

Because even if these more than fifty peak-level powerful men in the holy realm tried their best, they would not be able to leave scars on him.

Even if he doesn't fight back, these people can't kill him.

Because they can only exert more than 200 million kilograms of strength, at most no more than 300 million kilograms.

These powers cannot break Liu Le's physical defense at all. The second level of defense (Yan Yan's body refining) allows him to completely ignore the attacks of these peak elders and worshippers of the holy realm.

Liu Le wanted to stand there and let these people use their strength to attack him.

However, these forces could break his clothes.
Chapter completed!