Sharpening the Way of the Sword!

"Hu!"

The wind whistled as the iron-feathered eagle rushed over at high speed. It extended a pair of millstone-sized iron claws and clawed down at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen held the immortal sword in his hand, and intense sword light continuously erupted from his body.

At this moment, Ye Chen did not run away.

Ye Chen had already decided to use them to sharpen the way of the sword.

Therefore, Ye Chen did not need to escape at all.

Ye Chen waved his long sword.

Instantly, in the sky, the small thousand sword formation was activated once again. Behind Ye Chen, immortal swords formed.

Immortal swords streaked across the sky.

Ye Chen shouted softly.

Instantly, thousands of immortal swords slashed towards those great demons and small demons.

"Pu!"

Ye Chen's body moved rapidly.

In an instant, he arrived in front of the Iron Feathered Eagle.

He stabbed out with his sword.