บท 1127: Standing Against The Odds

Ye Chen looked at the last Supreme Emperor realm elder with disdain. "Traitor, how do you want to die?" he asked.

"No!"

"Ye Chen, we have so many people here!"

"If you surrender today, you might be able to leave alive!"

The elder of the Kunlun Sect was extremely flustered. He hurriedly used all kinds of martial techniques to block the incoming spear qi!

There were clearly eight people just now, but in the blink of an eye, he was the only one left!

How could he fight like this?

Run!

The elder immediately unleashed thousands of palm strikes before turning tail and fleeing.

"Sect Master, save me!"

The elder spat out a mouthful of blood. He looked down and saw the tip of a spear on his chest. When he turned around, Ye Chen was already beside him. A single thrust ended his miserable life!