The First Elder let out a furious roar, his eyes bulging and crisscrossed with bloodshot veins. Like a ferocious monster, he lunged fiercely at Ye Chen.
Without a word of nonsense, Ye Chen swung the Red Sword once again.
In the span of a single breath, he struck dozens of consecutive times. Qi swirls churned around his arms and circulated through his entire body, with every single sword strike representing the peak of his power.
Chapter 535