Seeing this, Zhao Zitian suddenly smiled ferociously!

"Innocent thing!"

"Do you think I am Tai Zhaoyin??"

With a loud roar, Zhao Zitian's sword snake fell even harder!

In an instant!

Ye Wuque's right hand came into contact with the sharpest edge of the sword snake!

Snap!!!

The ten-thousand-foot-sized sword snake immediately solidified!!

Wherever Ye Wuque's palm passed, the sword began to explode inch by inch like paper, without even the slightest chance of resisting!

With a roar, the sword snake finally exploded, revealing the confused and frightened face of Zhao Zitian inside!

Snapped!!!

This slap hit Zhao Zitian in the face with unabated force!

Zhao Zitian felt as if he was struck by lightning in an instant, his neck crazily bent to the right, and his whole body curled up like a hunched prawn before he was slapped and flew away!

He fell from the top of the altar!

After spinning in the void for dozens of times, it hit the ground hard, making a huge collision and roar, kicking up dust!

Everyone was stunned!

They saw Zhao Zitian rising into the sky, unleashing all his strength without reservation, turning into a sword snake and slashing at Ye Wuque with a powerful sword!

Just when everyone thought Ye Wuque was finally going to take action seriously!

But he just slapped him lightly.

One slap!

Zhao Zitian used the power of the Sky Flash inheritance to condense the sword snake and was directly smashed to pieces by this slap, completely to pieces!

He himself was also slapped by Ye Wuque and flew directly from the top of the altar to the ground, embedded in the ground like a puddle of mud.

Zhao Zitian lay on his back, twitching all over, the right half of his face was swollen, his facial features were distorted, snot and tears were flowing from his nose, and there was blood all over the floor!

With a clang, five broken, twisted and shapeless swords fell beside him, which was even worse than him.

At the top of the altar, Ye Wuque slowly took back his hand and put it on his back again. His bright and unpredictable eyes looked down at Zhao Zitian, who was like mud, and he slowly opened his mouth, shocking everyone.

"The sword is sharp."

"It's better to take what is straight than to seek what is wrong."

"Clean and simple, not a flashy and embarrassing silver-like wax gun tip like yours."

"You... are not worthy of using a sword."

"Also, you are not even as good as Tai Zhaoyin."

After saying these words, Ye Wuque never looked at Zhao Zitian again. His bright and deep eyes turned to the remaining twelve monsters whose bodies were frozen in place at this moment, like monsters who had seen ghosts in the day. Then his indifferent voice continued.

Rings.
Chapter completed!