Seeing this, Ye Luo did not retreat at all and faced him with a sword!

Ding!

The crisp sound of metal collision sounded, and the collision between weapons caused sparks to shine!

Ye Luo's Eternal Sword is still a pseudo-sacred weapon at this time, and has not yet been promoted along with Ye Luo's cultivation.

This one requires Ye Luo to use his own immortal energy to slowly warm it up, and the other one requires the Eternal Holy Soldier to swallow the divine iron.

The more it devours, the faster it evolves.

"You have the cultivation of a saint, but your weapons are fake saint weapons. It seems that you are destined to die here today!"

The blood-clothed elder had very accurate eyesight and could tell on the spot that Ye Luo's weapon was a pseudo-holy weapon. In his opinion, this was a disadvantage of Ye Luo.

And he must seize this disadvantage and attack fiercely!

You must know that although the short sword in the hands of the blood-clothed elder does not look very eye-catching, it is actually a real saint soldier, which is not on the same level as the fake saint soldiers.

"So much nonsense."

Regarding the blood-clothed elder's provocation, Ye Luo didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, and immediately activated the power of eternal principles in his body and attached it to the eternal sword.

Although Ye Luo's weapons are not saint weapons, Ye Luo also has a way to make up for it, and that is to add the power of eternal Tao!

The golden light represents the power of eternal law, which is the most powerful and mysterious existence in the world. It is attached to the weapon blade, making it effortless for the eternal sword to cross levels and suppress the holy soldiers!

"How can this be?"

Suddenly, the blood-clothed elder felt incredible. How could his genuine saint soldier be so indistinguishable from a fake saint soldier?

No...it even means that you can't defeat the opponent!

I can't figure it out, but it's quite depressing.

This is the current mentality of the blood-clothed elder.

The black-robed elder is similar.

Xiao Li was wearing the Hundred Battles Golden Armor, his bloodline power was operating to the limit, and his high-spirited fighting spirit was as real as he punched him one after another.

The black-robed elder's natal holy weapon is also a short sword, while Xiao Li uses his bare hands, but because of the Hundred Battles Golden Armor, his fists are as powerful as the saint soldiers!

The black-robed elder was also very depressed.

Ye Luo and the blood-clothed elder fought all the way from the ground to the void. Between the flash of swords and shadows, the blood-clothed elder was at a disadvantage all the way!

Even so, Ye Luo wanted to kill the blood-clothed elder, but he might not be able to do it for a while.

"Damn it, this is impossible!"

The blood-clothed elder looked surprised and couldn't believe what he saw.

He, a dignified elder of the Blood Flame Sect and a high-level saint, was actually suppressed by Ye Luo, a boy who had just been promoted to the saint realm.

"I can't even take him down!"

Elder Xueyi was depressed, and Ye Luo was also depressed.
Chapter completed!