Poof!
A mouthful of bright red blood sprayed out like this.
Above the void, all the chaos gradually subsided and became calm with the immeasurable sword intent that Yan Suifeng then unleashed.
Heaven and earth, return to the beginning.
"You can not!"
Yan Suifeng shook his head: "Let your most powerful martial arts masters, the real masters, come and fight me!"
The rolling sound spread throughout the heavens, with undisguised coldness and arrogance.
This is the arrogance that belongs to the swordsman and the arrogance that belongs to the Infinite Sword Tomb.
Outside the fighting realm, countless masters from all directions have gathered. At this moment, they are all silent, shocked, and suffocated.
It was unimaginable for them to witness such a scene with their own eyes.
"Then...is he a master from the most powerful martial arts palace?"
"He was actually suppressed by this person. Who is this man with the sword?"
Countless masters were shocked.
There was an old man with white hair and a white beard who had lived for an unknown period of time. At this moment, light appeared in his cloudy eyes, and he spoke in a complex voice: "Yan Suifeng!"
"Who is Yan Suifeng?"
Others were puzzled.
The old man sighed with emotion: "There are nine thousand realms in the Great Dao Realm. Nine million years ago, Yan Suifeng, with one man and one sword, conquered seven thousand of them!"
After hearing this, many creatures fell silent.
The best master in the world nine million years ago?
"Just challenge the sword!"
The old man said.
Many people around rolled their eyes.
Challenging the way of the sword is scary enough.
No, it’s already outrageous.
At this moment when countless strong men were trembling in fear, Yan Suifeng's voice resounded loudly in the sky: "You want to touch my swordsman from the Infinite Sword Tomb? Are you worthy?"
The old man on the other side of the void had an ugly face, was pale and bloodless, and said nothing.
At this moment, Yan Suifeng's next words almost made the entire realm, and even the hearts of countless creatures who came outside the Dou Zhan realm, tremble.
"Ye Han!"
"Since you don't agree to join the Wuliang Sword Tomb..."
Yan Suifeng's voice rolled as he looked down at the earth: "How about I help you kill this old guy?"
At the four ends of the world, countless creatures suddenly opened their pupils wide and looked at the unparalleled figure holding an ancient sword in disbelief.
Before they could react, Yan Suifeng's voice resounded again: "One is not enough? Then kill all the old guys who came to Fengshen Taoist Temple. This way, you can always have a negative impact on our Wuliang Sword Tomb." Trust me, are you willing to agree to our request and become the current swordsman of my Wuliang Sword Tomb?"
"Moral kidnapping?"
Ye Han glanced at the sky and said lukewarmly.
"No!"
Yan Suifeng shook his head: "I just want to prove that we at Wuliang Sword Tomb are not just those timid losers from Fengshen Taoist Temple!"
"Okay, then let's kill him!"
Ye Han said calmly.
Chi!
Deep in the sky.
The terrifying sword light suddenly reappeared.
This sword struck without any warning, as if it struck instantly.
But just such a sword without warning, a sword that seemed to have no power, caused an explosion in the calm sky at this moment.
The most extreme and violent explosion.
One sword breaks the nine heavens!
Sweep the world with one sword!
Cut the sky with one sword!
…
No one can describe the grace of this sword, and no one can imagine how many kinds of sword will and killing will this sword possesses.
At this moment, Yan Suifeng, standing above the sky, was not a peerless swordsman.
But a...killing god.
An eternal murderous god who sweeps across the heavens, dominates the world forever, is lawless and unbridled.
Killing requires no reason, just two random sentences of dialogue.
It seems like this is child's play.
But, everything just happened.
The terrifying sword light only lasted for two breaths from its appearance to its end.
At the end of his second breath, the sword had already penetrated the head, neck, body and even the limbs of the old man from the most powerful martial arts house thousands of miles away.
Wow!
Blood splattered and fell like a rain of blood.
The old man's body split into two halves in an instant, and then split into thousands of fragments until it turned into dust.
Broken!
Disappeared!
An old man who was at the second level of the Immortal Realm, an old monster who even had the power to kill people across different levels, and who was also a terrifying existence from the most powerful Martial Palace, his physical body just disappeared, leaving no trace of his body left behind.
There was no duel or resistance until the body disappeared!
The roar resounded.
After the physical body disappeared, a phantom appeared, with extreme anger, and fled away into the distance immediately.
After all, he is a peerless master in the mythical realm. Even if his body is destroyed and disappears, even if he encounters a peerless fierce man like Yan Suifeng from nine million years ago, he will not be truly killed instantly.
but……
"Immeasurable Sword Intent!"
Yan Suifeng stood in the sky and spat out four words indifferently.
The infinite sword intent surged crazily, and under the push of divine thoughts, it turned into a torrent of sword intent, a torrent of killing.
This torrent burst out of the sky again in the next few breaths, rolling into the sky tens of millions of miles away.
After the old man's soul escaped forty million miles away, it was completely submerged by this torrent of sword intent.
Then……
boom! ! !
With a bang, in front of countless creatures, the soul exploded and turned into thousands of fragments. Then it disappeared completely and was completely wiped out by the sword.
Mythical realm!
A master in the mythical realm disappeared in a few breaths because of Ye Han's words and the casual conversation between Ye Han and Yan Suifeng.
Seven breaths to be exact.
In front of Yan Suifeng, he only lasted seven breaths, and then he ceased to exist.
Until death, countless living beings today only know that the old man belongs to the most powerful martial house, but do not know his specific name.
"You will die too!"
Yan Suifeng's voice resounded.
At the next moment, a sword fell from the sky, carrying the brilliant power of heaven, and headed towards the immortals who were standing in front of the palace of Douzhan Shenchao to kill them.
"No!"
"Sword for life!"
The tragic cry for mercy immediately sounded.
This master in the realm of immortality has been at a high level for countless years, and no one outside dares to provoke him.
But at this moment, I felt the threat of death.
But it was of no use.
Yan Suifeng, a peerless expert in the field of swordsmanship, has a free and easy temperament due to long-term sword practice.
Since he agreed to Ye Han, or in other words, he had already determined in his heart that he would kill today, then killing one person was a killing, and killing ten was also a killing.
Back then, when Yan Suifeng was walking in the Dao world, he originally followed the path of killing swords and was called the "Killing Sword God".
No matter how the seven immortals spoke at this moment, they were completely unmoved.
The sword energy fell from the sky at the same time.
The immortal ancestor of Fengshen Taoist Temple was shocked, and suddenly a fierce light burst out in his eyes, locking onto Ye Han, who was only about a hundred meters away in front of him.
Taking one step forward, the big hand of this immortal ancestor reached directly towards Ye Han.
