A powerful man of the sixth level of the Galaxy flew out of the island.

"It's the Holy Son of Seven Kills. He is a ruthless man. He kills people without blinking an eye. He has a sixth-level cultivation of Galaxy and a blood-drinking magic sword. Along the way, many of the genius saints have died in his hands.

Hundreds of them, many of the Holy Sons did not even have time to crush the Order of the Holy Son, and died under his sword!"

The Seven Kills Saint Son's eyes narrowed, seeming to be focused on the divine sword in Chen Yuan's hand.

"good!"

"It's actually the pinnacle level seven civilization divine sword?"

"How do you, a child of the third level of the Galaxy, deserve to possess such a peerless divine sword? It's such a waste of natural resources!"

"I will give you a chance. If you hand over the divine sword, I will spare your life for the time being. I will not care about your fault of destroying the barrier of the heritage island!"

The Seven Kills Saint Son looked indifferently.

His voice was calm, but there was an unquestionable flavor in his tone.

The two divine swords merged again and became the pinnacle level seven civilization divine sword.

Although Chen Yuan had already refined and recognized the master before, he had the right to control it.

But the spiritual imprint of the re-fused Divine Sword will be diluted.

It needs to be refined again!

This is the perfect time to grab the artifact.

No one else dares to go up.

But he dared to kill the Holy Son seven times because he didn’t know Mr. Yan at all!

I only know that the boy in front of me is only at the third level of Galaxy?

Even if he holds the seventh-level civilized sword, he may not be his opponent!
Chapter completed!