High Wind Divine Bloodline
Biên tập viên: EndlessFantasy Translation
Boom!
The black-robed old man's fist struck Ye Chen, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood and knocking him down.
As he fell, tens of thousands of wind swords formed behind the black-robed old man.
The wind swords whistled through the air, exuding a terrifying aura.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The wind swords flew toward Ye Chen's body.
There were far too many wind swords. With Ye Chen's current speed, it was impossible for him to evade them.
This intent to kill surpassed that of the Saintess, so it was clear that the black-robed old man had disregarded Ye Chen's identity and was truly intent on killing him.
"F*ck!"
At that moment, something strange occurred once more.
Ye Chen's dantian glowed with golden light, and the Nine-clawed Golden Dragon erupted from Ye Chen's body.
"It is the Nine-clawed Golden Dragon from the Universe Death Domain again!"