บท 1038: Secrets

Ye Chen thrust his spear forward and hit the sage-like old man's left arm!

Twisting it, he flayed flesh and bone!

Then, the Dragonslayer Heaven Sword descended like a tidal wave and sliced off the sage-like old man's right arm!

Bang! Bang!

The sage-like old man screamed in pain as blood spurted out from his shoulders like fountains. The broken sword lost its luster and fell to the ground. He looked at Ye Chen with a crazed expression and cursed, "Little b*stard, you're going to die a horrible death!"

"In the future, the lords of the Blood Spirit Clan will cut off your arms and skin you alive!"

Whoosh!

A flash of sword light flashed past, and the Dragonslayer Heaven Sword was pointed at the sage-like old man's forehead. 

The distance was only one centimeter.

If Ye Chen wanted to kill him, he could do so anytime!