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"Brother Ye is really strong!"

At this time, Shen Yitian stepped over from not far away, looked at a huge handprint on the ground, couldn't help but flash his eyes, and said: "This should not be any of the nine great battle skills of the Lingtian Sect, but the power is the power and power of the nine great battle skills, it seems to be an ancient combat skill, full of an ancient atmosphere!"

Ye Yu fell from the sky, nodded with a smile, and said: "Brother God really has a broad vision, this combat skill is a combat skill I got from a tomb a thousand years ago, called the Void Great Mudra, although it is not so famous now, but I think it was a thousand years ago, I am afraid it was also a powerful moment!"

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And just when Shen Yitian was about to say something, a loud shout suddenly sounded from the sky, "Little cub, this seat has finally found you?! You want to pay for the lives of those three Tianjiao disciples of my Ten Thousand Sword Sect?! This seat has to break your body into ten thousand pieces in order to eliminate the hatred in my heart!"

Rumble!

A majestic sword intent poured down from the sky like a tide.

Buzzing!

This is a sword cultivation powerhouse that is extremely condensed with sword intent, has turned into his own sword intent world, and has sword momentum.

When Ye Yu heard this figure, he instantly knew that this was the main body of the spiritual light clone that manifested from the body of Dan Chenzi after he killed the three Tianjiao disciples of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect that day.

This is a powerful power, a powerful existence of a primary-level Spirit Venerable, forming his own sword intent realm.

At this time, feeling the overwhelming sword intent, Ye Yu suddenly let out a long roar, and a divine fire burning with black flames suddenly appeared on his body, and he slammed his fist into the sky.

Bang!

The huge black divine flame suddenly condensed into a huge divine fist, and directly blasted towards the heavenly sword intent that fell from the sky.

Crash!

Click!

Rumble!

The sword intent in the sky was originally extremely powerful, like a sword mountain, pressing down on Ye Yu and wanting to kill him, but at this time, it was directly punched by Ye Yu, and the surging wind blew the sea of sword intent scattered and shattered.

"Huh, just a beginner-level Spirit Emperor, you actually have such strength, do you have an extremely strong body refining technique on your body?"

A middle-aged man stood with his hands in his hands, standing on the top of a large mountain not far away.

Although it was just a random blow from him just now, it was really the strength of the Venerable, a Sword Venerable, that was the powerful existence of sword cultivation, extremely terrifying.

However, it was smashed by this young man's punch, which is indeed a bit strange.

At this time, Ye Yu soared into the air, and he could see that the skin on his fist had been cut with a few bloodshots, which was the fierce sword intent just now that broke through the Demon Hell Divine Fire in his hand and slashed into his fist.

However, at this time, Ye Yu's physical body was comparable to that of an imperial warrior, and the Venerable Sword Intent, which was able to split the mountain, did not cut into his flesh and bones, but only left traces on his skin.

At this time, Ye Yu also knew the strong strength of a Venerable.

If it is an ordinary high-level emperor, Ye Yu can crush and kill at will with his many means and strong physique, if it is an ordinary peak emperor, he can be rivaled, but if it is a half-step spirit venerable or a real venerable, then he can only flee for his life.

Even if it is a weak Venerable, it is still stepping into the realm of Lingzun, and the means are not something that Ye Yu can match at this time, but at this time, Ye Yu tested his true strength, but he did not plan to escape, because ......

"Who are you? Why did you kill Brother Ye? Don't you know that he is a true disciple of the Lingtian Sect?!"

Shen Yitian was originally born for battle, and at this time, he felt the surging aura and powerful power of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect's powers, and in his upright body, he began to surge out of a sky-high battle intent, as if he wanted to fight with the sky.

The inheritance of the Zhantian Palace, the skill of the Zhantian God Emperor, is to break through with battle, derive the will of the Emperor of War, and shatter everything.

At this time, the person who came was obviously an enemy of Ye Yu, and Shen Yitian was naturally on Ye Yu's side, he was born noble, and he didn't take the power of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect in his eyes at all, even if he was a venerable.

"Lingtian Sect, you are the true disciple of Lingtian Sect?!"

The power of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect obviously did not expect that, although I don't know if Shen Yitian is a fox and a fake tiger, but the prestige of the Immortal Dao Great Sect like the Lingtian Sect has affected it for thousands of years, so it naturally makes this power of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect throw a mouse bogey weapon and dare not move lightly.

However, thinking of the three Tianjiao disciples of his Ten Thousand Swords Sect who died tragically, they were the inheritors of his own sect's hard work, but they were all killed by the boy in the green shirt in front of him, this kind of hatred ......

"No matter what kind of sect you are, since you are here today, there is no reason to let it go, this seat will kill you in this endless wasteland, take away your creation, even if it is the Lingtian Sect, it is thousands of miles away, I am afraid it will be beyond the reach of the whip, no one knows who killed you?!"

At this time, the power of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect simply didn't do anything, and directly said "you", and he counted Shen Yitian as well.

Hearing what the power of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect said at this time, the corners of Ye Yu's mouth suddenly smiled without leaving a trace.

The strategy worked.

And sure enough, when Shen Yitian heard the powerful words of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, he felt the fierce killing intent, overwhelming, and he suddenly looked furious, and said coldly: "You dare to kill me, today, you will die!"

The realm of the peak Spirit Emperor of God and Heaven is about to step into the level of Spirit Venerable, and you are the young hall master of the Sun and Moon Temple and the Battle Heaven Temple, and he is extremely noble, at this time, he was regarded as a person to be killed by the monks of such a small sect, and suddenly the battle intent and killing intent of the whole body were surging, and his body, a golden-colored God Emperor Phantom, suddenly appeared in the void, standing proudly in the sky.

"It's ...... Sun and Moon Temple's Battle Heaven God Emperor Skill?!"

The Ten Thousand Swords Sect's powerful knowledge was extraordinary, and he immediately saw the aura of Shen Yitian's exercises, and his expression suddenly flashed with a trace of horror.

These two young men, a true disciple of the Spirit Heaven Sect and a inheritor of the Sun and Moon Divine Temple's subordinate branch halls, even though they are only at the emperor level, their status is definitely much more noble than the power of their own medium sect.

Thinking of what he said just now, he has already made a feud, this Sword Venerable of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect suddenly looked ruthless, and secretly thought in his heart: The Endless Wasteland is the extreme chaos, I just killed these two boys today, not only the Lingtian Sect and the Sun Moon Divine Temple are beyond the reach of the whip, but I may also be able to get the cultivation of the two of them, and when the time comes, I may break through to a higher level!

Thinking of this, this Sword Venerable of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect looked at Ye Yu and Shen Yitian, and it was not a hateful look, but a deep greed.

"Fight!"

"Kill!"

Two loud shouts suddenly came out of the mouths of Shen Yitian and Ye Yu, and both of them knew that today was endless.

Ye Yu looked at the golden divine light phantom around Shen Yitian's body, the battle aura was all over the sky, and he was angry in the sky, and suddenly a jet-black war halberd was condensed in his hand, and he rushed directly towards the sword venerable of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect on the top of the mountain not far away.

The surging spiritual power was like a long dragon howling, and behind Ye Yu, a phantom of the Holy King was suddenly condensed, and the immortal aura was hazy, and he wanted to fight the Nine Heavens!