Ye Chen's eyes narrowed and he snorted coldly. The Dark Soul-Devouring Slash was a sword move that required the skills of the demon clan to unleash its power.
"The sword breaks the sky!"
Ye Chen tightly grasped the Jinghong Emperor Sword with both hands, shouted loudly, and slashed out the second move of the "Jinghong Nine Styles".
A brilliant golden sword energy burst out from the Jinghong Emperor Sword and met the black sword energy.
"boom!"
The two collided, making a deafening sound. The powerful energy impact caused the entire Baihua Palace to tremble violently.
Dongfang Yao was knocked back dozens of meters by Ye Chen's sword, and only stopped after his back hit a big tree.
"puff!"
Dongfang Yao spat out a mouthful of blood, his breathing was a little confused, and he was seriously injured.
However, Ye Chen stepped out of the space calmly. After he slashed out with the sword, he jumped through space to avoid Dongfang Yao's sword.
Ye Chen put away the Jinghong Emperor Sword and looked at the dying Dongfang Yao, with a cynical arc on the corner of his mouth.
"Tsk tsk tsk, a great immortal, is this all?"
He shook his head, as if expressing regret and also as if expressing ridicule.
Then, Ye Chen summoned the Star Soul Controlling Tower, and with a flash of golden light, Dongfang Yao was suppressed inside.
"Just stay still, old boy."
Ye Chen clapped his hands, turned and walked towards Luo Qingcheng and others.
"Qingcheng, Senior Yao, are you all right?"
He asked with concern.
Luo Qingcheng and Xiaotao both shook their heads, indicating that it was nothing serious.
Only Yao Miaoyi was there, his face pale and with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.
"Senior Miao Yi is seriously injured."
Ye Chen frowned slightly.
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