In the distance, Ye Chen watched the eight old men rushing toward him. With a sudden leap, he soared hundreds of feet into the air, and the next moment, looking down at the eight old men below, he shouted, "Come on!"
As his voice faded, he abruptly drew his sword and slashed downward.
A slash to slay immortals! Rip! A beam of sword light plunged straight down from the sky!
Boom!
The moment the sword light hit the ground, it turned into a ball of fiery explosion. Aside from a small few, everyone present was blasted back repeatedly, and even those eight old men were no exception!
Ye Chen landed with his sword in hand, and at that moment, the eight old men charged at him once again.
Seeing this, Ye Chen rushed straight toward them.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang! In the blink of an eye, Ye Chen exchanged countless blows with them, yet those eight old men could do nothing to him! Ye Chen's defense was outrageously monstrous!
This was the terrifying manifestation of a physical body reaching its absolute limit! Suddenly, Ye Chen slashed his sword to the left. One of the old men dodged like lightning, but right as he did, Ye Chen thrust his sword backward into the abdomen of an old man beside him! Thud! The old man let out an instant cry of agony. Clutching his stomach, his entire body doubled over like a cooked shrimp, and a huge hole appeared in his abdomen!
Chapter 1697