"Yes, yes... The juniors are so rampant nowadays, do you really think that when I am old, I will be your world? Today I will teach you what it means to respect the elders. ”

Aoba said angrily, and then threw the whisk in his hand at Ren Yuan, and the ten thousand silver threads seemed to come to life, elongating and thickening the entire palace.

This huge imperial city was plunged into darkness, the visibility was reduced to the lowest value, everyone present fell into panic, although Beichen Yan and Sima Nushan and others could still remain calm on the surface, but their hearts were still very shocked, and at the same time, there was a trace of worry, they had never seen such a scene.

And at this time, there is a figure standing upright, on the cusp of the storm, his clothes and belts move with the wind, although it is only such a figure, but it gives people a kind of sacred and unyielding majesty, like the sharpest sword in heaven and earth, ready to unsheath and kill the enemy.

This figure is Ren Yuan, in the face of such a general trend, he did not have a trace of fear at all, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, yes! That is a kind of excitement to challenge the strong, Ren Yuan has long wanted to try his current strength, but in a mortal country like the Panlong Empire, there is no enemy of his sword at all.

The cultivation of this old green leaf path is the realm of the Great Perfection of Jindan, which can just be used to practice hands.

"Haha... It's just in time, that's what it sounds like!" Ren Yuan laughed, he was going to have a good fight today.

"Hmph, ignorant junior, I'll see how you cry when the time comes. Aoba Lao Dao saw that his move did not cause any pressure on Ren Yuan, and his face was a little bad.

"Don't worry! Ren Yuan was not angry at the ridicule of the old way, and accused the old way of being too anxious.

His move made the old Taoist face turn blue with anger, he clenched his teeth, and almost scolded Ren Yuan, his Dao heart was almost lost.

Seeing the dusty silver filament getting closer and closer to him, Ren Yuan finally moved, only to see a sword appear out of thin air in his hand, the sword body was slender and slender, and a faint streamer flowed on the sword body, extremely holy.

Then he saw Ren Yuan facing the ten thousand silver filaments is a sword, and the sword qi collided strongly with the silver filaments, making a piercing loud noise, and everyone present covered their ears tightly, wanting to cushion the impact of this sound.

The two forces were stalemate in the air for a while, and finally the dust finally couldn't hold on and was defeated, and the ten thousand silver filaments were cut off by the long sword, and the old green leaf also retreated three feet away because of the damage of the dust, and the mouth was fishy, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"You, you are!" Aoba Lao Dao naturally could see that the sword in Ren Yuan's hand was extraordinary, and it might be a treasure above the dust in his hand. There are spiritual weapons in the world, which are divided into three products, namely the nine products of the mortal, the five realms of the spirit, and the four products of the extreme, upper, middle and lower of the immortals.

The gap between the spiritual weapons of each grade is very large, and the suppression of the upper grade spiritual weapons on the lower grade spiritual weapons is very large, unless you can suppress it with a strong cultivation.

Therefore, Aoba Lao Dao concluded that the sword in Ren Yuan's hand must be a top-grade spiritual weapon, and the dust in his own hand was a mortal-level eight-grade spiritual weapon, which was already regarded as a top-level magic weapon in a small place like the Panlong Empire, and it still couldn't withstand Ren Yuan's sword, so he concluded that the sword in Ren Yuan's hand must be a magic weapon above the spirit level.

It's a pity that he didn't know that the sword in Ren Yuan's hand was called Pure Evil, and it was an immortal-level high-grade spiritual weapon, if he knew that it was an immortal weapon, he wouldn't be scared to death.

"Hmph, you don't have anything remarkable, you just rely on the high-grade spiritual weapon in your hand to suppress me, if you don't have that sword, I will definitely be able to kill you. ”

Aoba Lao Dao was unwilling to say, in the battle just now, he saw Ren Yuan's true cultivation to the realm of Jindan Xiaocheng, and he believed that as long as Ren Yuan didn't use that sword, he would definitely be able to defeat Ren Yuan.

"Hehe... Old man, have you lived a long time, and you still don't know what is going on?

Ren Yuan sneered: "Will the enemy let you live because your cultivation is not high, your realm is not enough, and the magic weapon is not good, hehe... Ridiculously naïve. ”

"You!" Aoba was so angry that he couldn't speak, his face turned red, he really didn't expect that he would be lectured by a junior student.

"Why? I can't help it, didn't I say it? Is there fairness in this world?"

Ren Yuan asked Aoba Lao Dao a few times in a row, which made him stunned on the spot, standing in place and not knowing how to answer.

"Oh! As he spoke, Ren Yuan put the sword in his hand into his body.

"Seeing that you are an old man, I don't want to bully you, and I don't need this sword anymore, use my real strength to convince you and convince you. ”