My Simping System

The splendid and grand bronze palace is full of straight and sharp cracks.

In the empty palace, the bleak sword intent is still diffused in the air, and it has not disappeared for a long time.

"The promised three palms..."

"Ye An, the revenge of the broken arm, absolutely irreconcilable!"

Chen Che one-knee Kneels ground, complexion pale, blood dyed with his broken arm reddened his black clothed suit.

If it weren't for the old burning Strength of Divine Consciousness at the critical moment, he would really be planted under that sword, together with the Divine Consciousness, the soul flew away and scattered.

How could this be?

Obviously until now, it is still smooth, but for some reason, there was an accident today.

This is the first time Chen Che has noticed the crisis of death.

"Who told you that? If you really want to hold three palms, that's okay?"

"Look, I threw away with this sword, at most All you need is an arm."

Ye An gently brushed the sword of Sword Rainbow Sword.

Such a sword of Heaven Grade low grade, just after severing Chen Che's arm...

There was an extremely slight gap.

Child of Destiny is nothing more than Body Tempering Realm.

Although it is in a fantasy world and does not talk about science, the situation at the moment is really unscientific.

"Disciple, stick to it for a while."

"Perhaps his sword qi affected the surrounding bans, so the teacher can detect... the dead demonic cultivator is gradually going to Resurrection!"

"When the time comes, let's take advantage of the chaos to go to the cultivation space! Don't let Holy Son of the Holy Temple follow up."

At this time, Chen Lao Suddenly the voice came.

Ye An has learned some divine techniques. In terms of his own setting, he is also a character in the later stage.

The Divine Consciousness sound transmission between Chen Lao and Chen Che privately, but he heard clearly.

The so-called cultivation space is like that...similar to the special setting of a day in the sky and a year underground.

This pair of master and disciple, if it weren't for bad weather, they would have been killed by that sword.

"I want to resurrect, continue to lie down."

The voice fell, Ye An threw Sword Rainbow Sword.

"xiu——!"

The sharp sword stroked shatter void again, leaving a straight and sharp rainbow.

Chen Che only heard Chen Lao's words, and he understood, but he saw that the sword was already moving.

He immediately thought secretly and was about to dodge, but suddenly realized...

The sword did not come at him, but moved towards sit cross-legged demonic Cultivator Skeleton cut off.

Boom——

The majestic Spiritual Qi wind and waves spread all around like a tide, and the sharp sword intent permeated the sky.

Chen Che turned around abruptly, his eyes widened, "The demonic cultivator was—"

The skeleton body was crushed into white powder by sword qi, which was immediately blown by the sword wind. Drifting around.

Only the magic pill that condensed the essence of the demonic cultivator is still there, but there are more cracks on the surface.

"How many years have people died, and hope that a dead person will help you escape."

"You don't think that your luck is so good, right?"

The sound came from all directions, making it difficult to distinguish the location.

In the next instant, Ye An silhouette flashed suddenly and cut with a sword.

Chen Che immediately complexion greatly changed. He stepped back a few steps and wanted to fight back, but it was too late.

"It's..."

Subconsciously, he closed his eyes subconsciously.

The whistling sword wind assaults the senses, making his face hurt.

"Disciple, go fast, don't care about me!"

At the crucial moment, the old figure suddenly appeared.

The majestic Strength of Divine Consciousness is burning at this moment, and the body formed by the white mist is constantly growing.

Boom——

The sword qi and the violent Spiritual Qi all fell on the old and sturdy body, forcibly blocked.