The cyan big hand runes were densely packed, like a huge mountain crashing down, and the majestic qi that diffused out made all the monks present shocked.

Zhao Ping'an's eyes were slightly cold, he felt a trace of pressure, and his backhand was punched out.

The immortal mana is long and profound, even if it is a random punch, with the help of the power of some of the Dao fruits of the previous life, it has become extremely powerful.

Rumble!

The void shook, and a terrifying shockwave spread out in all directions.

The big cyan hand collapsed, revealing a rickety figure that appeared under everyone's gaze.

This is an old man in a black robe, with shriveled skin and an unusually ugly face, but a pair of sharp eyes.

"Master!"

Seeing the black-robed old man who suddenly appeared, Black Mountain and the Gudao people all showed ecstasy.

"Meet the Master."

"Meet the Sect Master......"

The other cult cultivators of the Yin-Yang Sect were even more excited, and they all knelt down in front of the black-robed old man.

This person is the leader of the Yin-Yang Sect, known as the old man in the black robe!

"The leader of the Yin-Yang Sect, the old man in the black robe!"

"He's here too."

The sword master's expression was solemn.

The two deputy sect masters of the Yin Yang Sect both have the realm of the middle stage of Jindan, how strong should the black-robed old man as the orthodox sect leader be?

His mood suddenly sank to the bottom, and he began to worry about whether Zhao Ping'an could compete with the black-robed old man.

The other Sword Sect elders and disciples also changed their faces slightly, and they became a little uneasy.

"Your Excellency, good means."

The black-robed old man stood proudly in the sky, looked at Zhao Ping'an condescendingly, grinned, and said, "I didn't expect that the Sword Sect still has such a powerful existence as you, if it weren't for this seat, I'm afraid no one would be able to compete with you." ”

"Since Gu Changming, the Great Elder of the Sword Sect sat down many years ago, there should be no other powerhouses in the Sword Sect, who are you?"

The black-robed old man's eyes were sharp, staring directly at Zhao Ping'an, who was covered by fairy light, as if he wanted to see through the latter completely.

"You're not qualified to know."

Zhao Ping'an was expressionless and responded flatly.

Not to mention the appearance of the leader of the Yin-Yang Sect, even if there is a Yuanying-level existence present today, he must kill Montenegro!

"Haha!"

Hearing this, the black-robed old man laughed loudly and said jokingly: "Your Excellency is very arrogant, then let this sect master weigh your depth." ”

As soon as the words fell, the black-robed old man urged the mana around him, and a majestic and terrifying momentum came out of his body.

His silver hair was flying, there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes, and his powerful qi enveloped almost everyone present.

Compared to the Black Mountain and the Drum Dao people just now, the mana fluctuation of the black-robed old man is I don't know how many times stronger.

Plop, plop......

Even with the protection of the sect's formation, some of the Sword Sect disciples who were weaker in cultivation were still affected by the momentum of the black-robed old man, and they fell to the ground like quadriplegia uncontrollably, and even many monks in the foundation building period were swaying and almost couldn't stabilize their bodies.

"Jindan Realm is complete!"

Feeling the fluctuations emanating from the black-robed old man, the sword master's expression was moved.

Can the seniors compete with the Yin Yang Sect Master?

The Sword Master was secretly worried, if Zhao Ping'an couldn't stop the Yin Yang Sect Master, then the fate of the Sword Sect would be doomed.

If only the original Great Elder of the Sect, Gu Changming, had not fallen, he might be able to deal with the Yin Yang Sect Master, but unfortunately the Mandate of Heaven was ruthless, and the Great Elder could not come back from the dead.

Not only was the Sword Master very worried, but the other high-level elders and disciples of the Sword Sect also showed their worries one after another.

"Please also ask the master to take action and kill this person!"

"The sect master's magic power is beyond the world, and he will definitely be able to suppress this thief!"

Seeing that the Yin Yang Sect was angry, the Black Mountain and the Drummers opened their mouths to cheer.

Although the two of them were easily defeated by Zhao Ping'an just now, they were full of confidence in the black-robed old man, because the latter's strength had already exceeded imagination.

The disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect are almost all evil cultivators on the evil side, and almost no one obeys anyone, but the fact that the black-robed old man of the Yin-Yang Sect leader can bring them together is enough to see the terrifying strength of the domineering and powerful.

"It's up to you to try to weigh my depth? It's just ants. ”

At this moment, Zhao Ping'an spoke again, looking at the imposing black-robed old man with a trace of disdain and contempt in his eyes.

"What arrogance!"

"This sect leader will personally take off your head in front of everyone, and make you pay a heavy price for your words and deeds!"

The smile on the black-robed old man's face dissipated, revealing a gloomy look, and he was completely angered by Zhao Ping'an's words.

He shot directly and strongly, and there was no hint of temptation.

The void rippled, and black runes emerged, constantly intertwining to form a terrifying field, blocking all of Zhao Ping'an's retreats.

At the same time, the black-robed old man sacrificed a black magic sword.

"It's the sect master's best magic weapon, the Black Water Magic Sword."

After seeing this sword, Montenegro was a little surprised, this is the strongest killing weapon of the Yin Yang Sect Master, and now this sword is obviously moved with terrible killing intent, and Zhao Ping'an will be killed with one blow!

The sword qi was a hundred zhang long, with the intention of cold silence, piercing the endless sky, and aimed at Zhao Ping'an's eyebrows and attacked mercilessly.

This blow made everyone present feel a strong aura of death.

Looking at such a sharp blow, Zhao Ping'an was still extremely calm, before dealing with the Black Mountain and the Drum Dao people, he only borrowed part of the power of the Dao Fruit of his previous life, and now facing the Yin Yang Sect Master who was in the realm of Jindan Realm, he naturally wanted to let him understand what the power of the Yuan Infant level was!

Rumble!

Just when the sword qi was about to fall, the immortal light around Zhao Ping'an's body skyrocketed, like a round of dazzling sun!

An extremely terrifying momentum surged out from Zhao Ping'an's body, dispersing the clouds and mist in the sky and penetrating the endless sky!

That powerful sword qi, under this surging and terrifying qi, was shocked and collapsed on the spot, and even the magic sword of the best magic weapon level was broken with a "bang".

Everyone present, even the powerhouses of the Jindan Realm such as Black Mountain and Gudao People, all fell to their knees under this terrifying and powerful aura!

"Poof......

The best magic sword broke, and before the black-robed old man could react, he was strongly attacked and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Yuan ...... Yuan Infant Realm ......"

The black-robed old man's face turned pale, and he looked at Zhao Ping'an in disbelief like a god, and even his voice trembled.

He finally understood why the other party dared to say that he was an ant, it turned out to be an old monster in the Yuanying Realm.

In Nanjun, the powerhouse of the Yuanying Realm has not been born for a hundred years, and it is almost a legendary existence.

He regretted it incomparably, if he had known that there was such an existence in the Sword Sect, even if he was given a hundred dares, he would not dare to lead the crowd to attack the mountain!

"Escape ......"

He quickly reacted, and he couldn't even think of resisting, and just wanted to leave this place of right and wrong immediately.

The black-robed old man turned into a lightning-like lightning, gave up the Black Mountain and the Drummers, as well as all the evil cultivators of the Yin-Yang Sect, and quickly fled towards the edge of the sky alone.

But how could Zhao Ping'an let him leave alive?

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, it was like a thunderclap, and in the midst of the clouds and mist in the sky, a golden hand of hundreds of zhang grabbed it out of thin air, no matter how fast the black-robed old man escaped, he was still shrouded by the big hand.

"Not good."

"Tianxiang Shield!"

"Cloud Heart Armor!"

The black-robed old man was frightened and frightened, and hurriedly sacrificed his talisman weapon, burning his essence blood at any cost at the same time, and once again increasing his speed of escape.

But in the next second, the big golden hand slowly closed, and the terrifying power poured down, and the two talisman weapons that stood in front of the black-robed old man exploded one after another.

A terrible scream came, and before the black-robed old man had time to escape, he was directly pinched and exploded on the spot by the big golden hand, turning into a blood mist in the sky and dissipating.

The leader of the dignified Yin-Yang Sect, a black-robed old man with a complete cultivation in the Jindan Realm, was killed on the spot under everyone's gaze!

At this moment, whether it was the Sword Sect or the Yin Yang Sect cultivator, they were all cold and almost speechless.

"This ......"

The sword master was dumbfounded, his throat moved, and he could only barely squeeze out a single word, his tone full of indescribable shock.