Yan Le looked at them calmly, and the hilt of the sword in his hand was slowly clenched, revealing his identity sooner or later, when he summoned the coffin giant sword, he already understood that as Yan Le's heart moved, the coffin turned into a little spot of light, and in a flash, it fused into the body, forming a mark attached to the back.

The disciples of the Xiao family, who looked excited, moved at this time, without the slightest hesitation, silently recited the mantra, and pinched out the law seal, the first seven Jindan stage monks had already condensed their magical powers, and with a loud roar, a flying sword appeared behind him in an instant, and almost in the blink of an eye, the seven flying swords rushed towards Yan Le with a murderous and cutting wind.

Because the speed was too fast, the tip of the flying sword had already appeared with a rotating cold light, which was particularly eye-catching in the entire night, and it barely hit the front, and the huge air flow that came from it blew off the hat on Yan Le's head in an instant, and the silver-white shawl long hair that was not covered by the crown danced in the air at this time.

Feeling the pain in his face, Yan Le hurriedly condensed the qi wall and shrouded his body, the other party's flying sword attack, even he could only block it, let alone resolve it, after all, the magic power that Jin Dan period exerted with all his might was child's play, Yan Le's expression was solemn, he didn't dare to hold it up, and hurriedly injected spiritual power, lifting the wide sword body in front of him.

Several flying swords got closer and closer, and instantly hit the giant sword, making four metallic sounds, each sound, Yan Le's position on the gourd, was hit by the huge momentum, and the impact retreated, blocking the four flying swords coming from front to back one after another, and the remaining three flying swords almost came together.

With a bang, Yan Le's hand on the hilt of the sword was cracked by shock, and the momentum that came from his arm also began to rage in his body, with the churning qi and blood in his body, Yan Le gritted his teeth, endured the uncomfortable feeling in his body, and hurriedly urged the giant sword to start fighting back.

Seeing that the flying sword he had hit did not cause any damage to Yan Le, the disciples of the Xiao family took out a pill from the storage bag and ate it, and then used defensive means, and various shimmering lights began to appear around their bodies.

After they finished all this, the giant sword had already rushed to the front, and although the disciples of the Xiao family in the protective shield could not feel the strength of the giant sword, the breath on the sword body had already penetrated the light shield and impacted their minds.

Yan Le looked at this scene with a calm expression, and just when the disciples of the Xiao family were relieved, and thought that the giant sword would fall from the sky, as Yan Le silently chanted: "Imperial Sword Technique", the giant sword that was stagnant in the air and the sword body was constantly shaking, suddenly moved.

And those Xiao family disciples who were standing in front of them just resisted, their expressions suddenly became frightened, the giant sword just got bigger and bigger in their pupils, and the cold light on the tip of the sword almost occupied their eyes, with a trace of coolness, the giant sword was merciless, penetrating through their bodies with flesh and blood, penetrating the seven Jindan monks one after another, and then spun in the air and turned back again.

The Xiao family monks standing in the back row, looking at the seven corpses, and the flying swords under their feet were uncontrollable, they fell to the ground one after another, and their hearts also chuckled, and their faces turned pale in an instant, they didn't believe that Yan Le had reached the Jindan stage, otherwise they could directly step into the air, there was no need to step on the flying magic weapon, but the flying sword that rushed like life kept telling them that Yan Le had high-level magical spells, the ability of the sword, this kind of Jindan period of attack, how could they fight.

Just when everyone's minds were turning, the giant sword had already rushed over, leaving them not much time, after all, the giant sword that came to them in the blink of an eye, they had no chance to dodge, even if they had the chance, they couldn't run, they could only urge the magic weapon on their bodies to hit the giant sword, so as to resist the power of the giant sword.

In his divine sense, Yan Le's eyes looked at this scene coldly, and the tingling sensation in his heart slowly dissipated with time and also, and when he opened his eyes, which were no longer confused, the corners of Yan Le's mouth rose slightly, and the gourd under his feet rushed over.

In just a moment, several people in the Xiao family have died, and even a few magic weapons have been shattered in the process of colliding with the giant sword, and everyone has lost their will to fight, greed and fanaticism no longer exist, replaced by full of fear and regret, after all, this action is voluntary, and the Xiao family did not force them, but at the moment when they felt that their lives were threatened, they wanted to go back in time and never take on such a task again, they only had to flee now.

The burly-looking middle-aged man shouted angrily: "Protect the young master, you group of waste, you dare to escape, I will be the first to kill him, when the young master controls the Lin beast and kills this person, I will let you taste all kinds of torture of the Xiao family against traitors."

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen flying swords suddenly stopped, others didn't know, but they who had lived in the Xiao family since they were children knew how miserable and terrifying the torture of traitors was, even if they fled, they would eventually have to return to the Xiao family, because that was his home, the place where they were raised, and where their relatives were, unless.

"Made, why don't you send us to death, is it easy for us to get to where we are today? My parents are dead, it's useless to stay in the Xiao family, the world is big, I can be at ease"

"Brother Li is right, let's go quickly, let them stay and die"

"You dare" The middle-aged man shouted, looked at the two Xiao family disciples fiercely, and left without looking back, at this moment, the two of them who had not gone far suddenly burst their bodies, and the blood and flesh in the sky were scattered around, and the flying sword under his feet also lost control and fell from the air to the ground.

Xiao Li, who had his eyes closed, snorted coldly and continued to recite the blood mantra silently, and everyone who saw this scene secretly swallowed their saliva, and their already pale faces became even whiter at this moment, and they remembered that as long as a newborn baby appeared in the Xiao family, the elders would go over to cast a blessing to increase the spiritual root attribute, and after the strange scene just now, they woke up, it was a soul mark that could take their lives at will, a soul mark that was planted when they were young.

All the Xiao family disciples present, including the middle-aged man, felt a chill all over their bodies, and the feeling that their lives were in the hands of others made them almost collapse, their minds were blank, and even the huge energy that the giant sword rushed over seemed to be incomprehensible, and there were almost several screams in succession, and the Xiao family disciples came back to their senses.

Seeing this, Yan Le sneered, he knew that the Xiao family could get to where it was by these means, the principle of natural selection not only corresponds to the Heavenly Dao, but also for those families who want to be strong, it is even more so, for monks who have no strength, this is a kind of helplessness.

From the small family sect to the entire law of the immortal cultivation realm, such a situation is no longer strange, for the disciples of the Xiao family who know all this, some are just pathetic, a person who can't even control his fate and life, how can he have the dream and persistence of the strong.

But Xiao Li and Yan Le are different, one was born to cultivate countless immortal resources, bullying others and mutilating living beings for fun, the other was judged by fate since childhood, and was insulted like a dog, but he had to change his life against the sky, the same is also that trace of expectation and firmness, at least his life is still in his hands, and there is still time to adhere to the Taoist thoughts in his heart.

Yan Le calmed down, and hurriedly recalled the giant sword to hold the hilt, and at this time, the disciples of the Xiao family could only suppress the uneasiness and fear in their hearts and rushed forward.

"Xiao Dong, I will definitely kill you, do you still remember this sentence?" Yan Le said coldly.

This spell-like voice, and familiar words, made him lose his mind for a while, remembering that time in the past, he still remembered that Yan Le did not have any cultivation at the beginning, he was bullied by Xiao Li with a dog chain on a pillar, and he tortured him every day, this sentence was also the only thing Yan Le said to him in those days, every time he left, Yan Le's cold eyes, now he couldn't help but think about it, making the middle-aged man tremble.

Xiao Dong took a deep breath and said excitedly: "It turned out to be you, I couldn't imagine it, haha, I didn't think that you had reached such an extent in just ten years"

"I'll take your life as promised" Yan Le snorted coldly, ignoring the other party's stunned expression, raised the sword in his hand, and rushed over.