As Miyamoto Tianichi's killing intent was released, the surrounding temperature instantly dropped to freezing, and the air seemed to freeze.

Shout!

With a flash of figure, Miyamoto Tianyi jumped into the void, and then slashed towards Lin Zhen with a sword.

The speed was so fast that before the remnants of his Imperial Sect Stream around him could react, he directly saw the sharp sword in their sect master's hand, which was only half an inch away from Lin Zhen's Heavenly Spirit.

At this moment, the sneer in their eyes was all thick to the extreme, as if they had seen the tragic end of Lin Zhen's head blooming and dying on the spot in the next moment.

The next moment, it will come soon.

Lin Zhen waved the Yanlong Sword in his hand, released all the strength in his body, and attacked him.

Bang!

The sonorous sound of metal striking erupted immediately afterward, like thunder, deafening.

Miyamoto Tianyi, who was originally arrogant and arrogant and full of disdain, was also shocked at this moment and flew away with a sword.

The sneer in the eyes of the subordinates of Yu Zongliu, who was originally full of sneers, all froze at this moment.

Bang!

They watched as the Sect Master, who was as strong as a god in their eyes and was invincible, slammed to the ground, shaking the ground so much that it seemed like an earthquake, but they still didn't wait to get up, and then began to vomit blood.

At this moment, the arrogance in Miyamoto's eyes has completely disappeared, and all the shocked eyes are also full of horror, the eyelids are beating wildly, the scalp is numb, and the face is as white as paper, and he has been seriously injured.

Finally, Miyamoto Tianyi finally forcibly suppressed the injury, stopped vomiting blood, and looked at Lin Zhen with straight eyes, still unable to be confident, and didn't want to believe it at all.

"No way, how could you be so powerful!"

"If you're really that good, why didn't you make a move before? Are you playing tricks on me?"

Miyamoto Tenichi was about to go crazy, he actually lost to the other party on the swordsmanship that he was proud of, and was shocked back by the opponent's sword.

Lin Zhen looked at him coldly, there was no pity in his eyes, but there was a rare point of appreciation.

"Your swordsmanship is so strong that there is only one person I know who can match you. ”

Speaking of this, Lin Zhen paused for a moment, remembering the previous owner of the Yanlong Sword.

He was also a master of swordsmanship, and he fought to the end to defend the country's territory and died of exhaustion.

Holding on to that breath and refusing to fall, it was just to put the Yanlong Sword in his hands, just to get a promise from himself.

Sighing silently, Lin Zhen suppressed these thoughts, and looked at Miyamoto Tianyi in front of him, his eyes became a little colder, and he also carried a little sarcasm.

"But you're too much of a frog at the bottom of a well, and you're shallow. ”

"All moves are just showmanships in the face of absolute power. ”

As soon as these words came out, Miyamoto Tianyi was so angry that he was furious, this kid actually dared to say that his swordsmanship was fancy.

"How dare you!

"If I want to kill you, even if you die together, I will kill you!"

After saying this like crazy, before the words landed, Miyamoto Tianyi began to erupt again, waving the sword in his hand that was still shining, and rushed towards Lin Zhen like a broken bamboo, and the direction pointed by the tip of the sword was where Lin Zhen's heart was.

Then at the same time as it flashed, there was a fierce wind, flying sand and stones, and around Miyamoto Tianyi's still shining sword, there seemed to be a dragon dancing.

Lin Zhen also frowned at this moment, and his expression became solemn again. At this moment, this sword move played by Miyamoto Tianyi did not look as fancy as before, and it was also very neat.

However, the power is stronger and faster than the trick of the Imperial Sect Stream that he played before.

Lin Zhen didn't dare to hold it up at all, and while waving the Yanlong Sword in his hand, he not only released all the strength of his life, but also poured his true qi into the sword.

Bang!

The two swords collided quickly, and the sonorous sound of metal striking erupted.

Click!

There was a click, and then there was a click.

All the anger in his eyes dissipated at this moment, and only shock remained.

Looking at the sword that had been shattered in his hand, looking at the broken sword that he had never been willing to leave for many years, Miyamoto Tianichi felt that a certain string in his heart seemed to break.

Bang!

Soon, he was shocked and fell to the ground again.

However, he didn't pay attention to everything around him, and just looked at the remnant sword in his hand in a daze, as if he was looking at the corpse of his most beloved confidante.

A tear suddenly rolled down his eyes.

Looking at Miyamoto Tianyi who looked like this now, Lin Zhen frowned, his expression was a little strange, but he quickly returned to his previous coldness like 10,000-year-old ice.

Stomp, stomp!

Raising his footsteps, Lin Zhen walked towards this Miyamoto Tianyi, and quickly stood only three steps away from him.

"Where is the headquarters of your Imperial Sect Stream, and are there anyone else in the Demon Capital?" Lin Zhen asked directly in a cold voice.

The voice landed, and Miyamoto Tianyi, who was stunned as if he had lost his soul, finally came back to his senses.

"Hahaha!" burst into laughter like a madman.

The laughter couldn't tell whether it was anger or sadness at all, it just felt oozing.

After a few laughs, Miyamoto Tenichi stroked the broken sword in his hand as if he was stroking his lover, and then he actually cried again.

"From the first day I got you, I said that the sword is in the man, and the sword is dead. ”

"I'm with you!"

When the last sentence came out, Miyamoto Tianyi broke out again, out of his own speed, and before Lin Zhen could react, he directly opened the broken sword that had been broken and stabbed into his heart.

Bang!

Miyamoto Tenichi, whose heart was constantly spurting blood, quickly fell to the ground, and his body died on the spot after a convulsion.

This sudden scene made the subordinates of the surrounding Yuzongliu even more frightened, and their eyes were all as dead ashes, dim and desperate.

Then, one after the other, as if they had been sucked away, they collapsed to the ground with all their strength.

After that, Lin Zhen really couldn't come over and ask, so they clenched their respective ignorance knives or swords.

"Sect Master, we're here!"

"The disciples are incompetent and willing to die to apologize. ”

One voice after another followed, and then they all committed suicide without hesitation.

For these subordinates, Lin Zhen actually had time to stop them, but he didn't make a move, and watched as Yu Zongliu's subordinates committed suicide one after another, and then fell.

A minute later, there was no one left.

Looking at these corpses in front of him, Lin Zhen showed a little admiration.

"You deserve to be damned, but you deserve respect. ”

After saying this, Lin Zhen waved his big hand, and a sword qi immediately shot out, knocking out a deep pit on the ground that was large enough to hold all the corpses.