Jiu Ying, the young master of the Ghoul Sect, snorted coldly, "If I had known earlier, I would've made the first move. Now, this guy has taken the advantage!"
"Die, brat!"
The bloody glow that Pink Prince released swept towards Ye Chen as it covered the sky. At the same time, his cold laughter was heard, "Who told you to take something that you shouldn't have?!"
Clang!
Ye Wushuang's sword in Ye Chen's hand suddenly unleashed a torrential sword intent. The sword gleam pierced the sky and slashed down.
"Sword intent! This person has actually comprehended sword intent!"
In that instant, Pink Prince's face changed. He gritted his teeth and shouted, "Blood nerve, onto the next level, blood fiend body!"
Bang…
Before he could use the blood fiend body, a sword gleam slashed over, and he hurriedly dodged. Even so, he still cried out tragically as an arm flew through the air. His body flew backward, and blood sprayed from his arm.
