At this moment, Ouyang Xuan's aura surged, his eyes were red, his face was ferocious, and he had fallen into madness.

His eyes were full of resentment as he looked at Ye Chen through the dust.

"Ye Chen, you bastard, give me your life!"

He took advantage of the moment when Ye Chen and Huangfu Hongzhen threw out the holy-level talismans and suddenly dodged and jumped up.

The long sword in his hand condensed all the power after burning the essence and blood, turning into a cold light, piercing Ye Chen's vital point at the back of the heart.

Ouyang Chuchu had been keeping an eye on Ouyang Xuan, but she didn't notice that he had secretly used the secret method of burning blood to launch a sudden attack on Ye Chen.

At this moment, she had a deep understanding of Ye Chen's strength. Even the fatal blow of a saint could only match his.

Ouyang Xuan's action is tantamount to seeking death!

"Xiaoxuan, don't!"

Ouyang Chuchu screamed and jumped up, trying to stop Ouyang Xuan.

But it's too late!

Ouyang Xuan's speed reached the extreme as his blood and essence burned, and he was behind Ye Chen in the blink of an eye.

The low-level holy sword that was flashing with cold light was about to pierce Ye Chen's body.

"Humph, you're looking for death!"

Ye Chen sneered coldly, and without even turning his head, he stabbed backward with his sword.

The movements are as fast as lightning.

“Puff!”

Ouyang Xuan's forward figure suddenly stopped, his face full of surprise and disbelief.

The Jinghong sword pierced through his chest, and bright red blood was dripping from the tip of the sword.

"don't want!"

Ouyang Chuchu let out a shrill scream, as if struck by lightning, and her delicate body trembled violently.

Although Ouyang Xuan is only her cousin, he is the most talented person among the younger generation of the Ouyang family.

He is the successor that the Ouyang family has fully trained, otherwise they would not have given him the holy sword that even the Immortal Emperor is not qualified to have.

Ouyang Xuan grew up following Ouyang Chuchu, and the two have a very deep relationship.

Ouyang Chuchu couldn't accept that Ouyang Xuan died in front of her like this.

Ye Chen ignored Ouyang Chuchu's cries, without a trace of pity on his face.

He is not a kind-hearted saint.

The people of the ancient clan committed many evil things and even killed several of his brothers. This blood feud is irreconcilable.

Leaving anyone alive? Absolutely impossible!

Ye Chen suddenly raised his foot and kicked Ouyang Xuan out.

"Bang!"

Ouyang Xuan flew backwards, the holy sword fell from his hand, blood gushed out of his mouth, drawing a bright red arc in the air.

Ye Chen's eyes were cold, and he pointed his left hand like a sword, pointing at Ouyang Xuan who was kicked away.

"Nirvana."

A gray ball of the law of annihilation shot out from Ye Chen's fingertips and instantly caught up with Ouyang Xuan who was flying backwards, wrapping him up completely.

Before Ouyang Xuan could even let out a scream, his body melted into powder bit by bit.

The soul is destroyed!

"No!"

Ouyang Chuchu's eyes were red with anger, and tears flowed out of her eyes like pearls from a broken string.

His face was filled with grief and despair.

Ouyang Xuan is her most beloved cousin.

He was just hit by Ye Chen's sword. If he is brought back to the clan, there is still a glimmer of hope with the ancient clan's heritage.

But Ye Chen, the executioner, is cruel and ruthless.

He actually beat Ouyang Xuan into ashes, without even a trace of his soul left.

Ouyang Chuchu's originally clear and beautiful eyes suddenly turned red as if blood was about to drip out.

Ye Chen's cruelty completely ignited the hatred in her heart.

She stared at Ye Chen intently, with murderous intent in her eyes, wanting to grind Ye Chen into ashes.

But at this moment, Ye Chen frowned slightly.

The powerful divine sense scanned the devastated mountain top several times.

After Huangfu Hongzhen threw out the holy talisman, he took advantage of Ouyang Xuan's attack to sneak away.

A cold light flashed in Ye Chen's eyes. The monk can escape, but the temple cannot. He will destroy the ancient clan sooner or later.

"Ugh!"

At this moment, Ouyang Chuchu behind Ye Chen roared with tremendous anger.

"Buzz!"

A violent aura burst out from her delicate body.

The blood-red flames burned fiercely on her body, making her look weird and cruel.

In the midst of overwhelming hatred, she also activated the secret method of burning blood.

The aura on his body rose wildly, and in the blink of an eye it became several times stronger than before.

"Ye Chen!"

Ouyang Chuchu's voice was as cold as the Netherworld's ice, filled with irreconcilable murderous intent and hatred.

"You dare to kill my brother! I want you to pay with your life!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Ouyang Chuchu turned into a stream of blood-red light, and the magic sword in her hand stabbed towards Ye Chen's back.

"snort!"

Ye Chen turned around coldly, looking at the bloody figure rushing towards him, with a disdainful arc on the corner of his mouth.

Since Ouyang Xuan and the ancient clan have chosen to stand against the fairy world, they are seeking their own death and cannot blame others.

"You don't know your own limitations!"

Ye Chen did not hesitate and slashed at Ouyang Chuchu who was attacking with all her strength.

There has long been an irreconcilable blood feud between him and the ancient clan.

Ye Chen attacked without mercy, and this sword was meant to kill.

The terrifying eternal sword intent, wrapped in the power of the law of chaos, rushed towards Ouyang Chuchu, whose blood and essence were burning.

"boom!"

Ye Chen's sword, which was intended to kill, collided fiercely with Ouyang Chuchu's sword.

“Crack!”

The long sword in Ouyang Chuchu's hand let out a wail as it could not bear the weight.

The sword was instantly covered with dense spider-web-like cracks, and then it shattered into pieces.

The residual power of the Jinghong Sword still slashed at Ouyang Chuchu with destructive force.

"puff!"

A mouthful of boiling blood spurted out of Ouyang Chuchu's mouth, and the whole person flew backwards like a strong wind.

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