The End

I saw the phantom shadow of the blood-colored swordsman enveloping Ye Chen; his eyes narrowed slightly as he witnessed it being struck down with a single sword. It was this sword whose momentum seemed to pierce through the heavens and the earth, and the powerful Sword Qi cleaved the ring into two halves. The disciple of Rashomon was also exploded into a cloud of blood under this sword Qi in that moment.

Witnessing this scene, Ye Anlan couldn't help but swallow her saliva. Even Ye Chen's strike just now, even if she wasn't certain of countering it, would definitely result in serious injury if she did.

Observing this, Luo Hu suddenly grew cold and said, "Shuzi, how dare you kill my disciple of Rashomen?"

As Luo Hu raised his hand, a burst of terrifying and tyrannical energy swept out. Although Ye Chen over there had reacted to Luo Lian's attack, in front of this terrifying strength, even if he wanted to resist, it would be impossible.