At the command.

Jian Wuyi said in a deep voice: "Young Master, don't move. Leave the rest to me. I have been holding it in for thousands of years and I want to release it."

At this point, he paused and continued, "Leng Qingtian, Xue Fanchen, the two of you stay to protect the young master, and the rest of you follow me to kill the enemy."

"Within a radius of ten thousand miles, not a single enemy will be left alive. No matter how many enemies come, we will kill them all!"

The words fell.

Two men stayed with Ye Changsheng, they were Leng Qingtian and Xue Fanchen.

Leng Qingtian is the only remaining cultivator in the war department. He possesses the Sky Tyrant Body and his cultivation is mediocre, only at the second level of the Divine Emperor.

Xue Fanchen is even more interesting. He is a mind master, and his cultivation is not very strong, only at the first level of Divine Emperor.

As for the others, they all rushed forward with Jian Wuyi and killed the people in the void.

It feels so good.

You don't have to fight yourself, just watch, it's very comfortable.

A smile appeared on Ye Changsheng's lips, his eyes fell on Jian Wuyi, and then he just watched him kill people quietly.

On the void.

Jian Wuyi traveled with boundless sword energy, and wherever he passed, the space was shattered inch by inch. The eyes of the strong men from Piaomiao Sect, Tianmen, Tianxuan Palace, Shenbing Pavilion, Huashen Valley, and Shihun Sect all fell on him.

Feng Tianlang's figure flashed and accidentally blocked the sword. The sword energy from the two figures collided like a needle against a wheat spike.

Jian Wuyi's face was extremely red, and he stood there domineeringly, his white robe fluttering, "Draw your sword."

Feng Tianlang said in a fierce voice: "After being sealed for thousands of years, your cultivation is very ordinary!"

Jian Wuyi said again: "Draw the sword!"

Feng Tianlang mobilized the spiritual energy in his body, and a vast and majestic sword energy burst out. Just as he was about to launch an attack, a silver light shattered the void and cut through his figure.

laugh.

As the sword fell, the space was annihilated.

Feng Tianlang didn't even have the chance to attack. A trace of blood flowed from his brow. His pupils dilated as he looked at Jian Wuyi and said, "Young man, you have no moral integrity!"

You said you would draw your sword.

But he attacked before he even made a move, showing no martial ethics at all.

boom.

The space was split into two, and Feng Tianlang exploded directly, his body and soul were destroyed, leaving only a ball of blood mist.

See this scene.

Feng Tianya, Ning Jianqi and the others all looked very surprised. How could the senior brother be killed just like that? They were both sword cultivators, but they didn't even have a chance to draw their swords.

This is too horrible.

But Feng Tianlang and Jian Wuyi are at the same realm, how could his swordsmanship be so powerful? Little did they know.

As the sword master, Jian Wuyi had already comprehended the sword's power long ago. The most important thing was that his swordsmanship contained the mystery of space.

How could Feng Tianya and Ning Jianqi understand such a profound and mysterious sword art?

Ye Changsheng looked at Jian Wuyi's receding figure and nodded with satisfaction, "Very good, the method is sharp and straightforward!"

At this time.

Ye Shiwan said in a deep voice: "Young Master, Shiwan requests to go into battle!"

"Go!" Ye Changsheng said without hesitation, "Whoever wants to go, just go. These people are all powerful people in the Heavenly Dao Realm, and they should have a lot of resources on them."

"You understand?"

Hai Chunqiu, Tuoba Tian, ​​Yin Daoyan and others nodded. Of course they knew what Ye Changsheng meant. Whoever killed the person would own the resources.

fair enough.

Ye Shiwan, Old Man Tianku, Hai Chunqiu, Hai Wudi and others soared into the air and rushed towards the people in the void.

With Jian Wuyi and others taking action, there is no suspense in this battle. It is also a good choice to let Ye Shiwan and others practice.

If it really doesn't work, he can also take action.

On one side, Xue Fanchen suddenly said, "Young Master, a strong man will arrive soon."

Ye Changsheng asked: "A lot of people?"

Xue Fanchen nodded, "A lot."

Ye Changsheng smiled and said, "That's great. The gods and demons have come to this world, and the former enemies can't sit still anymore. They've come just in time. We'll kill as many as they come."

Xue Fanchen said again: "Young Master, these people are different from the cultivators in front of us. Some of them are very powerful."

Ye Changsheng asked: "Are you afraid?"

Xue Fanchen said: "Don't be afraid!"

Ye Changsheng added: "If you are not afraid, then don't tell me how strong they are. They are too weak. Are they worthy of being opponents of the Gods and Demons?"

At this point, he paused and continued, "I just like challenges. I don't kill the weak, I only kill the strong."

Xue Fanchen said: "Young Master is right!"

The words fell.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The two raised their heads and looked into the void. At this time, under the leadership of Jian Wuyi, the eight tribes of gods and demons were covered in blood for a thousand meters and had completely gained the upper hand.

The strong men from the six major forces were beaten without any ability to fight back, and they retreated madly, trying to escape from the land of gods and demons, but Jian Wuyi led everyone in pursuit and did not give them any chance to escape.

Just at this moment.

On the void.

One after another, human figures floated down, and a strong pressure enveloped them. Dongfang Yuntian, Feng Tianya and others looked back, and when they saw the powerful men appear, the gloom on their faces disappeared.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, as if they saw hope of survival.

The First Punishment said: "The Heavenly Academy, the seven elders of the Heavenly Academy, as well as the Taikoo Clan, the Tianlong Divine Court, and the Tianshen Palace. This time, the God and Demon Clan will not be able to escape!"

Zi Dongxing said: "The remnants of the God and Demon Clan are too strong. We underestimated them."

Having said this, he turned around and looked behind him, and found that there were less than ten strong men left from Piao Miao Sect, "Let them fight the next battle!"

Diyi Xing said again: "You mean we should withdraw? Don't forget what Ye Changsheng said before, whoever dares to escape will be annihilated and slaughtered for a hundred thousand miles."

Zi Dongxing looked at him with disdain, "I don't believe it. In the face of the Heavenly Academy, the Ancient Clan and other forces, do you think the God and Demon Clan can still survive?"

Baili Fa echoed, "I don't believe it either. The scum of the God and Demon Clan, our 300 masters of Tianxuan Palace were slaughtered. I hope Tianxue Academy can suppress them all."

While talking.

Everyone retreated unconsciously, but Jian Wuyi and others continued to charge forward, not taking the strong men from Tian Academy and Taigu Clan seriously at all.

They were filled with murderous intent, and looked like they would kill anyone who stood in their way, and even kill anyone who stood in their way.

At this time.

In Tianxue Academy.

An old man in white said, "Ye Changsheng, come out and die!"

The sound resounded through the sky and was deafening.

Ye Changsheng raised his head and looked at the old man in white. "This old man wants to kill me as soon as he gets here?"

As he was about to attack, Jian Wuyi's voice rang out in the air, "Who do you think you are? How dare you address the young master by his name?"

The old man in white said coldly: "I am from Tianxue College"

laugh.

A sword light came towards him. The old man in white slowly raised his hand and pushed out with one palm. The wind from his palm was like a dragon and collided with the sword light.

boom.

boom.

The sound of an explosion spread out, and a terrifying light burst out.

The two figures were still standing there. The old man in white looked down and found a mark on his chest.

"The secret of space!"

Jian Wuyi's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, and wherever he passed, sword lights densely covered the old man in white.

Seeing this, Ye Changsheng nodded with satisfaction, "As expected of you, you are the Sword Master of the God and Demon Clan. Your swordsmanship is quite interesting."

Just as he finished speaking, a system notification sounded in his ear, "Ding, congratulations, Master, you have successfully signed in to the God and Demon Clan and received a system reward. Do you want to claim it immediately?"