The ancestors of the four ancient martial arts families appeared in the Heavenly Family at the same time, shaking the entire ancient martial arts world.

At the same time, the next battle is also destined to go down in history.

At this time, in that peach blossom source wooden house, Ye Feng and the old man guarding the tomb had already embarked on a journey to the heavenly home.

This battle is inevitable for Ye Feng.

He originally didn't plan to get involved in the disputes in this so-called ancient martial arts world, and after destroying Hongmeng Tang Kunzhong, he already planned to retire to the rivers and lakes and live the second half of his life with his wife and children.

But in the end, he doesn't mess with others, but others want to mess with him.

After destroying the entire Mu family in a fit of rage, and killing the guests of the other ancient martial arts families at the same time, it was destined that Ye Feng and these people would fall into a situation of endless death.

If he wants to be clean in the future, the only way is to kill all of them and be afraid.

In that way, no one would dare to disturb his leisure.

The hurricane rises, the drums of war beat.

In the early morning of the next day, the figures of Ye Feng and the old man guarding the tomb appeared outside the gate of the Heavenly Family.

At this time, the major masters stationed in the Heavenly Family had already smelled the smell of danger, so they had already made preparations.

Long Yuan is in front, and Ye Feng is in the back.

I saw that Long Yuan stood upright on the ground, spinning and moving all the way forward, rolling up countless dust on the ground.

Soon, Ye Feng and the old man guarding the tomb came to the gate of the Heavenly Family, on the huge stone staircase, in front of a building, a large number of masters were already waiting here.

"Ye Feng, you big devil, if you have the courage to come to the heavenly home today, it will be a dead end."

The masters of the entire ancient martial arts world gathered here, however, when facing Ye Feng and the old man guarding the tomb, he had cruel words on his lips, but he didn't have any confidence in his heart.

Long Yuan suddenly stopped spinning, Ye Feng grabbed it with one hand, and Long Yuan flew into his hand.

With a sweep of the sword, a large area of ancient martial arts masters in front of him was swept away by Ye Feng.

Immediately after that, a knife slashed down from the sky: "Qinglong. Chop! ”

Nearly thirty zhang long cyan blades appeared, splitting the building behind those people in two.

With a bang, the building collapsed.

And most of the ancient martial arts masters in front of the building died.

This is Ye Feng's current style, as an invincible peerless powerhouse, there is no need for him to say too many cruel words.

If you want to do it, then do it thoroughly, and do it without hesitation.

At the same time, the old man guarding the tomb also drew out the iron sword and held it in his hand.

"It's a familiar breath."

"Sword Qi."

The old man who guarded the tomb closed his eyes slightly, as if he smelled the fragrance of osmanthus in July.

"Do you have any acquaintances here?" Ye Feng asked.

"That's right, thirty years ago, my men were defeated." The old man guarding the tomb smiled faintly: "That person, leave it to me, here in the Heavenly Family today, there are several seventh-order, are you sure?" ”

"In my eyes, the seventh order is like an ant."

Ye Feng carried Long Yuan on his shoulders and walked step by step in the direction of the Heavenly Family Martial Arts Square in front of him.

With every step, an extremely powerful force burst out from his body.

At the same time, the true qi that permeated his body began to change color constantly.

Red, orange, yellow, cyan, blue, purple!

When Ye Feng came to the Heavenly Family's Martial Arts Square, the true qi that permeated his body had completely turned purple.

As soon as he started the game, he directly took out the strength and cultivation of the seventh-order martial saint.

Boom...

On the martial arts square, the sound of the evening drum and morning bell sounded, and Murong Jiuding, who was carrying the big ding, first appeared in Ye Feng's sight.

The big tripod fell to the ground, and the bluestone ground was directly smashed out of countless cracks, and he stood on top of the big tripod with one foot.

At the same time, in the other direction, a tornado rose from the ground, and Ren Feng Lei walked out of the tornado.

Then, the Heavenly Nine Abyss, which was controlling the Xuanbing Snake, appeared, and the ruthless sword in his hand also appeared.

The ancestors of the four great families appeared on this martial arts square at the same time, and their bodies also burst into purple true qi almost at the same time.

The four Ancestors, all of them are of the Seventh Order.

In addition, in some other directions, dozens of peerless masters appeared, all of which were ancestor-level figures from other ancient martial arts sects.

The weakest ones are all fifth-order martial saints.

Even among them, three other seventh-order martial saints came out.

In other words, the people standing on this martial arts square at this time were except for Ye Feng and the old man guarding the tomb.

Among their hostile forces, a total of seven Seventh-Order Martial Saints appeared.

This is the true essence of the ancient martial arts world.

"I really didn't expect that in the ancient martial arts realm, there would be so many seventh-orders."

At this moment, even the old man guarding the tomb was a little frightened, such a lineup is indeed unprecedented.

"Scared?"

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes and smiled faintly.

The old man who guarded the tomb sighed and said, "Do you think I will be afraid?" ”

"The Seventh-Order Martial Saint is known as invincible in the world, but it is invincible, and it is also a realm."

As he spoke, the old man guarding the tomb stepped forward with his sword, directly locked his gaze on the ruthless body, and said, "Senior, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

"Don't talk nonsense."

Sikong has been waiting for many years for this day to be able to be shamed, after all, back then, he was defeated by the old man who guarded the tomb and was robbed of the name of the sword god.

"The three swords are merciless."

The long sword is volleyed in the air, the sword aura is awe-inspiring, and Sikong's ruthless shot is the strongest killing move, directly approaching the old man guarding the tomb.

The duel between the strong does not require bells and whistles at all, and the process of their fight will be very short.

The so-called three days and three nights of the war, that is complete nonsense, the real invincible powerhouse, from the beginning of the shot, to the final division of the winner, often just in the blink of an eye.

"Kill with a sword!"

Woooo

The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, sweeping the world, and the two peerless sword gods are king bombs at the beginning, and one move determines the winner.

Soon, the sword qi formed a sword storm, sweeping through the entire martial arts square, and the two swords collided, making a crisp sound.

Clang...

The ruthless sword broke, and the iron sword in the old man's hand took advantage of the momentum, and a huge sword light pierced through Sikong Ruthless's chest, and then burst out from behind him.

Rumble...

On the stone wall behind the ruthlessness, there was a very terrifying sword mark.

And his chest was pierced by the sword qi, and with a pop, Sikong fell to his knees ruthlessly.

He was once again defeated at the hands of the old man guarding the tomb.

"Unwilling..."

He raised his head to the sky and roared, and a sword qi flew out from his forehead, piercing the sky.

"Unwilling..."

There were two angry roars in a row, and the last mouthful of blood spurted out, and Sikong Ruthless was silent.

He knelt on the ground like this, with that unwilling expression on his face, his eyes as wide as copper bells, and he didn't bat at himself.