Upon hearing this, the head of the Ying family was filled with disbelief. "You've fallen to such a lowly world, yet you still dare to seek me out?"
In his view, the combat power of the Qin world is not on the same level as his world at all. Not only in terms of combat power, but even in terms of formations, they are not on the same level.
In this situation, the little guy in this world should be thinking about saving his life and never letting him find him again. It's really incomprehensible that he dares to take the initiative to attack.
The little guy's eyes were indifferent. "If I hadn't come to this world and my strength hadn't far surpassed what it was before, you would never dare to appear in front of me, right?"
In the past, he was only one step away from becoming a saint, and he also possessed many top-level formations, making his strength unfathomable.
If it were that level, the head of the Ying family would definitely not have the courage to confront him like that.
After all, if Ying Ziyu, with his strength, were to truly fight to the death, even a powerful family like the Ying family would suffer a severe blow.
Even if the foundation is shaken, the head of the Ying family may not be able to bear the consequences.
The head of the Ying family stood up, his head slightly lowered so that his face could not be seen. "Even if this is true, I will never let you succeed so easily!"
Without further hesitation, he gripped the blade with one hand and slashed it sharply. Countless drops of blood flowed from his palm and then surged onto the dark longsword.
Even though only a portion of blood was lost, the dark sword, like a beast awakening, frantically sucked up the blood of the Ying family patriarch. As the blood was continuously absorbed, a faint red light emanated from the dark sword, and its aura began to surge.
A terrifying sword intent soared into the sky, shooting straight into the heavens, as if the end of the world was about to arrive.
Seeing this, the little guy's eyes flickered slightly. "To go to such lengths, even at the cost of sacrificing your soul, is certainly your style."
Before he knew the true nature of the Ying family head, he thought it was just a personality issue that made him rather cold towards the family head, and he didn't even have much affection for his son.
But after learning the true nature of the Ying family patriarch, he realized that the patriarch's behavior showed that he didn't treat him as family at all, but rather as a sacrifice from the very beginning, which was why he was so indifferent.
They were even willing to kill him in order to plunder his talent.
This person has been cold-blooded to the extreme from beginning to end.
The head of the Ying family looked cold and stern. "Since you've set your sights on me, you'll have to pay the price!"
After speaking, he grabbed the dark sword with one hand, and then his figure flashed, appearing in front of Ying Zheng in the blink of an eye. He raised the dark sword high and slashed down.
Blood continued to gush towards the dark sword, causing its aura to surge dramatically. A raging crimson sword intent blotted out the sky, like a river of blood falling down, and pressed down on Ying Zheng.
The power was terrifying; wherever the black sword swept past, it directly cleaved the void in two.
Faced with this terrifying sword strike, Ying Zheng dared not be careless. He gripped the Tai'a sword tightly with both hands and stood in front of him to block the terrifying sword.
"Boom!"
The ink-black longsword, imbued with a violent sword intent, fell fiercely, like an endless sea cascading down, pressing down on Ying Zheng.
Faced with this violent power, Ying Zheng's aura surged, and endless power converged towards Tai'a. Tai'a's sword intent surged, blocking the terrifying black longsword.
Although the power of Tai'a was incredibly strong, it was momentarily overwhelmed by the terrifying power of the black longsword. Under the pressure of the terrifying sword intent, Ying Zheng's entire body was forced to bend slightly, and his clothes could not withstand the impact of the aftershocks and began to tear.
Although the ink-black longsword was incredibly fierce, as its sword intent surged, it also continuously absorbed the power of the Ying family patriarch. One could clearly feel that the Ying family patriarch's aura was rapidly weakening as the ink-black longsword absorbed his power.
His flesh and blood were slowly disappearing, and his entire body began to become ethereal, as if he were about to vanish from the world.
As the aura of the Ying family patriarch weakened, the aura of the dark longsword grew stronger and stronger. Its terrifying power forced Ying Zheng to bend over slightly, and beads of sweat dripped from his forehead. For a moment, he was at a disadvantage.
The head of the Ying family gave a cold look and said, "Die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he pressed down hard on the black longsword, and boundless power surged outwards. The aftershocks of the power surged outwards like a tide, uprooting the entire earth and instantly forming a giant wave of dust.
Under the suppression of that terrifying power, Ying Zheng could no longer hold on, and his entire body was forced to plummet to the ground by that force.
With a deafening roar, Ying Zheng's figure was instantly engulfed by dust, and the ground beneath him shattered, forming a spiderweb-like pattern.
A moment later, the dust slowly settled, and Ying Zheng lay on the ground, his body covered in wounds.
Such a heavy blow weakened his aura considerably, making him less powerful than before.
The little fellow looked at the head of the Ying family and said, "Your soul is being so damaged that you are destined to be reduced to ashes."
The head of the Ying family snorted coldly, "Even if I am reduced to ashes, I will make you all pay with your lives!"
As soon as the words were spoken, a voice rang out, "You are not worthy to be reduced to ashes with me!"
The head of the Ying family's eyes flickered slightly. He turned around and saw that Ying Zheng had already stood up, staring at him with a cold gaze.
The head of the Ying family sneered, "You're at your last gasp! I hope you'll still be this stubborn when you fall!"
Ying Zheng raised the Tai'a sword and said in a deep voice, "See clearly the difference between you and me."
After he finished speaking, his aura surged, like a golden tornado enveloping his body, and endless power began to surge, causing the entire void to tremble.
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