In the eyes of everyone, a majestic figure like a god or a demon came from the void.

His eyes were filled with indifference, as if he was looking at a group of insignificant ants.

Ren Tianxing's pale face showed a look of joy.

The ancestor did not abandon them.

He finally arrived.

But he didn't know that Ye Xin had arrived long ago and witnessed the fall of countless disciples of the Demon Sect, and chose to stand by and watch.

Ye Xin never cared about the lives of people who were ruthless and irrelevant, or felt compassionate.

Life, death, wealth and honor are all due to destiny.

"I pretend to be a god and dare to speak out loud and insult the Sword Saint. I want to see how powerful you are."

Seeing that Ye Xin was young and it was impossible to be too strong, Li Ruoqiu breathed a sigh of relief and snorted coldly.

He blew a sword light through the void and slashed at Ye Xin, swearing to show his prestige in front of everyone.

boom!

It scares everyone, incredible.

The visitor snorted coldly.

The sword light shattered, and then Li Ruoqiu, a super strong man who was beyond the rules, turned into a wisp of blue smoke.

Quiet, strangely quiet, as if time had stopped at this moment.

The leader of the Xuandao Sect, one of the six righteous sects, and the powerful man who surpassed the rule of law, was inexplicably crushed to pieces?

If they had not seen it with their own eyes, they would not have believed that such sharp and terrifying killing methods are in the world.

"Who are you?"

"If you kill Master Li, do you want to be an enemy of my entire righteous path?"

The Sword Saint looked at Ye Xin coldly.

The strongest sword intent in the body is full of fighting spirit.

This is a powerful opponent worth taking seriously.

"I am the devil's ancestor you mentioned."

Ye Xin said quietly with a quiet cloud and a gentle breeze.

"What? Are you the ancestor of the Demonic Taoism? You look so young!"

The righteous man looked at Ye Xin with an expression that was extremely surprised.

The mysterious man who killed Master Li in seconds was actually the ancestor of the Demonic Taoism.

The ancestor of the Demonic Taoism is so terrifying!

Only the Sword Saint can deal with terror.

Everyone in the Demon Cult was overjoyed and called the ancestor the mighty!

Fuck these righteous dogs to death.

With the support of the ancestor, it feels so good.

"See the ancestor!"

Ren Tianxing walked over happily to pay homage to Ye Xin.

The ancestor came, and his Demon Sect was saved.

"Puff!"

Ren Tianxing, who was happy, suddenly vomited a large mouthful of blood.

Then, his originally black hair began to become white quickly.

A few wrinkles on his face suddenly appeared.

He grew older and became an old man in a dull state.

"Master, why did you want to abolish my cultivation?"

Ren Tianxing looked at Ye Xin in confusion.

Everyone in the Demon Cult looked at Ye Xin in confusion.

Isn’t this my ancestor? Why did he attack the leader?

Even the righteous people are confused? Is there an internal strife?

"The ancestor of the Demonic Dao is indeed cruel and does not even let his own people go."

The Sword Saint said coldly.

He has hated people with devilishness all the time.

Let’s not talk about Ye Xin, the biggest devil.

"You shouldn't plot against me and lead me into the boredom of the decisive battle between the two evil ones."

"It's just that you can slaughter your cultivation and you can still practice again. If you don't kill you, it's because of my relationship with the Demon Sect."

Ye Xin said coldly.

No matter who it is, if you do something wrong, you have to pay the price and accept punishment.

It is kind to dare to plot against him and not be slapped to death.

"Master of Demonic Dao, I don't care what kind of grudges you have with the leader of the Demonic Cult. You killed Yun Potian and now you killed Li Ruoqiu again."

"If I don't kill you, I will not be able to communicate with the right path in the world."

"You draw your sword, I will fight fairly with you and fight the best."

Ye Xin shook his head and said, "You are not qualified to let me draw my sword and fight fairly with me."

The sword saint on earth is very strong. When he first entered the Divine Sea Realm, his combat power was comparable to that of a great monk in the Purple Palace.

This is the powerful combat power of comprehension of the strongest sword intent.

However, in Ye Xin's eyes, he was still like an ant, so how could he be qualified to draw his sword?

"Master of Demonic Dao, you are too bullying. My sword saint Liu Mubai will kill you with one sword today."

The proud swordsman was angry.

No one has ever dared to ignore him so much.

"I can only use one sword."

"This sword contains all the power of my strongest sword intent, so you should pay attention."

The sword saint's sword has only one sword.

This sword must have shined all his light.

A sword comes from the sky, and the terrifying sword intent changes the color of the world.

The sword energy formed a vast river of sword energy around Liu Mubai.

Full of the power of invincible and destructive power of the world.

With this sword down, it can cut off most of the mountain.

"The flowers are beautiful, vulnerable!"

Ye Xin said coldly.

He stretched out a delicate finger like a woman and pointed it gently at the sword saint Liu Mubai.

In an instant, the sword intent around him was completely shattered by an invisible force.

The long river of sword energy disappeared directly.

"Puff!"

The Sword Saint squirted out a mouthful of blood, and the terrifying sword intent of Ling Tian was gone at all...

With this finger, his strongest sword intent was completely broken and he would never be able to use it again.

What's even more terrifying is that a blood hole appeared on Liu Mubai's chest, and blood kept spraying.

"I am already invincible in the world, but I didn't expect you to kill me in seconds with a slight finger?"

"How strong are you?"

After saying that, the strongest sword saint on earth fell down, closed his eyes, and left the world forever.

The arrogant Liu Mubai would never dream of it.

One day, someone will regard him as an ant and kill him directly.

I thought it was a shocking battle, but I never expected that the Demonic Patriarch would stretch out a finger and kill the Sword Saint in seconds.
To be continued...