"Come on, come on, die. We were so badly killed by Xu Chen!"

The giant swordsman said in a trembling voice.

The others struggled to hold on and remained silent.

"Have you only got one palm? Then today I will cut your hand!"

Xu Chen's voice spread all over the place.

Everyone's pupils were shrunk into needles.

"Arrogant!"

A cold voice came down.

Immediately afterwards.

The huge palm, as big as a mountain, was wrapped in a strong demonic energy and slapped at Xu Chen angrily.

"Push tent..."

The void collapsed inch by inch.

"Huh~"

Xu Chen slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the sword intent exploded in an instant. At this moment, his sword's artistic conception rose to an unprecedented level.

The extremely sharp aura spread out from inside his body.

He was like a sword.

A sharp sword unsheathed.

Extremely sharp.

"This breath, his sword intent, has reached the tenth level of perfection?"

Feeling the sword's artistic conception emitted by Xu Chen's body, the giant swordsman's face changed drastically, and he looked like he was seeing a ghost.

The sword intent is perfect.

The realm he dreamed of.

The realm that I have never reached for hundreds of years, but today he saw it in a young warrior.

While being hit hard, I was also jealous.

The fire of jealousy almost burned him.

How unfair is God!

I think he is one of the nine swordsmen in the Demon Sea, but in the end he finds that he is not even as good as a junior warrior.

Xu Chen held the Fire Rhino Sword tightly in his hands, and endless powerful spiritual power injected into the Fire Rhino Sword. As he shouted softly, he slashed out with a sword.
Chapter completed!