Brush!

There was a solemn intent between heaven and earth, and the young man of the Triple Ancient Clan of the War King was beheaded by a sword.

"This Terran swordsman is just playing the Dragon Nine Changes, but he has such divine might!"

The elder powerhouses of the ancient clan were surprised when they saw this scene.

Those who died were a very special part of their ancient race.

The number of this vein is very small, but they can all break through the extreme realm, fifteen years old is at most the first level of the war king, but they can reach the fourth or even fifth level of the war king at such an age.

If the cultivation is high, the combat effectiveness will naturally be strong, and the rest of the people can be easily suppressed.

But now he was also killed by this Terran swordsman!!

"Hmph, this son will die, and there is no spare time to accompany him here. ”

A man of the ancient clan said in a deep voice.

Immediately, he shot directly towards the little sword saint, obviously he didn't have any patience anymore.

The Lord of the Sword Mansion immediately took out his sword to slash the other party's blow, and he squinted his eyes and said, "Is Your Excellency going to regret it?

"Hmph, I'm not here today to play with you, but to kill you!"

The ancient people sneered, the rules, whoever has the biggest fist is the rule.

The black sword had a gloomy expression, he really wanted to take this opportunity to cut off the power of cause and effect, but he couldn't say anything, as a traitor to the human race, the favorite of the ancient race, his status in the ancient race was very low.

"Kill!"

The ancient people immediately killed everyone.

The people of the Sword House were not afraid to greet him. Suddenly, the void trembled, and the sword soared into the sky.

The little sword saint pulled out his peerless sword to kill the younger generation of those ancient clans, and his robes were already stained with blood.

Rumble!

A beam of energy on the warship, filled with the aura of death, locked onto him.

He reacted very quickly and immediately dodged in depth, but the dozen or so senior brothers behind him didn't have that reaction, and they disappeared directly, and even the scene turned into nothingness, the lake evaporated, and the towering ancient trees collapsed.

The Battle between the Holy Lord of Water Yun and the Venerable of the Ancient Clan, it is difficult to distinguish between each other's strength.

However, the strength of the Sword Mansion Lord is amazing, and he is actually one against two! But he was also suppressed.

"These guys are really high enough to fight. ”

The Venerable of the Ancient Clan looked at the battlefield with cold eyes, and most of the people in the Sword House could do it with one enemy.

But then he sneered, so what, he was still one more.

"Kill that little sword master first!"

"Protect the little sword master!"

Several old swordsmen of the Sword House had their swords stained with blood, and they pinched their sword tricks to kill their respective enemies and then stepped on the sword light to this side.

"Die!"

His Holiness didn't even look at it, raised his hand and slammed them into pieces, and the bloody sword was inserted into the ground, gradually losing its edge.

"Clan Elder!"

Little Sword Saint roared hysterically.

The gap in cultivation is too big, even if he has just killed the master of the War King, it has consumed a lot.

He couldn't imagine how his eldest brother could do it so easily, and the killing of leapfrogging was as simple as eating and drinking.

The Ancient Venerable's gaze full of murderous intent became clearer and clearer in his eyes, it was a hellish cold that had no life.

He didn't have any ability to resist, not even if he sacrificed the might of the sword spirit.

"If the eldest brother is here, he must not be panicked at all in this kind of scene. ”

The little sword saint sighed lightly in his heart, and recalled Lin Teng's demeanor in his mind, but unfortunately, he would never be able to witness these pictures in the future, today, it was the catastrophe of his little sword saint, and the danger of the sword house.

"You're going to kill my Lin Teng's followers?"

An indifferent voice came from under the nine heavens.

The moment the words fell, the ice was frozen for thousands of miles, and everyone instantly felt a chill, not only from the killing intent in the words, but also in the sky, there were snowflakes flying all of a sudden, and the cold frost qi filled the heaven and the earth, as if it could freeze the soul of the primordial god!

"It's ......"

The Gu Clan's face suddenly changed greatly.

Looking back, sure enough, their expressions turned grim.

I saw only a young man and a white-haired old man standing in the air.

All eyes were on them.

"Beidi Lin Teng!"

"And the supreme who appeared beside the Northern Emperor in rumor!

"Ice and Snow Supreme, the Supreme of the Ice Dragon Lineage, I didn't expect you to be so downcast that you want to follow the Terrans!"

The Ancient Venerable's eyes flickered.

The old dragon sneered, "Don't make it so that I have a good relationship with you, we don't know each other well." Whoever the young master asks me to kill, I will kill whomever I want!"

With a wave of his hand, the Ice and Snow Forbidden Domain reappeared in an instant, and in an instant, the powerhouses of the ancient clan didn't even scream, all of them turned into ice, whether it was the Extreme Dao War King or the Human Emperor, they all became ice sculptures.

"It's my eldest brother here!"

The little sword saint was overjoyed, and the people of the sword house were also boiling, and they all breathed a sigh of relief for the rest of their lives.

"Beidi Lin Teng?"

The Lord of the Sword Mansion was very surprised, he saw Lin Teng for the first time, but he had heard about it many times, and every time it caused a sensation in the Eastern Wilderness.

He didn't expect the little sword saint to actually call him Brother Wei?

Doesn't this mean that the first person of the younger generation of his sword house is the younger brother of others? ?

This made him feel very uncomfortable, he cultivated the little sword saint to make the other party famous in the world, famous through the ages, and become a giant in the Eastern Wilderness.

But then it was also silent, in his opinion, the little sword saint is now advancing by leaps and bounds, and he is afraid that he has an inseparable relationship with Lin Teng.

And thanks to Lin Teng for leading people to rescue him today, not to mention that the little sword saint recognizes the other party as the eldest brother, to be honest, he wants to recognize Lin Teng as the eldest brother.

Although there is only one rescuer, this one person can be worth thousands of troops and horses, and instantly save him from the danger of the sword.

The energy beam of the warship in the void roared.

Rumble!

But it couldn't penetrate at all when it landed on the ice and snow forbidden area, and the terrifying waves of qi vented everywhere to the side.

The old dragon shook his hand, and a dragon claw in the void was sent towards the warship.

Suddenly the warship protection enchantment is activated!

"Drive to the highest gear!"

"It's already the biggest gear! Damn, I can't stop it at all!"

"Quick, abandon ship and escape!"

Rumble!

After only a moment of stalemate, this valuable warship was directly destroyed, and even dozens of people from the ancient clan were all wiped out, and the rest of the warships turned around and ran away one after another.

But all of them were smashed to pieces, and in front of the Supreme, they couldn't escape at all.

Like the Venerable of the Ancient Clan, he tried to tear apart the void and escaped.

But apparently he was thinking too much, and the void was directly sealed by the power of ice and snow.

"Lin Teng, my ancient clan will definitely fight with you endlessly! I wait for today's death, and your Lin family will repay it a hundred times tomorrow!!"

The Ancient Clan Venerable roared hysterically in anger, and the roar of anger shook the roar of the four fields, like thunder, making people's ears rumble, and some of the direct ear drums that were below the source of cultivation exploded, bleeding blood.