The cultivation of the strongest ancestor

"I'm going to kill you!" The

bandit leader's words completely angered Ye Renyan.

He jumped up, the spiritual power on his fist was entangled, and the fiery red spiritual power shone brightly, and at night, it didn't seem to be a fist, like the sun!

Before they made contact, the bandits first felt the steaming heat on their faces.

Very strong!

The bandit leader's pupils dilated, the blade of the knife was horizontal, and he hurriedly protected his body.

The

huge force made the blade of the knife tremble violently, and the arms of the bandit leader were numb.

Bell,

bell

The power is on the next level.

The bandit leader hissed his horse under his crotch, his front hooves raised high, and he could not bear the great force and flipped over.

People turn on their backs.

"Boss!"

surrounded by bandits.

Lifting the knife, he rushed towards Ye Renyan and slashed it.

In the fourth punch, a large hole was dug out of the chest.

In the fifth punch, the heads of the two exploded, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

Three more punches in succession.

Spiritual power is like overwhelming mountains and seas, pneumatic mountains and rivers.

The eighteen bandits were knocked away and smashed against the wall, their bodies embedded in the wall, and they couldn't buckle down.

Eight Extremes Fire Fist.

A punch is stronger than a punch.

Reach the realm of transformation, and even in the late stage of the mid-term war!

"Boy, dare to kill my child, your life is gone!" The

bandit leader had already stood up from the ground, raised his knife to kill, the knife was wrapped in spiritual power, and a knife slashed through Ye Renyan's face.

Hair cut off.

Ye Renyan took a few steps back, his heart beating wildly, and he was still immersed in Fang Cai's life and death crisis.

At that moment, he also felt that he was not as good as this bandit leader.

There is even a feeling of irresistibility.

This bandit must be the pinnacle of foundation building

!"Kill!""Whoever

moves my Ye family, there is no mercy!" At

night, the Ye family was in flames, illuminating the night sky.

One by one, the Ye family members held torches high in their hands and instantly entered the battle group.

"Bang!"

thundered.

The Ye family's courtyard suddenly exploded.

Spiritual power gushed out, and it turned out to be a spiritual power bomb!

Jindan period monks can compress the spiritual power in their bodies, store it in a container, and then detonate it at a specific time to form a powerful killing force.

Every time it is made, even if it is a Jindan stage monk, there will be a period of weakness for three or five days, unable to cultivate, unable to fight.

Because of its restrictive nature, this kind of thing generally only appears on the battlefield.

Dirt and rocks flying.

The Ye family hall was razed to the ground.

Everyone was stunned and looked in the direction of the explosion.

Ye Changsheng sniffed out a little bit of Lin Shiyi's feeling from his spiritual power.

"Dogs can't change eating!" Ye

Changsheng's green smoke was beating, and he couldn't suppress the anger in his heart.

It was the Lin family who was targeting

the Ye family again, this time they didn't dare to do it themselves, they actually joined forces with bandits, and came to kill someone with a knife

! Damn!

Ye Changsheng, who was about to do it, sensed a breath of disgust again.

Lin Feng!

Outside the Ye family's courtyard.

Lin Shiyi rushed over with Lin Feng and shouted, "There are bandits who dare to sneak attack you, is there anything wrong with the Ye family brothers?" My Lin family is here to help you!"

I saw that beside Lin Shiyi, the servant of the Ye family exploded and died in an instant, but the bandit was all injured and his exhaustion was swept away.

He still looked innocent, and picked up the Ye family servant who fell to the ground, "Brother Ye family, what's wrong with you? I'll save you." "

The hand was just on the servant's chest.

Click!

Another family died in vain.

Where is this here to help the Ye family, it is clearly here to help the bandits.

Another Lin bandit!

"Step on the horse!" Ye

Changsheng scolded.

In the ancestral hall, all the candles were extinguished in an instant.

The green smoke beats.

Outside the ancestral hall, Du Ziang in the thatched hut trotted in.

He has never left, he believes that if he stays here, he will definitely be able to break through Yuanying.

Just because there is a mysterious saint here.

Bowed respectfully to the many tablets, "Do you need me to do it?" He

knew all about the Ye family, but he never did it.

Before the Ye family's wedding banquet, Ye Changsheng had a revelation that no one should interfere with the Ye family's affairs.

Li Mochou made a move, and he had to make a move when the Ye family was at stake.

Suddenly, a flying sword appeared out of thin air.

The sword is red.

As soon as he was born, the temperature in the ancestral hall suddenly increased.

The candle is rekindled.

Du Ziang was stunned.

I already felt the power of the flying sword.

The thunder-swallowing hoist in his storage bag shook violently and jumped out of its own accord.

Resonate with the flying sword.

There is no doubt that the high-grade spiritual weapon is like a

chicken.

Stunned, he looked at the whirling crimson flying sword.

Just looking at the flying sword, I felt good, but I never thought that this flying sword was a high-grade spiritual weapon.

Shenxiao Sect, which is one of the top ten sects, except for Du Ziang, who had a great opportunity and got a high-grade spiritual weapon, only two of them were used as Zhenzong artifacts.

It can be seen that the preciousness of the high-grade spiritual weapon.

casually conjure up a high-grade spiritual weapon.

This is the Ye family's heritage!" Zheng-"

Immediately after, a clear sword sound was heard from the Ye family's ancestral hall, and then a red sword light flew out of the ancestral hall! In an instant, this red sword light

swept over everyone's

heads.

The skull rolled off.

Kill seven or eight bandits in a row.

Zheng -

the sword sounds.

Flying in the sky.

It seems to be pulled by spiritual power, sheltering above the heads of the descendants of the Ye family.

"This is ......" Lin Shiyi looked at the crimson flying sword, his pupils dilated, and his body became flushed with excitement, "This is actually

a flying sword!" As a Jindan stage cultivator, he naturally knew the value of the flying sword.

Each flying sword represents the efforts of the refiner, and it is the king-like existence of the spirit weapon.

And this flying sword, as soon as it was born, it caused spiritual power to vibrate, at least it was a high-grade spiritual weapon!

Lin Shiyi looked at it with red eyes.

Their Lin family, the Zhen clan's spiritual weapon, the only foundation is just a medium-grade spiritual weapon.

I saw that the crimson flying sword had already fallen in front of Ye Renyan.

The

sword roared, and then a fiery force suddenly erupted.

The rolling heat wave impacted, and all the bandits who stood in front of Ye Renyan were instantly swept away.

The clothes caught fire, and one by one the burning people fled from the Ye family in a frenzy at night.

The flying sword was burning with flames, flying around Ye Renyan, like a child who had found his father, cheering.

Ye Renyan looked at the flying sword suspiciously, and reached out to hold it.

The flames were automatically avoided, and the hilt of the sword was grabbed, and it was slightly cool to the hand.

He glanced at it, and there were two words engraved on the sword—Burning Sky!

, "Burning Sky Flying Sword?" Ye

Renyan muttered to himself, and saw the flying sword nod spiritually.

The flying sword has a spirit, but unfortunately it is not an acquired spirit treasure, otherwise it can breed a sword spirit, and it can even reach the height of Xiao Zi beside Li Mochou.

Ye Renyan held the Burning Sky Sword in his hand, and with a slight wave, the ground was instantly torn apart, and the flames burned.

The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and Ye Renyan's spiritual power and the flying sword complement each other, which is very intuitive to improve.

He looked in the direction of the ancestral hall, bowed respectfully, and said, "Thank you for the sword!"