It was not a good feeling when performing the Minor Blood Demon Body Separating Great Art. Ye Chen could feel his whole body’s Qi and blood start to burn, bringing up waves of needle-pinning pain. As the time went on, even with his super endurance, one could still see the cold sweat on his forehead.
"Kill!"
Turning around his body, a bloody line was drawn across the sky. All of a sudden, Ye Chen appeared above the middle-aged masked man, stabbing his sword down at him.
"You are looking for death!"
The middle-aged man came back to reality as a horrifying killing vibe appeared in his eyes. He threw out a fist with burning flame towards Ye Chen.
Booom!
The clouds had been vaporized away. Looking down from high up in the sky, it looked as if the sky had been punctured with a huge hole. The edge of the hole was filled with burning flame and lightning.
