A thunderous roar rang out.

A middle-aged man in a brown robe stepped into the air, appeared above the gate of the Tang Mansion, and then flashed in front of Han Xinghe.

As soon as he took one step, a strong wind swept out,

The sword qi condensed in Chen Changan's hand was directly dispersed, and his figure retreated again and again.

The brown-robed middle-aged man glanced at Han Xingyu behind him, and then at the three corpses on the ground, his brows suddenly furrowed.

Under the thin eyebrows, a pair of eyes showed a chill.

He looked up at Chen Chang'an in front of him, and said with some surprise: "Chengling has already realized the Tao in the first realm, and there are still such talented young people in the Jin Kingdom!"

Chen Changan stood firm, the sword qi in his hand was still condensed, and he did not respond to him.

Seeing this, the brown-robed middle-aged man hooked up a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, and said: "Boy, ordinary forces can't teach people like you at all, I'm curious about what school you are taught from, dare to kill my disciple of Yunzhou Dao Palace?"

Although there was no sinister wording in his words, there was a murderous intent in his voice.

Yunzhou Dao Palace, standing in Yunzhou for thousands of years, has produced three emperors of the era of repression, peach and plum all over the world.

There was someone in the realm of Yunzhou who dared to kill him so blatantly as a disciple of Yunzhou Dao Palace.

If this matter is good, then the face of Yunzhou Dao Palace will be lost.

"What about the disciples of the Yunzhou Dao Palace?"

Chen Changan's eyes were cold, and he said, "I have no door and no faction, and I can still kill them?"

"Haha, no sect?"

The brown-robed middle-aged man looked at Chen Changan and laughed, his eyes became cold, and he said, "Since there is no door and no faction, then leave your life behind!"

He slapped his palm, and there was a red glow in his palm.

The palm power gushed out, no longer a simple spiritual power, but a raging flame.

The monks of the Cultivation Divine Realm have already condensed the Dao Seed in their bodies, and with a single move, the Dao Seed will turn the spiritual power into a powerful force between heaven and earth.

The middle-aged man in the brown robe in front of him is cultivating the Red Flame Dao Intent, and with a single thought, the spiritual power can be turned into flames.

Between the flips, Chilian swept out.

His palm seemed to be an understatement, but even an ordinary Cultivation Realm powerhouse still couldn't stop it.

"Yunzhou Dao Palace, full of Taoist people!"

Chen Changan clasped his hands together and scolded unceremoniously, and the spiritual power on his body exploded like a river bursting its embankment, all over his body.

Gray spiritual power rose above him, like a demonic flame burning.

An illusory long sword condensed in front of him, hovering and spinning in the air, and his aura condensed to the extreme.

Even in the face of the monks of the Cultivation Realm, he was still not afraid.

Knowing that he is invincible but still has to use the sword, this is Chen Changan's cultivation attitude, and it is also the reason why he likes Zhou Tieyi's sword technique.

Even if there are thousands of people in front of me, I will go, and then I will go.

Chen Changan is facing a person who is stronger than tens of millions of people at the moment, but if he wants to take out the sword, then he will take out the sword.

Indomitable!

"Sword Intent!"

The old man in the brown robe frowned slightly, the sword intent is a kind of Dao intent, but it does not belong to the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, but to the extremely rare martial will of the Dao.

What is Martial Will?

If there are two monks who use the same weapons, have the same cultivation, and use the same moves, and only one person can be left in the battle between the two, then the decision of life and death is who has a stronger martial will and who can survive.

For example, the three thousand elite armor in the world can break 100,000 bear soldiers, or the courage breaking grandmaster in the cultivation world is invincible to the dog slaughterer, what is missing is the will of martial arts.

Red Lotus crashed into the gray sword.

The red flames erupted, turning into raging red waves.

Chen Changan stood in the midst of the red flame frenzy, his body standing straight, like a long sword unsheathed, and in front of the merged hands, the blade of the sword shadow burst out with a line of gray light.

A line of gray light is very small in the flame tide, like a drop in the ocean.

But it was this drop in the ocean that tore apart the entire flame tide and swept away from Chen Changan's side, without hurting him in the slightest.

Zheng!

A sword roar sounded, and the gray light turned into sword qi and pierced the face door of the brown-robed middle-aged man.

The old man in the brown robe was stunned, the sword intent comprehended by this kid was so strong, allowing him to break his palm with the cultivation of the Inheritance Spirit Primal Realm.

He flipped his hand, and a large hand condensed by red flames appeared in front of him.

Chen Changan's sword qi submerged into the red flames, and then the giant hand turned into an afterimage in the void and slapped on Chen Changan's chest.

"Hmm!"

Chen Changan's body flew upside down in response, the phantom of the long sword in his hand dissipated, and scarlet blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth.

His body landed heavily on the ground not far away, and the giant hand dissipated, but the spiritual power contained in it instantly rushed into Chen Changan's body.

Those spiritual powers were frantically destroying Chen Changan's body.

Chen Changan felt that everything was burning inside, and he hurriedly urged the Heavenly Demon Sutra to begin to devour and dissolve the violent spiritual power in his body.

Not far away, the middle-aged man in the brown robe felt a pain in the back of his hand, and a slight blood mouth appeared, and wisps of blood flowed out.

He frowned, he didn't expect that he would be hurt by a monk from the Beginning Realm of Spiritual Inheritance.

He wiped the blood on the back of his hand, locked his eyes on Chen Changan not far away, and said, "Your talent is really good, but it's a pity that you took the wrong path, and you will die here today!"

"Going the wrong way?"

Chen Changan smiled and said mockingly: "If you and I are in the same realm today, then you are on the wrong path!"

The brown-robed middle-aged man snorted coldly and said, "Stubborn, if you offend my Yunzhou Dao Palace, you are going the wrong way, no matter how strong you are, Yunzhou Dao Palace can kill you!"

As the words fell, the red flame rose in his hand.

"Yunzhou Dao Palace, don't you think you are invincible in the world!"

A deep voice exploded in the sky above the Tang Mansion.

This voice seemed to come from above the nine heavens, and the word was as deafening as thunder.

When this voice sounded, the wind of this side of heaven and earth stood up, the clouds stopped, and the grass and trees were no longer swaying, as if all things in heaven and earth were shocked by him at this moment.

The red flame in the hands of the brown-robed middle-aged man suddenly extinguished.

His complexion sank instantly, and he felt that the spiritual power in his body was suppressed and could not be mobilized, he looked up and looked around, but found out who the master who could not speak, so he could only say to the air: "I don't know which senior is dissatisfied with my Yunzhou Dao Palace, you can come out and speak out!"

Being able to suppress his spiritual power silently and untenably, this cultivation is absolutely stable and surpasses him.

Above the nourishment of the gods is the realm of unity.

But he faintly felt that the realm of the master of this voice was even higher than the realm of Guiyi.

He looked at the heaven and earth around him, and a feeling of powerlessness rose in his heart, a feeling he could only feel when facing several palace masters of Yunzhou Dao Palace.

"You don't deserve to see me, even if it's your 12th palace master, go back and tell Cangyue Old Dog, it's not enough for your Dao Palace to say this Yunzhou!"

The deep voice sounded again.

The brown-robed middle-aged man turned dark, looked at the dead sky in front of him, and said, "Your Excellency is too big, you dare to insult the dean of our hospital, don't you really take my Yunzhou Dao Palace in your eyes?"

"Yes, I just didn't pay attention to it, Yunzhou Dao Palace is a fart, you ass can get out!"

The voice seemed to be a little impatient, and dropped it directly.

As soon as these words fell, a terrifying coercion fell from the sky.

The middle-aged man in the brown robe felt as if a mountain was pressing on his body, and he was furious, but he couldn't say anything when he opened his mouth.

"Let's go!"

The brown-robed middle-aged man turned around and glanced at Han Xingyu and the others, and spit out a word under the huge pressure around him.

The group fled from the Tang Mansion with three corpses, like a lost dog who had been driven out of the house.

"Today's events have been remembered by the Yunzhou Dao Palace, I hope Your Excellency will dare to say so at that time!"

The brown-robed middle-aged man walked out of the Tang Mansion, felt the pressure on his body light, and immediately raised his head and said.

"Get out!"

A word fell from the sky with a terrifying sound wave.

The brown-robed middle-aged man felt a shock in his chest, and his body flew out directly, smashing the stone wall not far away.

The earth and rocks flew sideways, and the smoke and dust billowed out, directly submerging the middle-aged brown robe.

"Deacon Ming!"

Seeing this, a group of disciples of the Yunzhou Dao Palace stepped forward in surprise.

The brown robe endured the sharp pain in his chest, with blood in his mouth, and his eyes glared at Tang Mansion viciously.

"Let's go!!"

This word almost came out of his teeth.

Obviously, as the deacon of the Yunzhou Dao Palace, he had never been so humiliated.

He secretly made up his mind in his heart that he would pass the news to the palace master when he left this street, and he would have to pay a heavy price for that person.

The disciples of Yunzhou Dao Palace helped him and Han Xingyu and walked towards the Han family.