Chapter 2021 The Three Swords Don’t Die

"God will want you to be defeated, how can you allow you to be rampant? Now, you still don't stop!"

The son of the gods was disgusting and courageous. Suddenly, with one hand, he grabbed Huo Xiaoling's neck, making Huo Xiaoling groan in pain.

Ye Tian could not continue to slash Tuoba at any rate, and he could only watch Tuoba, devouring the Divine Sword again, recovering his injuries, and recovering his peak combat power.

As Tuoba said, as long as there is a sword, Tuoba, who has an innate sword body, will have a continuous power.

But Ye Tian was unable to take action at this time.

Although they have been together for a short time, Ye Tian has long regarded Huo Xiaoling as a friend.

With a slight pause, Ye Tian had already turned around decisively and stared at the Son of God Jutian with a monstrous murderous intent, "Limit your three breaths and let her go, otherwise, I want your entire clan to die!"

boom!

The state of transforming into a demon has not yet been lifted. At this time, Ye Tian was really like the angry demon god. He had one thought to destroy the world.

Facing the demon-like eyes, even the Son of the God of Heaven felt his heart beating wildly and his whole body was chilling, just thinking about the threat of Ye Tian's growth.

The eyes of the Son of the Heavenly God suddenly became firmer again. As the Son of the Heavenly God, even if he died, he could not let a human demon rise in front of him.

If you can kill it, you must not be ruthless!

"Of the surname Ye, listen well. If you want this girl to survive, you can, unless you dare to stand there and take the three moves of Brother Tuoba! After the three moves, this son of God guarantees the reputation of the Jutian clan to release people. If not, then you will watch her die with your own eyes!"

Without giving Ye Tian any room for thinking, he raised the Son of God and suddenly began to force his arm.

Although Huo Xiaoling kept shaking her head, she was pinched and couldn't speak, her face began to lose blood and became pale.

In the distance, the roar of the Fire Ancestor was even heard, but he was helpless. Under the obstruction of the Dark Night God Palace, they could not get close at all, let alone save people.

Ye Tian could only sigh and stare at the Son of God Jutian with a cold look, saying, "Remember your words, after three moves, if you dare to break your promise, no matter where you escape, I will kill you!"

"Hmph, young man threatens this Son of God. Now I am the Lord and you are a guest. If you don't quickly put down the magic sword in your hand, I will only count three times!"

clang!

Ye Tian didn't say anything, but just held back his anger and murderous intent and inserted the ancient magic sword on the ground. In the end, he couldn't watch Huo Xiaoling die with his own eyes.

"Hahahaha, what a sword demon from the sky? You have compromised in front of this son of god. Now Brother Tuoba, it depends on you whether he can kill him."

The Son of God raised the heaven and laughed wildly.

The injured Tuoba also had an unexpected and surprise in his eyes, "Okay, Ye Tian, ​​you are very strong, but you are still too soft after all. Now, die, the Sword of Dusk!"

Boom!

At the peak state, with the warrior weapon again, the power of Tuoba's sword is too terrifying. If there is an ancient magic sword, Ye Tian can still withstand some of the power.

But in order to put out the fire, he abandoned the sword without using it, and immediately felt the horror of the sword of dusk. Before he could even reach his body, the palpitations of death appeared in his heart.

When the sword light really fell, Ye Tian, ​​as well as the surrounding void, was stabbed into a huge void crack.

The endless void storm was blowing violently.

But at the center of the storm, Ye Tian looked cold and stood with his hands behind his back. Blood was shook from the corner of his mouth, but on his body, the purple gold war spirit, was dazzling, shining like stars.

"How is it possible? Without the ancient magic sword, why is his immortal war body still so strong?"

The two god ancestors of the Fengyun Divine Palace were both terrifying, and Ye Tian’s immortal war body completely subverted their cognition.

Tuoba's face turned completely distorted. You know, just now, he had a full sword, but in the end, it just made Ye Tian spit blood?

Unforgivable.

"But the stronger you are, the more I want to kill you. I am the king of swords, I am the invincible swordsmanship, devour all the sword body!"

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Suddenly, all the divine swords around Tuoba were wailing and trembling, and were swallowed by Tuoba's innate sword body. The devouration of hundreds of divine swords made Tuoba a little unable to bear it. The blue veins on his forehead ruptured and his blood vessels began to burst.

Only his eyes were full of astonishing murderous intent, "Ye Tian, ​​take my strongest killer move, in the evening! Wow!"

The unbearable force made Tuoba's blood gush, but the dusk light burst out from the warriors made the entire world tear a huge crack.

Then the crack continued to expand and came to Ye Tian in an instant, and was about to cut Ye Tian's entire body from this world.

Fearing that Ye Tian would resist or dodge, he raised the Son of God, so he simply stretched out one hand and two hands together to snatch Huo Xiaoling's neck as a threat.

In Ye Tian's heart, anger erupted like a volcano, but his body remained motionless, allowing the momentary twilight that contained the power of hundreds of divine swords to slash down.

In an instant, the world behind Ye Tian was torn apart by the dusk, and only Ye Tian's body was still standing steadily in the void.

"Stop it, he blocked it again!"

"Impossible, how could the defense of the immortal war body be as strong as that?

Fortunately, his combat body is finally going to be broken!"

However, it was this sword that finally cut Ye Tian’s purple gold war spirit out of dense cracks. It was also this crack that made the three divine ancestors ecstatic and shouted together, "It is now, Tuoba Son, take advantage of his illness and kill him!"

kill!

Regardless of his own backlash, Tuoba raised his sword again, and then the third Dusk Sword erupted again. Although the third sword was not as powerful as the second sword, it still made the Zijin War Gang unable to bear it anymore and exploded. Ye Tian couldn't help but spit out a large mouthful of blood, and his steps were about to retreat.

But when Ye Tian's eyes suddenly became sharp again when he thought of Huo Xiaoling who was caught and the three divine ancestors who were eyeing him.

He swallowed the blood that poured into his throat back, and his shaking body also stood up again, "Is this your sword?"

If you can't kill me while you are in danger, do you deserve a sword?

You have wasted the innate sword body!"

"There is also the Son of the God of Heaven. Now that the three swords have passed, are you still not letting go?"

After enduring the injury, Ye Tian suddenly turned around and roared loudly.

This roar also infected many warriors present, especially those who had received the favor of Ye Tian and entered Shengxi.

They also roared, "Yes, let go, let go!"

"Bullying a woman, raising the Son of God in Heaven, what kind of hero are you?"
Chapter completed!