Ye Xuan, his body in disarray, bathed in blood, as if he had just emerged from a vat of red dye. His facial expression was savage, twisted, intensely horrifying, inducing fear in others.
His clothing had long been torn apart by terrifying energy, and his upper body was exposed. Centipede-like sword scars tore across his chest, appearing very frightening.
Yet, on his face, he always wore a faint smile, a sort of calm, fearless smile that shocked the Mahayana Realm experts watching from afar, causing their spirits to tremble.
Could it be that this demon Ye Xuan truly couldn't be killed?
Linghu Chong, one of the strongest swordsmen of the present age, possessed the Supreme Sword Technique, and killing Ye Xuan should have been as easy as lifting a hand. Yet now, Linghu Chong had wielded his sword twice, unable to kill Ye Xuan, leaving everyone astonished.
