"Who is Your Excellency?"

The guardian did not answer Ye Yun's words, but his eyelids narrowed slightly, and in the depths of his eyes, an astonishing sword light suddenly erupted.

He was ready to attack.

The young man in white in front of him gave him a very frightened feeling, which made him feel uneasy.

Only by using the sword can he feel at ease.

Ye Yun looked at the masked guy in front of him, and said indifferently: "You don't deserve to know my name......

"So arrogant!"

The anger in the Guardian's heart erupted like a volcano.

Perhaps he could no longer endure this unknown threat, and even slashed down with a sword.

This sword light seemed to be born from the vast galaxy, and a sword fell, and the heavens shook.

"What a strong sword!"

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"It is worthy of being a great monk of the Heavenly Destiny Realm, and half a foot has stepped into the realm of life and death!"

At this time, the countless monks in the Enlightenment Square looked up at the sky, and their faces showed a look of disbelief.

This astonishing sword light was suddenly fixed in mid-air.

"You are not small, you dare to do it to me!"

A cold voice suddenly resounded in the void.

Ye Yun looked at the sword light that was fixed in mid-air, and a faint sneer appeared on his face.

If it weren't for the deceased.

How can this guardian have a life now?

"How is this possible?"

The Guardian was almost frightened to death when he saw that his sword light was fixed in mid-air and could not be pierced at all.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of a possibility, the strong man in front of him should at least be a strong man in the realm of life and death.

"Whew!"

Ye Yun blew lightly.

This light breath fell on the bright and chilling sword light, and the sword light suddenly turned into wisps of green smoke and dissipated.

"It's really funny, Liu Yiyi, your descendants would actually do something to me, didn't you expect it?"

Ye Yun carried his hands behind his back and walked towards the guardian step by step.

"You...... How do you know the name of our ancestors?"

When the guardian suddenly heard Liu Yiyi's name, his face immediately changed.

The name of the ancestors is known only to generations of guardians.

No one else knows.

And the young man in white in front of him knew the name of his ancestor.

How is this possible?

The guardian's heart stirred up, and as he watched the white-clothed young man walk step by step, he found that his body was actually imprisoned.

I can't even move a little finger.

"The guardian of the tenth layer of the Heavenly Mandate Realm was defeated like this?"

When the many monks on the Enlightenment Square saw this, they were frightened one by one.

Some people turn around and want to run away.

Ye Yun glanced down lightly, and everyone was suddenly restrained by a mysterious force, as if they had been immobilized.

Everyone looked at the white-clothed young man in the sky in shock.

I can't imagine what kind of earth-shattering step this person's cultivation has reached!

Ye Yun walked up to the guardian, raised his hand, and slapped it on the guardian's face with a "snap".

The silver mask shattered suddenly, revealing an old face.

Now this old face has a frightened look, and the depths of his eyes reveal indescribable despair.

"Who the hell are you?"

The Guardian said with difficulty.

"Ye Yun. ”

Ye Yun gently spit out two words.

"Ye Yun?"

The Guardian frowned, muttering the name softly.

Suddenly, a light flashed through his mind.

His face suddenly distorted, and he said in a trembling voice, "This ...... How is this possible? How can you still be alive?"

The tone of his last words changed.

Because of this name, it is also passed down from generation to generation among the Guardians.

Ye Yun and Liu Yiyi.

This is the creator of the two sword marks on the Sword King Stone.

To date, only the Guardians, who have been passed down from generation to generation, know the names of these two men.

"Looks like you've got ...... remembered"

Ye Yun smiled calmly.

"This is impossible, this is absolutely impossible, the ancestors have been dead for almost 100,000 years, how can you survive?"

The Guardian had a nervous breakdown, talking to himself frantically.

He really couldn't imagine that the white-clothed young man in front of him was the sect master of the Eternal Sect Divine Dragon Sect 100,000 years ago, known as the number one master of the Eternal Realm on the Cangnan Continent.

But how did they survive?

Don't say that a powerhouse in the Eternal Realm, even if it is a legendary True God Realm powerhouse, it is impossible to live for 100,000 years!

"Nothing is impossible!"

Ye Yun smiled indifferently, and suddenly pointed his finger in the air.

In front of him, a beautiful woman in red appeared.

"This is the ...... of the ancestors"

When the guardian saw the woman's face, his heart was shocked, and his knees suddenly weakened, and he wanted to kneel on the ground.

But he was imprisoned, and he couldn't lift a little finger.

Suddenly, Ye Yun withdrew his mana.

The woman's image also vanished.

By the time he painted this portrait, everything had been cut off, and only he and the Guardian could see it.

Maybe it's because it's hurting to see things.

Ye Yun's expression suddenly became even more sad.

He took a deep breath.

After a few seconds, Ye Yun's expression became unwavering again, without a trace of waves, and the trace of sadness just now had long since disappeared.

Ye Yun has been signed in the space for 100,000 years, and a Dao heart has already been extremely strong.

He looked at the Guardian and said lightly.

"You can be spared the death penalty, but the living crime cannot be escaped, and you should be suppressed for five hundred years!"

After speaking, Ye Yun lightly clicked.

The guardian in front of him suddenly turned into a stone statue.

Ye Yun slapped this stone statue towards that mysterious space, and when this stone statue entered it, all the disciples of the Sword King Palace also turned into stone statues at this moment.

Ye Yun lightly touched his hand.

The entire mountain range immediately rumbled into the ground.

He wrote a word.

"Seal!"

The big character shone with divine light, and when it fell to the ground, it completely disappeared.

Seeing this young man in white like a god, all the monks in the Enlightenment Square were so frightened that they were cold, as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

A cultivator of the tenth layer of the Heavenly Mandate Realm was easily suppressed in this way, and once suppressed, it was five hundred years.

The methods of such repression are so miraculous that they have never heard of it.

"You people, you deserve to die......, too"

Ye Yun looked indifferently at the thousands of monks below.

In his eyes, these monks were like ants, insignificant.

Fall in one go.

The thousands of monks were all turned into smoke and dissipated in horror.

Including that Li Shaobai.

Also in Ye Yun's heart, such a monk is no different from an ant.

Under the true gods, they are all ants.

Ye Yun will not open up just because Li Shaobai and Jun Moxiao have a relationship.

This Li Shaobai took advantage of Jun Moxiao, and he is not a good person.

However, for that guardian, Ye Yun still looked at the former confidante, and opened the net, and only suppressed it for five hundred years.

......

Looking at that mountain, it sank into the ground in a blink of an eye.

Luo Li and Jun Moxiao couldn't help but think of the eighteen-layer hell that suddenly poured out of the underground of the Sword God Sect of the Ancient Moon Dynasty.

The two of them couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

When the ancestors shot, they always killed them all, and they never left any trouble.

"Old Ancestor, the figure that appeared on the Sword King Stone, is it really you?"

Jun Mo asked with a stammer.

Ye Yun nodded, and suddenly disappeared into the void.

Jun Moxiao and Luo Li glanced at each other, and the eyes of both of them were indescribably shocked.

But at the same time, there is another question in the hearts of the two people.

Who is that peerless woman, who is the ancestor?