Invincible Sword Realm

Warrior!

The moment Yang Ye shook the heavens of war, he felt endless power.

Warrior!

At this moment, he was somewhat aware of the meaning of the weapon.

At this moment, the powerful pressure released by the saint in the distance has reached the front of Yang Ye. Yang Ye's right hand held the battle heaven, his right foot spinning in place, the whole person spinning 360 degrees at a time, while the battle heaven in his hand swept across.

Boom!

With a loud noise, the momentum released by the old man disappeared without a trace. At this point, a silver flash suddenly rose, and the next moment, the silver flash came directly to the old man in the void.

In the silver moon, it's the Yang Leaf with the heavens of war!

The old man did not retreat, his right hand twirled slightly, then slapped in front of him, this clap slapped, and the whole void battlefield trembled violently.

At this time, the handles in Yang Ye's hands fell.

Boom!

As soon as the two were in contact, the entire void battlefield collapsed.

Under the battlefield of the void, the woman not far from Aban's face gradually became ugly. In her view, the fighting ended at a maximum of a dozen points. Now, however, nearly half an hour has passed.

And the noise of the battle in the void made her understand that the young man named Yang Ye was stronger than she thought.

The ability of a warrior saint to fight!

Whose eyes closed slowly and who did it to herself?

Within a virtual battlefield.

Fighting continues, except now Yang Ye and the saint are fighting in a pitch-black space black hole. With the Yang Leaf of War Heaven, the power and strength instantly increased by several times, and the particularities of War Heaven, so even the Saint Elder would not dare to take his attack. And because of that, they actually fought a banner drum at one time!

At this moment, the old saint was more shocked by the Vietnam War. Is this Zen territory? He's really shocked right now.

A Zen Realm has the power of a warrior saint!

He wouldn't believe it if he hadn't done it himself.

In the distance, Yang Ye is more excited about the Vietnam War, more and more powerful the Vietnam War. Although he relied on the heavens of war to fight the old man, what does that matter? The exterior itself is a form of strength. And of course, only when confronted with a strong man like the saint will he use the object, and if he encounters the same level, he will not use the object.

In a nutshell, that degree, he can handle himself.

Boom!

At this point, a blast suddenly sounded in the space. In a blink of an eye, the two men separated. These two shadows, naturally, are the old man and Yang Ye.

The old man died looking at Yang Ye not far away, on Yang Ye, there were many injuries, but to this day, Yang Ye is still strong. Physical recovery speed, he's never seen before!

In the distance, Yang Ye held his war-torn oblique finger underneath, then looked at the distant old man, “Fight back? ”

The old man's eyes closed slowly. After a long time, he opened his eyes to Yang Ye. “Today, I let the old man open his eyes. We'll see you later!” The voice falls and disappears directly into the void.

Yang Ye naturally wouldn't go after him, in fact, he was almost exhausted. In that war, he was able to fight a drum, but he was going to lose. Because even now, the old man still has more than a swim blade. If the old man really plays with his life, he's afraid there's less than 30% chance of winning. Unfortunately, they obviously won't play with him here!

There are still many shortcomings!

Yang Ye retracted his mind and returned to the ground. At this moment, there is only Aban on the ground.

“Awesome!” Aban thumbed up against Yang Ye.

This statement is true, and the younger generation of the Great Thousand Universes can move wrists with saints, and cannot say no, but definitely not more than one hand.

Yang Ye smiled bitterly, did not speak, sat on the floor and began healing.

Now he's uncomfortable. In fact, it's also good to fight the saints and let him reap too much. Now all he has to do is absorb all this!

......

In the distant clouds, an old man stopped with a woman.

The old man is naturally the old man who fought Yang Ye before.

“Can't Joe kill him?” Next to the old man, the woman said softly.

The old man glanced at the woman and shook her head, “If I were willing to pay a price, I'd kill him, or I'd be 80% sure. Just fight with him. Is it worth it? Definitely not worth it, and this man is so powerful at this age that there must be a lot of power behind him. Though the forces of the Great Thousand Universes cannot join our world, that does not mean that they cannot come to the Great Thousand Universes. ”

Speaking of which, he closed his eyes slowly, "Ma'am, that's it. Ancestor, tell you the truth, today, that is, you, if someone else in the family caused this, Ancestor, I would have slapped him. And you, too, should grow up. From now on, you can't walk away from home without Dazen. If you still don't listen like you used to, don't blame Ancestor for my ruthlessness. ”

The voices fell and the old disappeared directly into the clouds.

In situ, the woman remained silent for a long time before finally looking at the location of the leaves and turning around and disappearing into the cloud.

......

Shore.

Yang Ye sat down to heal the wound, beside him was Aban. But at this moment, it's not just Aban. Somehow, more and more people are on the shore.

They're all bastards!

These are the Gentiles, from the universe of a thousand, and the mighty from all over the land of nothingness. Such artifacts have emerged in the absence of boundaries, and the powerful on these continents naturally will not miss this opportunity to observe.

And the saints don't have a plan!

Anyway, more and more strong people are gathering on the shore today.

Half an hour later, Yang Ye opened his eyes.

“Okay?” Asked Mandy.

Yang Ye nodded, and then he swept around, and there were many people around.

“It's all for that tree!” Aban spoke softly.

“Do you have strong men in your barbarians?” Yang Ye suddenly asked.

Aban shook his head, “I have informed the chief that there is a problem here, so there are no strong people in the tribe for the time being, but as far as I know, those guys are a little impatient! ”

“Normal!”

"'Don't talk about them,' said Yang Ye. 'Actually, I'm all a little moved, but I still have to be rational. Some things are good, but when they don't belong to us, they don't have to be forced, otherwise they don't have to be themselves. ”

He looked at the tree in the distance.

The tree, still there, did not leave.

This is already unusual in Yang Ye's view.

At this point, several powerful scents suddenly flew towards the island, and soon three elderly people appeared in front of the tree. The three elderly men saluted the Bodhi tree and did not know what to say. After a while, three wooden stools appeared in front of the three.

This time, the three were not as ecstatic as the first saints. Because before they came, they knew that here, more than twenty saints had fallen. That means it's risky!

Simply put, it's either a breakthrough or a crash!

That is also why, although many saints have come here, very few have come to the tree. Because many saints are still hesitating!

After a long time, the three saints sat on the wooden stool in the gaze of countless powerful men on the shore.

Apparently, the three finally decided to fight!

Spell it!

On the shore, everyone is watching these three saints. Little by little, after not knowing how long, the three saints began to change, their hair grew whiter and their faces grew older.

Aging!

The three saints were aging at a rate that was visible to the naked eye, and on their faces, their skin was already as dry as a sun-dried orange zest, indescribably dry. Apart from that, there was a smell in the three of them, but the people on the shore could not smell it.

That smell, it's rotten!

Here we go again!

Yang Ye and Aban looked at each other, and both eyes were deeply doubtful. What exactly did these saints go through to make them age so quickly?

If they sat on it, they might know. But give them both a hundred balls, and they won't dare to sit.

Time passes little by little, and in the distance, the three saints are still aging. Not sure how long later, one of the saints suddenly opened his eyes, and at this moment, the old man's eyes had lost their previous colors, some as long as they were cloudy.

The old man looked at the tree in front of him somewhat stubbornly. Finally, he suddenly looked to the shore, his lips moved and seemed to want to say something. Unfortunately, he had completely disappeared without saying anything.

A saint has fallen!

Shore, silence is immense.

Another saint fell, so silent.

And just then, another saint opened his eyes, and the saint looked at the tree in front of him, and he tried to stand up, but he found himself without the power of a finger.

Finally, a little self-derision appeared in the eyes of the elderly. In a flash, it disappeared directly onto the wooden stool.

There was only one saint left on the field.

All eyes are on this saint.

Little by little, about three hours later, the saint suddenly opened his eyes, and the moment he opened his eyes, his appearance suddenly recovered at an extremely rapid rate.

“Ha ha..."

The saint suddenly laughed, laughing like thunder. The voices are filled with pride and madness.

Yet Yang Ye's eyebrows on the shore were tightly wrinkled.