At the same time, on the side of the Peach Blossom Garden cabin, Yan Fu and the others followed Ye Feng's instructions and stayed here all the time and did not go out.

However, at this time, on the hillside behind the peach blossom spring, a figure came at a gallop.

"It's murderous."

The tomb guard's brows furrowed again, he looked at Ye Rou next to him, and said, "Be optimistic about Ziwei and Ye Huan." ”

Ye Rou nodded heavily, hugged Ye Huan tightly in her arms, and then used her body to block in front of Xue Ziwei.

And Yan Fu and the old swordsmith also felt that terrifying aura rushing towards them at this time, which made their hearts tremble.

Soon, more than a dozen figures appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and outside the courtyard, twelve figures in black robes stepped over, in addition to this, there was also Sikong Fan, the head of the Sikong family.

"The Twelve Evils of Tianchi."

The old man guarding the tomb recognized the other party's origin at a glance, and his opinion made Yan Fu feel very surprised.

"Why do you know them?" Yan Fu turned his head to look at the old man guarding the tomb and asked a little suspiciously.

"I've heard of it."

The old man who guarded the tomb just replied lightly.

At this time, under the leadership of Sikong Fan, the Twelve Demons of Tianchi were already approaching the courtyard, and the soaring murderous aura gave people a feeling of darkness.

"It seems that we really underestimated Ye Feng's combat effectiveness, but fortunately, we prepared a hand in advance."

"As long as I catch you, I'm not afraid that Ye Feng will be caught without restraint."

Yan Fu laughed out loud and said, "Is this the style of your so-called martial arts family?" Only by using this kind of indiscriminate means can we achieve the goal, right? ”

"The so-called ancient martial arts inheritance is really bullshit."

Sikong Fan narrowed his eyes, looked at Yan Fu here, and said with a smile: "If my estimate is correct, you are crazy Hua Tuo." ”

"Once in the ancient martial arts world, you could be regarded as the number one person, but now it's a pity, the Tao is different, and you don't conspire with each other."

"Sikong Fan, don't you think it's very shameless to do this?"

"Shameless?"

Sikong Fan sneered: "Success and defeat, we only care about the result when we do things, as long as the result is good, what is the importance of the process?" ”

As he spoke, Sikong Fan raised one hand, and a long sword appeared in his hand: "You guys, do you want to be caught obediently, or let us do it ourselves?" ”

"But polish your eyes and see clearly, what are the origin of these twelve people next to me."

"The Twelve Evils of Tianchi, the highest combat power of the Heavenly Family, so what?"

Yan Fu and the old swordsmith naturally couldn't be caught with their hands tied, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them rushed towards that side.

Sikong Fan's eyes narrowed, and two of the twelve evils of Tianchi stood up at the same time.

Two-on-two, superior and inferior.

Almost with just one move, Yan Fu and the old swordsmith were blasted out by the two, vomiting blood from their mouths.

The twelve evils of Tianchi, all of them are top masters, and their cultivation is at least above the fifth order, how can Yan Fu and the old swordsmith be compared.

"Hehe, vulnerable."

Sikong Fan sneered, and had already entered the courtyard with the Twelve Demons of Tianchi to arrest people.

As long as they caught Yan Fu and these people and used them as a threat, then even if Ye Feng's combat power was extraordinary, so what?

The Mu family had confirmed this point of view before, even though Ye Feng was very strong, but there was a fatal weakness, and he was too emotional.

Therefore, as long as you grasp this fatal weakness of him, then even if you are a god, you will be enslaved for life.

The group of people rushed into the courtyard murderously, in Sikong Fan's opinion, it was really easy to catch this group of people.

However, the moment they entered the courtyard, they suddenly felt a monstrous murderous aura coming towards them.

With a loud bang, the walls of the surrounding courtyard were all overturned, and the Twelve Demons of Tianchi and Sikong Fan were all lifted out by a huge force.

"What's going on?"

At this moment, the audience was silent, and the panic spread in everyone's hearts.

After the smoke passed, I saw the old man guarding the tomb standing in place like a demon god, holding a rusty iron sword in his hand.

A sword qi radiated from the inside of the iron sword, instantly corroding the rust outside, and in the next second, the iron sword was as if it was brand new, exuding a shocking coldness.

In an instant, not only Sikong Fan and the Twelve Tianchi were stunned.

Even Yan Fu and the old swordsmith were dumbfounded.

That force just now was so powerful that it still gave people a thrilling feeling.

The old man clenched the iron sword in his hand and said nothing, but there was a violent force all over his body that was constantly climbing.

"This, this power!"

Yan Fu and the others looked at the old swordsmith in front of them with an extremely surprised look, they might never have dreamed that there was such a peerless master hidden by their side.

Soon, that violent force had climbed to the point of an extreme peak, and even Yan Fu and the others had already seen that the true qi on the old man guarding the tomb had begun to turn purple.

Seventh-Order Martial Saint, this old man who has always been unfathomable in his skills, is actually a seventh-order Martial Saint.

It's incredible.

"Old friends, we can fight side by side again."

As soon as the words fell, I saw the old man guarding the tomb pointing his iron sword towards the sky, and in an instant, a sword qi pierced through the sky.

"Such a strong sword qi, are you?"

Sikong Fan's eyes widened like copper bells, and Yan Fu on the side seemed to think of an extremely terrifying existence.

Many years ago, there was a peerless genius in the ancient martial arts world who entered the sword path, one person and one sword, and almost defeated all the sword masters in the ancient martial arts world.

However, when this person was in his prime, he suddenly disappeared, like a flash in the pan.

And legend has it that when this person challenged the swordsmen of the world at that time, no matter how powerful the opponent was and how profound his kendo attainments were, he could never carry this person's sword.

He fights, and he has always only used one sword, and one sword can kill his opponent.

It's been many years, and no one has ever remembered this peerless swordsman who was once peerless.

However, at this time, he reappeared in the world.

A life-threatening sword, sword god Zheng Qianqiu!