"He's actually a sword cultivator!"

"Impossible, how can the patriarch of this Seven Evil Tribe be a sword cultivator!"

"Sword Cultivation ......"

As this sharp sword appeared in this person's hand, countless surprised eyes on the ground couldn't help but burst into exclamation.

Perhaps for the people of the Yunhe tribe, it was indeed surprising that this person was a sword cultivator. However, even the patriarch of the Black Wind Tribe and the patriarch of the Lingyun Tribe trembled slightly when they saw this scene, and their eyes widened. Obviously, before this, they didn't know that this person was actually a sword cultivator.

Only the people of the Seven Evil Tribes know that this person used this sword when he killed the patriarch of the Seven Evil Tribes.

Even in the middle of the air, the patriarch's body was stunned, he looked at the other party, even if his body did not show fear and retreat, but his eyes still showed a sigh after all.

Also, when the soul on the ground saw this scene, he also sweated for the patriarch, and even more for the entire Yunhe tribe. The aura emanating from this void at this moment was enough to make his heart tremble. He could clearly feel that this breath was not something that the patriarch's cultivation at this time could resist.

Even so, after a moment of silence, the patriarch faced the other party's words, and pinched his hands again, and under this pinch, an arc-shaped transparent circle appeared in front of him again, becoming another protection in front of him. At this moment, he no longer has the qualifications to take the initiative to attack, and the only thing he can do is to defend. Even if he clearly knew that the defense at this time was basically fearless.

Facts have proved everything, when the masked man's words fell, his steps took a step forward, clenching the sword in his hand, as if invisibly activating an inexplicable law of heaven and earth, so that when he took a step, there was a roaring sound in the void, and even under this roaring sound, the sword in his hand pointed at the place of the patriarch.

Under this finger, a sword shadow suddenly roared out, and everywhere this sword went, a layer of void was torn, causing cracks to appear in this void At the same time, around the moment, as if rubbing against the void, a trace of white liliang impact was brought out!

"Bang!"

Almost at the moment when this sword appeared, the sword shadow suddenly slammed into the first layer of protection in front of the patriarch, and with the echo of this roaring sound, this layer of protection suddenly creaked, and shattered in the echo of that sound.

And the person wearing the mask was also at this moment, because the first layer of protective ring was broken, and suddenly approached the second layer of protective ring.

He still held the sword tightly in his hand, standing outside the protective circle, looking at the patriarch behind the protective circle, he couldn't see the look on his face clearly.

"Hehe, the power of time! But so weak!"

After this person paused for a moment, he snorted softly, with endless mockery in his voice, his eyes focused on the patriarch's body, and after the words fell, he suddenly stretched out his palm and slapped it against the second layer of protective ring.

The patriarch was startled, and the sigh in his eyes was even stronger, and the strong liliang that appeared from the palm of the other party's hand made him suddenly retreat.

Almost at the same time as he retreated, the palm of his hand suddenly slapped on the protective ring, causing the second protective ring, in front of everyone's eyes, to shatter at the same time, there was a wave of energy, rippling, spreading in all directions. A ripple-like fluctuation was formed, but it quickly dissipated.

At the same time, the patriarch's figure flashed, and when he leaped into the air, he once again pulled the bowstring in his hand, and in the midst of that humming sound, a sharp arrow roared out and galloped towards the masked man.

When he was wearing a mask, he didn't seem to make any response, just the moment when the sharp arrow was approaching, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he swung out his fist and hit the sharp arrow directly, making the sharp arrow break at the same time, his figure flashed, and suddenly he was close to the patriarch's location, and the strong liliang exuded from the body directly forced the patriarch's body back a few steps.

"The power of time... I'd like to see how much time you can wield the power of time!"

In the retreating body of the patriarch, this person suddenly swung out a sharp sword, and in that powerful wind blade, it was like condensing the power of the Eight Desolations, so that when the sword was not close to the patriarch's body, the patriarch felt a strong sense of oppression.

Even where the sword went, in the void crack, the sword went towards the patriarch's eyebrows.

However, this person's speed is really too fast, almost at the moment when the sword appeared, it was already suddenly close to the patriarch's body, and the patriarch at this moment didn't have time to think about it at all, so he could only swing the bow and arrow in his hand to make a protection for himself at this time.

"Bang!"

Another explosion like thunder rang out, and after the collision of the almost destructive Liliang, the patriarch's body suddenly rolled upside down in mid-air, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and his expression had more vicissitudes at this moment.

And he, while his body was rolled upside down, he quickly galloped towards the light curtain, and in an instant, he got into the light curtain, and after Zuihou staggered back a few steps, he was supported by Er Soul.

The masked man in the air saw this scene, slowly descended from mid-air, looked at the patriarch under the light curtain, and said in a deep voice: "If you haven't used your soul power before, to activate the defense of this light curtain. Perhaps, you can fight me for 300 rounds. However, it is not possible now, and the rest of the time is for me to break the light curtain you have set up, and... Rename this Yunhe tribe as, Seven Evils!"

The patriarch coughed twice, spurted out a mouthful of blood again, his lips were white in an instant, and the wrinkles on his forehead seemed to have increased a lot at this moment, and he took two steps forward with great difficulty, looked at the masked man in the air, and struggled to squeeze out a smile that seemed to be sneering.

"Seven evils... Even if we die, we will not give in to you. We are dead, our souls are still there, and we are still the people of the Yunhe tribe. You will never be able to change the Yunhe tribe to the Seven Evils, because the Yunhe exists in the hearts of each of our patriarchs!"

The patriarch's words seemed to make everyone in the Yunhe tribe cheer up, and when they looked at the masked person one by one, their eyes showed burning heat and madness.

"I really want to know, the patriarch of the Lingyun tribe and the patriarch of the Black Wind tribe, as the head of the tribe, how can you, as the head of the tribe, give in like this person, I really feel sad for the people of your tribe......"

The patriarch said, looking at the armored man and the black-robed old man who had returned to the light curtain at this moment. In those words, there was a strong sense of sarcasm.

"I'm dying, and my mouth is still so hard. Those who know the times are Junjie, if you put away the protective light curtain of the Yunhe tribe at this moment, maybe our Seven Evil Patriarch will surround you from dying. Ling Yun was stunned for a moment, subconsciously looked at the people of the tribe standing on the ground, and after the words fell, he looked at the masked man who was standing in mid-air and did not make any move.

"A good person who knows the times is Junjie, then the Lingyun tribe can have a patriarch like you, I really have nothing to say. However, I will not put the light curtain away, but if you want to destroy the light curtain, it is not a matter of a day or two. ”

The patriarch said, suddenly sat down slowly, endured the dull pain from his body, he slowly closed his eyes, and then pointed his hands to the sky, and under this finger, a thick liliang shot out, gathering on the light curtain, making the light curtain suddenly let out a buzz, oozing out a more dazzling light.

"All the people of the Yunhe tribe, as long as your thoughts are still there and your beliefs are still there, then join me to activate this liliang and help this protection be stronger. ”

The patriarch didn't open his eyes, but his words instantly echoed under this light curtain, causing these tribesmen to turn their eyes to him one by one.

Almost when all the people were looking at the patriarch, there was only one person, whose expression fluctuated at the moment, and his eyes seemed to be full of resentment, as if he could break through the light curtain at any time and engage in a fight with the people outside!

"It's you!"

After a moment of silence, the man suddenly screamed, and with a sharp arrow without a bowstring, rushed out of the light curtain with madness.

This person is Yunyan!