Ye Chen suddenly launched an attack.
The Xiaoxiang Mengyinghan in his hand swept towards the three frightened old men.
Feeling the murderous intent coming, the three old men were shocked.
They never expected that this little bastard who had been hiding in the dark would actually dare to show up on his own initiative.
What they didn't expect was that a mere virtual immortal realm would dare to attack their three true immortals at the same time.
In such horror, they forgot to fight back and defend for a moment.
It was not until the shadow came right before their eyes that the three of them woke up from their dream and hastily circulated their immortal energy to resist.
Unfortunately, Ye Chen was too fast.
“Puff!”
An old man hastily swung his sword to block Xiaoxiang Mengying's frontal attack.
But he only felt a chill on his right arm.
An arm covered in blood has already risen into the sky.
"ah!"
Severe pain instantly swept through his body, and the old man in black robe let out a heart-wrenching roar!
"With this little ability, you still dream of snatching the holy weapon?"
Ye Chen snorted coldly, his eyes full of disdain and ridicule.
Seeing their companion being severely injured in an instant, the remaining two old men also woke up completely at this moment.
They knew in their hearts that escape was impossible and this evil star would never let them go.
Fear was replaced by ruthlessness.
Only by fighting hard and killing this boy may there be a glimmer of hope.
"kill!"
"Fight him!"
The two old men looked at each other, roared angrily, and attacked Ye Chen fiercely, waving their swords.
The sharp sword light tore through the void, carrying the determination to kill.
Ye Chen's eyes were calm, and he dodged the two sword beams with ease with a flash of his body.
At the same time, he waved the Xiaoxiang Mengying in his hand continuously.
“Whoosh! Whoosh!”
Two sharp fan shadows shot towards the two old men like lightning.
The two old men were shocked when they saw this and quickly swung their swords to block.
“Clang! Clang!”
Amid the sound of metal clashing, the fan shadow dissipated, and the two old men were shocked so much that their blood surged and their arms became numb.
And at this moment, the old man with the broken arm seized the opportunity.
He endured the severe pain from his broken arm, grasped the sword with his only remaining left hand, and stabbed Ye Chen's back fiercely.
Ye Chen didn't even turn his head and waved Xiaoxiang Mengying in his hand backwards.
"when!"
The old man's sword was directly knocked away by Ye Chen before the old man could make any reaction.
A cold fan shadow passed across his chest.
“Puff!”
The fan shadow pierced his heart directly, bringing out a cloud of blood mist.
"puff!"
The old man suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.
He stared at Ye Chen with his eyes wide open, his face full of unwillingness.
"How...how...is it possible..."
Before he could finish his words, the light in his eyes quickly faded, and all life force was gone.
His body fell straight back.
"No!"
"Third Elder!"
The two remaining old men witnessed their companion's tragic death again and were heartbroken.
Raging fear and anger instantly filled their chests.
"Fight him!!"
Fear instead aroused their final madness.
The two men's eyes were red, and they mobilized all their spiritual power, waving their swords and slashing towards Ye Chen.
The sword light tore through the air, making a sharp scream.
Facing the crazy attacks of the two, Ye Chen's expression was as calm as water.
Xiaoxiang Mengying moved as her heart desired, her steps were mysterious, and her figure shuttled through the sword light like a ghost.
“Ding-dang-dang!”
For a moment, the sword light and the fan shadow intertwined, the murderous aura was filled, and the scene was intense.
Ye Chen was at ease, while the two old men were burning their lives and fighting like trapped beasts.
At this moment, Ye Chen's figure seemed to stagnate, revealing a flaw.
One of the old men's eyes suddenly lit up and he seized this fleeting opportunity.
“Die!”
He roared angrily, poured all the remaining spiritual power in his body into the sword, and slashed at Ye Chen's "flaw".
The sharp sword energy instantly cut Ye Chen's figure in half.
It worked. A hint of ecstasy flashed through the old man’s heart.
However, the next moment, the joy on his face froze.
There was no blood gushing out as imagined.
The severed figure began to become illusory, and finally, completely dissipated into the air.
Afterimage!
The old man's pupils shrank, and a chill rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
Oh no, alarm bells rang in his heart, and he was about to die. Just when he reacted,
A cold murderous intent came from behind him, and Ye Chen's figure appeared behind him silently.
Xiaoxiang's dream shadow was like the god of death's scythe, slashing towards his neck.
"careful!"
The other old man's eyes were bloodshot and he let out a roar.
Without thinking, he immediately swung his sword to rescue, but it was too late.
Ye Chen’s speed was too fast.
The old man who was attacked didn't have time to dodge.
Phew!
The sharp fan had already cut off his head.
Blood spurted out from the broken neck like a fountain, dyeing the sky red.
The last remaining old man watched helplessly as his last companion was also beheaded.
The fear in my heart reached its peak.
The desire to survive made him burst out with his last bit of strength.
He doesn't want to die!
He still has a bright future! He can't die here!
"ah!"
The old man let out a hysterical roar, his voice was shrill.
"Little bastard! I'm going to fight you! Die!"
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