At last, perhaps with the aid of the Heaven-severing Demon Sword and Void Divine Body, a pyrrhic victory was possible.
But to suppress the other party, the strength was far from sufficient.
Chen Fan's expression shifted slightly as he also communicated via telepathy, "I am the cousin of Ye Hao from the Capital Heaven Night Clan, Night Wind."
"Shen Nuo, do you not recognize me?"
"How audacious!" The voice of Shen Nuo from the Angel Divine Race exploded in Chen Fan's mind, "Prince Ye Hao has no cousin named Night Wind!"
"Who on earth are you?"
"And how do you know my name?!"
The swords furiously attacking Chen Fan surged in brilliance and velocity!
Even though they still passed through Chen Fan's body as if piercing through a mere shadow.
But Chen Fan was already feeling pain...
His strength was being steadily eroded by those swords!
Indeed, the Angel Divine Race, one of the strongest clans in the vast Divine Domain, did have some tricks up its sleeve...
