Chapter 2876 The Swords of the Gods

"Bounce!"

Ye Qingyun stabbed a sword without hesitation.

Terrible anti-heavenly intentions blossom in the void.

The resolute middle-aged man bears a sword directly on his back, and his figure trembles. There is a deep scar on his back, and blood flows down like a spring.

He's not dead, but he's no longer fighting!

spit blood at the mouth, pale as a sheet of white paper.

The dwarf and the gorgeous woman quickly ran over and helped the middle-aged.

"Terrible fighting power!"

Nangong's still eyes trembled and looked at Ye Qingyun.

Just now, Ye Qingyun's combat effectiveness was terrible.

His practice was only in...