The sword comes out, the murderous intent lies everywhere, and the void sways.

Among the young generation of Wanjian Pavilion, Wei Jian, the fourth-ranked genius, saw a mere an ant from the East Wilderness and the fifth level of Qi training, even ignored him. The terrifying aura on his body was cold and cold.

"Okay, OK, OK!"

Wei Jian, under the eyes of many young generation strong men who had just arrived in hell, the ancient sword, which was crystal clear and emitting strong rune fluctuations, suddenly slashed towards Ye Luo.

"You are seeking death!"

The sword fell, and the trajectory of the sword body fell, there was a faint terrifying and powerful sound of spring thunder, which seemed to be about to destroy everything, suddenly sounded, and the pressure of heavenly thunder burst out!

"This is the Qingmu Xuanlei Sword? Wanjian Pavilion, an ancient mystery, rumored to have passed down from ancient times. How could this sword be on him? Could it be that Wei Jian has obtained the inheritance of this sword?" Someone was shocked when he saw Wei Jian taking action.

"Puff, to deal with a mere 5th-level Qi training cultivator in the Eastern Wilderness, as for using such a powerful trump card?"

However, when he came in with Ye Luo before, he had seen the ancient academies and forces in which Ye Luo took action, no one at this moment, and his eyes showed contempt and was solemn.

A hint of anger flashed in Ye Luo's calm eyes.

Ye Luo originally stared at the village chief of the ghost village, and couldn't help but shrink violently, and his blood surged into the tip of the ancient Zhuxian sword, trembling silently.

The sword falls!

Ye Luo held the white banner in one hand and the other hand, holding the tip of the Zhuxian ancient sword, and suddenly slashed it down. The tip of the sword directly touched the terrifying Qingmu Xuanlei ancient sword.

"Head-to-head?" A monk saw that Ye Luo had just slashed down with a powerful sword. He couldn't help but feel surprised in his eyes.

"Haha, it's indeed a local bun, the Qingmu Xuanthunder Sword, can you fight head-on? Overestimate yourself!" Another ancient and powerful monk who had just arrived flashed with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"Boom--"

The two swords collided without any fancy. Where the collision occurred, cracks in the void suddenly appeared, endless void swaying around them, thunder exploded, and the sword energy crisscrossed.

There was a violent white light that lit up like stars from the collision between the two swords.

And in the next moment, Wanjian Pavilion, the fifth-ranked peerless monster genius, retreated quickly as if he had suffered some terrifying heavy blow.

In his hand, a terrifying crack appeared on the Qingmu Xuan Lei Sword that had been passed down from ancient times!

When everyone saw this scene, their faces that were originally ridiculed, surprised, or contempt suddenly froze. Even the person who had seen Ye Luo take action before could not help but shrink his eyes.

A sword defeated the Wei Jian of Wanjian Pavilion with one sword?

Is this the real strength of Ye Luo's full force?

"Swaying the sky thunder, pulling it with a sword, and leading it with a nine heavenly thunder, pulling it with a body, pulling it with a thunder style, and killing me!"

Youran, terrified by Ye Luo's sword, his eyes were filled with horror. He had never thought that Ye Luo's strength would be such a powerful Wanjian Pavilion. The arrogant, arrogant, powerful, and evil Wei Jian suddenly became a little crazy.

Among the younger generation, he had never seen anyone who could cut him back with such a clean and neat way!

With so many eyes, as he has always been spoiled, arrogant, and arrogant, he has become accustomed to him, and he cannot accept this result at all!

Did he despise the sword just now?

He thought that just a mere 5th level of Qi training was enough to kill him with one sword, but he could never have thought that such a result would be!

He is Wanjian Pavilion, the legendary saint realm, Wei Yi's eldest son, how could he worship him?

A trace of cruel madness flashed in his eyes, and the momentum on his body changed, and he directly used the forbidden Taoist technique that was almost impossible to touch with his realm!

Hit lightning!

Between the heaven and earth, the terrifying and mysterious, the supreme Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder!

Boom-

Above the sword, the space suddenly suppressed, and endless dark clouds condensed. In the clouds, a terrifying lightning that seemed to tear apart the sky burst out from the void!

Thunder came out, and the lightning fell on the long sword in his hand.

His figure was replaced by a afterimage, and the next moment, he appeared in front of Ye Luo.

The sword in his hand carried a ray of thunder, his face turned red, and even a trace of blood appeared faintly at the corner of his mouth, and bloodshot appeared in his eyes. This thunder-induced forbidden technique even exceeded the limit he could bear.

"Boom--"

The sword falls, and the lightning is rays of lightning!

Even the lightning in this moment surpassed the altar of reincarnation that was awakening.

"Ye Luo, are you dead?"

"Isn't it too much to use the thunder-guiding technique and the sword of the guard? Maybe he can use other powerful Taoist techniques. Is that cultivator at the fifth level of Qi training in the East Wilderness really that terrifying?"

The sky and the earth shake!

However, at this time, in front of the altar of reincarnation, the man who walked out of the coffin and the village chief of the ghost village seemed to have not even looked back at the terrifying battle behind him.

The lightning fades away!

Wan Jiange, Wei Jian, his body was straight, and the sword in his hand was inserted into the soil.

Ye Luo turned around, remained silent, and continued to walk towards the altar of reincarnation in the deep pit.

"Huh! Why doesn't Wei Yi move?" Someone looked at Wei Yi's straight body, with a strong, terrifying and supreme pressure still remaining.

"That young man from the East Wilderness is not dead?" In the thunderous lightning, no one saw clearly what happened at that moment.

"Tick--"

Youran, just when many people were confused, a bright red blood dripped from Wei Jian's neck, and the blood dyed the land at his feet red.

The next moment, a breeze blew, and Wei Jian's straight, powerful and terrifying body fell directly towards the back.

The head is separated from the body.

Around, there was a moment of silence!

Wanjian Pavilion, the eldest son of the saint-level old man Wei Yi, has always been arrogant and arrogant. Due to his father's identity, many of the most powerful people in the younger generation are unwilling to provoke Wei Jian at will, died?

Is it true?

Blood stained the land in hell red.

Ye Luo, however, didn't say a word from beginning to end, and many people didn't even see clearly how Ye Luo killed Wei Jian.

"Flowers in the greenhouse." The Southern Emperor's eyes did not seem to have too much shock. Her eyes looked at Ye Luo's back again.

Ye Luo's footsteps came faster.

After a few breaths, Ye Luo had reached ten steps in front of the altar of reincarnation.

"The second rabbit is dead. This ancient altar was not built by the Second Palace of Yama. It was you." Ye Luo stood in front of the ancient altar and suddenly said coldly, "Shi Potian's shocking words!
Chapter completed!