Monk versus monk, martial artist versus martial artist.
Ye Haoran's eyes were deep as he looked at the foreign enemies rushing into the city gate frantically in the distance, and his aura was restrained to the extreme.
"Everyone, kill!"
As his voice rang out, Ye Haoran's gaze changed and he turned to look towards the assertion in the sky.
The next moment.
His aura became extremely sharp, and he instantly disappeared from the spot and shot directly into the sky.
Ye Haoran's sword is sharp and unstoppable.
As the knife was unsheathed, his body quickly shriveled up.
This single blow consumed all his strength and energy.
Ye Haoran wants to use all his strength to unleash the ultimate sword.
This is his way!
Not to survive in disgrace, but to die with honor.
Any enemy that stands in his way will either die, he or the enemy will die.
As a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, Duan Yan had a sharp sense and noticed everything immediately, but Ye Haoran was very fast, and he had hidden his aura before, so by the time Duan Yan reacted, Ye Haoran had already arrived less than three meters in front of him.
"court death!"
Judgment sneered: "You dare to attack me when you are only in the early stage of Jindan."
He raised his hand and slammed out directly. A terrifying wave swept over, and the scorching fire wave seemed to burn everything to ashes.
Ye Haoran looked fearless, he didn't even think about resisting.
With this move, he was aiming for a one-for-one exchange.
He passed through the waves of fire. His shriveled body was cracked in many places, without a trace of moisture. The skin in many parts of his body had fallen off, revealing the white bones.
"cut!"
Ye Haoran used all his strength and roared loudly, the sound was deafening, and the knife in his hand chopped down straight.
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