The young man who called himself Wei Wenbo closed his mouth after speaking, and knocked directly to the incense case in front of him, exposing the long section of his neck, and never got up again.

Looking at him like that, he is obviously practicing what he just said: he is not afraid of death, you want to kill, you can use the knife at any time!

When the middle-aged man in black saw Wei Wenbo's appearance, he finally became slightly annoyed, and shouted: "Wei Wenbo, don't think that the deity doesn't dare to kill you! You are Your Highness in Qingzhou, but in the eyes of my Xuanyin Sect, you are not even an ant! A monk is only strong and weak, and has no absolute rights." I can not only kill you, but also your mother, your father, and your ancestor!"

Wei Wenbo's body trembled, his voice suddenly became extremely low, and he was a little choked: "You kill, you can kill them all." My Wei family is a royal family, but who has ever been afraid of your Xuanyin Gate and bowed to your Xuanyin Gate? One day, the ancestor will come back and avenge us. You little Xuanyin Sect can't stand his thunderous wrath at all!"

"Hahahaha!" The middle-aged man in black suddenly laughed wildly, only to hear him say: "Ancestor...... I don't believe you haven't heard of it, but your ancestor was wiped out by a mysterious powerful man in Yangzhou hundreds of years ago, and there is not even ashes left. Now, he's afraid he's in hell, so wait for him to come and avenge you? You have to ask the king of hell if he agrees!"

Originally, Wei Wenbo had already knocked to death on the ground and was no longer going to get up. He was going to die like this, and he didn't want to be humiliated by the middle-aged man in black again. However, when he heard the words of the middle-aged man in black just now, he immediately got up again, turned to the middle-aged man in black with an angry face, and said, "You dare to humiliate my ancestor?"

The middle-aged man in black laughed again: "What about humiliation? I not only dare to humiliate him, but also teach you, a pretentious junior, a lesson, so that you know what pain is, and why there is a saying that 'a good man does not suffer losses in front of him'!"

After speaking, the middle-aged man in black directly stretched out his right hand and grabbed Wei Wenbo's neck. It seems that even if Wei Wenbo doesn't die, he may not live long after he is seriously injured.

"If you dare to touch this child, I will let you die a miserable death!" Just as the middle-aged man in black had a cruel smile on his face, and just as Wei Wenbo was about to bear the torment to the death, a voice suddenly sounded in the small courtyard.

Wei Wenbo and the middle-aged man in black naturally didn't expect that there were still people hiding in this small courtyard, also near them. So, both of them were startled at the same time, stopped what they were doing, and looked at the place where the voice came.

When the eyes of the two fell on the incense case at the same time, they immediately saw the young man in white and silver hair and the old man in gray robe. However, the two of them have practiced all their lives, and they really have never encountered such a situation like seeing a ghost today, so after seeing it clearly, they still can't believe their eyes, and they look at it repeatedly, wondering if they are dazzled.

After a while, it was the middle-aged man in black who reacted first. The fact that the other party was able to appear like this showed that his cultivation was extremely strong, at least far above him. And what is the purpose of this strong man suddenly appearing here?

"Who are you and what are you here for?" the middle-aged man in black took two steps back, his face full of vigilance.

Huan Yin's face was full of murderous intent, and Sen Ran said: "I am the person you just said should be in hell!"

"What hell?" the middle-aged man just said casually, and he didn't even pay attention to himself, so he couldn't react this time.

But by this time, Wei Wenbo had already looked at Huan Yin for a long time. And as the prince of Qingzhou, he is also the core descendant of Qingzhou Wuliangmen, when will he not worship the ancestors?

Therefore, even if Huan was already full of silver hair at this moment, in Wei Wenbo's heart, his appearance quickly coincided with the portraits of the ancestors that Wei Wenbo had seen. So, even though Wei Wenbo couldn't believe his eyes, he still rushed out: "Ancestor!"

"Child, you have suffered. Huan Yin looked at the young man in front of him with some pity, lifted him up slightly, and helped him up from the ground.

This support also helped Wei Wenbo from his dream into reality. He finally determined that the person in front of him was really the ancestor he had worshiped for more than 20 years, the "master" in the mouth of the emperor, and the peerless man who left countless legends!

Wei Wenbo never thought that it would be useless for him to worship those gold lacquer portraits in the gorgeous palace, and it would be useless to worship the purple nanmu spirit card that was put in the first place. But today, in this small courtyard, a dilapidated incense case is placed at random, and a simple tablet is placed, but the ancestors really appeared!

Wei Wenbo instantly became extremely excited, he trembled all over, and tears already appeared in his eyes. It seems that he has a lot of things to say to Huan Yin, the ancestor, but because there are too many words for a while, all of them are squeezed into his mouth, and he can't get a word out.

The black-clothed middle-aged man on the opposite side heard Wei Wenbo call "Ancestor", and his face changed instantly. He had heard too much about the legend of Huan Yin back then, if it weren't for that, it would be impossible for them to send someone to Qingzhou to find Huan Yin's Taoism.

"You...... You...... This can't be, this can't be!" The middle-aged man in black no longer had the courage that seemed to be able to control everything before, and he was completely out of shape.

Huan Yin smiled coldly: "You want to say that I should be dead, so I should be trapped in hell now, right?"

The young man in black took a few more steps back, and he had already retreated to the door. Although he didn't speak, looking at his expression, Huan Yin's words were obviously what he wanted to say.

Huan Yin continued: "Actually, you are right, I have died and gone to hell. However, hell can't trap me, and if Hades wants to keep me, I'll kill Hades! Now, I've just come from hell, and now, I'm not really a 'person'!"

Huan Yin's words fell like thunder in the ears of the middle-aged man in black. His eyes widened, and he kept muttering, "Kill Hades...... Kill Hades...... This ......"

The next moment, the middle-aged man in black was already on the verge of collapse. He turned around and was about to push the door and run, but when he pushed the door with his hand, he found that he couldn't push it open no matter how much he pushed. It was as if the door had been sealed with steel, and it was no longer a door.

"Child, you have to avenge your own revenge!" Huan Yin's hand, I don't know when there has been an extra handful of punishment. This sword, under the sunlight, is shining brightly and immortal.

Huan Yin handed Xingtian into Wei Wenbo's hands, Wei Wenbo grasped one of them, and he who was originally weak suddenly felt as if he was holding the Nine Heavens Thunder and the Universe of the Firmament!

Such a power, Wei Wenbo has never even dreamed of in his life. However, at this moment, what gave him this power was only a sword, a dead thing that did not even possess life.

"The Sword of the Ancestors...... The Ancestor's Sword!" Wei Wenbo muttered to himself, and his whole person was suddenly so excited that his muscles were bruised, and his skin was blood-red.

He kept telling himself in his heart: "That's it, the ancestor in the mouth of the emperor should be so powerful! I actually have the ancestor to give me a sword, what is it when I can cut through the starry sky and kill the thief on the other side?"

"The dog thief of the Xuanyin Gate, take your life!" Wei Wenbo finally raised the brilliant five-foot long sword in his hand, his face was full of fierceness, and rushed towards the black-clothed middle-aged man!

The middle-aged man in black stared at him, trying his best to resist. However, under Huan Yin's coercion, how could he have the qualifications to move at half a point? Don't say move, he can't even use his spiritual power.

With a sword slash, the silver cold light slashed across the entire body from the top of the black-clothed middle-aged man's head, cutting it in half.

Wei Wenbo looked at his enemy for a long time, watching him die tragically, and finally relaxed, slumped on the ground, and couldn't hold the sword.

Then, he immediately thought of something, and hurriedly turned around with the last bit of his strength, and bowed to Huan Yin again and again: "Wei Wenbo, a disciple of Qingzhou Wuliang Gate, knock to see the ancestor!"