Ye Chen's eyes narrowed when he heard the other party's words.
Someone wanted him dead?
Who was this person?
The first thing he thought of was Ling Yun. However, he did not have time to dwell on the matter.
He drew his saber.
As for the Blood Demon Sword, the person in front of him was not worthy of dying by its blade!
Qi Xiu looked at the saber in Ye Chen's hand and his eyes flashed. He had heard that Ye Chen used his fists to fight, and that his physical body was extremely powerful.
Why was he using a saber now?
Still, now was not the time to think about it. A blood-red phantom appeared behind him, emitting waves of nomological power.
His cultivation was also rising rapidly, and his aura even surpassed that of a Creation realm expert!
This was the advantage of being a member of a foreign clan!
