A sound of sucking cold air sounded around. Obviously, this person's heart vein was already injured under Ye Wuse's sword, and this was the result of Ye Wuse's mercy. Otherwise, as long as the sword pierced the heart vein and the holy energy was vomited, this person would not have life.

This is the strong man of the sixth grade of Emperor Saint who was defeated by Ye Wuse's sword with one sword, and he relied on his mercy to save his life. How powerful should Ye Wuse's strength be?

Looking at Ye Wuse again, seeing the six golden holy beads flashing between his eyebrows, of course there was no more worry on their faces, only deep shock was left!

The Sixth-rank Emperor Saint! This young man with a handsome face and looks more handsome than Luo Enen, turned out to be the Sixth-rank Emperor Saint.

However, even if he is both the sixth grade of Emperor Saint, it is not easy to defeat a strong man of the same level with one sword. His real combat power is obviously not as simple as the surface.

If it weren't for seeing it with your own eyes, who would have imagined that such a young and handsome young man would have such terrifying strength.

Ye Wuse seemed to have not noticed the shock in everyone's eyes, and his expression was still calm and calm. He looked at the tall and thin man cross-legged for a few glances, withdrew his sword and retreated.

Only then did everyone suppress their ups and downs like a tide and look at another battle situation.

Not far away, the fat white man and another middle-aged man also fought. The middle-aged man had a strong body and a dark face, which was in sharp contrast to the fat white man.

In contrast, the fight between them was not so dangerous. The two of them just held the long swords tightly, slashing at each other with one sword after another.

Six golden holy beads appeared between their eyebrows.

It turns out that not only Ye Wuse, this fat man is actually a powerful man of the sixth grade of Emperor Saint.

Fortunately, the fat white man did not hear their inner screams, otherwise he would have been crying in a grief and anger: What does it mean? It seems that my cultivation level is so incredible that I have reached the Sixth Level of the Emperor Saint. Why? Ye Wuse has reached the Sixth Level of the Emperor Saint, and I have reached the Sixth Level of the Emperor Saint, but it is because I am a fat person? Please, who says that fat people must be full of mind, fat people have mediocre qualifications, and fat people have human rights, okay?

Of course, Fatty White didn't know the surprise in everyone's heart, so he remained calm, one sword, another sword, and another sword, constantly slashing each other head-on.

In just a moment, the two fought dozens of swords.

In the eyes of ordinary saints, their sword skills are mysterious, but in the eyes of everyone present, their sword skills are much worse than Ye Wuse and the tall and thin man. Of course, they are both the top skills of Wuji Shengtian. If they have their shortcomings, they have their own strengths. Although they are not as exquisite as Ye Wuse and the tall and thin man’s sword skills, no matter the fat white and fat white Big Dipper Ba Tian or the great Dao Qiantian Sword Qiankun, the power in the sword is stronger.

What the two of them are competing now is not because of their exquisite sword skills, but purely the power of the sword.

"Boom, boom..." Sword lights collided in the sky, making a muffled thunderous sound, the sky was surging, and the earth was trembling under my feet.

Everyone's hearts also fluctuated with the loud sounds.

Because the competition between the two was too simple and direct, it felt like there were not many skills or any dangers. So at the beginning, everyone didn't care much and focused on the decisive battle between Ye Wuse and the tall and thin man. Now, if you look closely at the competition between the fat white man and the strong black man, they realized that they were thinking too simple.
Chapter completed!