1911: C1911 I Don't Need a Coffin

C1911 I Don't Need a Coffin

This...

Leader of the Clear Sky Sect and all the elders were shocked to the extreme!

They would never have thought that Ye Lee would have such a terrifying sword.

Ye Lee looked at the Seventh Grade Heavenly Sage Level Dark Race and spoke slowly.

"You chose to commit suicide? Or do you want me to do it?"

Hiss...

As soon as these words came out, no matter if it was the people from the Dark Race or the Clear Sky Sect, they all sucked in a breath of cold air. No matter what, they would never have thought that Ye Lee would say such words.

Hahahaha!

What Ye Lee didn't expect was that this Seventh Grade Heavenly Sage Level Dark Race actually burst into laughter, as if he had never heard such a funny joke before.

"Is it really that funny?"

Ye Lee smiled indifferently.

The Seventh Grade Heavenly Sage Level Dark Race stopped laughing when they heard this. They looked at Ye Lee with disdain.

"Human, are you a madman?"

In the eyes of the Seventh Grade Heavenly Sage Level Dark Race, Ye Lee must be a madman. Otherwise, he wouldn't have said such a thing.

"Do you think I'm a madman?"

Ye Lee asked back.

Seventh Grade Heavenly Sage Level Dark Race's expression turned cold as he stared at Ye Lee.

"Human, I think you won't shed tears until you see your coffin!"

Seventh Grade Heavenly Sage Level Dark Race roared at Ye Lee.

Ye Lee's face didn't show any change, he just smiled and said:

"I won't shed tears even if I see a coffin, because I will never need a coffin."

Ten thousand feet of fury rushed out from the top of Seventh Grade Heavenly Sage Level Dark Race's head. He looked at Ye Lee furiously.

It was because he had never seen a human as arrogant as Ye Lee!

"Human, I admit that the sword in your hand is not bad, but do you really think that you can destroy us with just this?"

"Isn't that so?"

Ye Lee found it funny. It was just a tiny Seventh Grade Heavenly Sage Level Dark Race, how could it dare to say such a thing?

Swoosh!

Suddenly, Ye Lee circulated the Hundred-Step Walking Arts and disappeared from where he stood.

What?!

The people of Clear Sky Sect were shocked. They naturally didn't expect Ye Lee to disappear from where he stood.

The people from the Dark Race were also shocked. They hurriedly searched for Ye Lee.2

But no matter how hard they searched, they couldn't find where Ye Mo had gone.

Just as the Seventh Grade Heavenly Sage Level Dark Race was in shock, a voice entered their ears.

"I'm here."

The Seventh Grade Heavenly Sage Level Dark Race was startled when he heard the voice. Just as he was looking at the source of the voice, he discovered that the Primordial Dragon Abyss Sword was flying towards him.

Seventh Grade Heavenly Sage Level Dark Race! His pupils constricted because he realized that he could no longer dodge this attack.

Ah!

All of a sudden, the Seventh Grade Heavenly Sage Level Dark Race let out a blood-curdling scream like a pig being slaughtered.

The Primordial Dragon Abyss Sword had already pierced into the body of the Seventh Grade Heavenly Sage Level Dark Race.

This, this, this...

Everyone on the scene froze like a Clay Carving.

A Seventh Grade Heavenly Sage Level Dark Race died just like that?

Everyone from the Clear Sky Sect hurriedly looked at Ye Lee's face, but found that there was still no change in his expression.

It was as if killing the Seventh Grade Heavenly Sage Level Dark Race in an instant was just a trivial matter.

However, to everyone's surprise, Ye Lee suddenly leapt up and raised the Primordial Dragon Abyss Sword in his hand.

"Profound Tyrant Demon Sword Technique!"

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