Kapitel 1693: Choosing Sides?

At that moment, the man turned into a mist of blood. The blood sprayed out and dripped onto Ye Chen's clothes, making him look unfamiliar, brutal and merciless.

Had he been affected by the Blood Demon Sword?

He gradually turned his head to look at Chen Feng and subconsciously raised the Blood Demon Sword.

At this moment, Chen Feng's expression changed. He had not expected this.

"Sir, I'm Chen Feng. What's wrong?"

At this moment, Chen Feng hurriedly spoke. With his strength, he could not even withstand a single strike from Ye Chen.

"Kill!"

At this moment, Ye Chen spoke coldly, as if he was a devil that had walked out of the Netherworld. There was no emotion in his voice at all.

An invisible force seemed to be controlling him!

The demonic energy around him became stronger and stronger, and an aura of slaughter and bloodthirst permeated the air.

The moment Ye Chen rushed over, Ji Lin stood beside Chen Feng and blocked him.