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Chi!

The young man from Jian Valley's arm was cut off instantly, and blood gushed out.

"what......"

The young man let out a shrill scream and looked extremely painful.

"Dare you."

The rest of the people in the Sword Valley were furious. They drew their swords one after another, and sword energy filled the air, instantly blocking Ye Wuya.

Ye Wuya gripped the Tianwen Sword tightly, and a sharp sword energy burst out.

Bang!

The long swords in the hands of the crowd were broken, and their bodies were instantly blown away. They vomited blood and their faces turned extremely pale.

Ye Wuya said indifferently: "If you want to die, I can grant your wish!"

With his cultivation level of the middle stage of Tianxu Realm, he might not be as good as Ye Lingtian, but looking at the rest of the Tianxu Realm, who can fight with him?

Holding the Tianwen Sword and blessed with the Tianmen inheritance, even if he reaches the peak of the Tianxu Realm, he must leave his life behind. This is Ye Wuya.

His talent has never been bad, but it just cannot be compared with monsters like Ye Lingtian and Feng Huojun.

"you......"

After the people from the Sword Valley steadied themselves, they stared at Ye Wuya in horror. With just the sword energy, he was able to break their swords and injure them. This man was extremely powerful and they were no match for him.

The white-haired man in Jian Valley stared at the Tianwen Sword in Ye Wuya's hand. The sword on his back was vibrating, as if he wanted to compete with Ye Wuya's Tianwen Sword.

"Your Excellency's sword is good, and your strength is also good!"

The white-haired man spoke calmly.

Ye Wuya looked at the white-haired man expressionlessly: "You are in the middle stage of Destiny, you have no right to speak, get out of the way."

"is it?"

The white-haired man raised his eyebrows, and the long sword on his back suddenly came out of its sheath. He held the sword, and the aura of the middle stage of Du'e burst out completely, and he instantly slashed towards Ye Wuya.

"Ridiculous."

Ye Wuya took a step forward and slashed out with his sword.

boom!

The long sword in the white-haired man's hand was cut off in an instant, and the powerful sword energy hit his body, knocking him back more than 20 meters. The arm holding the sword was covered with cracks, and blood splattered out.

The white-haired man looked painful, with fear in his eyes. He stared at Ye Wuya: "Tianxu Realm..."

As soon as he said this, the people in Jian Valley trembled and became even more panicked.

"Heavenly Void Realm?"

Bixiao stared at Ye Wuya with shock in his eyes. It was rumored that there were young masters from the West in Tianmen, and the most famous one was the third young master Ye Lingtian, whose strength was unfathomable.

As for the other three young masters, few people mention them. So what about the one in front of us?

Bi Xiao stared at the Tianwen Sword in Ye Wuya's hand. After some thought, she showed a look of surprise: "This is the Tianwen Sword in the Tianzong Famous Sword Atlas. This person is the eldest son of Tianmen, Ye Wuya! I didn't expect that he is actually a strong man in the Tianxu Realm..."

The eldest son of the western rank of Tianmen, Ye Wuya, seems to be less than 25 years old. Few people mention him on weekdays, but it is unexpected that he is a strong man in the Tianxu realm.

This Tianmen is truly terrifying. Who says that the ancestor of Tianmen is the most powerful?

The younger generation of Tianmen should not be underestimated either!

Ye Wuya said indifferently: "I'll spare your life, but if you dare to talk nonsense again, you will be reduced to ashes!"

"What an arrogant tone! Do you want to wipe out my Sword Valley disciples just because you are in the middle stage of the Sky Void Realm?"

A gloomy voice was heard, and a middle-aged man in a red robe came flying over. He was holding a long sword with a powerful sword energy, like a human-shaped divine sword, and his cultivation level was in the late Tianxu Realm.

"Deputy Valley Master."

When the people in Jian Valley saw this middle-aged man, their faces lit up with joy and excitement in their eyes.

This is their deputy valley master, Zhao Jiancheng.

They looked at Ye Wuya again, and said with resentful eyes: "So what if you are in the middle stage of Tianxu Realm? Even if our deputy valley master comes, you still have to die?"

boom!

Ye Wuya swung his sword in an instant, and except for the white-haired man, all the other disciples of the Sword Valley were reduced to ashes in an instant.

Like nonsense?

Then die!

"presumptuous."

Zhao Jiancheng roared, unsheathed his sword, and sword energy instantly covered the sky and the earth.

"Friend Zhao, stop it."

A deep voice sounded, and a white-haired old Taoist flew over. This old Taoist also had the cultivation level of the late Tianxu Realm.

Zhao Jiancheng ignored what he said. His eyes were fierce and he slashed at Ye Wuya with his sword. The clouds surged, the sky shook, and a thousand-meter-long sword energy surged into the sky, trying to split the void.

"Give me face?"

Ye Wuya raised his eyebrows, and the sword vibrated, and an even more ferocious sword energy burst out.

boom!

Zhao Jiancheng's sword was shattered before it even fell. The powerful force first blew the others away more than 20 meters, and the long sword in his hand was covered with dense cracks.

"how is this possible?"

Zhao Jiancheng rolled over and steady himself. There was horror in his eyes. At this moment, the hand holding the sword was shaking and many bones were broken.

Stab it!

Ye Wuya's figure flashed and he instantly appeared beside Zhao Jiancheng. He swung his sword suddenly and an invincible sword intent burst out.

boom!

Before Zhao Jiancheng could react, a head flew up instantly and blood gushed out. There was confusion and astonishment in his eyes, and he didn't have any resistance at all.

It’s not that he is not strong enough, but that he met Ye Wuya!

Boom!

The invincible sword intent slashed towards the distance, and seven mountains were split in half by the sword.

"..."

The scene was dead silent. The people from the Biyou Palace looked at Ye Wuya in a daze. Zhao Jiancheng was the deputy master of the Sword Valley, with the cultivation level of the late Tianxu Realm. How could he be killed by just a single sword?

"This young master is in the middle stage of the Sky Void Realm, but he killed a late Sky Void Realm cultivator so easily? His combat power has at least reached the peak of the Sky Void Realm..."

Bixiao's face was filled with shock.

Who said that among the younger generation of Tianmen, only Ye Lingtian was the most outstanding? This Ye Wuya was not much inferior, and was also an extremely terrifying monster.

The so-called young generation in the virtual world is extremely weak compared to Ye Wuya. Nowadays, the young geniuses of the major sects in the virtual world are hovering between the Red Dust Realm and the Deliverance Realm. In front of Ye Wuya, they are not good enough.

"Monster! Makes people envious and jealous."

Ye Qingzhou was also stunned when he saw Ye Wuya's burst of fighting power, and his heart was full of envy. He wondered when he would be able to have such fighting power.

This is a great master. He needs to transcend the realm of Zhan Dao, the realm of Hongchen, and the realm of Du'e before he can reach the realm of Tianxu!

Thinking of this, Ye Qingzhou was filled with a feeling of powerlessness again.

Ok!

You still can't compare yourself with these two monsters, Ye Lingtian and Ye Wuya, otherwise you will be beaten to death.

The white-haired man in Jian Valley looked terrified and turned around and ran away.

Ye Wuya took a look and did not continue to attack.

The white-haired old Taoist stared at Ye Wuya, with a hint of shock in his eyes.

He glanced at the Heavenly Question Sword in Ye Wuya's hand, then looked at Ye Lingtian, and stepped forward to salute and said, "Old Taoist Mu Songzi, greetings to the eldest and third young masters!"

Ye Qingzhou: "......"

Young Master Xi doesn't deserve to be known.

The long sword in Ye Wuya's hand returned to the scabbard, and he clasped his fists towards the white-haired old Taoist priest: "Hello, Senior Mu."

Ye Lingtian also smiled and said, "Hello, Senior Mu."

Mu Songzi waved his hand quickly and said, "I don't deserve to be called senior by the eldest and third young masters."