Fierce and domineering, they invaded his mind all the time.

"Yao Gu!"

"how so!"

"Failed in one move! This is impossible!"

"..."

In the palace of Ancestor Kebi, all the Nascent Soul Ancestors of the Changhe line had been paying attention to the situation outside with their spiritual thoughts.

In their opinion, with the strength of the ancestor of the Yao family, even if they could not defeat Su Yun, they should still be able to contain the opponent.

After all, Su Yun was only in the Xiantian realm not long ago. Even if he got a great opportunity in the ancient courtyard, allowing him to break through the two great barriers of Jindan and Nascent Soul, how could he compare to a senior Nascent Soul like Yao Gu?

Strong.

But reality gave them a hard slap in the face.

The ancestor of the Yao family couldn't even withstand the opponent's sword blow.

"Master! This man's skill with the sword, and his understanding and application of the sword are truly something I have never seen before! There is a problem with this man's identity. I'm afraid he is not as simple a genius as we think."

At this time, the eyes of the pulse master of Changhe line suddenly burst out with light.

When the other Nascent Soul Ancestors nearby heard this, their expressions changed. They seemed to have thought of something and looked thoughtful.

Ancestor Kebi asked with some uncertainty: "Pulse Master, what do you mean..."

The Pulse Master stretched out his hand to straighten the Taoist crown on his head, and said: "There is no need to talk about other things for now. Let me go and have a relationship with him first before we talk."

After speaking, he stretched out his hands and lifted them forward.

Whoosh!

A magic sword as dark as ink was sacrificed by him.

This magical sword is extremely wide and covered with irregular spots and traces. The energy escaping from it is actually more terrifying than the Big Leaf Demon Lin Sword.

This sword is called Sanqianshui. It is the leader of the Changhe line and has been passed down from generation to generation to suppress the sect.

"go!"

Patriarch Changhe, the leader of the pulse, stretched out his hand and three thousand water magic swords suddenly shot out of the air.

He also did not show up, but went to confront the Daye Demon Lin Sword by wielding a sword from afar.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The next moment, two terrifying swords were fighting each other.

Every time they fight, a terrifying sword sound will erupt, shaking the mountains.

Changhe's line, Hezhong's line, Tiansha's line, and the entire mountain gate of Wanjianmen can be enveloped by the sword sounds of these two swords.

What's even more terrifying is that in the area where the two swords are fighting, destructive energy surges.

Dark clouds cover the sky, and black rain falls.

Every drop of black rain fell with unparalleled sharpness and determination, completely turning that area into a desert.

One lineage.

Xingtai Peak.

Su Yun stood proudly in the void, his eyes slightly closed, as if his mind had been integrated into the big-leaf demonic sword, and he was facing the powerful enemy.

Near him, Cao Li and other elders stood tremblingly, looking far away in the direction of the Yangtze River.

Everyone's face was full of fear.

Ever since Su Yun controlled the Big Leaf Demon Lin Sword and burst through the air just now, they have been paying close attention with their spiritual thoughts.

Then, they saw the Daye Demon Lin Sword moving forward without hesitation, first breaking through the interceptions of many top elders from the Changhe and Tiansha lineages, and then, without losing any momentum, they entered the Changhe area with the sword.

Even the ancestor of the Yao family, Lian Changhe, could not withstand a blow from the Daye Demon Lin Sword.

And now...

"Three thousand water!"

"This forces the Changhe River Master to take action!"
Chapter completed!