However, the Emperor of Heaven was also seriously injured, his body was crumbling, and blood stained his armor red.
The Jinghong Sword flew out of his weak hand, streaked a brilliant light across the starry sky, and fell towards an unknown direction.
The figure of the Emperor of Heaven gradually dimmed and eventually disappeared in the starry sky, leaving behind only endless desolation and that thrilling past.
Ye Chen couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, and a feeling of sadness surged in his heart, as if the Emperor of Heaven who died fighting to protect the world was himself.
Even someone as powerful as the immortal Emperor of Heaven will die in battle because his enemy is too strong.
The world is not as peaceful as he sees. Perhaps there are powerful enemies hiding in places he cannot see.
He looked at the Jinghong sword in his hand and began to mutter to himself.
"So your name is Jinghong! Your meeting with me must be destiny. I will make your name resound throughout the world once again, and live up to the glory of the Emperor of Heaven."
Ye Chen held the Jinghong Sword in his hand, stroked it for a while, and then put it into his body.
As soon as he turned around, he was met with the huge axe that the burly monk was chopping towards him.
Ye Chen sneered, moved his body to the side, and easily dodged the giant axe. At the same time, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the burly monk's throat like lightning.
"you……"
The burly monk's face flushed red, his eyes filled with fear. He had never imagined that this seemingly ordinary young man in front of him actually possessed such terrifying strength.
"If you don't want to die, just hand over your storage bag!"
Ye Chen ignored the burly monk's fear and swept his eyes over the people who were about to attack him.
Everyone was still immersed in the fear of being suppressed by the Emperor Sword. How could they dare to resist? They untied the storage bags around their waists and threw them on the ground.
Ye Chen nodded with satisfaction, put all the items in the storage bag into his pocket, and then disappeared from the spot in a flash.
After Ye Chen left, it took everyone present a while to come back to their senses.
"Damn it! That guy actually took the sword away!"
A monk said with gritted teeth.
"We can't let him get away like this, we have to take the sword back!"
Another person echoed.
At this moment, everyone had completely forgotten the fear they had just felt when being dominated by Ye Chen, and the only thing left in their hearts was the desire for the Emperor Sword.
Everyone took out their communication talismans and passed the message to their fellow disciples, gathering more people to prepare to chase Ye Chen and snatch the Jinghong Sword.
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