It was like a god-like figure.

The halo dissipated.

A strong wind blew.

Finally!

The end man!

He wore a blood-red cloak, like the god of death, giving the surroundings desolation and silence.

The appearance is unclear, full of mystery, but it makes people shudder.

Bai Ye opened her eyes, and her eyes were full of fighting spirit.

The person in front of you is very powerful!

He felt it from the moment he stood in front of him.

The pressure he put on him was unmatched even by Emperor Xuanyuan.

To be honest, Bai Ye was not too nervous whether it was against Dugu Wudi, Shengwu or Rakshasa before. He didn't think he would lose, and his strong self-confidence came from the inside out.

But now, he doesn't have much confidence.

There is only the unknown.

But even so, he is not afraid of fighting!

We have gone through so many hardships along the way, how can we be timid here?

"You don't have to worry, I'll let you absorb the Holy Seal of the Sun."

Finally, he said calmly, his voice was hoarse, and he had no intention of taking action.

Bai Ye heard the sound and continued to close his eyes.

Gradually, the halo in his body became stronger and turned into several large circles, rippling around him like ripples.

After about a hundred breaths, all these ripples sank into his body and disappeared.

Bai Ye took a deep breath and stood up.

The two stood opposite each other, looking at each other.

Almost at the same time, people on both continents were breathing heavily.

Are you about to start?

In the end, he did not use his weapon. His hands were buried in the large cloak. Only a pair of feet could be seen from his whole body. Other than that, everything was blood red.

"Are you ready?" Zhanyan said calmly.

"It's time to start."

Bai Ye pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword.

"Okay!" Zhanyan nodded: "I'll give you three moves."

"let?"

Bai Ye was stunned for a moment.

Countless people had said these words to him, almost all of whom did not understand his strength, and were finally subdued by him with one move.

And now, when he has finally slaughtered all the Killing Gods and holds the Death Dragon Sword in his hand, he still says these words to himself...

Is he so confident in himself?

Bai Ye took a breath, activated his Qingfeng robe, and moved his feet slightly.

Whoosh!

The man disappeared in an instant and appeared behind the end, and the Immortal Killing Sword slashed at his neck fiercely.

clang!

At this time, a strange scene appeared.

Then he saw the sharp-edged magic sword suddenly stopped just when it was about to cut his flesh.

Bai Ye stared at it, his pupils tightened.

I saw Su Yan suddenly raise his hand, clamping the blade of the sword firmly with two fingers, and the huge force prevented the blade from entering even half an inch.

"Too weak!"

Finally, he said calmly and flicked his fingers.

Boom!

The arrogant power shocked Bai Ye and kept retreating.

But at the moment when he retreated, Bai Ye's steps froze, the general momentum and imperial aura filled the air, the suppression was over, and at the same time, the Immortal-Slaying Sword struck again.

"Change your move! It's useless!"

Finally, he whispered, his fingers were like lightning, and he clamped the sword firmly.

The sword cannot come near.

"good!"
Chapter completed!