"The reason why this boy is strong is just relying on the Death Dragon Sword. You don't have to be afraid!" The ancestor Zhetian smiled faintly and said, "Just go, I will help you block the Death Dragon Sword! Just kill me."

When the sound fell, the ancestor of Zhetian shook his hand and a strange golden light came over, instantly attached to the sword of the Dead Dragon Sword.

Bai Ye was stunned for a moment and hurriedly reached out to draw his sword.

But the Dead Dragon Sword was isolated by a golden light. He could not break through the golden light and could not touch the Dead Dragon Sword, so he could not exert the power of the Dead Dragon Sword.

Bai Ye's eyes were cold, and he accumulated holy power and shook it away.

But it still has no effect.

How strong is the power of the ancestor of the sky? How could he be shattered?

And at this time, everyone had already approached here.

Various soul techniques have arrived.

Bai Ye exhaled a turbid breath, pulled out the God of Abandoned Sword with his backhand and slashed at the crowd.

The shrill and fierce sword of the God of God killed three more moon saints, and the sword force spread out, with unparalleled evil intentions.

"He...he has a sword!!"

The remaining people became panicked and became hesitant again.

"Gone God Sword!" The ancestor Zhetian still saw through it at a glance and said lightly: "This boy is really lucky, and he even has this sword... But you still don't have to worry. If I can seal him with the Death Dragon Sword, I can seal the Gone God Sword!"

The sound fell to the ground, and the ancestors of the sky were about to make a move again.

Bai Ye's eyes trembled, and the man was like smoke, and he jumped over the crowd like lightning and killed his ancestors at the sky.

"I'm so brave, even I dare to kill me?" The ancestor Zhetian chuckled and suddenly shook his sleeves.

Dong!

A mysterious and exquisite force burst out.

Bai Ye was caught off guard and suffered a heavy blow inexplicably. The man flew out instantly and smashed on the hall pillar next to him. The Abandoned God Sword took off his hand, and the Ancestor Zhatian waved his palm again.

Crash.

The God of Abandoned Sword was once again wrapped, isolated...

Bai Ye's expression instantly was extremely solemn.

"Now you have lost these two swords, it depends on how you can deal with these powerful people."
Chapter completed!