Invincible Sword Realm

In addition to the elderly being royalty, all the other ten middle-aged people are honorable!

Seeing this formation, the Sisters of Sanskrit and Sanskrit suddenly despaired. They know that Yang Ye is strong, but they do not think that Yang Ye can defeat a strong man in the realm of the Emperor and ten honored ones. You know, Yang Ye is nothing but a product of the realm of the Spirit at this time.

Li Qingyu's face is also a little ugly. Tianzheng and Masterpiece are the dead enemy. The other party can't let her go. If she falls into the other party's hands, it will never be good!

Yang Ye and Sanskrit retreated to the purple body, while the ancient sheath appeared in the hands of Yang Ye. In the face of the imperial realm, general sword strength and sword skill are useless. Although the implementation of sword cutting may have extremely serious consequences for him, how can he take care of so much at this moment?

The old man's eyes swept on Yang Ye and others, and eventually fell on Xin Zi. When he saw Xin's right arm missing, the old man's face suddenly shrugged, "Who did it? ”

“I did! ”

Yang Ye Dang Ren refused to stand up. This is not easy to ignore, and there is no need to ignore.

“How dare you touch my beast lord!” A suicidal outpouring from the elderly pressed Yang Ye and others.

But when this killing intent came to Yang Ye, the killing intent disappeared... just kidding, how many people did Yang Ye kill? For him, the old man's intentions are pediatrics!

When he saw this scene, the old man was shocked. He didn't realize that his intent to kill was useless to the bastard in front of him who was only a spirit realm! This made him shy and angry, he had to do it. At this time, Li Qingyu's voice suddenly sounded on the field, “If you do it, your niece's life will be told here! ”

The old man smelled fame and saw Li Qingyi's hands clasp his purple neck.

“How dare you!” The old man is furious.

Li Qingyu snorted coldly. “Don't you dare!” As he said, his hands pressed slightly, his purple eyes opened up.

“Golden Snake! ”

That's when the old man suddenly said something.

Yang Ye and others did not understand much. At this moment, a few golden lights suddenly burst out of the purple body, bombarding Li Qingyu, Li Qingyu's voice, his hands loosened, and then backwards continuously. Then, her right hand swung violently.....

At this time, the crowd discovered that those golden lights were tiny little snakes like fingers!

And Li Qingyu's face suddenly grew purple!

Poisoned!

Li Qingyu's face changed dramatically. He quickly took out several pieces of Dan medicine and swallowed them. At this time, he had arrived next to the old man and others.

“The poison of this golden serpent is so shady that even the mighty King may not be able to carry it.” Zixin said this, suddenly pointing to Yang Ye, "I wanted to deal with him, but even if I were to be restrained, he was very alert to me and never had a chance. In that case, it will only be cheap for you, Miss Lee! It's just a shame you're carrying so many antidotes! ”

Yang Ye stretched out his hand and the sword in the hand of Sandmun flew into his hand and said: "Run deep into the mountains! ”

“And you?” Sandman hurried.

“I'll be right with you! ”

Yang Ye said, looking at Sanskrit, the latter shrugged slightly, then pulled Sanskrit and Li Qingyu and turned towards the deep mountain range.

“Running?” The old man grinned, "That's ridiculous!” He said he was going to do it.

At this time, that purple heart suddenly said: “Uncle Xu, be careful, this man is good. He has killed the honorable demon beast with a sword and a second before, including my ink rhino! ”

Kill the Monster Beast in seconds!

The old man's eyelids jumped and his heart was much less despised, "Who are you! ”

Yang Ye slowly inserted the sword into the ancient sheath. Although this sword is not of the Taoist order, it is also of the highest quality in the heavenly order. With his current mastery of cutting the heavenly sword, it is still possible to carry out cutting the heavenly sword once with the heavenly grade. However, that power will certainly be much worse than the Taoist level, and can only carry out cutting the heavenly sword once, it cannot be superimposed!

After inserting the sword into the ancient sheath, Yang Ye looked up at the old man and said: "Ancient Sword Jade, Heavenly Sword Feng, I am the first person below the realm of Saints!” He really doesn't want to do the swordsmanship, because ghosts know what the consequences are? Therefore, he can only pull this tiger skin of Gu Jianzhai, hoping to scare each other back!

A soldier without a battle is a good idea!

Ancient Swordsman!

Hearing these three words, the old man and the ten middle-aged men behind him changed their faces. The old man lost his voice: “You, you are the disciple of Ancient Sword..."

Ancient Swordsmanship is a platinum class force, for such a force, to wipe out the animal sect is really just a matter between the fingers. When he learned that Yang Ye was a disciple of Ancient Sword Ramadan, the old man panicked and offended the disciple of Ancient Sword Ramadan. Isn't that looking for death? The old man's hands began to tremble.

“He is not of the ancient sword!” Seeing his master and others like this, Zixin hastily said: “Ancient Kensai disciples will wear the blade box when they go out, wear the identity symbol of Ancient Kensai, and the sword intent is at least six times, and he doesn't match the same. So he is not a disciple of Ancient Swordsmanship! ”

Hearing Zixin's words, the old man and others settled down. They carefully weighed the lower leaves and found that the leaves did not match. The old man's face immediately sank, “Okay, good, I didn't expect anyone else in the world to impersonate the disciple of Ancient Sword Ramadan. I have to say, you have more nerve than I thought! ”

Yang Ye grabbed the handle of the sword in his right hand and said: “To be honest, this sword of mine is very strong. I've even broken the sky. Otherwise, if you leave, I will not draw this sword. Maybe we will want to see each other later. Otherwise, if I draw this sword out, we will probably be separated by the yin and yang! ”

“Strong? Even cut the sky open? Yin and Yang are separated? Ha ha...”

The old man and others laughed. Even the purple eyes showed a little laughter. Apparently, the words of Yang Ye made them laugh.

“Why doesn't anybody believe me when I'm telling the truth? ”

Yang Ye shook his head and felt that he had failed a little. After all, he was rarely so honest with his enemies.

“Okay, speed him up, let's go get Li Qingyu! ”

The old man stopped laughing and then walked to Yang Ye. "My husband only asked me once this time to show me your sword. My husband is really curious, what kind of sword is it? He can even chop up the sky! ”

“Did you really not think about what I said before?” Yang Ye Dao.

“If you pull it, you pull it. Where did you get all that crap?” The old man was angry.

Yang Ye took a deep breath and said: “I will count to three to prepare you for a psychological situation. Otherwise, you will not win..."

“Okay, count it!” The old man carried his hands behind his back, with a faint smile on his face and a masterful look.

“Three!”

Yang Ye Dao.

The old man nodded and was waiting for Yang Ye to shout two. At this moment, a sword burst into the sky, and the ten giant carvings above the sky howled and ran wildly around. Then, in the old man's horrified eyes, a brilliant sword burst out of the ancient sheath of Yang Ye, and then a sword flashed in his sight...

The old man's body was stiff and his eyes were open. “What about two? ”

“I ate it!” Yang Ye Dao.

Speaking, ‘Boom’ sounded, the old man's body directly blew up and turned into a pile of foam scattered on the ground.

Ten middle-aged people behind the elderly were petrified in place with that Zixington. Eleven people died watching Yang Ye in the field. In their eyes, they were full of incredible colors...

Emperor Realm!

The genius of the spiritual realm kills the royal realm! Oh, my God, is that true? Is that true?

Zixin and the ten middle-aged people had a blank brain at this time. This scene was undoubtedly too shocking for them, like a dream, not real at all!

Looking at the long sword fragment in his hand, Yang Ye shook his head, his palms tilted, the long sword fragment fell to the ground, then his right hand was behind him, a breeze blew, Yang Ye robe hunting sounded. Looking at the ten middle-aged people and Xin Zi, Yang Ye's eyes were quiet and there was no wave.

The ten middle-aged men and the purple consciousness took several steps backwards, at a time when Yang Ye was in their eyes, like a worldly swordsman, a worldly swordsman who could stab a cave even in the sky!

Yang Ye suddenly looked up to the sky and said: "There is a virtue in heaven... go, go back and tell your lord, I will come to visit you another day! ”

Ten middle-aged people and that purple heart are still in place...

Yang Ye's eyes got cold. “Why? Want to go with him? ”

Hearing Yang Ye's words, Zixin and others thrilled, then turned around and ran. Less than a breath disappeared into Yang Ye's sight.

Zixin and others ran all the way. After running for nearly a thousand miles, Zixin suddenly stopped. "Something's wrong! ”

More than a dozen middle-aged people also stopped, one of them angry: “Is something wrong? Zixin, you killed your uncle this time, and let us control the animal Zong offend an ancient Jianzhai disciple. You, you've caused a great deal of trouble! ”

The rest of the middle-aged also looked at Purple Heaven in a disgraceful way.

Zixin shook his head and said: “He is certainly not a disciple of Ancient Kensai, because if he were a disciple of Ancient Kensai, all he had to do was prove the identity of the disciple of Ancient Kensai, and we would never dare to embarrass him, but he never took it out. Most importantly, did you find that after he drew his sword, his sword broke, and I just found his body trembling! ”

“What do you mean?” One of the middle-aged voiced.

Zixin sighed: “I fought him before. He was strong, but he was still so strong. He must have used some powerful secret methods to improve his strength, so he would have such strong strength. As you should know, the usual secret tricks will be reversed! ”

“You mean he didn't want to kill us before, but he couldn't, because he was probably being backstabbed, right?” A middle-aged man sighed.

Purple nodded his head, and his eyes were gloomy. "This man is strong. If he were alive, it would undoubtedly be a disaster for us to master the animal sect, so we must kill him while he is ill. ”

“What if he's really a disciple of Ancient Swordsmanship?” A middle-aged man suddenly said.

“Then it's better to kill!” Zi Xinshen coldly said: “If he is truly an ancient disciple of Sword Ramadan, imagine what would happen to us if he walked out alive? ”

Everyone: “...”

Zixin took a deep breath and said: "Brother Ming, go and ask if there is a man named Yang Ye in Jianfeng this day. If not, immediately inform Gu Jianzhai that someone is impersonating their disciple. If so, go back and notify the Patriarch and let him do it himself. Never let this man live out of this mountain range! ”

Everyone looked at each other and one of them said, "Just do it! ”

The middle-aged man called Ming Xin moved and flew out of the mountains, while the rest chased towards the deep mountains. Soon, Zixin and others arrived at the position where Yang Ye had stood before.

At this time, Yang Ye had gone nowhere, and there was a trace of blood at the original Yang Ye station...

“Fuck, get fucked! ”

A middle-aged man got angry when he saw the blood!