"This world blade is almost the same as the classification of the source technique, it can be divided into, earth-level blade, mortal-level blade, heaven-level blade, saint-level blade, law domain blade, Si Yingyu, the powerhouse of the law domain of the Tianlong Kingdom, have you seen it?" After taking a sip of wine, speaking of the powerhouse of the law domain, the eyes of the wine beggar were a little awe and fear.

Ye Yan nodded and said, "I met when I was in the Fire Spirit Palace!"

The wine beggar nodded slightly, and then said: "His blade is the Divine Blade of the Law Domain, it is the crutch he holds, don't look at the crutch is old and broken, as soon as the crutch comes out, the Nine Rank Venerable falls in front of it in less than half a sound, which is extremely terrifying." ”

"Tut-tut...... "The divine blade of the powerhouse of the law domain is really not ordinary, a single blade can kill a venerable, after some surprise in his heart, Ye Yan said.

"But this golden gun of yours should belong to a saint-level blade to me!, but there is another point that is not, it is impossible to say that a saint-level blade will not appear to be the original divine soul, haha. Looking at the golden gun in Ye Yan's hand, the wine beggar said lightly.

"Why don't you give me the golden gun, and I'll be your subordinate for ten years?" The wine beggar smirked, his eyes fixed on the golden gun.

"Impossible! This golden gun recognizes me as the master, don't fight its idea, otherwise I will ......" The corners of his mouth lifted an arc, and a wisp of crimson Yuan Soul gradually appeared in Ye Yan's hand.

The wine beggar hurriedly grabbed Ye Yan's hand, and glanced at it, this stinky boy threatened with the Yuan Soul at every turn.

"Now that Wang Qiang has fallen, it means that Wang Google no longer has great strength, and these spars will send some disciples to prepare for mining!" Ye Yan touched the space ring and said to the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect behind him.

Hearing this, the disciples behind him did not stay, and they moved their hands at the surrounding spars in groups of threes and threes, making a sound in the spars.

......

The morning sun was shining down from the sky, and in the midst of the Holy Beast Kingdom Kyoto, a luxurious restaurant was crowded one after another, the blue and yellow hall, surrounded by disciples standing on both sides, wearing various clothes, and above the main hall, five men seemed to be quietly waiting for something.

"Report, urgent matter!"

When this hurried voice sounded, the eyes of the five people turned to the door, and when they saw the disciple in a hurry, the faces of the five people were all waiting for some big news.

"Wang Qiang and Jin Huayu, including hundreds of elite disciples, all fell on the Holy Lion Mountain. ”

When the disciple took out a white curtain from the space ring, it showed the appearance of a human figure, and there were slight blood stains on many places on the white cloth, the most serious was the place on the head, some of the congealed blood had turned red at this time.

When the curtain slowly fell, the scene inside finally appeared in front of everyone in this great hall.

Under the white curtain, Wang Qiang collapsed to the ground, his eyes widened, and there was still a trace of coagulated horror on his face, and on the ground, a pool of viscous blood continued to stimulate everyone.

In the center of the gloomy hall, a corpse without any breath was placed in it, looking at the face of the corpse, it was Wang Qiang who died in Ye Yan's hands.

One of the five men hurriedly ran over, looked at Wang Qiang, who didn't have any breath, his voice was a little torn, and said, "Holy Lion Mountain? ”

Looking at Wang Qiang's corpse, no one in the hall made a soft sound, and they didn't dare to make the slightest sound, because they clearly felt a killing intent released by the body of the man at the top of the hall.

Some tears flowed down his cheeks slowly, gritting his teeth, and his voice carried violent anger.

"Early tomorrow morning, all the elite disciples will go to the Holy Lion Mountain and take care of my brother's unfulfilled intentions, and kill any personality if they see it. ”

His eyes were red and he looked at Wang Qiang's corpse, his teeth creaked, and his angry voice echoed in the hall.

"Sect Master Mu, now that all the sect forces of our first-class forces have gathered together, just to get rid of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, now that the time is pressing, we should solve the matter of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect first, as for Wang Qiang's matter, we ......"

Before the words were finished, Mu Yang slapped him over, and the sound of snapping made the man a little angry, and he immediately ran to the front and shouted: "Mu Yang, all of our sect masters are gathered here not to help you take revenge, but for the crystal vein of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, if you can't get the crystal vein, I'll see how you explain it, hum." ”

The man's robe flicked, and he gave Mu Yang a cold word, and returned to his seat angrily, looking at Mu Yang with slanted eyes.

Looking at the cold corpse next to him, Mu Yang's eyes flashed with a touch of ruthlessness, and said: "Everyone, I, Mu Mou, asked everyone to gather, naturally for the crystal vein, and according to my understanding, the crystal vein of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect appeared in the Holy Lion Mountain, and the Venerable of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect seems to have disappeared, our spies can find Wang Qiang's body from the Holy Lion Mountain, which means that the Venerable has disappeared, please rest assured." ”

The man in the other seats nodded, touched his chin, and thought seriously about how to divide the crystalline crystal.

A few days ago, the incident in the Valley of the Beast King made Ye Yan's reputation spread throughout the Holy Beast Kingdom, and according to the news, Ye Yan was in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and Lin Haotian of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect could not go out, and he did not have the strength to kill Wang Qiang, who did Wang Qiang of the sixth layer of the Holy King die in, the only thing that made Mu Yang doubt was Ye Yan, who had killed the third layer of the Holy King with the strength of the Great Sage, and now this growth rate can be described as extremely terrifying!

Or maybe Ye Yan used some secret treasure to kill Wang Qiang, otherwise it would be impossible for him to succeed in killing Wang Qiang with the strength of his Great Sage.

"In addition to that Venerable in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, Lin Haotian, who can kill Wang Qiang is Ye Yan, so ...... In this way, Ye Yan's current strength is very strong, and Wang Qiang has mastered the mortal-level source technique, plus he is so skilled, even if he is placed in the same level, it can be regarded as the strength of the front, but he was killed by Ye Yan, it seems that Ye Yan must have a secret treasure on his body, or he has a more advanced source technique. ”

Slowly raised his head, and looked at the other men and glanced at each other, the killing intent in their eyes skyrocketed.

"From tomorrow, all the elite disciples will be able to enter the Holy Lion Mountain when they reach the fifth layer of the Great Sage, and if they find the people of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect and the young man named Ye Yan, they will all be notified by the source qi whistle. Mu Yang gave an order with a cold face.

"Little bastard, I don't believe you have much ability, look how you escaped from my palm this time. Mu Yang sneered, those eyes had become extremely cold at this time.