Therefore, facing Chu Tianqi's offensive, Ye Qingtian was already scarred.

A series of sword marks stained his entire body.

boom!

There was another bang.

Chu Qitian's majestic palm smashed down angrily like Mount Tai was pressing down on the top.

Even if Ye Qingtian used Tianfan Palm, he was still instantly sent flying.

The body weighing more than a hundred catties, like a cannonball, knocked over rocks, broke vegetation, and finally fell hard on the ground.

The dark red blood stained the half of the sky of Yunding Mountain red!

"Mars!"

"Mr. Ye!"

On Yunding Mountain, seeing Ye Qingtian's scarred appearance, countless people shed tears on the spot.

But Chu Qitian was full of pride and arrogance.

"Hahaha"

"Is this Yan Xia's No. 1 powerhouse?"

"Under this young master's hands, he is nothing more than a chicken and a dog."

"Yanxia still claims to be the country where martial arts originated, but now it seems that it is nothing more than mediocre."

Chu Qitian shook his head, wanton laughter reverberated throughout the world.

"it's over."

"You people, give this world a final farewell."

"If you want to blame, blame you, follow the wrong person."

Amidst the loud laughter, Chu Qitian had already set his sights on the group of Jiangdong people who were guarded by the god of war Ye Qingtian.

However, just as Chu Qitian was about to start a massacre, a figure covered in blood stood up again in the ruins ahead.

"come!"

"Chu Qitian, your opponent is me!"

"Come to me!"

Ye Qinglong's domineering and forceful voice sounded again.

Those Yan Xia warriors who had already despaired, when they heard Ye Qingtian's voice again, they were all cheered up, and all of them burst into tears.

Even the elders like Lu Ziming and Zhang Jiuling burst into tears at this moment.

Why does the Yanxia nation continue for a long time?

It is because there are people like Ye Qingtian one after another. JrNovels.com