Plop!
At this moment, Ye Luo had launched so many attacks in succession that his soul's strength was exhausted. He felt incredibly fatigued in his brain and half-knelt on the ground with a somewhat pale face, but the murderous intent in his eyes did not weaken in the slightest.
"Damn it! Who are you?"
The Nalan family's Spirit Sea Realm fifth-level expert, who was crippled in one arm and soul-injured, stared dead at Ye Luo, with a look of fear flickering in his eyes.
"I am the one who will annihilate your Nalan family!" Ye Luo shouted coldly.
"Kid, you're no good either. If that's the case, then go to hell!"
The Spirit Sea Realm fifth-level individual saw Ye Luo's current state and, enduring the pain of his soul wound, attacked Ye Luo once again.
However, at that moment, a terrifying Sword Intent suddenly arose.
In an instant, this person felt as if he was enveloped by countless sword lights, chilling to the bone and a strong sense of crisis welled up within him.
Whoosh!