Xie Jian had a cold smile on his face, as if he was very satisfied with Yi Chen's surprise.

"Kill!" Then, he could only hear anger, clasp his hands together and slash out, and his fierce soul power attacked Yi Chen like a tide.

"Slash!" Yi Chen's eyes flashed with sharp light, his soul power condensed between his palms, and he slashed forward with strong wind.

The soul power he released by the evil sword was dispersed by Yi Chen, and the wind blew, and the long gowns they were wearing were blown and blew.

"Five enlightenment quasi-gods." Xie Jian sneered, with a hint of mockery in his eyes, and said, "The Yan Emperor was defeated by your hands. It seems that I still overestimated him."

Extremely disdainful, Xie Jian's words were like stepping on Yan Emperor hard.

If I hadn't listened to him personally, I wouldn't believe that Xie Jian would have said such extremely arrogant words.

The evil sword was defeated by Yi Chen before, and Yi Chen knew him very well.

In terms of talent, the evil sword is far inferior to the Yan Emperor, and he is not even qualified to raise his eyebrows in front of Yan Emperor.

This is something that Yi Chen is even more puzzled. According to his cultivation talent, it is impossible to advance to the Five-Enlightenment Quasi God.

That's right, the soul power he released just now, could indeed feel the breath of the Five Understandings and Quasi God.

"His soul power is very strange." Fen Tian's voice transmission sounded in Yi Chen's ears.

"Why do you say that?" Yi Chen narrowed his eyes slightly. His perception ability was not as good as Fen Tian, ​​so he could not sense it.

"There is only one kind of aura of a cultivator, just like a human face, which is the symbol of a cultivator. But there are several breaths in the aura of the Evil Sword that make me feel very strange but familiar." Fen Tian frowned and said, "There is also a breath that seems to be the Yan Emperor. It should be, the Yan Emperor's aura."

These words surprised Yi Chen quite. How could there be the aura of Yan Emperor in his soul power?

"Yi Chen, hurry up and rescue me." The mouse shouted, interrupting Yi Chen's thoughts.

The evil sword was constantly shrinking the formation, and the mouse's face was extremely ugly.

Yi Chen didn't think much about it and silently recited the magic trick in his heart.

"Ning!" A light shout sounded in my heart, and Yi Chen disappeared from the spot instantly.

The moment he disappeared, Xie Jian's face turned cold.

"Even if you have the speed magic technique, it's useless." Xie Jian turned around in an instant and slapped it out with a palm at the same time.

Yi Chen's figure appeared at the same time and faced him in the void.

The waves of air were constantly surging, and the evil sword took a step back.

At this moment, the formation also broke out of his control and fell into Yi Chen's hands.

The purpose he did just now was not to defeat the evil sword, but to rescue the mouse first.

"Hmph." Xie Jian's face looked extremely ugly. He immediately pinched a magic trick. Seven golden lights flew out from his beast soul, releasing a dazzling light in the void. The power of the artifact made the heaven and earth tremble.

"That's the Seven-Star Divine Sword!" The mouse's eyes were attracted by the Seven Divine Swords, and an expression of surprise appeared on his face.

Yi Chen looked up and saw that each of the seven weapons released the breath of a quasi-artifact, but they seemed to be connected by an invisible line, which resonated with each other, thus forming a whole, which contained the power of the artifact.
Chapter completed!